937: Chapter 938 Giving My Disciple Another Help?

"Oh? Why has war broken out?" Yao Delong asked, feigning ignorance.

"A secret report received yesterday!" Cold light flickered in Leng Yuekui's eyes.

"The Sun Moon Divine Cult used unknown means to capture three Elders and a core true Disciple of the Nine Nether Sect!

Using them as bargaining chips, they actually had the audacity to demand the Nine Nether Sect cede three border provinces of the Xuan Ye Dynasty!"

"The Nine Nether Sect is the local powerhouse of the Xuan Ye Dynasty and has long been eyeing the Sun Moon Divine Cult—those outsiders—with hostility. How could they possibly agree?

Negotiations at the border broke down, directly igniting a massive war! The flames of battle have already spread for thousands of miles, with countless casualties!"

She paused, her voice growing even colder:

"What's even more troublesome is that the Heavenly Demon Sect is standing behind the Sun Moon Divine Cult!

Currently, the other three major Sects of the Eastern Region intended to secretly support the Nine Nether Sect to curb the expansion of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

"But just yesterday, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect directly issued a ruthless warning!" Cold light exploded in Leng Yuekui's eyes.

"He said that their Heavenly Demon Sect's Protector Elder—the Mad Extreme Demon Lord—perished within the borders of the Xuan Ye Dynasty!

The Heavenly Demon Sect will absolutely not let this matter rest!

If any other Sects of the Eastern Region dare to interfere in the affairs of the Xuan Ye Dynasty, it will mean total war with the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

"What a classic case of the thief crying 'thief'!" Yao Delong sneered, a trace of irony flashing in his eyes.

"It seems the Heavenly Demon Sect's ambition to covet the Eastern Region has long been common knowledge! Their previous cooperation with the Nine Nether Sect was merely to lull them into a false sense of security and divide them!

Now that the Mad Extreme Demon Lord is dead, it gives them the perfect excuse to drop the facade and openly interfere in the Xuan Ye Dynasty!

In their eyes, the Nine Nether Sect is nothing more than a piece of fat meat that can be devoured at any time!"

"Correct!" Leng Yuekui slammed her palm onto the stone table, leaving a clear palm print.

"The Heavenly Demon Sect's wild ambitions are plain for all to see! Now, the three major Sects of the Eastern Region have already held secret discussions!"

Her gaze locked onto Yao Delong with an unprecedented level of solemnity and trust:

"The Nine Nether Sect must not fall! Once the Nine Nether Sect is swallowed by the Sun Moon Divine Cult and the Xuan Ye Dynasty falls completely into the hands of the Heavenly Demon Sect,

the Heavenly Demon Sect's military edge will point directly at the heartlands of our three major Sects! When the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold!"

"But since the Heavenly Demon Sect is using the death of the Mad Extreme Demon Lord as a pretext for threats, we cannot provide large-scale support openly. Therefore..."

Leng Yuekui's voice was resolute. "The Sect has decided to secretly dispatch someone to infiltrate the Xuan Ye Dynasty!

To secretly assist the Nine Nether Sect, stabilize the situation, and even... seek opportunities to deal a heavy blow to the Sun Moon Divine Cult and sever the Heavenly Demon Sect's talons!"

She looked at Yao Delong and said slowly, "And you, Delong..."

Meeting his Revered Master's sharp gaze, the cynical smile on Yao Delong's lips had long since vanished.

In its place was a deep, pool-like calm and understanding.

"So, Revered Master's visit this time," he spoke slowly, his voice not loud but carrying a steady sense of overall control,

"is to have me... take a walk through the quagmire of the Xuan Ye Dynasty?"

Leng Yuekui did not answer directly. She simply took out a black token from her storage ring that was neither metal nor jade,

engraved with complex spatial runes and the Azure Cloud mark, and placed it gently on the stone table.

The token emitted a cold, silent aura, clearly a very high-level teleportation medium.

"This is the 'Void Shifting Token' specially crafted by the Sect. It can help you cross hundreds of millions of miles,

instantly reaching a preset secret node within the Xuan Ye Dynasty.

The Sect has already arranged an identity for you."

Her gaze was sharp as a blade as she spoke word by word:

"This trip is of great importance and is exceptionally perilous! The Heavenly Demon Sect will surely have Body Integration Stage old monsters secretly overseeing things! The interior of the Nine Nether Sect might not be a monolith either!"

"The Sect has given you a task of only eight words: Stir the clouds, turn the tide! As for specifically how to do it... that is for you to decide!"

Yao Delong's gaze fell upon the deep black token. In the depths of his eyes, Battle Intent as hot as lava intertwined with icy calculation!

Xuan Ye Dynasty! Heavenly Demon Sect! Sun Moon Divine Cult! Nine Nether Sect!

"Revered Master, when do I depart?"

"The sooner the better!" Leng Yuekui's voice was firm.

"The Sect has already secretly dispatched several core inner-Sect Elders in the Void Refining Realm who have been in seclusion for years; they are heading to the Xuan Ye Dynasty through special channels.

Currently, the core fighting in the war there is still concentrated at the Void Refining Realm level.

But you must understand, the Heavenly Demon Sect is behind this war! Once the situation escalates, Body Integration Stage old monsters will inevitably enter the fray!

When that time comes, the Sect will have its own contingency plans; you won't need to face them head-on."

Yao Delong nodded slightly, a sharp light flashing through his eyes. Invincible within the Void Refining Realm?

He was full of confidence.

Even against the Body Integration Early Stage, with the extreme speed of the taiyu flowing light wings and the defense of the taixu primordial spirit crown,

combined with his own endless stream of trump cards, he had the strength to fight. At the very least... making a clean escape would be no difficult feat!

"Understood, Revered Master." Yao Delong's voice was steady and powerful. "This Disciple will set out tomorrow!"

Looking at the Disciple before her, who had long since surpassed her and grown to a heart-stopping level,

the satisfaction and pride in the depths of Leng Yuekui's cold eyes were replaced by deep worry.

She reached out, seemingly wanting to pat his shoulder, but paused halfway. Finally, it turned into an exhortation filled with endless concern:

"Delong... this trip is far more dangerous than any mission the Sect has ever given. Revered Master... has no more life-saving treasures to give you.

You only need to remember one thing: in all matters, preserving yourself is the primary objective!

Interfere and support within your capabilities, but never act with momentary bravado and place yourself in a desperate situation!"

Yao Delong felt a warmth in his heart. This Revered Master, who seemed cold as frost, always held a consistent concern deep within her heart.

He smiled slightly and sat on the stone stool beside Leng Yuekui, naturally reaching out his arm,

gently encircling her waist, which appeared slender yet contained the majestic power of moonlight.

"Revered Master, rest assured."

His voice was low and filled with a soul-piercing confidence. His warm breath brushed past Leng Yuekui's crystalline, jade-like earlobe.

"This Disciple's current strength and life-saving methods are far beyond your imagination. As long as I wish to leave..."

He turned his head slightly, his gaze looking deep into Leng Yuekui's eyes, which were rippling due to his proximity. A wicked and certain smile curled on his lips:

"Forget ordinary Body Integration Stage cultivators; even a Body Integration Late Stage old monster wouldn't dream of stopping me!"

These domineering and arrogant words carried a strange magic, instantly dispelling most of the gloom in Leng Yuekui's heart.

Indeed, this boy could no longer be measured by common logic.

The tight strings of her heart involuntarily relaxed a little.

At this moment of mental relaxation, Yao Delong's hand around her waist, carrying a scorching heat,

quietly slid upward. Through the thin, moon-white garment, it briskly pressed against that rounded and full side-peak.

His other hand forcefully yet tenderly tilted up her delicate chin.

"Revered Master..." His voice was like mellow wine, carrying a power that could bewitch the heart. His hot breath sprayed against the sensitive side of her neck.

"Your Disciple is going on a long journey tomorrow, stepping into that battlefield of certain death... the road ahead is unpredictable, and my heart is uneasy..."

His lips brushed against her ear seemingly inadvertently, causing a slight tremor.

"...Before this Disciple departs, could you give me one more helping hand? To try... and strike at the threshold of the Body Integration Realm?"