Chapter 39 Master, I know you're in a hurry, but please don't rush.

Ye Qingwan was caught off guard by these words, her cheeks flushing instantly, but she naturally could not admit defeat to her Heart Demon.

She could only forcibly suppress the unspeakable heat in her heart and say insincerely:

"Who... who is craving this feeling! I am not, don't talk nonsense!"

The Heart Demon covered her red lips lightly and smiled charmingly: "I didn't even say what kind of feeling it was, why are you so anxious to deny it? Could it be that you have a guilty conscience?"

The Heart Demon circled around Ye Qingwan, her fingers brushing against her shoulder as if by accident, then leaned into her ear, whispering like an orchid:

"Do you dare say that what you are thinking about right now is not your good Senior Brother's..."

"Get lost!" Ye Qingwan was so ashamed and angry that she struck out with a sword immediately.

Sword Qi surged, tearing through the illusion before her.

The Heart Demon let out a series of strange, soft laughs, and her figure shattered like a reflection in a mirror or a moon in the water.

Ye Qingwan gasped for breath. The scene before her became clear again. The Disciples from various peaks were still bustling around, and no one had noticed her anomaly just now.

At this moment, a deep and aged voice, like rolling thunder, suddenly exploded.

"The Primordial Holy Land Secret Realm trial is about to end! The bronze gate is about to close. Disciples inside, return immediately! After ten breaths, the boundary gate will close, and life or death will be determined by fate!"

Ye Qingwan looked up sharply at the bronze gate.

Her beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, and a layer of fine sweat unconsciously seeped from her palms.

While the bronze gate is open, the power of the Law in the Secret Realm forces all high-level Yao Beasts to be suppressed below the Nascent Soul Stage.

But once the bronze gate closes, the power of the Law fades, and those terrifying existences sleeping in the depths of the Secret Realm will instantly awaken and recover their full cultivation.

By then, the Disciples remaining inside will have no chance of survival.

Pei Qinghan could no longer sit still.

She no longer cared about her dignity as a Peak Revered Master. Her figure flashed, and she flew directly to the front of the bronze gate.

"Rebellious Disciple... if you dare to die inside, this Revered Master will not let you go even if I chase you to the Yellow Springs!"

She had already made up her mind.

If Lin Xiao did not come out by the last moment, even if she had to risk her life, and even if she were stripped of her position as Peak Revered Master afterward, she would forcibly suppress her cultivation and rush into this Secret Realm!

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

The Grand Elder counted down ruthlessly.

The bronze gate emitted a dull roar, and the heavy doors on both sides began to close toward the center.

...

"Two!"

Seeing that the gap in the gate was less than a zhang wide.

A rush of air suddenly came from within the bronze gate.

A blood-stained figure stumbled and rushed out.

A flash of wild joy erupted in Pei Qinghan's empty eyes.

But when she saw clearly that the person was just an ordinary-looking Disciple from another peak, the light in her eyes quickly dimmed.

The rationality in her heart completely dissipated.

Just as she was about to force her way in, a terrifying pressure, vast as an abyss, suddenly locked onto her, rendering her unable to move.

The Grand Elder on the side had long noticed that something was wrong with her and had left a contingency plan in advance.

Facing the absolute suppression of a powerhouse at the Undergoing Tribulation stage, Pei Qinghan could not muster the slightest resistance.

She could only watch helplessly as the giant bronze gate made a final roar and closed completely, cutting off the Secret Realm from the outside world.

The gate was closed.

This meant that the people inside had no chance of survival.

A line of clear tears uncontrollably slid down the corner of her eyes.

The Grand Elder slowly withdrew his pressure. Seeing Pei Qinghan's soul-lost appearance, he sighed helplessly and then turned to leave.

Pei Qinghan stared blankly at the bronze gate, her expression dazed.

In her mind, there were only memories of Lin Xiao from these days.

"Revered Master, when I come out, I will continue to assist you in your cultivation."

The last sentence Lin Xiao said before leaving was like a sharp knife, stabbing fiercely into her heart at this moment.

Pei Qinghan slowly raised her hand and covered her chest.

She didn't understand why she was so sad.

She only felt that it was empty here, as if she had lost the most important thing in her life.

As expected, no one obtained the Legacy this year either.

On the square, Disciples from various peaks gathered together, loudly discussing their gains in the Secret Realm this time.

Pei Qinghan, however, felt that these voices were getting further and further away from her.

The flowers, plants, trees, sky, and earth around her gradually faded in color in her eyes, turning into a dead, black-and-white world.

Just when Pei Qinghan was in despair, a large hand suddenly landed on her shoulder without warning.

"Revered Master, why are you standing here alone?"

Pei Qinghan's delicate body stiffened, and she turned around in disbelief.

She saw that the Rebellious Disciple she had been worrying about was currently staring at her violently heaving jade peaks with a playful expression.

In the past, she would have strictly reprimanded this Rebellious Disciple who did not know his place.

But at this very moment, she could not muster the slightest anger.

Her eyes were slightly red. The dignity of a Peak Revered Master and the cold, reserved demeanor she usually maintained were all thrown to the nine heavens at this moment.

She threw herself into Lin Xiao's arms and hugged him tightly.

A faint fragrance wafted toward him, and there was a sensation of softness from her chest.

Lin Xiao was a little stunned by this sudden embrace.

He felt the delicate body in his arms trembling slightly from lingering fear, and could only helplessly reach out and gently pat his Revered Master's slender back.

The surroundings were dead silent.

The Peak Revered Masters, Elders, and Disciples of various peaks were all staring at the two people embracing in astonishment.

The iceberg of Misty Peak that had not melted for ten thousand years, the coldest Peak Revered Master of the Primordial Holy Land, had actually thrown herself into the arms of a Disciple in public?

Feeling the surprised gazes around him, Lin Xiao's mouth twitched slightly. He could only lower his head and whisper into Pei Qinghan's ear:

"Revered Master, I know you are anxious, but please calm down."

"Let's go back before we get intimate? It's... there are quite a lot of people here."

Pei Qinghan's face turned red, and she suddenly woke up as if from a dream. She quickly pushed Lin Xiao away and hurriedly tidied her messy hair in a flustered manner.

"Who... who wants to get intimate with you! This Revered Master was just... just afraid that you would die inside and lose face for my Misty Peak!"

Lin Xiao laughed secretly in his heart; this tsundere Revered Master was truly cute.

The Grand Elder and the various Peak Revered Masters looked at each other. They looked at the two people who were deeply attached to each other, and then at the little girl who was sitting on the main seat, eating the Purple Cloud Fruit with gusto, not knowing what to say.

Who would have thought that after the Secret Realm closed, Lin Xiao could actually tear through the Void Realm and appear out of thin air with a little girl who was still wet behind the ears.

Facing everyone's suspicious gazes, Lin Xiao returned to the ground and bowed slightly to the Grand Elder and the Peak Revered Masters on the high platform.

"Junior Lin Xiao greets the Grand Elder and the Peak Revered Masters."

His tone was calm, without the slightest joy of having survived a disaster; instead, it exuded a sense of composure.

"Junior has fortunately fulfilled the mission and successfully obtained the Holy Land Legacy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiao pressed his fingers together and tapped lightly on his brow.

Hum!

A brilliant golden light bloomed from his brow, quickly condensing into an ancient and complicated mark.

"This is... the Saint Mark!"