HLnovel Chapter 509 You Don't Need to Understand Me
Chapter 509 You Don't Need to Understand Me
On the platform, the powerful figures were fiercely fighting over the remaining disciples. Each one of them was glaring and puffing out their beards, constantly demanding that Xuanzi uphold justice.
Dao Xuanzi: How could I possibly uphold justice? I couldn't uphold it at all.
"As expected of the Sect Master of the Xuanhuang Sect, his impartiality is unparalleled!"
A woman's sighing voice reached her ears, and Xue Lan, who was engrossed in writing and drawing, turned her eyes slightly:
"What are you doing out here?"
"Let's watch the show!" The inner demon, dressed in white, stood beside Xue Lan, his icy blue eyes filled with amusement as he looked at Xue Lan.
"After all, this is for my disciple's cultivation. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to make it up on the spot?"
Xue Lan rolled her eyes at her, then continued drawing her own things.
The inner demon moved closer again, and heard Xue Lan's cold and arrogant voice:
"Do you think that I, the dignified Lord of the Wolf Clan, am incapable of creating a body-refining method suitable for Yuan Zhen?"
His gaze shifted from Xue Lan's extremely rigid handwriting, and the inner demon shook his head as he spoke:
"Of course not..."
"Lord Wolf King has mastered the changes of heaven and earth and comprehended the river of time. Now he intends to extract a body-refining technique from the art of weapon crafting..."
At this point, the woman with beautiful features smiled shyly:
"I admire you so much!"
"This is the first time I've ever seen someone use the methods of weapon forging to temper their body."
Xue Lan stopped what she was doing, twirling the brush between her fingers a few times, but no ink splashed out.
"Of course, this is the first time we've met." The woman closed the things she was holding.
"Because this is a technique I created specifically for him, he is undoubtedly the number one in this field."
The inner demon watched as Xue Lan tucked everything into her sleeves, her brows and eyes relaxing and becoming gentle.
"I do not understand you!"
The inner demon slowly spoke:
"Or rather, I have never understood you in this life."
Xue Lan flicked her sleeves. The children who had passed the trials in the square had already been mostly chosen by the various sects. The previously dense crowd gradually thinned out, and she stood out conspicuously in her black attire.
"Why would you want to understand me?" Xue Lan lifted her foot and walked towards Dao Xuanzi and the others, her tone filled with a doubt that her inner demons could not fathom.
The inner demon was stumped by Xue Lan's question. The woman paused slightly, then softly uttered eight words:
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger."
Xue Lan maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, but inwardly she couldn't help but chuckle:
"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated..."
Shouldn't you try to understand yourself first?
The woman's tone was filled with arrogant laughter, unrestrained and flamboyant.
The inner demon stopped in its tracks, watching Xue Lan's retreating figure amidst the crowd:
"I am my inner demon, I don't need to understand myself."
"Then you don't need to understand me." Xue Lan waved to the person behind her and leaped onto the platform.
The inner demon didn't follow; it stood there blankly.
Xue Lan reappeared on the platform, expressionless, and walked to her seat. She had barely settled in when she heard the inner demon's voice, tinged with a faint smile:
"Xue Lan, how can you talk like that..."
"It makes me, the one who creates inner demons, lose face."
As her divine sense spread out and extended, Xue Lan saw the inner demon standing among the many trial participants.
The woman in white stood still, like a ghost.
Xue Lan raised her hand, leaned her upper body slightly forward, and supported her chin with her hand, her eyes lowered as she spoke:
"What are you thinking?"
The inner demon transformed into a streak of light that no one else could detect and flew onto Xue Lan.
The woman's voice was calm, yet tinged with a hint of disappointment:
"I just feel like it's no longer interesting."
Xue Lan pursed her lips and curved her eyes, but did not speak.
Fifteen minutes later, Xue Lan returned to the platform. The powerful figures in front of her finally ended their battle to recruit her, returned to their positions one after another, tidied themselves up, and transformed back into their dignified and otherworldly selves.
After everyone was seated, Dao Xuanzi, who was in the main seat, slowly rose and spoke:
"Gentlemen, it's time to talk about the Torch Relay."
The surroundings fell silent. Dao Xuanzi raised his hand, and a jade slip flew out from the old man's sleeve, hovering in the middle of the crowd. Under the flowing light on it, names were projected into the air.
Xue Lan probed each name with her divine sense and, as expected, saw her own name.
The two large characters "Xue Lan" are placed at the end of all the names, gleaming with a faint golden light.
"Does anyone have any objections?" Dao Xuanzi asked in a deep, authoritative voice.
A long silence fell over the platform. Just as Dao Xuanzi was about to put away the jade slip, a clear female voice suddenly rang out:
"Wait a minute!"
The woman sitting to his right had a calm expression.
"May I ask, Fellow Daoist Xuanzi, how were these people selected?"
"Naturally, they were personally selected by the elders of each sect. Does Master Xue have any objections?"
Opinion?
Xue Lan sighed softly, her palms sweating:
"Mr. Xue has no objection, but he has some questions."
Dao Xuanzi looked up at the young woman, who was tilting her head in his direction, and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"I am now the head of the Wan Gong Fang. It was an elder in the Wan Gong Fang who decided my place in the torch relay sequence."
Dao Xuanzi did not respond to Xue Lan's question, but Xu Qizhou, who was watching from afar below the platform, couldn't help but send a telepathic message:
"Xue Lan!"
The young man's voice was hoarse: "Master didn't mean it..."
Xue Lan's voice was flat and cold, with a hint of helplessness in it:
"I know, I didn't mean to."
Dao Xuanzi looked into Xue Lan's gray eyes and suddenly remembered Xue Lan when she was a child.
At that time, Xue Lan still had a pair of beautiful, clear, dark eyes.
Although it is dark and deep, the feelings and thoughts within it can be seen through at a glance.
Nothing more...
Dao Xuan sighed inwardly and slowly spoke:
"It was my oversight."
The old man gently raised his hand, and the jade slip flew towards Xue Lan's direction.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Dao Xuanzi."
Xue Lan nodded slightly to the old man, then raised her hand, and a light gray light flew out from her fingertips.
Dao Xuanzi watched as the light flew onto the jade slip and mercilessly erased Xue Lan's name.
The erased name vanished into thin golden light, and Dao Xuanzi looked at Xue Lan:
"Does fellow Daoist have any other requests?"
Xue Lan nodded slightly to Dao Xuanzi:
"That's good!"
"Xue Lan is, after all, a member of a sect; she shouldn't hide in the background like those children."
Xue Lan appreciates your kindness and care, senior.
Dao Xuanzi raised his hand and put the jade slip back into his sleeve:
"Since all fellow Daoists have no further objections, the selection of the Torch Relay sequence is now finalized."
After saying this, Dao Xuanzi bowed to those around him:
"Gentlemen, we will meet again tonight."
"Bye bye!"
"I'll take my leave now."
The sect leaders and powerful demons on the platform exchanged a few polite words before leaving.
A half-moon hung in the sky above Xuanhuang Cave, leaving only Dao Xuanzi and Xue Lan on the platform.
Standing opposite each other, Dao Xuanzi looked at Xue Lan, who was standing still in place, and spoke:
"Why don't you leave?"
"I'd like to watch the moon with you, fellow Daoist," Xue Lan said calmly.
"After tonight, the moon over the Xuanhuang Sect will no longer be visible."
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