Chapter 93 The Holy Lord's Personal Instruction

The eldest Disciple under the Holy Lord of the Taichu Holy Land—Xiao Yichen.

Xiao Yichen stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently at the gates of the Cold Jade Palace, a flicker of hard-to-detect jealousy flashing in his eyes.

The name Su Ye had been resonating like thunder throughout the Taichu Holy Land recently.

First, he made the Law Enforcement Hall lose all face, forcing Elder Cang Song to self-detonate. Then, he forced the Head of the Law Enforcement Hall, Hall Master Luo Xinghe, to personally come to the door and apologize. Three days ago, he even took his two Junior Sisters and ransacked Pill Cauldron Peak, infuriating Peak Master Liu Changqing to the point of spitting blood and falling unconscious.

It was said that the first thing Peak Master Liu Changqing did after waking up was to kneel outside the Holy Lords Hall and cry for a full day and night, accusing Su Ye of being lawless and demanding the Holy Lord punish him severely.

And the Holy Lord's reaction...

Xiao Yichen thought of the Holy Lord's face, which showed neither joy nor anger, and felt a chill in his heart.

“So it's Senior Brother Xiao.”

Su Ye let out a yawn, leaning lazily against the doorframe. “I wonder what business the Holy Lord has with me?”

Xiao Yichen's brow furrowed, a flash of displeasure crossing his eyes.

This Su Ye put on such grand airs! Seeing the eldest Disciple of the Holy Lord, he didn't even show basic etiquette?

But remembering the Holy Lord's instructions, he suppressed his annoyance and said calmly, “The Holy Lord has important matters to discuss. Please come with me, Junior Brother Su.”

“Oh.”

Su Ye nodded.

And then.

There was no 'and then.'

Xiao Yichen waited for a long while, but seeing Su Ye still leaning against the doorframe with no intention of moving, his expression immediately darkened.

“Junior Brother Su, the Holy Lord has requested your presence. Why haven't you set off yet?”

“Set off?”

Su Ye looked bewildered. “To where?”

“To the Holy Lords Hall, of course!”

Xiao Yichen's voice turned cold.

“Ah, the Holy Lords Hall...”

Su Ye rubbed his chin, looking thoughtful.

Then, he did something that left Xiao Yichen dumbfounded.

He turned around and shouted into the Cold Jade Palace, “Waner, brew a cup of tea for Senior Brother. I want the finest Enlightenment Tea!”

“Coming, Senior Brother!”

Lin Waner's crisp voice drifted out.

Xiao Yichen's face turned green.

“Su Ye! What is the meaning of this?!”

“It doesn't mean anything.”

Su Ye turned back, looking at him with an innocent face. “Senior Brother Xiao, look, I just woke up. I haven't washed up, I haven't eaten, and I haven't had my tea. It would be quite impolite to go see the Holy Lord looking so disheveled, wouldn't it? If the Holy Lord takes offense, can you take responsibility for that?”

“You...”

Xiao Yichen trembled with rage.

He had lived for over a hundred years and had never seen such an arrogant Disciple!

The Holy Lord summoned him, and he actually dared to make the Holy Lord wait?!

“Oh, right, Senior Brother Xiao.”

Su Ye suddenly seemed to remember something. “Is the Holy Lord looking for me because of the Pill Cauldron Peak matter?”

Xiao Yichen took a deep breath and said coldly, “Since you know, why don't you hurry and go plead for forgiveness?”

“Plead for forgiveness?”

Su Ye laughed. “I don't like the sound of that, Senior Brother Xiao. My visit to Pill Cauldron Peak was to seek alms, to forge good karma. Peak Master Liu was so hospitable that he insisted on stuffing a pile of Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills into my hands. I couldn't refuse such kindness, so I reluctantly accepted them. What crime is there in that?”

Xiao Yichen's mouth twitched.

Reluctantly?

Emptying someone's entire Ten Thousand Cauldron Pavilion is called 'reluctantly'?!

“Su Ye, stop your quibbling!”

He huffed coldly, “Peak Master Liu has already told the Holy Lord the entire process of your robbery! You're going today whether you want to or not!”

“Oh?”

Su Ye narrowed his eyes, looking at him with a half-smile. “Is Senior Brother Xiao planning to take me by force?”

The moment he finished speaking.

A cold Sword Intent shot out from within the Cold Jade Palace!

Lin Qianxue appeared at Su Ye's side, expressionless and holding her sword embryo. Her Aura was several degrees stronger than three days ago, showing faint signs of a Breakthrough to the Golden Core. That sword embryo flickered with a ghostly cold light, its Sword Intent sharp and matchless, pointing directly at Xiao Yichen!

“Who dares be disrespectful to Senior Brother?”

Her voice was cool, yet it carried an unquestionable killing intent.

Xiao Yichen's pupils shrank.

What powerful Sword Intent!

This little girl, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen, could actually make a Nascent Soul Ninth Heaven Cultivator like him feel threatened?!

“And me!”

Lin Waner also ran out, carrying that Black Iron Great Gold Axe that was taller than she was, glaring aggressively at Xiao Yichen.

“Whoever dares to bully my Senior Brother, I'll split them with one axe strike!”

Xiao Yichen: “...”

What the hell was going on?!

He, the dignified eldest Disciple of the Holy Lord, was actually being threatened by two little girls?!

“Alright, alright, don't be impulsive.”

Su Ye waved his hand, signaling his two Junior Sisters to stay calm.

He looked at Xiao Yichen, a playful smile curling on his lips.

“Senior Brother Xiao, how about this. Go back and tell the Holy Lord that I am currently cultivating a peerless divine technique and have reached a critical juncture that cannot be easily interrupted. Once I finish my cultivation, I will naturally go pay her a visit.”

“You!”

Xiao Yichen's face turned ashen with rage. “Su Ye, you are too arrogant!”

“Arrogant?”

Su Ye smiled, a very bright smile.

“Senior Brother Xiao, believe it or not, even if I don't go today, the Holy Lord won't do anything to me. Furthermore...”

He paused, a meaningful light flashing in his eyes.

“Furthermore, I bet that in at most one hour, the Holy Lord will personally come to Purple Bamboo Peak.”

“Bullshit!”

Xiao Yichen finally couldn't help but curse. “Who do you think you are? The Holy Lord would personally come to see you?! Keep dreaming!”

“Then let's wait and see.”

Su Ye didn't bother wasting more words on him, turning around to walk into the Cold Jade Palace.

“Waner, close the door! Shallow Snow, release your Sword Intent! Anyone who dares to trespass on Purple Bamboo Peak shall be executed on the spot!”

“Yes! Senior Brother!”

The two girls responded in unison, full of momentum.

The sword embryo in Lin Qianxue's hand vibrated, and a sharp Sword Intent soared into the sky, carving a deep sword mark directly outside the Cold Jade Palace!

“Those who cross this line, die!”

Xiao Yichen looked at the sword mark beneath his feet, his face turning various shades of blue and white.

He wanted to force his way in, but looking at Lin Qianxue's cold eyes and that sword embryo that made his heart tremble, he ultimately didn't dare take that step.

“Good! Very good!”

He gritted his teeth. “Su Ye, just you wait! I'm going to report this to the Holy Lord right now. Let's see how long you can stay arrogant!”

With that, he flicked his sleeve, transformed into a streak of light, and left in a huff.

...

Inside the Cold Jade Palace.

Yun Yuzhen looked at Su Ye, who was slowly sipping tea, with a helpless expression.

“You just drove the Holy Lord's messenger away like that?”

“What else?”

Su Ye sat with his legs crossed, leisurely savoring the Enlightenment Tea. “Revered Master, don't worry, the Holy Lord won't do anything to me. That old fellow Peak Master Liu Changqing doesn't have a clean slate himself, yet he has the nerve to complain? If he really dares to blow things up, he'll be the one suffering in the end.”

Yun Yuzhen thought about it and felt he was right.

The matter of Peak Master Liu Changqing being blackmailed by Cang Song, and his secret crush on the Holy Lord—if either of those were exposed, it would be enough to give him a hard time. If he were smart, he should have just swallowed his grievances instead of running to the Holy Lord to cry.

“However...”

She looked at Su Ye with some concern. “The Holy Lord is not so easily fooled. Her cultivation is unfathomable, and her thoughts are even harder to grasp. You'd better not be too arrogant, lest you provoke her.”

“Is Revered Master worrying about her Disciple?”

Su Ye's eyes lit up as he leaned in close to Yun Yuzhen.

“Who's worrying about you!”

Yun Yuzhen's pretty face flushed, and she turned her head away. “Your Revered Master is just afraid you'll cause trouble and implicate Purple Bamboo Peak!”

“Oh? Is that so?”

Su Ye's smile grew even brighter. “Then why is Revered Master's face red?”

“I... I'm hot!”

“It's thirty degrees below zero in the Cold Jade Palace, and Revered Master says she's hot?”

“Shut up!”

Yun Yuzhen grew flustered and picked up a jade pillow to throw, but Su Ye grabbed her wrist.

“Revered Master, don't just hit people at every turn. Your Disciple is your precious darling; what if you break him?”

“You... let go!”

Yun Yuzhen struggled for a bit, but found her hand held tightly by Su Ye, unable to break free at all.

She felt a surge of panic. This Rebellious Disciple's cultivation was clearly only at the Nascent Soul Seventh Heaven, so how was his strength so great?!

“I won't.”

Su Ye leaned in with a mischievous grin. “If Revered Master promises not to hit me anymore, your Disciple will let go.”

“You... you rogue!”

Yun Yuzhen glared at him in shame and annoyance, but those watery eyes held no real anger; instead, they carried an indescribable hint of coquettishness.

Lin Waner and Lin Qianxue glanced at each other and very tacitly turned around, pretending to organize Spirit Stones.

They had long since grown accustomed to this kind of daily routine between their Revered Master and Senior Brother.

Just then.

A vast pressure, like the sea, descended from the sky!

That pressure was incomparably overbearing yet gentle and restrained, as if the entire world had frozen at that moment.

A cool female voice rang out from outside the Cold Jade Palace:

“Su Ye, come out.”

Su Ye's pupils contracted slightly, and a smile curled on his lips.

“See, what did I tell you? One hour, and the Holy Lord has personally arrived.”