The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 555: Recue You? He Must Be Seeking Death!

Chapter 555: Recue You? He Must Be Seeking Death!

Ye Qingchi rushed over in a few quick steps, his figure moving swiftly.

The closer he got, the more he could feel the immense power emanating from the glazed bottle.

His breathing became light and slow.

No, it felt like he could barely catch his breath.

Yet, within the glazed bottle was only a small portion of that powerful being’s inner dan and flesh.

He believed it.

He believed in the ruthlessness of the six major sects and that this powerful being had the ability to repair the magical fissures.

Now, he was about to take the glazed bottle to restore that powerful being’s celestial body and set things right!

Just thinking about it excited him.

He gathered his spiritual energy, enough to withstand that powerful force, and slowly reached out to grab the bottle.

But at that moment, a steady sound of footsteps approached from behind him.

Ye Qingchi shivered, cold sweat running down his back.

"Disciple, what are you doing here?"

It was his master’s voice, cold and unfeeling, with a hint of anger.

Ye Qingchi stiffened, and after a moment, slowly turned around.

Qingwu stood at the cave entrance, silver light illuminating his tall figure.

His face was backlit, making it hard to see his expression clearly.

He stood there silently, making Ye Qingchi too fearful to act rashly.

"Master..." Ye Qingchi struggled to find an excuse.

Qingwu glanced at the glowing roots and raised an eyebrow. "You dare to steal the treasure of Jialan Celestial Mountain? Do you know the consequences?"

In the past, such questioning would have made Ye Qingchi kneel down.

But now, after a moment of fear, anger surged within him, and he pointed at the glazed bottle. "Master, did you and others not kill a powerful being a thousand years ago and take her inner dan and flesh to nourish the Spirit Tree?"

Qingwu narrowed his eyes. "Who told you this?"

This matter was deeply hidden.

Only the leaders and elders of the major sects knew of it, and those who had helped reinforce the god-slaying formation had either passed away or been secretly dealt with.

Ye Qingchi was young, clearly someone had intentionally revealed this to him.

"Master, it doesn’t matter how I found out; just tell me if it’s true!" Ye Qingchi pressed.

Qingwu put his hands behind his back, feigning calmness. "Of course, it’s false. We cultivate not only inner dan energy but also our character. How could we commit such a cruel act?"

"Then how do you explain the inner dan and flesh?"

"It was that powerful being who, seeing the Spirit Tree withering, sacrificed herself, allowing us to divide her inner dan and flesh. Only with the Spirit Tree alive can the Immortal World retain its spiritual energy, allowing cultivators to continue their practice," Qingwu explained, his tone sorrowful.

His eyes glimmered with tears as he shook his head gently. "Qingchi, upon hearing this, you should have sought clarification from me first rather than easily being stirred by others. You must understand that while the shattered inner dan has existed for a thousand years, its power remains. If it falls into the hands of those with ill intentions, the consequences would be dire."

His words made Ye Qingchi’s heart waver again, filled with guilt.

He knelt down immediately, saying, "Master, I... I was too foolish and almost got deceived!"

Qingwu stepped closer, his voice gentle.

"You are upright and pure of heart; it’s natural to be used by others. Who is it? Who is trying to sow discord between us?"

His gaze burned into Ye Qingchi.

"It’s..." Ye Qingchi began to respond but suddenly stopped. "Master, since that powerful being volunteered to sacrifice herself, why do you claim it was divine liquid nourishing the Spirit Tree?"

Qingwu’s smile froze slightly. "That’s not something we can easily disclose..."

"Master! Do you really think I’m foolish? You clearly harmed that powerful being! You don’t want the cultivators to know your cruel nature and methods, so you say this!"

Ye Qingchi refused to believe Qingwu’s words any longer.

He stood up, angrily rebuking, "Master, you are the Grand Elder of Jialan Celestial Mountain. How could you do something so disgraceful to the sect?! You are heartless and treacherous! How are you any different from a wicked cultivator?!"

"I act for the sake of the entire Immortal World and for all cultivators!" Qingwu darted forward.

Due to their vast difference in cultivation levels, he easily seized Ye Qingchi by the throat.

He used his spiritual power to restrain Ye Qingchi’s limbs while probing his Golden Core.

"Look at your inner dan; you’ve become a standout among the younger generation thanks to this spiritual energy! Without the Spirit Tree’s energy, how can the Immortal World be called the Immortal World?!" Qingwu said.

Ye Qingchi’s face turned red, struggling to speak. "If I had known... known this, I would rather live a mundane life than cultivate!"

Qingwu gritted his teeth, his expression growing colder.

"I don’t care whether you cultivate or not; tell me who informed you about this! Speak, and I’ll spare your life."

Ye Qingchi stared defiantly at him, forcing out two words: "No way!"

Qingwu was enraged.

How had he ended up with such a disciple!

But it didn’t matter; he had ways to extract Ye Qingchi’s memories.

He made a hand sign with his left hand.

His fingers moved toward Ye Qingchi’s forehead, silver light flashing.

Yet before they could land, a stronger silver light erupted from within Ye Qingchi, deflecting Qingwu’s fingers.

"Protection from memory retrieval has been placed on you." Qingwu’s beard nearly bristled with rage.

And it seemed he couldn’t easily break it.

Someone had indeed made thorough preparations.

Since he couldn’t probe, he saw no reason to spare this rebellious disciple’s life.

With a wave of his sleeve, he took out a Soul-Breaking Awl, saying, "Qingchi, you refuse to repent, so I must end your life."

Ye Qingchi’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He was going to kill him and even shatter his soul--how sinister!

He had trained at Jialan Celestial Mountain for a hundred years, and only now did he see Qingwu’s true colors--he had been blind!

"Fine! If you want to kill me, then do it! I also think... being your disciple is a shame!" Ye Qingchi shouted, closing his eyes.

He was unafraid!

And he would never reveal Yun Yubai’s name!

"I will grant you your wish!" Qingwu’s eyes reddened with fury.

He waved his hand, sending the Soul-Breaking Awl down.

For a cultivator at the Golden Core level, the soul was indeed somewhat resilient.

The Soul-Breaking Awl pierced Ye Qingchi’s soul, and for a moment, it couldn’t tear apart completely.

But Ye Qingchi screamed in pain, his Golden Core beginning to crack!

Qingwu raised his chin, showing no pity or remorse, seemingly delighted by the scream that sounded like beautiful music.

"Traitors meet such a fate."

Just as those words left his mouth, Jialan Celestial Mountain’s formation was hit by a tremendous impact, creating a loud noise and shaking the entire celestial mountain.

The spiritual energy surged faster.

Outside, a fierce wind seemed to be swirling.

Qingwu couldn’t help but laugh, "Is this... a rescue? He must be seeking death!"

Indeed, a figure flew in on a sword, moving so quickly that it was hard to see!