334: This debt has been recorded.

As expected, upon hearing the Man in White Robes' playful threat, Leng Yimei immediately gritted her teeth, her fury soaring to the heavens.

The various delicacies in that storage ring were painstakingly collected by her from all over the Huangji Prefecture; usually, she wouldn't even bear to taste an extra bite herself, yet now she had to watch them fall into someone else's stomach.

This feeling of injustice from having her beloved possessions plundered was like an ice-tempered dagger, fiercely stabbing into her heart, stirring up the resentment and heartache until it bled profusely.

All sorts of Cuckold scenarios are popping up.

"Heh!"

Chen Xuan chuckled softly, picked up a piece of Peach Blossom Cake, and slowly put it into his mouth right in front of Leng Yimei, chewing deliberately and making a crisp "crunch" sound.

"Mm, sweet but not cloying, with a faint aroma of peach blossoms. It is indeed a high-grade pastry," he commented unhurriedly while savoring it.

"I won't tell, I won't tell!"

Leng Yimei's delicate shoulders trembled violently. "I would never betray Revered Master!"

If looks could kill, it seemed her eyes were about to burst through the barrier and strike Chen Xuan with a Great Heavenly Captive Desolation Eye.

Yun Xuanxuan, standing nearby, was completely stunned watching the girl who looked like a puffed-up, bristling little beast.

How could a dignified Integration Realm expert look like she was about to cry from grievance?

"Xuanxuan, come over and try this Crystal Cake."

Chen Xuan suddenly handed over a piece of crystal clear pastry.

"Ah? Oh! Thank you, Revered Master!"

Yun Xuanxuan snapped back to reality, quickly took it with both hands, and cautiously bit off a small piece. The sweet flavor melted on her tongue, but thinking that this was the "prisoner's" treasure, and seeing Revered Master's peculiar interrogation method, she ultimately couldn't truly enjoy the taste.

Leng Yimei watched the two of them share her treasures as if no one else was present, her eyes turning red with heartache and misting over, yet she still said defiantly, "I, Leng Yimei, have noted today's grudge! I will definitely make you pay back double in the future!"

"Bang!" A sharp sound of a hand slapping the table suddenly rang out. Yun Xuanxuan, who was halfway through eating, was startled and her hand trembled, nearly dropping the pastry.

Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Pay back double? Wouldn't that be enough for me to eat for an entire year?"

Leng Yimei was trembling with anger. She simply turned and lay on the bed, pulling the quilt over her head, adopting an 'out of sight, out of mind' attitude. Chen Xuan unhurriedly ate several more pastries, his peripheral vision noting that the figure under the quilt only occasionally gave a slight shudder, showing no other reaction.

It seems this little girl is quite tight-lipped.

Yun Xuanxuan lowered her voice, leaning closer to Chen Xuan to ask softly, "Revered Master, what should we do now? Should we keep eating?"

Chen Xuan smiled and shook his head, tossing the candied fruit in his hand back into the plate: "I didn't particularly care for these snacks anyway. If you like them, feel free to enjoy them. As for the interrogation, this Revered Master has other methods."

To deal with a foodie like this girl, there are plenty of ways to make her talk.

"Revered Master, what method is that?"

Yun Xuanxuan was extremely curious and couldn't help but press him.

"We'll discuss it after returning to the Sect." Chen Xuan picked up his teacup and took a sip, his tone calm. "Just hand her over to your Sixth Senior Sister to handle."

"Sixth Senior Sister?"

Hearing this, Yun Xuanxuan's body suddenly stiffened, and she subconsciously shivered.

She had a general understanding of her Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters.

The Eldest Senior Sister is lively and radiant, with peerless beauty; the Fourth Senior Sister appears aloof but is actually meticulous and gentle; the Fifth Senior Brother is refined and courteous to others. Only this Sixth Senior Sister—whenever Senior Brother Ye or Senior Brother Li mentioned her, they were evasive, only repeatedly warning her to stay far away.

The only thing she knew was that the azure spirit pill from before was made by the Sixth Senior Sister.

Wait!

Could Revered Master be planning to make this girl consume the azure spirit pill liquid?

Just imagining that scene made Yun Xuanxuan feel a chill in her heart, and her stomach churned slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she got up and walked to the Spiritual Qi barrier, softly advising, "Miss, you should truthfully tell us what you know, otherwise you will definitely regret it later."

With a "swoosh," Leng Yimei abruptly threw off the quilt and glared fiercely at Yun Xuanxuan:

"Don't think you can escape either, little girl! You ate two and a half pieces of my Crystal Cake, and I've noted that debt too!"

Seeing this, Yun Xuanxuan knew that further talking was useless and reluctantly stepped back. The Revered Master and Disciple turned and left the room. Yun Xuanxuan couldn't help but ask again, "Revered Master, can you tell me about Sixth Senior Sister?"

Just as Chen Xuan was about to speak, a chaotic commotion suddenly erupted outside the courtyard, faintly mixed with cries of alarm and the sound of objects colliding.

"What is going on?"

He frowned slightly. Just as he was about to call the innkeeper to ask for the reason, a figure arrived riding the wind and landed steadily in the courtyard.

It was the Disciple, Li Pingan.

He looked hurried and bowed to Chen Xuan: "Revered Master, this Disciple has urgent matters to report!"

"Speak."

Li Pingan straightened up and succinctly recounted the intelligence he had received within the Tianque Sect: "Revered Master, Yaoshi City has been breached by the Yao Race!"

"The news has already spread. Now Cultivators all over the Rain God Continent are fleeing toward the ferry crossing, hoping to take an Immortal family ferry to leave. The crossing is completely packed, and many people are fighting for spots on the boat."

Yun Xuanxuan's expression suddenly changed drastically, and she quickly asked, "What about the common people down the mountain?"

Upon hearing this, Li Pingan showed a difficult expression and slowly shook his head.

Chen Xuan looked at the increasingly noisy sounds outside the courtyard, his gaze darkening. "The common people down the mountain naturally know nothing about this."

"With the great conflict imminent, and under the iron hooves of the Yao Race, what difference would it make even if they knew? Mortal bodies are merely like a mantis trying to stop a chariot before a tide of demons that even Cultivators struggle against. They are ultimately powerless to resist, and knowledge would only increase their panic."

Chen Xuan paused, then gently patted Yun Xuanxuan's shoulder. "I know you are kind-hearted, girl, but the rules of the Cultivation World are thus: only with sufficient strength are you qualified to talk about anything else."

This is the Cultivation World where the weak are prey to the strong! A person's cultivation and Dao attainment, at their Peak, can even contend with a Sect or stand shoulder to shoulder with a continent. The pity of the weak is nothing but a reflection in the water before a great trend.

Yun Xuanxuan bit her lip. Her worry hadn't lessened, but she deeply understood that what Revered Master said was true. Especially when combined with her own past experiences, this realization became even clearer.

Isn't Senior Brother Ye diligently undergoing isolated cultivation precisely to accumulate enough power to have a say in this world?

Yun Xuanxuan suppressed the churning thoughts in her heart, looked up at Chen Xuan, and said solemnly:

"Revered Master, when shall we set off to return to the Sect?"

Chen Xuan pondered briefly and said, "You two go pack your belongings and prepare. This Revered Master has a few matters I need to handle."

"Yes, Revered Master!" Yun Xuanxuan bowed in response, then turned and withdrew with Li Pingan.

Chen Xuan returned to the room alone, set up a soundproofing barrier with a backhand motion, and immediately took out a jade shard, black as ink, from his storage ring.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness slowly sinking into it. The surrounding room instantly transformed, replaced by a boundless, gray Chaos space.

Within the Chaos, only eight ancient seats floated. Chen Xuan's gaze fell upon the seat inscribed with the character "Three" overhead. With a movement of his body, he settled firmly into the seat. The identity he displayed at this moment was that of the impersonated Chu Haotian.

After only a moment, a blurred figure appeared next to the Number Eight seat opposite, which was Number Eight himself.

Chen Xuan skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point: "Fellow Daoist, the Yao Race army has already invaded the territory of the Rain God Continent. When exactly will the aid you spoke of arrive?"

Number Eight's gaze swept lightly over him: "Why is the Yao Race's offensive so rapid? Logically speaking, shouldn't the Rain God Continent's defenses be able to hold on for a few more days?"