A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 670: Chapter 508: My Name is Wei Zhaixing_3

Observing the scenery of Lingsha City from a flying position, all the children opened their mouths wide, their small hands tightly gripping the ship’s rail, utterly fascinated.

Wei Zhaixing also forgot his sorrow. As he looked at the Lingsha River stretching for thousands of miles, with waves constantly rising, he suddenly recalled the flood dragon that kept bowing and begging for mercy over six years ago, and the immortal who stood with hands behind his back, walking on the waves.

His chest was filled with excitement, and he couldn’t help but tremble.

Sect Leader, I will be able to see you again soon!

Meanwhile, at the city gate of Lingsha City, the grand array that had just closed not long ago opened a small gap, allowing a flying ship to enter. A few cultivators brought young and beautiful mortal women into the city, winding their way through the streets before arriving at a secluded courtyard.

Although this place was located in the corner of Lingsha City, it was only remote in location but occupied a large area, with carved beams and painted pillars, a luxurious mansion that was extraordinarily grand.

They knocked on the side door and entered in succession, passing through courtyard after courtyard with various unique sceneries, where everything they saw was extremely extravagant and exquisite, made of jade, gold, and silver.

After winding around for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the women were led to a side room. The leading cultivator stepped forward to report softly, and from the room came a coarse female voice: ”You may leave now, Zhu’Er, come in.”

Zhu’Er’s body trembled, and biting her lip, she knocked on the door.

The furnishings of the room were very luxurious, yet the light was dim, creating an oppressive atmosphere. As soon as Zhu’Er entered, she saw a woman sitting in a chair and hurriedly knelt down.

”Zhu’Er greets the lady.”

The woman nodded, waved her hand to close the door tightly, and activated the Silence Array.

This woman was none other than Zhang Lemei, an Elder of the Yunshan Sect.

Her house arrest order had been lifted after the Yunshan Sect was established on Minglong Mountain, but after that incident, she no longer wished to enter Minglong Mountain again. Thus, the Yunshan Sect built a luxurious mansion in Lingsha City for her to live comfortably.

She had advanced to late-stage Qi Cultivation ten years ago; however, due to the limitations of her four spiritual roots and her lack of interest in further advancement, she feared she would make no more progress in this lifetime.

Now this robust woman, clad in silk and jewels, did not tell Zhu’Er to rise but coldly asked: ”Speak, what has my Yunxing been doing, saying, and whom has he been meeting lately?”

In the silent room, Zhu’Er kept her head down, recounting everything she had seen and heard during this period in great detail.

However, having long understood the woman’s temperament, she dared not speak of the things Tan Yunxing had berated or even detested about Zhang Lemei.

Also... a thought crossed her mind, and she even kept secret Tan Yunxing’s promise that once he succeeded in establishing his foundation, he would make her his Elder Lady.

Too tired, too terrifying...

Though Tan Yunxing was rude and perverse, he was a cultivator. Once he went into seclusion for cultivation, she would have some time to heal and lick her wounds.

Compared to this, of course, choosing Tan Yunxing was better.

If the young master could truly succeed in establishing his foundation, maybe I could also escape the lady’s control.

As her thoughts wandered, she didn’t pay attention to her words and inadvertently said: ”The young master went to bed at 11:00 PM last night and got up at 5:00 AM this morning—”

With a snap! A cup was smashed to pieces on her head.

Zhu’Er felt dizzy, cried out in pain, and fell to the ground, with blood flowing down.

Zhang Lemei strode over and kicked her harshly: ”Wretched servant! My Yunxing must meditate and cultivate at 9:00 PM every day and rise at 3:00 AM to continue his work! How have you been supervising him?”

Zhu’Er rolled to the side, feeling as if her ribs were broken, unable to get up for a moment and only able to beg repeatedly for mercy.

Her hair was disheveled, and her collar had come loose, revealing snow-white skin marked by intense intimacy.

Zhang Lemei’s gaze turned cold, and she said in a deep voice: ”So, it’s you, the seductive servant, who has led my Yunxing astray, neglecting his cultivation...”

Zhu’Er was terrified, pleading: ”Lady, lady! It was your arrangement, you arranged for me to serve him with my body to get close to the young master and gain his trust!”

But as soon as she finished speaking, a bright light flashed, and a fine head rolled down, splattering blood everywhere.

”Making Yunxing so mesmerized he forgot his cultivation, this foxy minx deserved to die!”

After a pause, Zhang Lemei murmured softly, ”No one can take my Yunxing away...”