HLnovel Chapter 453 So he doesn't want me anymore!
Chapter 453 So he doesn't want me anymore!
Xue Lan felt that her brain wasn't quite up to par.
The newly appointed head of the Wan Gong Fang stood before his elders, racking his brains but unable to figure out which of his misdeeds had been discovered by Dao Xuanzi.
This has led to the man now wanting to expel her from the sect.
His attitude was resolute; he didn't even inform Ling Yuanzi.
Because she hadn't expected it, Xue Lan chose to apologize first.
Dao Xuanzi wanted to talk to Xue Lan, partly to ask about the situation in the Wan Gong Fang, and partly to discuss Xue Lan's future establishment of a sect.
"Lan..."
"thump!"
Dao Xuanzi had barely begun to speak when the woman in the black robe embroidered with gold suddenly knelt on the ground with lightning speed. Her knees struck the ground with a dull thud.
"This disciple knows his mistake and will correct it. Master, please don't send me away!"
Dao Xuanzi: ?
Master Hengyang: ?
Fellow cultivators who are here to watch the spectacle: ?
The surrounding noise and commotion receded like a tide after Xue Lan uttered those words.
All eyes were on the woman kneeling before Dao Xuanzi.
Master Hengyang secretly communicated with Dao Xuanzi telepathically, speaking somewhat hesitantly:
"Did your Xuanhuang Sect abuse this child before?"
Dao Xuanzi was furious upon hearing this:
"Nonsense, she's more likely to bully the entire Xuanhuang Sect by herself!"
Master Hengyang clearly didn't believe it: "Really?"
"Go take a look at that huge breach at the foot of my Xuanling Peak. Could abusing her have made her so explosive?"
It was only then that Master Hengyang seemed to regain his long-lost memories.
The old man stroked his short beard and nodded in agreement:
"It seems so."
Dao Xuanzi rolled his eyes at him: "Go back, go back to the War Puppet Mansion."
"You're not suited to thinking, you're only suited to swinging a hammer!"
After a "friendly" exchange with Master Hengyang, Dao Xuanzi suppressed the urge to slap Xue Lan and put on what he considered a kind and amiable smile:
"My dear child, are you a little tired from the trials inside?"
"Come, let me help you up."
As he spoke, the old man offered to help Xue Lan up, but the person kneeling on the ground avoided him.
Xue Lan's mind raced.
It certainly seemed like a very serious matter. Even her master didn't want to talk about it in front of everyone and was preparing to take her home to get a beating.
Let them fight, but expelling them from the sect is absolutely unacceptable.
The woman gently closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them again, they were filled with tears.
My tongue, which was usually very nimble, seemed to be tied in a knot today:
"Master Uncle...I was wrong!"
"Even if it means death, Lan'er would rather die than be expelled from the sect!"
A gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd, and a vein throbbed on Dao Xuanzi's forehead.
The old man could no longer care about his previous air of otherworldly wisdom. He bent down slightly and whispered in Xue Lan's ear:
"Did you take the wrong medicine at the Wan Gong Fang? When did I ever expel you from the sect?"
He lowered his voice to save face, but Xue Lan did not.
The woman's voice was not only loud, but she even used magic to make her voice last a long time.
The headmaster had just clearly stated that he and Lanlan would henceforth be of the same generation and address each other as fellow Daoists.
"Did Lan'er do something wrong?"
Only after hearing this did Master Hengyang understand Xue Lan's meaning. The old man looked at Dao Xuanzi beside him in surprise:
"Does your Xuanhuang Sect never tell the truth to your children?"
Dao Xuanzi felt the gazes of the surrounding cultivators and slowly turned his face away.
The old man's voice was somewhat muffled:
"I just haven't had the chance yet, have I?"
Since the Demon Clan invasion, Xue Lan has rarely returned to the Xuanhuang Sect, either because she was injured or had mental problems.
“If you won’t tell me, then I will!” Master Hengyang was eager to try.
Dao Xuanzi hardened his heart and nodded to his old friend:
"Say it!"
We'll have to talk about this sooner or later.
Master Hengyang received Dao Xuanzi's permission and then smiled as he looked at Xue Lan, who was kneeling in front of him.
"Lanlan, do you know that many years ago, the elders of the six sects and twelve factions made an agreement that no matter which sect's disciple became the head of the Wan Gong Fang, the Wan Gong Fang would have to establish its own sect?"
Xue Lan nodded obediently:
"Xue Lan knew about this before she joined the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop. But what does that have to do with me being expelled from my sect?"
Master Hengyang sighed:
"The owner of Wan Gong Fang must not have any karmic ties with any existing immortal sect in the Yuanming Realm."
Xue Lan was slightly taken aback.
The woman's tone became agitated again:
"why?"
"The six sects and twelve factions fought together against the demons, and there was no discord between the sects."
Why do this?
Is there any conflict between her being the head of the Wan Gong Fang workshop and being the top disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect's Jiyuan Peak?
"Uncle!"
Xue Lan slowly rose from the ground and asked Xuanzi:
"why?"
Dao Xuanzi turned slightly, the old man's expression was solemn, and he raised his hand and placed it on Xue Lan's head.
"This is to... protect you."
"It's also to protect the entire Wan Gong Fang."
The old man's voice was gentle and clear, as if he were comforting a little girl from many years ago.
Xue Lan suddenly understood what Dao Xuanzi meant.
The Wan Gong Fang was very important; it was the opportunity for the Yuan and Ming dynasties to turn defeat into victory in the great war.
It is also an indispensable part of my own process of repairing the Yuanming Realm.
It's so important.
It's so important that she, as the current head of the Wan Gong Workshop, cannot afford to make the slightest mistake.
We must not be discovered by the demons.
"Is it to avoid being detected by the demons?"
Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and the art of cause and effect is incredibly mysterious...
For the safety of Wan Gong Fang, she, as the head of the workshop, must be well taken care of.
"We must be absolutely certain." Xue Lan slowly raised her head and looked at Dao Xuanzi.
Her master, Master, would not allow those Xuanhuang Sect disciples fighting on the front lines to become clues for the Demon Clan to find the Wan Gong Workshop.
Therefore, the only option is...
Sever the connection between Xue Lan and the Xuanhuang Sect's lineage, making her truly a drifting duckweed in this world, undetected by the demons.
Dao Xuanzi noticed that the man under his command suddenly started trembling, and the old man closed his eyes.
Only he can play the villain.
"Uncle..."
Xue Lan laughed hoarsely:
"No wonder my master said that before I entered the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop..."
"Next up is the Wan Gong Fang Zhu, who will be your peer."
"So that's it..."
So that's why they don't want me anymore!
Xue Lan's worried voice reached my ears:
"Xue Lan..."
"I'm fine...they won't succeed."
Xue Lan's entanglement with Yuan Mingjie is so deep that only she herself can sever it.
She just felt a little uncomfortable.
It was as painful as the night he discovered that Ling Yuanzi intended to use his own death to plant the seed of his demonic heart.
The woman laughed self-deprecatingly.
He was still planning to sever all causal ties between himself and the Yuanming Realm to mend the heavens.
Why is it that when the Xuanhuang Sect wants to sever its karmic ties with him, he becomes unwilling?
Xue Lan didn't know what was wrong with her.
How can someone who understands everything be unable to understand anything?
I really want to go to the Nine Heavens Demon Realm right now and kill the Demon God!
Large tears fell to the ground, and Xue Lan heard her own hoarse voice:
"Xue Lan will obey the orders of her superior!"