Chapter 277: I Play Myself

Because the disciple wishes to continue investigating the Ice Demon matter, she does not wish to remove the Ice Prison Sect, a force possessing abundant experience and strength.

Otherwise, the disciple, a person with a cold heart and cold emotions, would not show mercy to demonic cultivators, especially a group of demonic cultivators who originally intended to use her to fill the array core...

In a certain sense, the disciple's cold heart and cold emotions can also be called demonic nature, or, to put it more pleasantly, divine nature?

If she is truly connected to the Ice Origin, this would make even more sense.

Another worry has suddenly appeared... how can none of the matters around me be worry-free? The most worry-free little man is day by day thinking of riding his master and scorning the ancestor.

Glancing at the little man, Lu Xingzhou was also stroking his chin and sizing up Miss Qingli. Sensing Ye Tinglan's gaze, he said, "If Qingli wants to try, then let her try. It's no big deal."

Ye Tinglan asked, "Is there really no problem?"

"Hmm, actually, you just have a natural resistance and distrust towards the demonic path, always feeling they are uncontrollable and prone to backlash... but demonic cultivators are people, not demons. They have aspirations and weaknesses. Once understood, they are actually easier to control and utilize than ordinary people. Qingli won't do it, but I can help. This matter should indeed be kept under our own control, and I support Qingli's idea."

Ye Tinglan sighed, "How many clones can you split into to do so many things?"

"I don't have that many things to do. Once the trial here is completed, I should return to the Pill Academy to continue my studies. If I can break through to third grade, then I can even maintain real-time contact, which will be much simpler."

Ye Tinglan nodded; she still chose to trust the little man's judgment, so she said, "In that case, Qingli should first return to the Heavenly Yao Holy Land. First, to create the appearance of being dragged back to her sect, and second, you need to enter seclusion to properly digest the resonance effect on your soul and spirit caused by what you just saw."

Speaking here, her tone turned sharp: "Look at your current state of being distracted! If you encounter an enemy, do you still have your Sword Heart!"

Du Gu Qingli shivered all over and bowed, saying, "Yes."

Ye Tinglan felt somewhat reluctant in her heart, knowing that whoever it was, if they learned they were "one body" with a demon, their mind would not be able to settle. Qingli maintaining a calm demeanor on the surface was already quite good; after all, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl.

She sighed, "I know this matter has a huge impact on you, but please rest assured. Know that so many people care about you; you are not alone."

Du Gu Qingli slightly steadied her spirit, looked at her master, then looked deeply at Lu Xingzhou once more, saying, "I understand. Just now, seeing the Eye of the Ice Demon did indeed have a certain adverse effect on my heart and mind. I will return to seclusion immediately."

Having spoken, she did not dwell on it, but departed very decisively and cleanly by riding her sword.

Lu Xingzhou watched her figure leave, still frowning and deep in thought.

Ye Tinglan asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I have been thinking about why they didn't directly kill Qingli to seize the Origin, but instead knelt and submitted. If this matter is not figured out, there will be misjudgments later."

"Because in their hearts, Qingli is not necessarily human."

"Hmm?"

"Humans cannot become a Primordial Ice Spirit on their own... they wouldn't even think of becoming such a ruler themselves, so they can only place their hopes in worshipping a certain deity. It is not just the demonic path; many races are like this. What they seek is merely a bestowal."

"Their vision is too low."

"Low? But they are unreserved in their ideals; turning the world into an Ice Purgatory is their pursuit." Ye Tinglan said somewhat wearily, "Among the hundred races and ten thousand paths in the world, humans, demons, demons, and various living beings... their pursuits differ greatly. It is hard for you and me to step into the minds of everyone."

Lu Xingzhou reached out to stroke her brow, saying, "You are brooding again."

Ye Tinglan rolled her eyes at him, "How can I not worry? This could affect Qingli's entire life. What if, what if she really becomes the Ice Lord..."

"At least this matter has not yet reached the point of exploding completely." Lu Xingzhou gently embraced her, "Have you ever thought that many things are just worries you have prepaid?"

"Ah?"

"The reason you are worried now is because Qingli is still young, and her cultivation is only third grade. What if she reaches first grade, or surpasses the grade, stands alone, or is even stronger than you? Will you still need to worry for her?"

Ye Tinglan said, "That is true, but how can a master not worry..."

Lu Xingzhou whispered in her ear, "Hey, you are her junior uncle."

Ye Tinglan stubbornly said, "Can't a junior uncle worry about his junior niece?"

Lu Xingzhou said, "You must believe that Qingli's talent is unparalleled. Now, third grade is not a good time to touch this matter. When she reaches first grade, it might even be her opportunity to surpass the grade. If you are worried, the right way is to find a way to let her break through to first grade quickly."

Ye Tinglan leaned on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "You are right."

"Furthermore, even if she is the Ice Lord, I think you had similar premonitions long ago. You also told me that her thoughts and education were instilled by you. Even if she becomes the Ice Lord, she will still be the cute Qingli. Your worry is merely fearing that the demonic nature will cover Qingli's original nature. This means you should focus on improving the strength of her soul and spirit; that is the essence, and everything else is trivial."

Ye Tinglan thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Although I know you are just comforting me... but with your left sentence and right sentence, it seems I really am not so worried anymore."

Lu Xingzhou whispered in her ear, "By then, it should be her worrying for you. Alas, Master is so old and still has no man to care for her."

Ye Tinglan "puchi" laughed out loud, "You are so talkative. Don't I have a man to care for me?"

"Hmm, you do, but her master doesn't."

Ye Tinglan bit her lower lip and said in a coquettish voice, "Then now, you care for her master."

Everyone had agreed before setting out that now she would "play" the role of the Heavenly Yao Holy Master to accompany her little lover. Ye Tinglan was quite willing to do this "acting"; she didn't want to use the Holy Master identity to be with her little lover on the surface, but couldn't she satisfy both sides' feelings in private?

No matter when, Lu Xingzhou always provided the best emotional value, including the comfort just now. Even though she knew it was just comfort, that was all she needed. Before meeting Lu Xingzhou, the Holy Master was always full of worries; after meeting Lu Xingzhou, she really rarely was like that anymore.

Sometimes she also wondered if a flatterer is always needed by a monarch's side, perhaps for this very reason.

Lu Xingzhou reached out and lifted her veil, revealing her charming red lips. Her eyes were full of water, entirely filled with seduction.

At a certain moment before, she wondered if she would once again be that aloof and high-and-mighty figure, but facts proved that holding the high-and-mighty one in her arms, watching her change from majesty to seduction, was the most soul-destroying psychological experience for a man.

Especially just after suppressing the whole field, turning her head to lean in his arms within his carriage, allowing the veil to be lifted, just like a new bride on her wedding night, shy and timid, waiting for her groom to lift the red veil.