Chapter 91: Throat Seal

Looks like Su Changfeng is leading cultivators in an attempt to take East City, tsk tsk, they were defeated miserably enough, but what about the disciples of the Ye family and the Qingming Divine Sect? Why aren't there any city-defending cultivators? Really strange.

Hall Master.

You say our Saint Son is hiding this from his wife; if she finds out the truth later, will she break with the Saint Son?

Pfft! Break with him? Su Changfeng is a demon descendant; even the Heavenly Mystic Dao Sect has disbanded! What right does a demon descendant have to break with him? She can barely protect herself—you probably don't even know that.

Know what?

The Saint Son married her back then just for the Heavenly Mystic Dao Sect's Seal-the-Sect Technique; but this slut, once she became his dual cultivation partner, cut ties with the sect, leaving the Saint Son with no benefit at all.

Now there's solid evidence that Su Changfeng is a descendant of extraterritorial heavenly demons, making him an object of public contempt; the Saint Son has long disliked that slut—if she weren't a Hundred Medicines Body, useful to the Saint Son, he'd have already sent her down to be buried with the Heavenly Mystic Dao Sect's disciples.

……

Just as that conversation ended, a clear, cold voice cut in: 'Who are you going to bury with?'

This sudden voice startled them.

The leading hall master, about fifty or sixty years old, lifted his head with an unusually panicked expression, looking toward the source of the voice.

Only two female cultivators in coarse hemp clothes stood there, quite young; the one on the right had a lovely appearance, beautiful as a celestial maiden, her blood-red eyes showing extraordinary eeriness, her whole body exuding an air of nobility.

The one on the left had a petite, delicate figure, not tall, but with a baby-fat face, her features clear and cute.

Thump thump thump!!

That glance,

Seeing that, dozens of cultivators had their Adam's apples rolling, swallowed hard, and their hearts jumped instantly.

"Two fellow cultivators, how could you appear here in this freezing weather?" The hall master licked his chapped lips; he was in his prime, feeling his soul almost hooked, his eyes narrowed, unblinking, fixed on Liu Liyan standing not far away.

Beautiful woman!

When the Saint Son's lady entered the sect earlier, they already thought her extraordinarily beautiful.

Back then they felt that although the Eastern Wasteland lacked spiritual energy, it truly nurtured people.

Now it seems true indeed; now more than ever, in a place of scarce and chaotic spiritual energy, they encounter a woman whose looks rival a celestial maiden.

Feeling their gaze, a hint of killing intent flashed in Liu Liyan's blood-red eyes, then vanished: 'What business do you have going to Cloud Sea City to find Sect Master Su?'

If I heard correctly, these people are acting on the order of the Saint Son of the Azure Dragon Holy Land, one of the Three Great Holy Lands of Central Prefecture, secretly coming to Cloud Sea City to hide from Su Yao and discuss important matters.

And it's certainly not anything good.

"Master..." Qingxia flashed forward to Liu Liyan, instinctively drawing a short dagger: 'Their looks at you are disgusting; in about ten breaths they'll surely move to attack.'

Liu Liyan didn't even blink, her cold gaze fixed on the leading hall master.

As Qingxia expected.

A flicker of lust flashed in the hall master's eyes; he raised his head, spread his divine sense to survey the surroundings, and upon confirming only these two delicate beauties—Liu Liyan and her companion—were present, his gaze grew ever more wanton.

Driven by his inner desire.

Upon first seeing Liu Liyan, the hall master was merely astonished, stunning, shocked, and cautious.

On the second glance, seeing no cultivators protecting them and, after cautiously sensing Liu Liyan's cultivation, realizing she seemed to be hiding her strength, which turned into secret delight, his inner desire magnified infinitely: 'Fellow cultivators, what are you thinking we'll do in Cloud Sea City?'

"Of course we're looking for Su Changfeng."

"What sect are you from? Are you from the Eastern Wasteland? How could you appear here in this freezing weather?"

"With that delicate frame of yours, you don't look like someone from the Eastern Wasteland; are you in trouble? Go ahead and say it—I might be able to help."

Even though Liu Liyan's cultivation was obscure, that faint pressure on her still made the hall master wary by three parts, hoping to trace the vine to learn what power stood behind her.

He was promoted by the Saint Son himself, the hall master overseeing the sect's Pill Hall; naturally he's no brainless fool driven by lust.

He also has some experience, has seen much of the world, knows when to advance or retreat.

If this female cultivator were the holy maiden of that holy land, or the daughter of some great power sent here for training, then the hall master could only temporarily suppress his thoughts.

If merely……

If she were an unaffiliated wandering cultivator, or a cultivator from some unknown minor sect, then he could feel free to play with her.

"What about me?" Liu Liyan showed a faint dimple, her eyes clear: 'I now have no sect or affiliation; my mother is merely a wrongly accused demon cultivator.'

Upon saying that.

The hall master directly did not hide his lewd thoughts, his eyes roaming up and down her delicate body.

No sect, no affiliation—that's just a lone wandering cultivator.

Her mother even dares to collude with demons—makes things easy to handle.

He gave a smirk of ill intent, then strode forward: 'Is that so? You really are helpless and alone, such a frail body—in this freezing weather, aren't you afraid of freezing to death?'

"I am the Pill Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Holy Land, one of the Three Great Holy Lands of Central Prefecture; seeing you wandering like this truly pains me—why not come with me?"

"Rest assured, I will surely cherish you well."

He gathered his yuan energy, trying to seize her hand.

Liu Liyan calmly evaded him.

The female cultivator before them narrowed her blood-red eyes, her gaze flowing like a snow lotus blooming atop a snow‑capped mountain—admirable from afar, but not to be trifled with.

In the instant of teleportation, the hall master could even smell the lingering fragrance in the air, causing the desire in his heart to rise incessantly.

He had originally wanted to put on a show, acting the virtuous gentleman.

Now the hall master's eyes were glazed, truly unable to restrain himself even for a second.

"I just asked you, and you haven't answered—what do you say you came to Cloud Sea City to do for Sect Master Su?"

"My patience is about to be worn thin by you—won't you speak?"

Liu Liyan's voice was pleasant and clear, making listeners' hearts itch unbearably.

The hall master's mind was filled with lewd images; seeing Liu Liyan inquire about Cloud Sea City, he grew a bit wary: 'What is Su Changfeng to you?'

"Could it be that, due to the Heavenly Mystic Dao Sect's involvement, the sect was disbanded?"

"So, being unaffiliated, you had no choice but to seek refuge with Su Changfeng?"

A descendant of an extraterritorial heavenly demon will surely suffer eternal infamy; once the Star Pavilion and the Great Yu Dynasty take action, they will surely fall—you had better not seek refuge with a dying person.

Rather than that, follow me… Fellow Daoist, I won't hide it from you—since the first time I saw you, I…

The hall master no longer concealed his fiery gaze.

The lewd thoughts in his heart could no longer be restrained; he wanted to immediately reach out and pull Liu Liyan into his embrace.