Protect Our Patriarch
Book 5: Chapter 115: My disciple's fortune reaches the heavens

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At the same time that Emperor Longchang was filled with unresolved resentment and sent Wang Shouzhe to the outer region battlefield as a form of "retaliation," in the Northern Zhou, in Muxian City, at the King of Wei's Mansion.

The King of Wei's Mansion was located in the western part of Muxian City, a massive complex with an ancient and majestic appearance. The entire complex was surrounded by tall walls, making it look almost like a small city from the outside.

The night had deepened, yet the study deep within the King of Wei's Mansion was still brightly lit.

After the recent incident at the Seeking Phoenix Tower, the reputation of the King of Wei's Mansion had plummeted. Not only was their reputation damaged due to the private use of banned drugs, but even the most promising young member of the clan, Wei Donglai, had been defeated by Young Master Shouye of the Wang's Clan, marking the lowest point in their prestige in years.

Although the King of Wei's Mansion was large and influential, with many elders holding high positions in the court, they were not fundamentally shaken by this. However, the momentum they had painstakingly built up was completely dissipated. From now on, it would be difficult for Wei Donglai to marry Princess Luojia.

At this moment, Wei Bo Yu, the King of Wei, sat behind his desk, pinching his brow with a troubled expression on his face.

Wei Donglai stood by his side, equally troubled by the recent events.

"Ancestor, we cannot let Wang Shouye live," Wei Donglai said, recalling the incident with lingering anger, his face cold and murderous. "Why not let me take a few Divine Realm uncles and elders to ambush and kill him outside the Seeking Phoenix Tower? I refuse to believe he never walks alone!"

Wei Bo Yu glanced at him, his face suddenly turning cold. "Fool!"

"Ancestor, I..." Wei Donglai was startled and quickly tried to plead.

But Wei Bo Yu gave him no chance to speak, saying coldly, "Do you know the background of that True Lord of the Mysterious Pill?"

"This..." Wei Donglai hesitated, puzzled. "Isn't he just a Void True Lord from tens of thousands of years ago? Even if he left a legacy, Ancestor, you are also a Void True Lord. Why fear him?"

Wei Bo Yu was almost infuriated to death by him. "The True Lord of the Mysterious Pill was the consort of the Guangming Immortal Emperor, the third-generation Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty. The current royal family members of the Immortal Dynasty all have to call him ancestor! Since Wang Shouye is a descendant of the True Lord of the Mysterious Pill, he is likely connected to the Yun's Clan of the Immortal Dynasty. Otherwise, how could a mere fifth-grade small clan in the Great Qian cultivate a Peerless Prodigy?"

"This person might be a secretly cultivated alchemist by the Yun's Clan, with high hopes placed on him. If you kill him, you would be opposing the royal family of the Immortal Dynasty! At that time, not only you, but even our Wei Mansion might be doomed! Even our main branch, the Jing'an Wei Clan, wouldn't be able to protect us!"

From a logical standpoint, Wei Bo Yu's speculation was indeed the most reasonable.

Unfortunately, the Wang's Clan was an anomaly among the clans, and this seemingly reasonable speculation was, at best, unrelated to the actual situation.

Yet, from the result, he had subtly guessed the correct answer.

Upon hearing this, Wei Donglai broke out in a cold sweat. "I understand. I will instruct the clan members to behave and not provoke Wang Shouye for the time being."

Only then did Wei Bo Yu's expression soften, and he nodded slightly. "At least you're not completely foolish. However, merely not provoking him is not enough. Recently, prepare a gift and personally deliver it to the Seeking Phoenix Tower to thank him for his guidance."

Wei Donglai's expression changed slightly. "Ancestor, this..."

As the acknowledged "Little Prince" of the King of Wei's Mansion, he was used to being proud and aloof. Even when facing the beloved Princess Luojia, he was reluctant to lower himself. Now, being asked to bow to a wild boy from East Qian, how could he be willing?

However, seeing Wei Bo Yu's expression and thinking of Wang Shouye's possible backing, he ultimately dared not refute and grudgingly agreed.

For now, he would endure this humiliation. When the time was right, he would repay today's shame a hundredfold!

Wei Bo Yu, having lived for thousands of years and seen countless people, understood Wei Donglai's nature all too well. Just by looking at his expression, he could guess what the boy was thinking.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Compared to Princess Luojia, his own child still lacked some depth and patience. While he was good at handling tasks, he was ultimately not suitable to lead the family.

If they could marry Princess Luojia into the Wei Mansion, the couple would complement each other well. With Princess Luojia's royal bloodline mediating, even the old emperor would have to be cautious, and the Wei Mansion's future would be secure. But now, his plans were disrupted, and the future of the Wei Clan seemed...

Forget it~ Let's take it one step at a time~

Since the plan had failed, the Wei Clan would lie low for a while, waiting for the right opportunity.

He waved his hand wearily. "I'm a bit tired. You may go~ Don't forget what I've instructed you."

"Yes, Ancestor."

Seeing this, Wei Donglai, though he still had things to say, dared not speak further and slowly bowed out.

While the King of Wei's Mansion temporarily laid low, on the other side, Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu were once again in the spotlight.

Originally, with their outstanding performance at the Seeking Phoenix Tower and the personas and images they had crafted, along with the advantage of still being single, they had gained quite a bit of fame. Subsequently, they were often invited to gatherings of the young ladies from the noble families in Muxian City.

This was a very normal development.

Even Wang Shouye thought they were trying to find suitable wives to contribute to the family's prosperity, so he encouraged them to attend such gatherings.

However...

Now, the entire Muxian City was swept up in a craze for women's products, from the [Ice Skin Snow Moisturizing Cream] to [Silky Soft Cleanser], and even [Red Luan Purple Phoenix Pill] and [Butterfly Hundred Flower Fragrance], all classic products of the Wang's Clan, gradually became popular.

Initially, they were widely circulated among the young ladies of the noble families, then influenced their female elders, and eventually spread from the major families to the medium and small families, starting from Muxian City and expanding to other commanderies.

Gradually, it seemed to be sweeping across the entire Northern Zhou.

When the East Qian delegation arrived in grand fashion, they naturally brought many popular products from the Great Qian, most of which were produced by the Wang's Clan-related groups.

With the two of them promoting the products, they naturally made a fortune, and the goods brought by the ship sold out quickly, forcing them to request more shipments from the Great Qian.

Seeing this situation, Wang Shouye couldn't help but twitch his mouth, feeling quite exasperated.

In such a favorable situation, instead of seizing the opportunity to find love and choose wives, they chose to promote products.

The young members of the family nowadays really didn't prioritize marriage and having children as important tasks!

Back in the day, both he and his fourth brother married early and contributed significantly to the family's growth. Unlike the young people now, who were increasingly unreliable!

Feeling frustrated, Wang Shouye's expression remained somewhat gloomy as he met with Princess Luojia for tea and conversation, pondering how to change this situation.

"Young Master Shouye, there's no need to worry too much," Princess Luojia said with a smile, trying to comfort him after learning of his concerns. "Anyuan and Ningyu are still young, and it's normal for them to be more playful. Besides, they're doing quite well in promoting products, not only creating a new business trend but also adding vitality to Muxian City."

To be honest, Princess Luojia thought it was normal for great prodigies like Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu to marry later. In contrast, it was Wang Shouye's early marriage that frustrated her.

Young Master Shouye, you're a talented and outstanding individual, not even two hundred years old yet. Why marry so early?

"That's not acceptable," Wang Shouye said seriously. "My fourth brother always said that our Wang's Clan has a thin population. If no one is willing to marry or take a wife, when will the Wang's Clan prosper? No, I have to think of a way to knock some sense into them."

Fourth brother! Again with the fourth brother!

Princess Luojia's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, she was fuming.

Who exactly is this fourth brother? Why doesn't he care about the important matters at home and instead focuses on others getting married and having children? If it weren't for him, Young Master Shouye might have...

As they were talking, a guard came in to report, "Bad news, Young Master Anyuan and Young Master Ningyu have been beaten."

Wang Shouye's eyes sharpened, suppressing his anger as he asked, "Who did it? Could it be that the younger generation of the King of Wei's Mansion suffered a loss and brought their elders to seek revenge?"

Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu were both great prodigies with B-grade bloodlines. While not invincible among their peers, they weren't easily defeated by just anyone.

Despite his dissatisfaction with them, Wang Shouye was fiercely protective. If the King of Wei's Mansion dared to break the rules and bully the young, the Wang's Clan would not let it slide.

"It wasn't the King of Wei's Mansion," the guard replied, his expression somewhat strange. "It was said to be a group of noble young ladies who did it."

"Beaten by noble young ladies?"

Wang Shouye was taken aback, feeling puzzled.

Weren't Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu quite popular among the noble young ladies? How could they have been beaten? Could it be that these two had done something unethical behind his back?

Wang Shouye's expression gradually darkened, and he said coldly, "Bring those two here."

"Yes, Young Master Shouye."

The guard obeyed and left.

In no time, the two young men, Anyuan and Ningyu, entered timidly, bowing and greeting Wang Shouye and Ji Lingxiao, "Greetings, Seventh Grandfather, greetings, Princess Luojia."

Though they tried to hide it, they couldn't conceal the bruises on their faces.

"What on earth did you two do to get beaten by a group of noble young ladies? Did you violate the law and disregard the rules of our Wang's Clan?" Wang Shouye scolded angrily.

"Seventh Grandfather, we're innocent," Anyuan and Ningyu protested in unison. "We were just promoting products, earning a little commission, making some pocket money. Everything was going well until we introduced a new product, and then we were suddenly attacked! Ouch, those young ladies hit really hard."

"What new product were you selling to get beaten like this?" Princess Luojia asked, curious.

"Just some regular products, like exquisite clothing, such as short skirts, black and white stockings, and shapewear," the two bruised young men replied, still feeling wronged.

Short skirts? Shapewear?

Princess Luojia's expression changed, and she looked at the two with a strange gaze.

Short skirts and shapewear were understandable, but what were black and white stockings?

Upon hearing her question, Wang Anyuan dutifully took out a beautifully illustrated book and presented it, saying, "Your Highness, the legs of the beauties in this book are wearing black and white stockings. How about it, do you like it? If you do, I can give you a few sets for free."

Princess Luojia glanced at the book and was immediately shocked by the images. Even with her good composure, she almost wanted to beat the young man on the spot.

The images of the women in the book were simply too indecent.

This, this, this! It's utterly shameless, it's downright lewd!

Her face flushed, her heart pounded, and she wished she could go back in time and stop herself from asking that question!

"Ridiculous!" Wang Shouye's face turned stern. "Did you two have your brains squeezed by a door? These black and white stockings are only somewhat popular in our Changning region because of my fourth brother's preference, which gradually became a trend."

"In Muxian City, where people dress more conservatively, it's no wonder you got beaten for selling such things."

Wang Shouye didn't blame them too much.

After all, they were just over a hundred years old. Since they were born, the Changning region had been the fashion capital of the Great Qian. Such attire was common among high-income women in the workplace.

They were used to it and naturally didn't think much of it.

But what was common in the Changning Garrison didn't mean it would be readily accepted in the Northern Zhou.

"I understand now!" Wang Anyuan's eyes lit up. "The Northern Zhou hasn't formed this fashion trend yet because it lacks a major figure to lead it!"

With that, he turned his gaze to Princess Luojia, rubbing his hands together. "Hehe~ I've heard that Princess Luojia is highly esteemed among the people. If you would be willing to be our image ambassador and help us promote, we would be willing to give you a thirty percent share. This is an enormous untapped market with huge profit potential. Please consider it, Your Highness."

Princess Luojia's face turned dark, and she turned away, unwilling to speak.

For a moment, she even admired her own self-control. It was getting better and better, as she didn't throw these two out.

"In fact, Your Highness, you may not know," Wang Ningyu's eyes twinkled as he suddenly chuckled, "our Seventh Grandfather actually likes this style too. Last time I visited his alchemy headquarters, tsk tsk, the scene was indescribable."

"Shut up!"

Wang Shouye's face turned black.

"Is that so?" Princess Luojia glanced at Wang Shouye, her expression skeptical.

"Ahem~ It's just that a few female colleagues like to wear it," Wang Shouye explained awkwardly. "It's their style, and I can't interfere too much."

With that, he waved his hand repeatedly, starting to shoo them away. "You two, if there's nothing else, get out. The princess and I need to discuss trade matters between the two countries."

"Yes, yes, we're leaving."

Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu immediately bowed and retreated.

But halfway out, Wang Anyuan suddenly turned back, looking suspiciously at Wang Shouye. "Seventh Grandfather, aren't you usually uninterested in politics? Shouldn't you leave the boring task of discussing national policies to Prince Shengjun?"

"When I tell you to leave, you leave. Why so much nonsense?" Wang Shouye's face had darkened to the point of dripping water. "Trade between the two countries can bring great benefits to our Wang's Clan. As an elder, even if I'm lazy about national politics, I have to think of our Wang's Clan."

"Seventh Grandfather is dedicated to the family, we are impressed."

The two young men feigned admiration as they retreated, their eyes darting around, clearly not believing him.

Just as they stepped out, Princess Luojia's voice transmitted to Wang Ningyu's ear, "Ningyu, send a few of those items to my residence later. Don't misunderstand, I'm just researching East Qian's fashion."

Hearing this, Wang Ningyu glanced at Wang Anyuan, and the two shared a knowing smile.

After the two young men left, Princess Luojia said seriously, "Young Master Shouye, let's continue discussing the specific matters of commercial cooperation between the two countries."

"I just used that as an excuse to get rid of those two..." Wang Shouye, who disliked politics, tried to evade. "Why don't you discuss it with Prince Shengjun instead?"

"Young Master!" Princess Luojia looked at him with a half-smile. "You did say you had to think of the Wang's Clan."

"Alright... fine," Wang Shouye reluctantly agreed.

"Please take it seriously, Young Master Shouye. National affairs are no small matter," Princess Luojia sternly criticized. "As a princess of the Northern Zhou, I will strive to secure benefits for the Northern Zhou."

"Your Highness is right."

Hearing this, Wang Shouye composed himself and gradually became serious.

Whether for the Great Qian or the Wang's Clan, commercial cooperation between the two sides was of great importance.

Unexpectedly, the discussion lasted for several days and nights before they finally drafted a preliminary cooperation plan.

Once Princess Luojia left, Wang Shouye almost collapsed into his chair.

It was exhausting, far more tiring than refining a furnace of treasure pills. He would rather go back and refine ten furnaces of pills than participate in such negotiations again.

Fortunately, the effort paid off in the end.

This comprehensive commercial cooperation plan with the Northern Zhou would greatly benefit the Great Qian, the Northern Zhou royal family, and the Wang's Clan. As long as it proceeded smoothly, all three parties would benefit.

And benefits often serve as the greatest "emotional bond."

Of course, appropriate marriages are also one of the bonds between allies.

It's time to find wives for Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu.

……

At the same time.

Beyond the extreme west, less than a hundred thousand miles northwest of the Yinsha Sect, lay a vast ocean known as the "Wuwang Sea."

The Wuwang Sea bordered the Demon Dynasty to the north, the Southern Qin to the east, and the vast Rakshasa Ocean to the southwest. In some sense, it served as a buffer zone between the Yinsha Sect and the Red Moon Demon Dynasty.

The sea was dotted with islands, frequent storms, and a complex and ever-changing climate, making it a favorite hiding place for pirates and fugitives.

As a result, relics often appeared in this sea area.

Recently, a relic had surfaced in the [Heavenly Reef Archipelago] in the southern part of the Wuwang Sea. Demonic cultivators flocked to the relic, either to seize the treasures that emerged or to fish in troubled waters, hoping to profit from the chaos, creating a chaotic scene.

On the island where the relic was located, there was a hidden valley.

In a concealed cave in the heart of the valley, several demonic cultivators dressed in black leather armor and masked were quickly cleaning up the battlefield.

At their feet lay two disheveled corpses, blood spreading beneath them, filling the cave with a thick stench of blood.

The demonic cultivators swiftly collected the spirit herbs used as bait and began searching the corpses for treasures, storage rings, and other key spoils.

"Hurry up!"

"These two aren't lone cultivators; they have companions nearby. Once their deaths are discovered, their companions won't spare us!"

"We must leave quickly!"

In just a few dozen breaths, the demonic cultivators had gathered the spoils, erased their traces, and hurriedly left the cave, heading towards a pre-arranged hiding place.

However.

They had barely flown out when a loud, piercing phoenix cry echoed across the sky.

The demonic cultivators shuddered, instantly jolted.

"Damn it! How did they arrive so quickly?!"

The leader of the demonic cultivators' face changed drastically. He immediately took out a jade talisman and crushed it, enveloping the group in a green whirlwind, instantly increasing their speed. In the blink of an eye, they had surged forward several dozen meters.

Moreover, their speed continued to increase.

However.

Just as they felt slightly relieved.

A sharp sword intent descended from the sky, carrying a chilling coldness.

The coldness was overwhelmingly domineering.

Wherever the sword intent passed, everything was permeated with this bone-chilling cold, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

The trees around them, the grass on the ground, and even their own bodies were instantly covered with a layer of dull gray frost.

Amidst the vast cold, there was a terrifying aura of death, making it feel as if even their blood was about to freeze.

It was like being in an icy hell.

Sharp and deadly!

Despair filled the eyes of the demonic cultivators.

It's over! There's no escape!

Almost as they thought this, an ice crystal sword, enveloped in boundless cold, descended from the sky, arriving behind them in the blink of an eye.

Then the sword intent split, dividing into five, each targeting one of the five demonic cultivators.

The figures of the five demonic cultivators suddenly froze.

In an instant.

A large burst of blood-red ice flowers erupted from their chests.

The piercing sword intent passed through their chests, and under its influence, a layer of ice crystals formed on their bodies, their skin turning gray and dull. In almost an instant, they were frozen into lifeless ice sculptures.

The cold wind howled, and the life force of the five demonic cultivators quickly dissipated. In just two or three breaths, they became lifeless corpses, falling to the ground.

Only then did the sword intent that filled the sky gradually begin to dissipate.

Amidst the swirling snow, a female cultivator with a cold demeanor descended gracefully, landing beside the five corpses.

She wore a long ice-white dress, her face covered with a veil, her figure elegant and ethereal like an immortal.

A massive ice phoenix phantom spread out behind her, exuding a majestic aura, making her seem like a goddess emerging from a snowy mountain, inspiring awe.

Especially her clear and cold eyes, like stars in the sky, exuded a chilling coldness against the backdrop of the blood-stained ice on the ground.

If Wang Shouzhe were here, he would immediately recognize that this female cultivator was Ancestor Long Yan.

After discovering that Wang Long Yan's bloodline aptitude had reached the peak of the great prodigy B-grade, the Yinsha Demon Lord had already passed on the [Yinsha Compendium] to her, and Wang Long Yan's bloodline aptitude had been elevated to the mid-stage of the great prodigy A-grade through the baptism of the compendium's accumulated essence of heaven and earth.

Such aptitude was rare even within the entire human race camp.

The Yinsha Demon Lord valued her more and more, gradually entrusting some of the Yinsha Sect's affairs to her over the years.

Over time, Ancestor Long Yan began to make her mark, not only solidifying her position within the Yinsha Sect but also gaining a formidable reputation in the Western Jin and Southern Qin.

Her name as the Yinsha Saintess gradually spread.

After Ancestor Long Yan landed, other cultivators flew over from the sky, landing beside her.

These were disciples of the Yinsha Sect who had accompanied her to explore the relic.

"Her Highness the Saintess is indeed formidable, easily avenging the two junior disciples," said a blue-clad cultivator, saluting the female cultivator with admiration on his face.

"Of course! You should see who made the move," said a female cultivator beside him, proudly raising her chin, her face full of pride. "With Her Highness the Saintess personally taking action, how could the enemy escape? It's just a pity for those two junior disciples; we were ultimately a step too late."

"Judging by their attire and cultivation techniques, they should be from the Wufan Tower," said another cultivator, examining the five corpses and quickly identifying the origins of these demonic cultivators. "This organization specializes in robbery and plundering. They probably came here to fish in troubled waters, taking advantage of the relic's appearance to slaughter a few fat sheep."

"If it weren't for Her Highness the Saintess, who knows how many unlucky souls would have fallen into their hands."

While they chatted casually, a handsome white-clad young man remained silent, staring at Ancestor Long Yan with eyes full of shock and admiration.

So strong!

Although he had heard that the newly appointed Saintess of the sect was extraordinarily powerful, with her [Ice Sword Intent] being unrivaled, he had always been skeptical, thinking it was just flattery to please the sect master and his heir.

Until today.

Seeing her in action, he realized how narrow-minded his thoughts had been and how formidable the Saintess truly was.

That sword just now, let alone these demonic cultivators who lived by plundering, even if he were to face it, he wouldn't last long.

Within the Purple Mansion Realm, she was probably truly unmatched.

However, despite the admiration of those around her, Wang Long Yan herself had no such thoughts. She had merely casually dispatched a sword to eliminate the demonic cultivators who ambushed and killed the Yinsha Sect disciples.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, she sheathed her sword and casually asked, "Have the remains of the two disciples been collected?"

"Reporting to Her Highness the Saintess, they have been collected," the female cultivator who had spoken earlier replied respectfully.

"In that case, our mission here is complete," Wang Long Yan instructed calmly. "Pack up and prepare to return to the sect."

"Yes, Her Highness the Saintess."

The group quickly cleaned up the scene, destroyed the bodies, retrieved the belongings of the Yinsha Sect disciples, as well as the items from the five demonic cultivators, and then, led by Wang Long Yan, left the relic and boarded the Yinsha Sect's large ship waiting outside.

On the return journey, Wang Long Yan stood at the bow of the ship, gazing into the distance, her thoughts drifting away.

In the blink of an eye, she had been in the Yinsha Sect for decades.

During these decades, although she had returned to the Wang's Clan a few times under the guise of training, she ultimately came and went in a hurry, unable to stay for long.

Many of the younger members of the Wang's Clan born in recent years hadn't even seen her face, and even if they met her on the street, they might not recognize her.

She didn't know how much longer such days would last...

……

Some time later.

In the main hall of the Yinsha Sect in the "extreme west."

Qi Hongzhao, the sect master of the Yinsha Sect known as the [Yinsha Demon Lord], sat on the sect master's throne.Under the lights, he stood in white robes, exuding elegance and charm. Even in his middle age, his looks had not diminished in the slightest; instead, they carried an indescribable allure.

At this moment, his dignified face was filled with joy, and his eyes revealed a hint of undisguised pride.

"Futu," Qi Hongzhao addressed his disciple standing below the steps, "how are things going with the Blood Child Demon Lord recently?"

Yin Futu stepped forward and bowed, "Reporting to Master, the Blood Child Demon Lord is still overseeing the construction of the Kunwu Giant Ship and personally training the elite troops drafted from Southern Qin and Western Jin to adapt them to naval warfare. However, the construction of the Kunwu Giant Ship is quite challenging and cannot be completed in a short time."

"Moreover, the Emperors of Southern Qin and Western Jin, especially Emperor Yuanyou, have repeatedly complained to me about the excessive consumption of resources by the Blood Child Demon Lord's plans, which has strained the financial and material resources of both nations, leaving the people in hardship."

"Hmph! The Blood Child Demon Lord is ambitious yet lacks foresight, with a violent temperament, but he cannot be offended. Futu, you must deal with him diplomatically and avoid getting too entangled," Qi Hongzhao instructed shrewdly. "If he succeeds, we wouldn't mind adding to the celebration and securing more benefits. But if he fails again, our Yinsha Sect must have a plan to withdraw in time."

"Yes, Master, I understand," Yin Futu replied, bowing.

"Futu, I have passed the legacy of the sacred tome to your junior sister Ruobing. Do you harbor any resentment in your heart?"

Suddenly, Qi Hongzhao changed the subject.

"This..." Yin Futu's expression shifted slightly, and he quickly said, "To say I have no opinions would be impossible. However, I know my own aptitude is average, and having reached the Divine Realm, my hope of inheriting the tome was already slim. Junior Sister Ruobing is exceptionally gifted and can maximize the tome's potential... But Master, by giving the tome to her in advance, won't your own cultivation path be delayed?"

"Enough, enough. I know that although your bloodline and aptitude are ordinary, you are loyal and devoted," Qi Hongzhao's eyes flashed with a glimmer. "For so many years, I have struggled to break through to the mid-Void Realm and have become somewhat disheartened."

"Ruobing's emergence is the best opportunity for our Yinsha Sect to make a comeback at the True Demon Hall. You must support your junior sister Ruobing well. Once she inherits the True Demon Sutra, you may have a chance to reach the Void Realm in the future."

"Yes, Master," Yin Futu replied.

As the master and disciple were speaking, a disciple suddenly entered to report, "Master, the Saintess is outside requesting an audience."

"Has Ruobing completed her mission and returned?" Qi Hongzhao's face lit up with joy, and he quickly said, "Hurry, invite the Saintess in."

Before long, Wang Long Yan, under the alias "Wang Ruobing," gracefully entered the hall.

However, she was not alone. Behind her followed a mature and beautiful woman with an elegant demeanor and extraordinary presence.

This woman wore a blue dress, and the light in the hall seemed to cast a halo around her, exuding an air of nobility and grace.

Upon seeing Qi Hongzhao, Wang Long Yan stepped forward and bowed, her voice cool and clear, "Ruobing greets Master."

"My dear disciple Ruobing, no need for formalities," Qi Hongzhao said with a beaming smile, offering a supportive gesture before turning his gaze to the beautiful woman beside her, slightly puzzled, "Ruobing, who is this esteemed guest you have brought?"

Qi Hongzhao, with his keen perception, could tell at a glance that this woman was extraordinary, even though her aura was completely restrained, and she gave him a faint sense of pressure.

"Reporting to Master, this is Sister Qinghuang," "Wang Ruobing" introduced. "Ten years ago, while traveling, I encountered Sister Qinghuang, who was injured, and I found a way to save her. This time, she has come to visit me."

"The Qinghuang Demon Emperor!?"

Qi Hongzhao gasped and quickly descended from the sect master's throne, bowing, "Is this esteemed guest the Qinghuang Demon Emperor of the Myriad Demon Nation?"

"Qinghuang greets the Demon Lord," the Qinghuang Demon Emperor replied calmly, returning the salute. "Previously, due to personal reasons, I was on the brink of death, and it was thanks to Ruobing's rescue that I survived. I have returned this time to repay Ruobing."

Qi Hongzhao was taken aback; it was indeed the Qinghuang Demon Emperor. He had heard that she was a pure-blooded Qinghuang, her strength having reached the peak of the initial stage of the Void Realm, comparable to his own.

Faced with such a demon emperor, he naturally responded courteously, "Demon Emperor, you are too kind. Since you are connected with Ruobing, you are connected with our Yinsha Sect. As for repaying, there's no need to mention it."

Meanwhile, Qi Hongzhao was inwardly ecstatic.

Ruobing truly has extraordinary fortune, casually saving a demon emperor. Demons are known for their 'straightforward nature,' and as her master, he should certainly help Ruobing win over the Qinghuang Demon Emperor, doing everything possible to make her one of their own, thereby strengthening Ruobing's powerful support.

The rise of our Yinsha Sect is just around the corner~~

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