NOVEL NEXT Chapter 11
Whoa!
What’s up with the crying?!
Ye Junlin stared, dumbfounded, and patted Hong Qianye’s shoulder sympathetically, “It’s okay, just eat more if it’s good!”
What a poor thing! How long has it been since she had meat?
Hong Qianye felt a mix of emotions. Born into a humble background, he often went hungry as a child, dreaming of eating even a single piece of meat. Later, he accidentally stepped onto the path of cultivation, scratching, clawing, and desperate to seize resources for his training, eventually becoming a ruthless giant in the Demonic Path!
Now, as he tasted this earthly delicacy, memories of his childhood flooded back, and the ups and downs of his cultivation journey caused an emotional eruption deep within him.
Yeah!
If cultivation were to end up like this—like a clay statue that doesn’t consume earthly pleasures, abandoning even the simplest desires—then what’s the point of cultivation?
Hong Qianye’s mindset shifted dramatically!
Suddenly, he gained clarity!
Boom!
His cultivation began to surge—Nascent Soul initial stage, mid-stage, late-stage, peak, and perfection.
Then, he continued to break through!
In an instant, a terrifying aura spread out wildly.
A thought of Transformation!
Fortunately, the Mysterious Peak quickly activated a formation to conceal the aura, preventing a panic in the Xuantian Sect.
“Damn, can this even happen?!”
Ye Junlin was stunned but thought it made sense; since this person was a True Immortal before and was now just cultivating again, filling in previous gaps, such a rapid increase in cultivation could be understood.
At this point, Hong Qianye’s state of being was at the initial stage of Transformation.
A flicker of surprise passed through his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. After all the ups and downs in life, he wouldn’t get cocky over this small achievement.
He was still far from his true goal!
Ye Junlin cheerfully remarked, “Little Hong, congratulations on breaking through to Transformation. I’m genuinely pleased for you—your cultivation is almost catching up to mine!”
Hong Qianye’s Danfeng Eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of icy coldness flashing in their depths.
Now, with his cultivation at the Transformation stage, combined with the Three Thousand Flame Sutra he practiced, his explosive combat strength was undoubtedly formidable.
Hong Qianye had confidence; even if he couldn’t be invincible among his peers, he could at least match the best.
Was he about to turn on him?
Just as Hong Qianye was mulling it over, a voice interrupted his thoughts, “What are you zoning out for? Eat!”
Ye Junlin handed him a skewer of lamb, urging him on.
Hong Qianye hesitated but accepted it, lowering his head to eat quietly, as thoughts tangled in his mind like weeds.
After finishing,
Ye Junlin pulled out a toothpick and popped it in his mouth, “Little Hong, come give your master a shoulder rub.”
Hong Qianye smirked but didn’t speak, instead circling to Ye Junlin’s back, slowly stretching his pale hands to knead his shoulders.
“Not full yet? Put some more muscle into it—yes, yes, that’s it.”
“Ah, feels good~”
Ye Junlin was blissfully enjoying it, completely relaxed.
Hong Qianye’s expression shifted repeatedly, his hands extending silently, seemingly ready to choke the silver-haired young man!
He didn’t like being dependent on others, and the only reason he agreed to be Ye Junlin’s disciple was due to circumstances. Mainly, he wanted to uncover the secrets behind Ye Junlin.
However, during this time, aside from the other’s eccentric behavior, there was nothing worth digging deeper.
So, wanting to stop being ordered around, Hong Qianye contemplated simply subduing Ye Junlin to interrogate him about where he got his martial arts techniques and medicinal pills.
That way, he could get his answers and rid himself of the disciple label.
Of course,
After successfully doing that,
Hong Qianye wouldn’t kill Ye Junlin!
Even though he was a Demonic Cultivator who didn’t shy away from killing, Ye Junlin had saved his life. He’d at most cast a spell to make him forget everything that happened, then promptly leave the Xuantian Sect to start anew.
Meanwhile, Ye Junlin was enjoying himself, seemingly unaware of the approaching danger.
“Hey, Ye! I’m not someone you can control just because you’re at the Transformation stage!”
“This ridiculous master-disciple relationship ends today!”
Hong Qianye’s pretty face hardened, and in a decisive manner, he prepared to take action.
At that moment, a flying sword carrying a sound transmission streaked through the sky, trailing dazzling light toward the Mysterious Peak.
“Ye, please come to the Discussion Hall immediately; there’s a new situation to handle.”
From the flying sword, Xuyonian, the sect master’s serious voice echoed.
“Huh?”
Ye Junlin opened his eyes, stretched, and shook out his limbs, “Looks like I need to go check it out.”
His train of thought interrupted, Hong Qianye hesitated.
He could turn on him now, but a voice in his head warned him not to!
The consequences could be dire!
Having attained immortality, Hong Qianye’s vigilance was sharper than most cultivators’. Sometimes, a single decision could change one’s fate.
Now, facing an opponent who seemed full of vulnerabilities, a strong warning sign arose in Hong Qianye’s heart!
“Could this guy have some hidden trump card?”
Hong Qianye was torn.
“Little Hong, I’m heading out.”
“Your technique feels good; help me with my legs when I’m back!”
Ye Junlin said this as he soared away, disappearing into the horizon.
Hearing this,
Hong Qianye was so mad his nose almost twisted in fury. Did this guy really think I was his servant?!
He regretted it!
He should’ve been decisive earlier!
Just choke this shameless guy to death!
In mid-air,
Ye Junlin’s silver hair fluttered, and a playful smile crept onto his lips.
Of course, he knew about Hong Qianye’s little moves. Everything was under his control!
After all,
His Great Void Technique had been automatically cultivating to great success.
If danger really erupted, Ye Junlin could ensure that even at such close range, he could escape instantly and then suppress his opponent with absolute power!
That’s why he had appeared so relaxed throughout!
At the Discussion Hall,
Xuyonian and several peak masters were deep in discussion.
When they saw the silver-haired young man enter, Xuyonian greeted warmly, “Ye, you’re here.”
His cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, his aura growing increasingly profound, with glimmers of terrifying lightning flickering in his gaze.
Xuyonian was grateful to Ye Junlin; not only had he changed the fate of the Xuantian Sect, but he had also given him a rare lightning attribute Heavenly Level martial arts technique, which enhanced his expertise in lightning arts.
“Ye!”
The Cangjian Peak Master and others smiled.
Their cultivation had progressed significantly, just a step away from Nascent Soul.
And with better martial arts to practice, their strengths now far surpassed the past, so they held Ye Junlin in high esteem.
“Everyone, has the sect encountered any difficulties?”
Ye Junlin asked.
Xuyonian gravely replied, “A few years ago, we received a distress signal from the Wei Kingdom, which has been under our protection. They report unusual occurrences throughout the kingdom; many civilians are mysteriously dying, their corpses completely drained of blood, initially suggesting some kind of monster at work.”
“Later, I dispatched a group of disciples to investigate, but they have since vanished without a trace, and these occurrences have only intensified in the Wei Kingdom, with entire cities of over a hundred thousand turned into ghost towns.”
“And it doesn’t stop there; neighboring countries around the Wei Kingdom are reportedly experiencing similar situations, showing signs of spreading to the Arid Province, with victims’ deaths all identical.”
“I fear if this continues, the Arid Province may plunge into chaos, and recruitment of new disciples for the Xuantian Sect will certainly plummet. None of us wish to see that outcome.”
Upon hearing this,
Ye Junlin frowned, “What an eerie situation! Didn’t anyone see who was behind this?”
Xuyonian shook his head, “Perhaps those who saw it are dead, leaving only blood-drained corpses behind.”
For a cultivation sect, if they couldn’t recruit suitable disciples each year, slowly, they would face a dire crisis, eventually leading to destruction over long periods.
Thus, all major sects valued mortal kingdoms highly, as their sources of disciples almost always came from there.
If lucky, they could even discover good talents.
If they ignored it, a vicious cycle would ensue.
Xuyonian understood this truth well.
Two hundred years ago, he came from an ordinary mountain village, and by chance, was selected by an elder from the Xuantian Sect, thus beginning his path of cultivation.
Ye Junlin pondered, “From what you just said, the phenomenon began in the Wei Kingdom years ago, and it’s most severe here now. The root of the problem must be here, and we should start our resolution from this point.”
According to his memory, the Wei Kingdom, also known as the Great Wei Dynasty, had a population of over eighty million. Countries like it numbered in the hundreds across the Arid Province.
If this bizarre phenomenon spread unchecked throughout the Arid Province, it would lead to widespread suffering, turning it into a land of extinction!
At that moment, a prompt from the cute little system sounded.
[ Ding, new mission triggered: Go to the Wei Kingdom to resolve the source of the crisis. Completing the mission will grant unimaginable rewards! ]