Chapter 162
âYang Chen, what do you think?â The beautiful woman in a moon-colored robe looked at Yang Chen, her voice gentle and charming.
Yang Chen immediately responded in a deep tone: âMaster, this disciple believes that this seniorâs words make sense! You also mentioned earlier that there are ten candidates for the position of Holy Maiden, all of whom are likely on par with you, Master! If Master goes alone, this disciple will not be able to rest easy! How about this disciple accompany Master to offer you some assistance?â
âChenâer!â Hearing Yang Chenâs heartfelt words, Zhan Lingshuangâs beautiful eyes reddened, and her nose tingled with emotion. The disciple she had raised from a young age had finally grown up and become thoughtful. Now, he was even proactively offering to protect his Master.
Zhan Lingshuang reached out and gently stroked Yang Chenâs cheek, speaking softly: âBut Chenâer, wasnât your goal since childhood to become the Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect? Moreover, if both you and I go to Central Continent, what will happen to the Xuantian Sect?â
âMaster, you donât need to worry about the Xuantian Sect! With the cultivation of the Grand Elders, no top forces in the Northern Spiritual Realm would dare to provoke them! Besides, while the Xuantian Sect is important to this disciple, how could it possibly compare to Master! Moreover, Master is going to Central Continent this time to compete for the position of Holy Maiden. If this disciple does not accompany you, I would be worrying about you every night!â Yang Chenâs sincerity was clear in his voice.
âChenâer!â Zhan Lingshuangâs voice choked with emotion. Unable to contain herself, she immediately pulled Yang Chen into a tight embrace. She hugged him tightly.
âMaster ⊠ugh âŠâ Yang Chenâs voice was muffled. Because he was being squeezed and could barely breathe.
He had already witnessed his Masterâs majestic form back in the magma world. Now, feeling it up close, it was indeed extraordinary. It was only because Master normally wore loose clothing that ⊠otherwise, even Feng Yuwan would feel inferior in comparison.
âAhem!â Soon, the beautiful woman in the moon-colored robe let out a heavy cough.
Zhan Lingshuang immediately snapped back to reality. She looked down. Chenâerâs head was ⊠being pressed against her âŠ
âAh!â Zhan Lingshuangâs face flushed bright red in an instant. She quickly pushed Yang Chen away.
âHeh heh, Lingshuang, you and your disciple truly share a deep bond as master and student!â The beautiful woman in the moon-colored robe had a teasing look in her eyes.
Zhan Lingshuangâs cheeks burned, and she took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down before quickly explaining: âSecond Sister, Chenâer is just a child in my eyes! When I took him as a disciple back then, he was just a little boy running around with no pants on! You wouldnât understand this kind of affection!â
âRight, right, I donât understand, I donât understand!â The beautiful woman in the moon-colored robe didnât argue, she only chuckled softly. However, her gaze toward Yang Chen carried a subtle, peculiar glint.
Then she said: âSince your disciple has agreed, you can both come to the Heavenly Dao Holy Land together! Lingshuang, the selection for the position of Holy Maiden is about to begin, and I canât give you too much time to stay. Weâll have to depart in half a month! The Zhan familyâs position in Heavenly Dao Holy Land has been declining recently. The only way to secure more influence for the family is if you succeed in becoming the Holy Maiden!â
Sigh!
The beautiful woman in the moon-colored robe sighed softly. The space around her shimmered, and her graceful figure disappeared from the great hall.
Zhan Lingshuangâs gaze towards Yang Chen became somewhat evasive. Inwardly, she cursed herself for getting too emotional earlier. She had hugged Chenâer like a child.
This brat was no longer the little teapot-mouth he used to be.
He was ⊠Zhan Lingshuang couldnât help but recall the day they first arrived in the Ice and Snow City, when he had burst through the door.
She remembered how Feng Yuwan, that old woman, had looked at Chenâer. She saw it all, clear as day. This mischievous boy had already grown up completely. Who knows what he might be thinking in his heart right now.
âChenâer, donât think too much! In Masterâs eyes, youâre just a child! No matter the situation, you must always respect your Master in your heart! Understand?â
âUnderstood! This disciple has always respected and honored Master!â Yang Chen answered immediately.
However, his eyes still surreptitiously glanced over. His Master ⊠truly had an impressive figure.
Later that night.
Since Zhan Lingshuang had only given him three days, Feng Yuwan was naturally cherishing their time together.
âBrother Chen, are you really going to Central Continent?â Feng Yuwan lay on Yang Chenâs chest, her beautiful eyes full of reluctance.
âI really have to go! But donât worry, Iâll be back soon! When I return, Iâll come see you first thing!â Yang Chen gently stroked her long, silky black hair.
âBrother Chen, why donât I go with you? That way, I can take care of you!â Feng Yuwan said softly.
After spending this time together, she had completely fallen for this little rascal. She couldnât go a day without seeing him, her mind constantly filled with his image. Besides, if he went to Central Continent, it would certainly be for years.
âItâs better if you stay in the Ice and Snow City! Right now, youâre the only Soul Transformation Realm cultivator here. If you leave, this place will fall into chaos! And didnât you always want to revive the Feng family?â Yang Chen said, looking at her.
Feng Yuwan, however, lightly patted his chest: âThat was before! Now, my goal is you! Whether itâs a chicken or a dog, Iâll follow you wherever!â
âYou dare call me a dog! See if I donât teach you a lesson!â Yang Chen suddenly sat up.
In the grand hall, the sound of her melodic pleas for mercy gradually filled the air.
Meanwhile, bound to a pillar, Long Tianyu used all his strength and finally managed to wear down a rope.
âHeaven truly rewards those who persevere! I, Long Tianyu, am finally free! I must escape immediately! As long as I can return to the Red Dragon Clan, Iâll have my chance for revenge. When the time comes, everyone here will die! Feng Yuwan, Feng Qian Ning, you two bitches, just wait! Father if your spirit is over me from heaven, please protect me now!â
Long Tianyuâs gaze was vicious as he glanced around.
Ignoring the pain in his cheeks, he sped off in a certain direction. After several hundred feet, Long Tianyu arrived next to a palace. He hadnât stayed in the City Lordâs Mansion for long and didnât know its full layout.
Seeing that the palace had no guards or restrictions, he quickly slipped inside. He planned to steal some healing pills. Â His injuries were severe.
But as soon as he entered the palace, he heard a strange sound.
Sometimes sharp, sometimes melodic. It sounded like the shrieks of someone on the brink of death. Long Tianyuâs heart skipped a beat, but then curiosity got the better of him, and he pressed his ear closer.
He immediately heard two words being repeated over and over again.
âBrother Chen?â