The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 368: Xuan Yue Ancestor is Incredibly Powerful!

Chapter 368: Xuan Yue Ancestor is Incredibly Powerful!

Nanli reluctantly nodded. This time, not only did her fourth brother suffer, but she also had a sleepless night, using numerous teleportation and instant travel talismans, a cost she hadn’t charged Master Zhao for. Now, with the benevolent ancestor offering a Soul Gathering Talisman, she felt like she had taken a huge loss.

Master Zhao’s tears streamed down his face, burning as they fell. Overwhelmed with emotion and guilt, his entire body trembled violently. With a thud, he knelt down, kowtowing heavily three times before bowing his head, "Ninth Princess, your great kindness and virtue, I cannot repay. In the future, should you need anything, Flame Sect will go through fire and water for you!"

With this talisman, his daughter’s journey on the Yellow Springs Road would be much smoother. Seeing their sect leader kneel, the other elders also knelt, loudly declaring, "We are willing to go through fire and water for Ninth Princess without hesitation!"

This grand display didn’t intimidate Nanli. Her expression remained unchanged as she unceremoniously said, "Then take good care of my fourth brother and ensure he returns safely to the mansion."

"Yes, rest assured, Princess!" Master Zhao promised.

Knowing Master Zhao’s integrity, Nanli had no worries since he always kept his word. She used a teleportation talisman to return to the Capital.

Master Zhao’s forehead was a bit swollen. As he got up, he almost stumbled from excitement. A nearby elder supported him, "Sect Leader, take care of yourself. Now that the Young Master is... gone, the entire Flame Sect relies on you."

Master Zhao grunted.

Just as he was about to say something, someone entered from outside.

Chu Yang, who had been enthusiastic and eager to learn earlier, now looked hesitant. "Master Zhao, where is my Sixth Sister?"

Master Zhao replied, "The Ninth Princess has already returned to the Capital. If you need anything, just let us know."

Chu Yang scratched his head, regretting that his memory had only returned from the previous night now. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Then give me a fast horse, I need to return to the Capital."

Master Zhao was puzzled, "Have you already finished reading the books? Or... do you not want to stay at Flame Sect anymore? I understand if you feel uncomfortable. How about I send the books to your mansion? You can return them after you’ve read them."

The other elders wanted to oppose, but since Master Zhao had already offered, they couldn’t contradict him in front of others.

Chu Yang’s emotions surged, strengthening his resolve. "How could I take your sect’s books home? I want to return to my Sixth Sister to ask for a soul-repairing talisman to help Miss Zhao."

Since Zhao Lingfu had fallen for him, he had suffered undeservedly, which naturally made him unhappy. But after learning the truth, she willingly jumped into the abyss to sever their bond, not wanting him to continue accompanying her.

Although he barely remembered his experience on the Yellow Springs Road, he knew that with a weakened soul, one couldn’t even take a step. Some souls burdened with karma cried out in pain, saying their feet felt like they were being scorched by fire, unable to move after just a few steps.

Zhao Lingfu had been implicated by Young Master Zhao, and he didn’t want her to suffer so much in the underworld.

Master Zhao’s eyes reddened again, having already cried multiple times today. Wiping his eyes hastily, he said, "Thank you, Young Master Chu. However, the Ninth Princess just gave us a Soul Gathering Talisman to help my daughter. You don’t need to make the trip."

Chu Yang immediately rejoiced, "Did Sixth Sister give it? That’s wonderful!"

He had been worried about how to bring it up.

Master Zhao was deeply moved that Chu Yang, despite his ordeal, still spoke up for his daughter. An idea quickly formed in his mind. "Young Master Chu, you have an extraordinary physique, truly a martial arts prodigy. My Flame Sect has a unique technique, the Fire Cloud Spell. Would you be interested in learning it?"

The Fire Cloud Spell?!

Chu Yang couldn’t believe his ears. The Flame Sect had established its reputation with the Fire Cloud Spell, solidifying its foundation and gaining worldwide recognition under Master Zhao. People in the martial world revered the Flame Sect, avoiding conflicts with its members because of this technique.

However, the Fire Cloud Spell was traditionally passed only to the Zhao clan descendants, not even the elders had the privilege to learn it.

The elders’ faces changed upon hearing this. "Sect Leader! This can’t be allowed!"

If the unique technique were to be shared outside the sect, it would have huge repercussions for the Flame Sect!

Chu Yang also found it inappropriate, bowing respectfully, "Thank you, Master Zhao, but the Fire Cloud Spell is a Zhao family secret. How could it be taught to me?"

As he said this, his heart ached.

"My family’s technique, I can teach it to whomever I please." Master Zhao’s words silenced the elders. He then looked kindly at Chu Yang, "No need to be modest, Young Master Chu. For the great kindness and virtue you and the Ninth Princess have shown, I must repay you in this way. If you refuse, it would be like looking down on the Fire Cloud Spell and not wanting to waste your time and effort learning it."

"How could that be! I’d love to start learning immediately!" Chu Yang shouted, fearing Master Zhao might misunderstand.

Master Zhao nodded in satisfaction, "It would be my honor if Young Master Chu is willing to learn."

He instructed a disciple to take Chu Yang to his practice room while he went to burn the Soul Gathering Talisman for his daughter.

Chu Yang also wanted to burn some paper money for Zhao Lingfu.

Master Zhao’s emotions surged again. With his son gone, he had no heir. Passing the technique to Chu Yang was both a gesture of gratitude and a way to ensure that if Flame Sect faced trouble after his death, Chu Yang might come to its aid, considering the favor.

At this moment, Nanli was unaware that the Soul Gathering Talisman given by Xuan Yue’s ancestor would lead to the rise of a multi-talented cultivator in this world of thin spiritual energy. This cultivator would eventually help her overthrow the immortal realm, killing many hypocritical cultivators.

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The secret guards delivered the fake Chu Yang back to the mansion, plunging the entire household into mourning.

The women of the household were the first to break into tears, and Madam Liang fainted multiple times.

Chu Ye took charge of the situation, starting to arrange the funeral.

Even Chu Shuo, a grown man, cried uncontrollably, instructing the servants through sobs, "Go to the coffin shop in the east of the city; only there can we find coffins made of golden nanmu wood."

The servant was shocked and tried to persuade, "Second Young Master, a coffin made of golden nanmu wood costs at least thirty thousand taels of silver."

"Fourth Brother died young. What’s wrong with giving him the best coffin?" Chu Shuo wiped his tears, "The coffin must be the largest to fit the burial items."

He planned to carefully select items from the storeroom to ensure Fourth Brother wouldn’t be mocked in the underworld for being too poor.

Seeing the servant still standing there, he angrily urged, "Hurry up and take the silver notes!"

The servant had no choice but to get the silver notes.

The two secret guards were stunned, knowing that Second Young Master Chu was wealthy but not realizing he was this wealthy!