582: Chapter 92 Love Waits or Not

The wind in Yudu City carried a hint of damp cold, swirling fallen leaves from the street corners to strike against the plaque of Shanhai Inn with a rustling sound.

Wan Wanwang stood by the window with his hands behind his back, the eerie patterns embroidered on his black robe flaring like claws and teeth in the gentle breeze.

He had already been waiting here for over a month. During this time, he had sought out Jin Binger more than once. However, she claimed that Lady Jin Ling had not contacted her, suggesting that the Black-Hearted Old Man might not have finished his seclusion yet and told him to wait patiently. As a result, he waited and waited until now.

Old Nian only waited for a few days before returning to the Azure Fire Celestial Ice Lake.

The Black-Hearted Old Ancestor's last seclusion took over eight hundred years; heaven only knew how long it would take this time. Moreover, he had previously stated that he had no intention of getting involved in secular disputes. Even if he emerged from seclusion, he most likely would not cooperate with the Ghost King Sect. Therefore, continuing to wait offered little hope.

However, out of past grudges, Old Nian did not tell Wan Wanwang these details, only saying he had received a message and needed to return to the Blood Refining Hall to handle affairs.

Wan Wanwang's goal was to cooperate with the Black-Hearted Old Man, so he did not ask many questions or stop Old Nian from leaving.

During this period, the Righteous Path had not taken any action against the Demonic Sect.

But Wan Wanwang was ambitious and could not quite contain his restlessness.

The tea on the table had been changed three times, going from boiling hot to ice cold, just like the little patience remaining in his heart, which was being worn away bit by bit.

By the fourth time the tea had cooled, Wan Wanwang had completely lost his patience and headed to the Jinxiu Workshop once again.

Inside the Jinxiu Workshop, Jin Binger was painting her eyebrows in front of a bronze mirror, her slender eyebrow pencil pausing briefly at the peak of her brow.

Upon hearing A Cheng announce Wan Wanwang's visit, a barely perceptible smile flashed in her eyes.

The Hehuan Sect and the Ghost King Sect had many grudges, with the Hehuan Sect usually being the one to suffer more. During this time, Wan Wanwang, the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, had repeatedly hit a wall with her. Although it was not substantial revenge, it still made her feel greatly satisfied and relieved.

However, Jin Binger knew that all of this was because Wan Wanwang needed something from her, and at the same time, two great figures, Lady Jin Ling and the Black-Hearted Old Man, stood behind her.

Otherwise, Wan Wanwang would have resorted to violence the first time he was rebuffed.

And she would not have been able to resist him.

So, while she felt satisfied and relieved inside, she did not show it on the surface, remaining polite instead.

Just like now, after her secret smile, Jin Binger immediately adopted a dignified and appropriate expression to go out and greet him.

As soon as they met, before Jin Binger could even offer a greeting, Wan Wanwang's eyes burned like torches as he stared straight at her: "Is there a reply from Lady Jin Ling's side?"

Jin Binger shook her head: "No."

This was not a lie; she truly had not received any news, but these words "not received" allowed her to sleep exceptionally soundly at night.

The Hehuan Sect had long since weakened after years of conflict, and she had grown tired of fighting and killing. Now, she only wanted to lead her Disciples to live in peace in this corner, guarding the Jinxiu Workshop. If the Black-Hearted Old Man and the Ghost King Sect truly reached a cooperation, given Lady Jin Ling's personality, she would surely drag the Hehuan Sect into joining the grand undertaking.

By then, the peace she had painstakingly built would likely vanish into thin air.

"Truly?" Wan Wanwang's brow furrowed tightly, his fingers curling slightly before relaxing again.

Jin Binger lowered her gaze and replied calmly, "Naturally. This matter concerns not only your great plan, Sect Master Wan, but also the Lady. How would I dare to speak falsely?"

Then, she slightly raised her eyes to meet Wan Wanwang's scrutinizing gaze and said, "If Sect Master Wan is uneasy, I will perform a spell to contact the Lady once more."

Wan Wanwang gave a cold snort, giving his silent consent to her proposal.

Jin Binger inwardly cursed Wan Wanwang's arrogance, but on the surface, she formed hand seals, condensing a Communication Rune through the Jin Ling Soul-Devouring Curse.

Before long, the connection was established.

The rune flickered, and Mei San Niang's voice came through, sounding somewhat languid: "What is it?"

Jin Binger quickly explained the situation.

As soon as she finished, Mei San Niang said, "What's the rush? My husband is still in seclusion. We will talk about the cooperation after he emerges."

Her voice carried a hint of impatience, as if she had been disturbed from her quiet cultivation.

Wan Wanwang took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Lady Jin Ling, I am Junior Wan Wanwang, the current Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect. Currently, the Righteous Path is powerful and restless. The matter of cooperation truly cannot wait much longer. Even if we must wait, we need a definite word. May I ask when the Black-Hearted Old Ancestor will emerge from seclusion?"

The other end of the rune was silent for two seconds, followed by a light chuckle: "The Righteous Path is restless? It is that bit of ambition of yours that you cannot contain."

Wan Wanwang was startled, but on the surface, he asked, "Why do you say that, Lady?"

"Heh!" Mei San Niang sneered, her voice carrying a hint of coldness. "Boy surnamed Wan, you don't think that just because This Seat and my husband have been in seclusion for many years and only recently re-entered the world, we are truly old fossils who are completely in the dark about the current state of the world, do you? This Seat and my husband are merely focused on exploring the Great Dao; we are not isolated from the world and ignorant of everything."

"I have sent people to investigate the matters of the East Sea."

"I know how much of what you said is true and how much is false. Do you truly think This Seat does not know?"

Wan Wanwang's heart turned cold.

He had mixed falsehoods into the account of the East Sea trip, thinking he could deceive them. He hadn't expected that "Lady Jin Ling" would actually go out of her way to have it investigated, and she had indeed found something.

On second thought, he remembered Bi Yao and You Ji mentioning that she was not a leader without followers; she had four maidservants by her side, whose cultivations were all comparable to the Shangqing Realm. In that case, it was normal for them to find out some things; he had been careless.

However, it couldn't be ruled out that "Lady Jin Ling" was bluffing him.

But regardless, Wan Wanwang's perception of "Lady Jin Ling" had changed.

Initially, he had indeed treated her and the Black-Hearted Old Man as old fossils, which was why he had not been entirely truthful.

Now it seemed that although these two were old fossils, they were not easy to fool.

Just as Wan Wanwang was rapidly thinking of how to remedy the situation, Mei San Niang spoke again: "If you want to cooperate, then wait. If you can't wait, then forget it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the rune stopped flickering, the connection clearly severed.

Wan Wanwang felt resentful, his hands clenched into fists within his sleeves, but he eventually relaxed them.

According to what he knew, Lady Jin Ling already had strength comparable to the Late Stage of the Shangqing Realm when she founded the Hehuan Sect, similar to his current level. Now that over eight hundred years had passed and she was still alive and well, her cultivation must have reached an unfathomable Realm.

Not to mention the profound and mysterious Black-Hearted Old Man.

If he truly faced the two of them, Wan Wanwang had no certainty of winning.

He could only endure this for the time being.

Thus, he only gave a heavy snort and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Watching Wan Wanwang's departing back as he left in a huff, Jin Binger had a smile on her lips, feeling greatly satisfied.

And when Wan Wanwang left, he did not return to Shanhai Inn, but went directly back to the Ghost King Sect General Headquarters at Huqi Mountain.

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