Chapter 207: Young Palace Master Ambushed

Chen Yi He ran all the way out of the imperial palace, running very far.

At this time, the capital was just like the imperial palace, every household emptied out, desolate everywhere; since the Grand Jianghu Alliance defeated the Embroidered Uniform Guard and captured the capital, the capital has been like this, its former prosperity gone, nowhere with vitality.

The capital's commoners and officials and nobles have all fled.

Chen Yi He stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance; here there was a scene the imperial palace could not see.

Suddenly, he saw a figure, how familiar that figure was! On the great road leading to the capital, it walked slowly.

On his dark face were thick brows and big eyes, a straight nose, a head of flowing long hair draped behind him, his upper body bare, revealing a slender yet sturdy build; Chen Yi He could deny all this, but when he saw the giant dragon tattooed with bared teeth and claws on that person's left chest.

Chen Yi He rubbed his eyes, opened them to look again, but found nothing visible; that figure had disappeared.

But he had clearly seen it, "Could it be that practicing the Classic of Longevity too long causes hallucinations?" Chen Yi He even doubted he had misseen.

That person's influence on him was too great!

Chen Yi He no longer hesitated, leapt down from the city wall, rushed toward the place where that person had just disappeared; with his current cultivation, he only needed one or two finger snaps to get there.

Standing on the broad great road, he looked around; the surroundings were empty. A gust of wind blew, sand and stones flew up, making Chen Yi He unable to help coughing.

"Is it really you?" Chen Yi He muttered to himself; everything was so unbelievable.

"I don't know how Gao Dichun and the others are doing?" Probably because he saw that person, Chen Yi He suddenly recalled Gao Dichun and over three hundred brothers of the Dragon Tiger Sect, remembering they hid in the lumber yard of Westgate City.

Back then, Chen Yi He lacked the ability to protect those over three hundred brothers, but now it's different; he has this ability, and now, in these troubled times, keeping a few thoughtful people nearby is the safest and most secure.

Chen Yi He returned to the imperial palace, found a carrier pigeon, tied the written letter to its leg, and said, "Go."

In real society, carrier pigeons are symbols of peace; now Chen Yi He wants to entrust his thoughts to a carrier pigeon, letting it bring them back.

"Whether or not it's you, I also want to give it a try."

……

Northern Grassland, Five Absolutes Palace.

"Let me out......" came a desperate and prolonged wail from the depths of the Five Absolutes Hall.

The Palace Master slowly walked toward the iron door, looking inside through it.

"Let me out......" the one begging was Qiu Yichen, his hands and feet shackled with heavy iron cuffs, head bowed, lips unable to close, blood mixed with saliva continually flowing out, dripping 'drip drip'.

"You were the one who came initially; I let you go, but you didn't go, and now you beg to leave—you really don't take this palace seriously, do you?" the Palace Master stood outside the iron door and asked coldly.

"Let me out......"

"Please, this palace." On the Palace Master's face, as cold as ice, there was no reaction.

"Please, please." Qiu Yichen no longer had his former nonchalant bearing.

"Clang." The Palace Master gently pushed open the iron door, walked in, dragging her scarlet long skirt.

"Now you know to beg this palace?" the Palace Master asked Qiu Yichen.

"Please let me out......" Qiu Yichen was still begging.

"Do you know? You've ruined a major matter." On the Palace Master's face appeared a hint of resentment, and on her fair complexion spots of scarlet emerged, making her look younger and more beautiful.

"Please let me out......" Qiu Yichen kept repeating this from beginning to end.

"Don't even think about getting out; you'll spend your whole life here." The Palace Master glared at Qiu Yichen, the anger on her face quickly fading, she turned and left ruthlessly.

You cold-blooded person! Even toward your own child you're this cruel! Qiu Yichen suddenly lifted his head, like a rabid beast, fiercely striking the iron cuffs binding his hands and feet, causing the iron door to continually emit sounds of "clang clang clang".

The Palace Master paused her steps, her skirt still moving, then she walked on.

Ruan Ling, standing outside the iron door, had taken in all of Qiu Yichen's words; before she could even be shocked, she saw the Palace Master walk out.

"Palace Master."

"From today on, provide him three meals a day; as long as I remain in the Five Absolutes Palace for a single day, he will never have a chance to rise!" the Palace Master ordered Ruan Ling.

"Palace Master...... him......" Ruan Ling dared not ask more, in the end swallowing her words; the Palace Master, however, proactively told her, "Don't ask what shouldn't be asked, don't think what shouldn't be thought."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ruan Ling quickly promised, but her heart was drawn to that iron door, the deepest, darkest place of the Five Absolutes Palace.

……

Soon after the Young Palace Master left the Sword-Leaning Pavilion, the heavy rain in the sky stopped.

Even though the road was muddy, the Young Palace Master's body remained spotless; that patch of scarlet was still as vivid and clean. But she felt her heart had become dirty, not as clean as before, not as clean as the muddy road.

Such a thing, unlike outward appearance, once stained, can never be washed clean.

Suddenly, as the Young Palace Master lost focus, a patch of forest seemed to fall from the trees, or drift from afar, coming toward her.

The Young Palace Master originally thought it was just an ordinary leaf, but when it drew close to her, she realized everything was so false.

"Clang." She blocked the leaf with a silver needle; on impact it produced a crisp sound.

The leaf striking the silver needle produced the sound of metal clashing, which seemed utterly unbelievable.

But it truly was so.

The Young Palace Master knew that leaf had been infused with powerful inner strength; otherwise it could not have made her palm ache.

"Who is it? Come out!" the Young Palace Master shouted at her surroundings. She had not yet left the deep mountains outside the Sword-Leaning Pavilion, so her surroundings were only endless trees and inexhaustible leaves.

Receiving no answer, yet the leaves gave a reply; the wet leaves, whether fallen on the ground or growing on branches, shot from all directions toward the central area where the Young Palace Master stood!

"Swish swish swish!" In an instant, the sky filled with flying leaves, all of them lethal leaves!

The Young Palace Master did not dare to be careless; she spread her hands, then activated the power of the Five Absolutes, shooting silver needles from her sleeves.

The silver needles poured out like a galaxy! Shooting toward the leaves.

Every leaf was precisely shot down!

The Young Palace Master leapt high, then swung her palm downward in a blast! "Who is it? Come out quickly!"

"Boom boom boom!" It broke an unknown number of trees.