Yao Ling'er widened her red lips in surprise.
She had never expected that the reason Ning XuanWu wanted her to stay was this.
"I know this puts you in a difficult position..." Ning XuanWu said gravely: "But this concerns the future of our XuanWu Sect. The entire fate of XuanWu Sect rests in your hands."
"Besides, if you really could become his woman, it wouldn't actually wrong you. After all, he is at least at the Martial Saint realm. Have you not always admired and looked up to the strong?"
Having said that, Ning XuanWu looked at Yao Ling'er questioningly.
Yao Ling'er pursed her red lips tightly, pondering Ning XuanWu's words.
What he said was not unreasonable.
Putting aside whether he was the Martial Emperor, just being a Martial Saint was enough to make countless people submit. If not for these incidents, that young man was definitely someone Yao Ling'er admired and pursued.
"Master, it's not that I'm unwilling, but will he really look upon me?"
Yao Ling'er's face turned uncertain.
In front of others, seducing a man was easy with her innate beauty and considerable charming skills.
But a master with at least Martial Saint cultivation, what woman could he not have? Why would he look upon her, Yao Ling'er?
Ning XuanWu also furrowed his brows.
But things had come to this, there was no other way. He could only reassure: "Ling'er, your teacher believes in your skills. Success depends on people but is ordained by heaven. You can definitely do it."
Yao Ling'er instantly felt the heavy burden of a thousand pounds on her shoulders.
But this dangerous yet rewarding mission also ignited her fighting spirit and anticipation.
Soon after, Ning XuanWu and the rest returned to XuanWu Sect. Yao Ling'er did not act rashly at first, instead she concealed her cultivation and settled down in Pingjiang City...
In a heavily guarded great hall.
Qingshan Patriarch's expression flickered with great fury. Under extreme anger, the veins in his arms protruded.
He had just emerged from closed-door cultivation and immediately heard Lan Xue report that Yu Wujie had recklessly attacked the young sir at Baofeng Trading House last time.
How could he tolerate this?
"Elder San, you must give me an explanation for this." Qingshan Patriarch emanated oppressive energy and said in a low voice to an elder below: "I must kill Yu Wujie, no, I want him lingchi."
Hearing Qingshan Patriarch say this, Elder San's expression changed greatly. He knelt on the ground directly.
"Sect leader, calm your anger. I beg you to give Wujie a chance. Let me pay any price." Elder San said anxiously: "I won't hide it from the sect leader, besides being my disciple, Wujie has another identity."
Qingshan Patriarch said coldly.
"So the sect leader already knew." Elder San's expression was awkward as he lowered his head.
"Humph, if he wasn't your illegitimate son, would I still be talking to you here?" Qingshan Patriarch said coldly: "Otherwise that Yu Wujie would have been a dead dog long ago."
"Thank you for your mercy, sect leader." Elder San heavily kowtowed, pleading for mercy: "I beg the sect leader to consider all the years I have contributed to the sect, spare Wujie's life."
"I am willing to take Wujie's punishment."
Then, resolve showing on his face, Elder San swiftly and cleanly severed an arm and placed it before Qingshan Patriarch. His face pale, he sincerely said to Qingshan Patriarch: "If the patriarch feels it's not enough, I am willing to sever another arm!"
"Must you go to such extremes?"
Qingshan Patriarch flashed over, stopping Elder San's bleeding meridians with two bursts of energy.
"Please, sect leader, have mercy." Elder San continued kowtowing.
"Forget it, forget it."
Qingshan Patriarch shook his head. Although Elder San was a bit corrupt, he had indeed contributed much to Qingshan Sect over the years. Now that he had gone to such lengths, if Qingshan Patriarch still did not show mercy, Elder San might really die before him.
Also, his doting protectiveness of Yu Wujie also had to do with Qingshan Sect.
Back then, during a war between Qingshan Sect and another sect, Elder San had fought fiercely for three days and was gravely injured and on the verge of death. Although he was saved, his yang portal was destroyed and he could no longer continue the lineage.
For this one son, he would certainly do everything to protect him.
"Thank you for your mercy, sect leader." Elder San gave his thanks kowtowing.
"This is not me showing mercy, but that young sir did not take this matter to heart." Qingshan Patriarch said in a low voice: "Otherwise, not just you, the entire Qingshan Sect could not have kept him at bay. But I warn you, better keep your people in line."
"Also, now that you know that young sir's identity, you absolutely must not leak a single word to others. If his secluded cultivation is disturbed because of your leaks, you can go apologize yourself!"
Elder San quickly retreated. Through various means, he finally got Yu Wujie released.
Once freed, Yu Wujie ignored his untreated injuries and sent people to look into Peng Ying's whereabouts. He learned that Peng Ying had been directly expelled from Qingshan Sect, and his expression turned extremely gloomy.
"I finally got her into Qingshan Sect but have yet to get my hands on her. This won't do. I must get her back."