บท 17: Meeting the Sect Leader (3)
Within a rural, humble neighborhood in a vicinity packed with mortals, an anxious old man cautiously looked around.
He did it several times. After making sure that it was safe, he hastily entered the abode. It was a relatively simple place, adorned by a couple of mats for meditation. There wasn't even a single piece of furniture to decorate the room.
The elder's cold sweat trickled down his forehead. He waved his hand, and with a trigger, an ethereal barrier was formed around the house. It was clearly a relatively high-rank formation to prevent anyone from spying, veiling the place as if it was nothing more than a mortal abode.
Soon, he took out a black slip.
"Your Highness, this Mu has something to report!"
The elder watched as an ominous figure came out of the black slip, showing off its eerie, ghostly aura. The visage opened its red eyes, eyeing the elder with boredom.
"What do you want to report? You have control over the fund of the Soaring Cloud Sect, right? I don't think there's something that required you to report to me."
Hearing the distaste in its tone, the elder shook a little. After gathering his courage, he kneeled down, "Your Highness, Yu Minhe was on the move to thoroughly uproot the whole sect, intending to initiate an upheaval!"
"About time, huh?" The figure doesn't seem to be surprised. He snorted coldly,
"But it's too early. Just what the hell happened? I told you to lay low and not to cause trouble. I only want you to bring some elders to your side so the plan would have sufficient people to be initiated."
"Uh.. umm..."
"Why are you hesitating for? Wasn't this what you wanted from us Demon Cultivators? You want more power and wealth to elevate the status of your family, right? Look, we have been helping you to grasp the hold of the fund of the Soaring Cloud Sect, having the power to negate them from advancing should you block the flow."
Noticing its impatient, the elder gritted his teeth. This is the only chance for us to rise! Yu Shenmi was ruthless in her reign, not letting the families under the sect cross the line which barely gave them some leeway.
While it may be appropriate for some families, it certainly wasn't pleasant for them. Especially since they found a way to rise by contacting the demon cultivators!
Now that the inexperienced Yu Minhe was in reign, the Mu Family finally had the chance to retaliate.
Shedding the last bit of his doubt, the elder shouted out,
"Yu Minhe schemed against us, accepting a disciple to bring certain matters to light!"
"Oh? That lass accepted a disciple? How good is he?" The figure swayed slightly, showing its interest.
"He is a Qi Refinement junior named Me Feng."
"That's it? Then, what could a mere little disciple possibly do to the overall situation? You think those old things would believe what a little Qi Refinement junior said?"
Noticing the elder's hesitation yet again, the figure truly started to get impatient. Its aura shook the abode, and if not for the formation, perhaps the town near the neighborhood would have already been destroyed.
"Just tell me you old fool!"
"O-One of my juniors made a mistake, giving the disciple a reason to cause an unrest by bringing the matters to light!"
"Useless!"
The figure cursed out loud, rendering the elder stuck helplessly as his face was planted to the ground, with tears of fear streaming down from his squinty eyes.
"B-But I heard that he could fight against those above his realm!"
"What did you say?"
The raging figure suddenly halted its action. Its red eyes were wide open as they bore down on the elder, who continued shakily, "B-Before he was punished to be executed, my junior brother told me that Me Feng could fight a Core Disciple as a 3rd Stage Qi Refinement junior."
"Fighting above his realm, huh? What an interesting piece of news!"
It was regular for cultivators from sects to fight those above their phase, but realm? The figure fell into deep thought.
"That's a miracle that happened almost a million years ago..."
The figure suddenly exerts an aura of vicissitude, as if reminiscing about the ancient era. It stayed still for a while. The elder didn't dare to move, staying in his place like a statue.
It remembered the legend of a mystical cultivator who was undeterred in his era, stepping every single genius under his feet. He was a lone man, with no forces backing him up, but he did it, taking the mantle of the Sovereign...
"Alright, that's a very good report. I'll give you my mercy. So what do you want now?"
"I-It's like this, Your Excellency. Yu Minhe forced us elders to be interrogated. Previously, she did not have enough proof to conduct the procedure, and even if she did, most elders would feel offended, which could potentially break off the sect into two sides. But now that an acceptable reason was proposed by her disciple, she could do so with ease!"
"So that's how it is. It seems like that lass got herself a hidden gem..." The figure muttered.
"W-What did you say, Your Excellency?" The elder stammered, wondering if he heard it right.
"None of your concern, fool. But it would indeed be troublesome if she figured out your intentions. Alright, take this."
With a flick of its finger, ethereal, clear spheres materialized. They landed before the elder, who looked at it in curiosity and fanaticism.
"These are the Hidden Spheres. With these things, you could hide any aspect you wished to conceal."
"H-How do I use it, Your Excellency?"
The figure's blank face suddenly showed a strange smile. The elder shivered. He had a bad feeling about this...
The figure did not hesitate, "Shove it up your a**—"
Meanwhile, after the trial was over, Me Feng ordered his goons to act as if nothing happened. He specifically told Gu Peng to meet up with him every week in the woods near the sparring building to report everything he deemed as important.
Me Feng could feel the intense atmosphere before he entered the Grand Hall. He could make up some assumptions, but they're all just that, assumptions. In the end, he abandoned those thoughts.
Currently, he was sitting on his calves as he sipped his cup of tea. Yu Minhe sat across from him with a serene look, her starry eyes gazed at him in amusement.
"So do you truly wish to be my disciple, or was it merely because you want to take advantage of my status?"
"Don't misunderstand, Sect Leader. I just had some thoughts when you left the pouch behind. No matter what the Sect Leader owes me, surely there's no need to give me such precious treasures. Especially that scripture...."
"You managed to comprehend it?"
Yu Minhe widened her eyes in surprise. It was extremely contradicting to what she showed to the public. Unlike her usual cold, aloof demeanor, she looked much more approachable in her private abode.
Me Feng decided to reveal a bit of his, ehem, talent, "I managed to decipher the content a bit. Sect Leader, do you want me to tell you about it?"
"If you're fine with it."
She unconsciously used her Heaven Gazer, and to her surprise, she could not detect even a little bit of deceit. Of course, she noticed a bit of ulterior motives in his words. She couldn't help but draw out a little smile.
"But before that, what do you mean by having other thoughts, hm?"
Yu Minhe couldn't understand why she felt at ease in his presence, but she did. The constant reminder of what she saw in his heart truly entranced her. The heroic pursuit to chase the hopeless love of an Immortal is just so novel that she, an indifferent Sect Leader, couldn't help but immerse herself in it.
The more she looked at him, the more she felt satisfied.
In the end, she's still a woman at heart. How could she not be moved by such a heroic man?
As the saying goes, beauties adore heroes!
"Erm, well, Sect Leader is as beautiful as the unreachable moon, so far and entrancing. As a young man with big aspirations, it's nothing unusual for me to have my own personal agenda..." Me Feng coughed out. That's a pretty bad compliment.
At least he's open about it.
Yu Minhe let out a brief giggle before she shook her head, "I didn't know you actually have some thoughts on me! You're quite audacious!"
"A man must have ambition! After all, how can I have enough courage to reach the peak of the path of cultivation if I can't even pursue someone worthy of my admiration?"
Me Feng declared with a resolute look. There's no deceit in his words, only pure, unadulterated feeling from his undeterred heart. He knew that to please a woman, the words must come from his own heart!
Inwardly, he couldn't help but shamelessly reassure himself. Do not be afraid, Me Feng. This is not two-timing your wife. After all, a rotten interface forced you to melt the hearts of powerful Villainesses to become more powerful! A man's gotta do what a man must do!
This is all for the sake of reuniting with you, my wife!
Yu Minhe paused. Her lips left a bit of a gap, showing her white teeth. Her eyebrows are raised in surprise, still processing the words of her self-proclaimed disciple.
Having her own embarrassing thoughts, she decided to skip the topic. She said with a little blush on her face, "Ehem, so could I take your words as your willingness to be my disciple?"
"Absolutely, Sect Leader!"
Unhesitatingly, Me Feng bowed before her, sparing her from embarrassment by ignoring her bashful demeanor. Yu Minhe gracefully waved her robe, and she declared with a beautiful smile, "Me Feng, from now on, you are my official disciple. You may call me as Master. Your status would be the same as my own successor, and other than the Ancestral Palace, you could go anywhere you want!"
"I pay my respect to you, Master!"
Thus, the ceremony of master and disciple commenced. Of course, both Yu Minhe and Me Feng are not people who wished for it to be grandeur. Instead, they wanted it to be meaningful.
It could be like this because of Yu Minhe's Heaven Gazer that could differentiate the lies and the truths. So she naturally held no suspicion of Me Feng, who passed her detection with flying colors, resulting in a very harmonious relationship between master and disciple.
Of course, she was somewhat bashful of Me Feng's intention to pursue her. Despite his inadequate talent, her master always said that a cultivator's true talent does not lie in their spiritual root, but in their heart! Besides, Me Feng touched her maiden heart by his will to relentlessly chase for love of an Immortal.
As a 23-year-old young girl, which was a very young age in the cultivation world, how could she not be bashful when being pursued by such a heroic man? Especially since it was the first time she felt this kind of feeling?
Hence her lack of resistance and refutation in his pursuit.
In the past, Yu Minhe may have been disdainful and disgusted, recognizing herself as the greatest genius in the sect. But can she be disdainful towards a man who dared to chase an Immortal? Even when he witnessed the despairing path of cultivation?
Can she, a simple Nascent Soul junior, be disdainful towards a man who had achieved the Perfect State of the Heart?
All of these thoughts were in her mind, rotating continuously in her anxious mind. Outwardly, she merely showed a reserved smile, making Me Feng unaware of her true thoughts.
Soon, Me Feng decided to go straight to the point. Now that he had officially entered the core circle of the sect, he could make some inquiries.
"Sect Leader, is there an unrest within the sect? I noticed the tense atmosphere before I entered the Grand Hall back then."
Hearing this, Yu Minhe gradually became serious as she creased her eyebrows, "You're quite attentive."
"Alright, I'll tell you the cause of the unrest. It's an open secret anyway, so even if I don't tell you, you'll eventually find out about it."
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