468: Chapter 468 Ye Xinglan's Crisis?

Moonshadow Sect, Tianyuan Floating Island, Haoran Tower.

Yu Lingshuang descended from the clouds with Ye Xinglan, Yue Qianqian, and Lan Zhiwei.

"Since you are here to seek the Sect Master, the Sect Master has gone to Baiyan Prefecture and will return in two days. Why not stay here for now? I will have Xiangrong make arrangements for you."

Ye Xinglan nodded slightly: "I will follow your arrangements."

"Xiangrong — —"

As soon as she finished speaking, a peach-colored figure swept down from Haoran Tower.

Hua Xiangrong landed nearby. She wore a peach-colored silk cross-collar ru, an outer rouge-colored short ru, a skirt dyed with lingering red clouds, and a thin peach-colored gauze shawl draped over her shoulders. Her large eyes blinked with spirit, carrying a hint of cunning.

"Senior Sister Ling Shuang, you called me..." Before she finished speaking, she saw Ye Xinglan and the other two behind her.

Yu Lingshuang briefly introduced the identities of Ye Xinglan and her group, and introduced Hua Xiangrong in return.

Hua Xiangrong obediently greeted them one by one, but her eyes couldn't help but secretly size up Ye Xinglan — —

Silver-white double buns, a porcelain-doll-like face, a petite and exquisite body wrapped in dark purple star-patterned Daoist robes, flat-chested, standing there like a delicately carved jade doll.

Grandmaster's hobbies are really... extensive. But she is indeed as cute as Revered Master said. No wonder Grandmaster he...

Yu Lingshuang said: "They will be staying at the Moonshadow Sect for a few days. You entertain them first, then arrange rooms for them."

Hua Xiangrong replied crisply: "Got it!"

...

In the courtyard, under the pavilion.

Yue Qianqian brought over a plate of snacks, her goose-yellow feather robes fluttering gently in the wind. Hua Xiangrong picked one up and tasted it, her eyes lighting up:

"Senior Sister Qianqian, the snacks you make are as delicious as Junior Martial Uncle's!"

She paused, then twisted her fingers a bit embarrassedly, "I was told to entertain you, but instead I'm making you, Senior Sister Qianqian, do all the work..."

Yue Qianqian's eyes curved into crescents upon hearing the praise, and she waved her hands happily:

"It's nothing, it's nothing. When Good Person Supreme returns, I will also have him taste my new snacks."

After saying that, she placed a finger on her lips, thinking quietly to herself.

I'll give Good Person Supreme snacks, and as payment, Good Person Supreme will have to kiss me, and then I'll taste his snack!

Yes, that's it!

Lan Zhiwei sat quietly to the side, sipping tea and eating snacks, but her gaze was somewhat unfocused.

She was daydreaming again.

Before coming to the Moonshadow Sect, she had been in the Stargazing Palace of the Wutong Divine Dynasty, and she had been lost in thought like this before.

At that time, Senior Sister An Hongxiu passed by, leaned in to take a look, and asked bluntly:

"Third Junior Sister, are you love-struck?"

She had replied expressionlessly at the time: "Senior Sister, please watch your words."

"If you want him, go after him. Look at me, that's how I am with Supreme Moonshadow."

"Senior — Sister —"

"Alright, alright, I won't say any more."

After a pleasant chat, they became familiar with each other.

Hua Xiangrong led the three women to the third floor and opened the doors to several guest rooms.

"Revered Master National Teacher, Senior Sister Qianqian, Senior Sister Zhiwei, you can each have a room. I just finished cleaning them up. I'll go tidy up other rooms."

Ye Xinglan asked: "Is anyone else coming?"

Hua Xiangrong said:

"My Revered Master sent me a message to tidy up the rooms in Haoran Tower and prepare some clothes for a little girl."

"Clothes for a little girl?"

Yue Qianqian widened her eyes in surprise,

"Huh? Good Person Supreme has a child?"

Lan Zhiwei also cast a curious look.

Ye Xinglan felt a chill in her heart, but her expression remained calm.

A little girl? Her Revered Master told her to prepare them? Her Revered Master is Ling Hao's direct Disciple, does she have a child?

She asked naturally: "Does your Revered Master have a child? That's a happy event..."

Hua Xiangrong waved her hands quickly:

"Not a baby, it's a little girl... about the same size as you, National Teacher... Sorry, I didn't mean..."

Ye Xinglan waved her hand to indicate it didn't matter.

That's right. It's only been less than two years. Since it's not a baby, it can't be his daughter.

Someone with the same build as me... A legal loli?

Ye Xinglan knew the meaning of this term — Ling Hao often kept it on his lips.

She suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Before, she was unique among Ling Hao's many Dao Companions.

But if those few "legal lolis" returned... would Ling Hao stop coming to find her in the future?

Ye Xinglan began to doubt her own ability. The divination was "Great Auspiciousness," was it really okay?

...

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The courtyard below Haoran Tower was crowded with people.

Many beautiful women, with fragrant clothes and shadows.

Chi Wanhe and the other seven women, in colorful dresses like seven blooming flowers, decorated the courtyard and made it exceptionally lively.

Chi Shuying and Tushan Bailing, one in pink and one in purple, displayed different charms.

The three little ones hid behind Ling Hao, sizing up the strangers before them.

Yu Lingshuang, Huang Yutong, Hua Youyou, and Ye Xinglan's group all cast their gazes on those "little ones" simultaneously.

So cute!

This was their common first impression.

Yue Xinlan looked calm, her gaze sweeping lightly over the women in the courtyard, her expression unchanged. Yue Xinxi followed by her side.

Ye Xinglan looked at the four little girls with builds similar to her own, each with their own cuteness. Her heart skipped a beat, and her sense of crisis deepened.

She was no longer unique.

Ling Hao pulled the three little ones from behind him and briefly introduced the identities of the three little ones and Yue Xinlan.

When he said, "This is the Ancestral Master of the White Rock Holy Land, one of the nine ancient Supremes"...

Yue Qianqian widened her eyes: "An... Ancestral Master? Just this little one?"

Lan Zhiwei gently pulled her.

Ye Xinglan scolded:

"Qianqian, do not be rude, apologize."

Yue Qianqian stuck out her tongue,

"Sorry, Supreme Baiyan. I offended you just now."

Yue Xinlan shook her head and said:

"It is fine."

Ling Hao turned to look at Ye Xinglan and asked: "What are you all doing here?"

Ye Xinglan kept her face straight and said lightly: "The Divine Dynasty is fine, I just came to travel as I pleased."

It's not that I miss you, it's not that I want to be spanked by you.

She added silently in her heart.

Ling Hao's Divine Sense swept across the entire Moonshadow Sect, and he asked: "Is it just the three of you? Why didn't Fengyi and your head Disciple come over?"

Lan Zhiwei spoke up and said: "Revered Master called her. But Your Majesty said she wouldn't come; she wants to go down to evaluate the imperial examination officials."

"Evaluating officials? So diligent?" Ling Hao raised an eyebrow, smiling but not smiling.

...

Wutong Divine Dynasty, Songhua County, Fengwu Academy.

In the academy square, hundreds of students were writing busily, the tips of their brushes rustling.

On the high platform, Su Fengyi sat in the main seat, her scarlet gold Phoenix palace attire noble and graceful, her Phoenix eyes holding majesty.

An Hongxiu, in a crimson and dark gold dress, stood by the side with a heroic bearing. The County Magistrate stood respectfully below.

Su Fengyi swept a bored glance at the sea of examinees below, but her heart was thinking about other things.

I need to find a successor for myself. Otherwise, when will I be able to throw off this burden and go out to roam?

She thought of that heartless Ye Xinglan.

Damn it, she only cares about her own pleasure; once she has a man, she abandons me.

She withdrew her thoughts and turned to ask the County Magistrate: "How is that little girl who was rescued earlier?"

The female official quickly pointed to a corner of the examination hall:

"Your Majesty, please look, it's that one. Her name is Wu Mingkong. She has no Spiritual Root and cannot Cultivate, so I arranged for her to be at Fengwu Academy. This child has high talent in governance and literature."

Su Fengyi looked in that direction.

A little girl of about eleven or twelve, wearing a plain red academy uniform, her black hair tied up, revealing a delicate little face.

She sat upright, her brush moving like a dragon or snake, and there was a calmness and sharpness between her brows that didn't match her age.

Su Fengyi squinted slightly.

After collecting the papers, she ordered someone to present Wu Mingkong's paper separately.

Unfolding the answer sheet, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, the literary talent was excellent, and the policy essay was even more incisive.

"Good!"

Su Fengyi's gaze fell on the name at the very top of the answer sheet —

"Wu Mingkong."

Su Fengyi's mouth curved slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in her eyes.

It doesn't matter if she has no Spiritual Root, that man has a way anyway!