Chapter 238: I Am Not the Tian Yao Holy Lord

Actually, if it were up to Ji Wenchuan's own wishes, he should have notified the Yan Lord long ago.

What's a bigger scandal than two Supreme-Rank figures openly fighting over a man?

It's three Supreme-Rank figures fighting over a man.

And two of them look so much alike.

Unfortunately, things happened too fast; Ji Wenchuan knew it was too late, and even if the Yan Lord received the message, she couldn't teleport instantly from the Myriad-Mile-Miles-Away Miao Sound Mountain to the Frozen Moon Cold River, so he simply chose not to meddle.

Who knows what effect shouting about it afterward will have? Will the Yan Lord still be able to maintain her sour face, pretending to sit securely on the fishing platform?

She herself is the one under the platform, the fish...

For the first time, Ji Wenchuan realized his eldest master looked so much like a clown on the opera stage.

A'nuo said carefully, "It's better not to tell Sister Yu... Uncle Ji should just report the battle situation. It's fine to say my master got involved, but don't mention those gossip details..."

Ji Wenchuan glanced at her sideways, "Why? Your master dares to chase women outside, and you want me to deceive the Yan Lord?"

"Because those things are, at least for now, just a misunderstanding..." A'nuo said this and felt like laughing herself.

Perhaps no bystander dared to think that the fact of two Supreme-Rank figures fighting over a man didn't exist at all; Mr. Ye's situation hadn't even taken shape, and Long Qinghuang simply admired his looks at most. Where are we even at? Yet this reputation has been ruined thoroughly.

Seeing A'nuo's chubby face covered in tears yet trying to smile, Ji Wenchuan was speechless: "Long Qinghuang said it publicly; are you sure it's a misunderstanding?"

"It really, really is a misunderstanding. Look, Long Qinghuang didn't even get master's name right; how close can they be?" A'nuo said carefully, "You can't tell Sister Yu. Even if you must say something, you have to call it a misunderstanding... because that is the truth, right? You can't lie to the Yan Lord."

Ji Wenchuan: "..."

Do I believe you, little brat?

You even lie to Uncle Ji, who loves you so much. Do you really think I'll be fooled by your sticky-sweet act like others?

"Forget it, let's talk later. Right now, finding your master is the priority."

At this moment, everyone in the Tian Yao Holy Land panicked.

The Sect Master is missing...

Could she have been sucked into a spatial rift? With the Sect Master's abilities, even if a spatial rift suddenly struck her, it shouldn't be hard to dodge it temporarily.

Right, that Lu Xingzhou isn't here either.

Is there a possibility that she wasn't sucked into the rift, but rather the Sect Master went to cuddle with her little puppy after the battle?

That's way too impatient; the tails here haven't even been gathered, the people of the Tian Shuang Kingdom are still here, and the traitors of the Tian Yao Holy Land haven't been dealt with.

"Ahem." Elder Su Yuan, who had previously negotiated with Ji Wenchuan and was the first to notice the ambiguous relationship between the Sect Master and Lu Xingzhou, feeling he was about to die, coughed twice and went to negotiate with Si Han: "King Si, since you have lost your Bone Dragon, it seems our Sect Master feels the punishment you suffered is enough."

Si Han looked up at him blankly.

Su Yuan said calmly, "The Sect Master's departure means she does not wish to pursue this further; you may leave. But this grudge between your kingdom and our Tian Yao Holy Land is noted, and we shall seek retribution in the future."

The crowd of the Tian Shuang Kingdom had originally followed orders because Si Han possessed a Bone Dragon that crushed everyone else; this was the first battle of Si Han's integration of the alliance. If they could successfully injure the Demon Emperor or the Tian Yao Holy Lord, his prestige would immediately shake Tian Shuang, and unification would be unquestionable.

Instead, things turned into this mess of chicken feathers; neither the Demon Emperor nor the Tian Yao Holy Lord was scratched. Now, seeing that he had lost his Bone Dragon, some with bad tempers simply snorted and left directly.

Now it looks like Si Han's plan to unify Tian Shuang will suffer great damage, and who knows if his existing alliance rule will even be shaken.

Si Han had no heart to argue with the people of the Tian Yao Holy Land anymore, nor dared to think whether the strangely vanished Ye Tinglan had entered a spatial rift or was cuddling with a little puppy; he quickly led his close aides to retreat.

A top-tier power melee where friend and foe were hard to distinguish ended with a strange result of almost no casualties. Only the people of the Tian Yao Holy Land remained on the glacier, scattering everywhere to search for their Holy Lord, finding nothing.

"Bang," Ye Tinglan, holding Lu Xingzhou, fell to the ground together.

Suddenly confronting spatial turbulence was like being slashed by a thousand knives; even with Ye Tinglan's protective power, she couldn't completely block the spatial shattering. Her robes were torn to shreds, and there were large patches of blood on her hands and back from being scratched.

In contrast, Lu Xingzhou, whom she had protected in her arms, was basically intact, with only a cut on his back.

This fall sent the two rolling several times on the ground; when they stopped, Ye Tinglan was on top and Lu Xingzhou was underneath.

The two panted, staring at each other for a moment, their expressions each somewhat complex.

Lu Xingzhou's was especially complex.

He was originally furious that this dead woman had lied to him, but her first reaction was to save his life at the cost of her own, risking both of them falling into unpredictable spatial chaos, not even knowing if they could return.

Lu Xingzhou had only one rotten life, but Ye Tinglan did not.

The number one under heaven, the Tian Yao Holy Lord, the Grand Qian National Preceptor. A figure who could make the earth shake and mountains tremble with a stomp; the changes in the world's order her disappearance would cause were simply impossible to deduce.

Yet such a figure was willing to accompany him into this unknown crisis.

Even if she had no time to think of anything else in the moment and it was just an instinctive reaction, it was enough to move Lu Xingzhou's heart.

At this moment, the two were pressed close together; the feeling of her magnificent softness squeezed against his chest, the fragrance was right at his nose, and the taste was indescribable.

The two stared at each other for a moment; Lu Xingzhou finally said in a low voice, "Th-thank you."

Ye Tinglan struggled to climb off him and sat down on the side with no sense of image: "You are the one I brought to the glacier; I must be responsible for your life. Not paying attention for a while previously allowed you to fall into the Demon Emperor's hands, which was already my fault; we cannot have another mishap."

Lu Xingzhou also sat up: "Is that all?"

Ye Tinglan widened her eyes: "What else?"

Lu Xingzhou pressed his lips together: "Does Mr. have anything he wants to say to me? Like, your identity."

Ye Tinglan said, "Tell me first, from such a distance, how much of the conversation between Long Qinghuang and me could you hear?" Lu Xingzhou said honestly, "I didn't hear much of that; the distance was too great, my cultivation isn't high enough, I could only vaguely hear a few fragments. But I could basically guess what was being said."

"You heard her say 'fighting over a man'?"

"I did hear the three words 'fighting over a man', but didn't hear the rest clearly."

These were all facts; Lu Xingzhou indeed hadn't heard too clearly, and didn't know why she was asking, what was the point? So many people around heard it; what difference did it make whether I heard clearly or not? Lu Xingzhou thought she was thin-skinned, quickly realized, and gave her an out: "Of course, that was Long Qinghuang talking nonsense; she didn't know you were my Mr."

But this time their train of thought didn't match; what Ye Tinglan cared about wasn't that, but rather: "Good that you didn't hear clearly. Hmm, then I can tell you my identity too. I lied to you; there is no Cloud Hidden Xian Sect. I am from the Tian Yao Holy Land; the Sect Master is my senior sister."

Lu Xingzhou: "?"

Ye Tinglan: ""

The two stared at each other; seeing her pretend a confused expression as if not knowing what you were strange about, Lu Xingzhou almost laughed out loud.

Even at this point, she still wants to hide it? Is it because the honorable Holy Lord has pretended for so long in front of a man and can't let go of her face, so it's better to say she is a junior sister sent by order?

Do you really take me for a fool?

Seeing her stubbornly stiff neck and that foul look, she somehow became even more adorable; Lu Xingzhou finally burst out laughing: "Fine, fine, fine. I don't care about your background; the fact that you're a spy is undeniable, isn't it?"

Ye Tinglan: "..."

At this moment, Ye Tinglan completely understood his implied meaning.

You are a spy, so I won't treat you as Mr. anymore; I won't be so polite to you.

He didn't explicitly say why he insisted on dropping the title of Mr. and being less polite, but the meaning was entirely within his words.

Ye Tinglan flew into a rage: "You..."

Before she could finish, a pill was stuffed into her red lips: "Little spy, you're injured and still so irritable; take your medicine first."

Her red lips lightly brushed his fingertips, and both of them shivered.

Lu Xingzhou deliberately dragged his finger across her lips; the next moment, a small foot kicked out, knocking Lu Xingzhou flat on his back.

The pill dissolved instantly upon entering her mouth; the burning pain on Ye Tinglan's back immediately cooled significantly, showing signs of stopping the bleeding and healing. She then sat in meditation on her own to digest the medicinal power, too lazy to pay any attention to the lecherous fellow groaning on the ground.

Lu Xingzhou took a pill for himself as well, sat up again with a beaming smile, and asked: "A pill pointed out by Mr.; care to taste and evaluate it?"

Ye Tinglan said in a bad mood: "Mr. again?"

"No conflict," Lu Xingzhou said, propping his chin on his hand: "Since you aren't the Holy Master of Tianyao, what is your name? Can you tell me?"

Ye Tinglan said with a stern face: "Ye Zhuoyu."

Lu Xingzhou finally laughed out loud.

"Didn't you treat me as a spy to deal with the Netherworld Palace? Then isn't that just to catch fish?" As Ye Tinglan spoke, she laughed too, stood up with some difficulty, and looked around.

After all, this was a completely unknown place; she didn't know how many dangers it concealed, nor did she have much heart to argue about other things.

One glance revealed that this was actually a lakeside.

The lake water was clear and cold, full of spiritual energy; the surrounding flowers and grass were fragrant, yet there was no sign of any animals.

It didn't look at all like the layout at the bottom of a glacier.

She naturally turned her head and called out: "Hey, don't just sit there; come look with me and offer some counsel."

Lu Xingzhou stood up, walked to her side to look at the lake water, and suddenly said: "This is the first time you've actively asked me for help."

Ye Tinglan turned her head to look at his profile, her heart stirring slightly.

Yes, he had always been saying not to be so tired, implying that he could help.

But she had never truly considered him one of her own before; how could she possibly shove matters of the sect or matters of the nation into the hands of an outsider for advice?

Yet this time, if he hadn't seen through everything, such a happy outcome for all would have been absolutely impossible. Let alone whether she would have been injured by others' schemes, just considering that so many supreme powers participated in the battle, often resulting in rivers of blood, achieving a result with almost no casualties was entirely due to his immense merit.

Why couldn't she entrust more to him, just like Shen Tang?

This would allow the shoulders that had long supported the world to relax a bit and have someone to rely on.

She turned her head away and continued to look at the lake water.

Hearing her own voice, which seemed to possess a softness never seen before, and a coquettish tone that startled even herself: "So, will you help or not?"

Lu Xingzhou did not answer immediately.

Ye Tinglan stamped her foot, turned around, and walked away: "If you won't help, then forget it; let's just be trapped here forever."

Before she could finish speaking, her hand was grabbed by the man.

Turning her head to look, she saw Lu Xingzhou speaking cautiously: "Don't squeeze me; there's no one else here..."

"Because there's no one else, you can hold my hand?"

"My brain needs a special startup method... Look, the reason I was able to see through their layout just now was because I held your hand."

(End of this chapter)