HLnovel Chapter 493 You Carried Us to Yandu
Chapter 493 You Carried Us to Yandu
Kong Mingzi's wariness of Xue Lan was not without reason.
Unfortunately, this time, he was wary of the wrong time.
Lord Wolf had no intention of causing any trouble at the Ascension Ceremony, but instead prepared a surprise gift for these elders afterward.
However, at this time, only Xue Lan and Xue Tong knew about this matter.
The two nodded obediently, pretending to be big shots in front of their respected senior master.
The other was a receptionist at the Xuanling Peak gate, busy as a spinning top in front of disciples from various sects.
Kong Mingzi gently stroked the jade pendant hanging from his waist with one hand, his gaze towards Xue Lan filled with a hint of inquiry. After a moment, he spoke to Dao Xuanzi:
"Weren't you being a little too well-behaved today?"
"Isn't this bad?"
Dao Xuanzi, who had been pretending to know nothing, was suddenly called upon and spoke with a cold smile:
"It would be great if things could continue like this."
The old man turned and glanced at Xue Lan, a smile appearing in his eyes:
"Although I've never liked you running around in all black before, this outfit of yours today is pleasing to my eye."
"Your posture has improved a lot!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Uncle!"
As soon as Dao Xuanzi finished speaking, he saw the black figure not far away slip through the gap between him and Kong Mingzi like a slippery eel, and squeeze right next to him.
The old man stepped aside:
"what are you doing?"
A woman's urgent voice transmitted rapidly into his ear:
"Master, save me! Master Kongming's jade pendant contains poison from the Chonggu Village!"
"Oh!" Dao Xuanzi glanced at his sinister-looking senior brother behind him.
"It's alright... I know." The old man had a calm smile on his face.
"You know!" Xue Lan screamed, then immediately understood.
How could Dao Xuanzi not know? These two had been plotting to harm her for quite some time now.
Noticing that the woman beside him suddenly slumped down, Dao Xuanzi softened his voice, attempting to comfort Xue Lan:
"Don't worry, it's not a serious poison. At most, it just means you can't run around freely."
Unperturbed by the words of comfort, Xue Lan obediently followed Dao Xuanzi towards the main venue, and upon hearing this, let out a small protest:
"What's the point? I haven't traveled around much in almost ten years."
Dao Xuanzi seemed to have been waiting for Xue Lan to say something similar. The old man stopped and turned to look at her, his voice calm and even:
"You went to Seven Butterfly Valley, right?"
"Didn't I tell the elders before..."
"Then why are you carrying us to Yandu?"
Xue Lan's attempt at sophistry was interrupted by the old man's upright voice, and she froze on the spot.
Dao Xuanzi remained the dignified and otherworldly immortal, his expression calm, as if he had merely inadvertently revealed his disciple's little secret.
Only when the clamor of voices reached her ears and the distant cry of a crane echoed did Xue Lan finally speak with a sigh:
"As expected, I couldn't hide it from my master."
Dao Xuanzi's lips curled slightly, but he didn't speak. However, the person behind him seemed excited.
Xue Lan's grayish-white eyes seemed to light up with excitement, and her voice was somewhat urgent:
"Isn't my senior brother curious why I want to go to Yandu?"
Dao Xuanzi turned his head and gave her a cold look:
"Wait until the Ascension Ceremony is over."
Xue Lan wisely kept quiet and followed Dao Xuanzi into the main venue.
Beneath the altar in the very center of the main venue, Xu Qizhou, dressed in magnificent robes, sensed something and looked up in the direction of Xue Lan, gazing at the woman in black from afar.
"Uncle-Master, is that Uncle-Master Xue?" Zeng Xiaoshan asked hesitantly.
"What's wrong? You've been so busy these days that you don't even recognize your Uncle Xue?" Xu Qizhou said with a light smile.
"No!" Zeng Xiaoshan looked in Xue Lan's direction:
"I've never seen Uncle Xue like this before, I always feel..."
I just don't think that's her!
Xu Qizhou mentally completed the boy's unfinished words, and then spoke:
"Don't let your mind wander, just focus on your work."
"Perhaps you'll be the one presiding over the sacrificial ceremony at the next Ascension Ceremony."
Xue Lan, Dao Xuanzi, and the others stood at the very top of the main venue, surrounded by a constant murmur of conversation.
And every word and sentence is very clear:
"Those are Dao Xuan Zhenren and Kong Ming Zhenren from the Xuanhuang Sect, right? And the woman behind them..."
"That must be Master Xue of the Wan Gong Fang. He truly is a young genius with extraordinary bearing..."
A child prodigy?
Xue Lan pondered these four words in her heart and couldn't help but smile softly.
How can the Wolf King, at his current age, be considered a child prodigy?
The disciples of various sects were making a ruckus in the main venue, and the sect leaders and powerful demons were also in turmoil on the jade platform directly above the main venue.
Dressed in a magnificent gown, Tu Shan Yan's nails were adorned with bright red nail polish. She gently tugged at the wide sleeve of the grey-clad woman beside her.
"Yandu has been living in seclusion for thousands of years and has not participated in the Ascension Conference. This time, two Flower and Tree Envoys have come. Could it be that they also want to see the demeanor of the new Master of the Myriad Crafts Workshop?"
The woman in gray beside her remained indifferent, and upon hearing this, gently slapped Tu Shanyan's hand away.
"nature."
"As expected of Qian Zheng, she's a blockhead..."
Tu Shanyan paused slightly before speaking again:
"The person you've been waiting for has arrived."
Upon hearing this, Qian Zheng turned her head and happened to see a woman in black with a cold expression behind Dao Xuanzi.
The Northern River Wolf is the chief lord...
The woman's hands, hidden in her sleeves, began to tremble slightly as she recalled the insane plan her master had mentioned earlier.
A being who breaks boundaries!
The cultivators in the lower realm of Yuanming had very high expectations for Wan Gong Fang.
Xue Lan knew it as soon as she landed on the platform.
Several burning gazes fell upon him, and looking around, he saw only familiar faces.
The Nine-Tailed Fox of Fengdu, the Flower Tree Envoy of Yandu...
There was even the Great Protector of Seven Butterfly Valley.
His sharp gaze made the new clothes he was wearing feel heavy, as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his shoulders.
Xue Lan steeled herself and followed Dao Xuanzi to the very front. Only when they reached the very front of the platform seating did Dao Xuanzi raise his hand and point to the side:
“You sit there.”
The previously lively atmosphere suddenly turned cold.
Xue Lan turned to face the spot Dao Xuanzi was pointing to, which was to the right of the main seat.
Xue Lan suddenly recalled what Xu Qizhou had written in the notebook when they were preparing for the Ascension Ceremony.
During the Ascension Ceremony, it doesn't matter who sits in the main seat, since it's all taken turns anyway.
But who sits in the seats below the main seat is very important!
The human race has six sects and twelve factions, while the demon race has three capitals and five prefectures.
Although the goal is to unite in the fight against the demons, there still needs to be some sectary foundation and hierarchical distinctions between different clans.
Xue Lan chuckled inwardly.
She originally thought that the Wan Gong Fang had emerged out of nowhere, with few disciples and a weak foundation, and at most it would just add another position to the twelve sects.
However, it now seems that Dao Xuanzi wants to expand the six sects into seven.
The powerful beings from the lower realms of Yuanming appeared completely calm on the surface, but their telepathic communication was probably all over the place!
Thinking of this, Xue Lan was filled with mixed emotions.
Thinking back to the previous Ascension Ceremony, he was just a junior disciple standing behind Dao Xuanzi.
Unexpectedly, in this year's Ascension Conference, the renowned Master of the Myriad Crafts Workshop managed to carve out a spot among the six sects.
The woman walked forward slowly with a faint smile on her lips.
The headmaster had risked his reputation to secure her position in the upper sect, so naturally he couldn't be timid or hesitant.
A figure dressed in black slowly walked towards the seat. As he walked, the dark red patterns on his shoulders kept changing, causing Ziyun Daojun of Jiangyun Sect to open his eyes.
After Xue Lan walked to the seat, she turned around and slowly bowed with her hands clasped in greeting:
"Xue Lan, the owner of Wan Gong Fang, thanks all of you for your kind words."
After speaking, the woman lightly waved her sleeve and calmly sat down.
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A chapter
(I need to take the day off tomorrow; I might have to go out.)