The Second Elder’s eyes lit up as he spoke, even showing a hint of excitement.
At this moment, Zhou Qing was already cursing inwardly, thinking what a pervert.
Such great talent, yet he chooses to steal techniques from so many sects, faking his death to escape, and loves playing all kinds of games—what a freak.
"Shh, the main act is about to start."
Zhou Qing was about to leave again, but the Second Elder quickly pointed ahead, sighing with emotion.
Zhou Qing looked over and finally noticed that at this moment, Immortal Xuan You’s face was starting to show faint red patterns that quickly spread.
The patterns seemed to writhe like flowing magma on her fair skin, madly twisting.
Immortal Xuan You bit her lower lip, striving not to let out a painful moan, but sweat continuously dripped from her forehead to the ground.
"This is the consequence of practicing the forbidden technique ’Sealing Spirit Prohibition Art.’ It should be endured every night, and the pain she suffers is far worse than you can imagine."
The Second Elder clicked his tongue.
It was Zhou Qing’s first time witnessing this scene directly—the high and mighty sect leader goes through such torment every night?
To make a late-stage Divinity Transformation expert endure for so many years without getting used to the curse shows how powerful it is.
"Kid, hang in there. If you manage to win her over, the entire Cyan Feather Immortal Sect’s women will be yours. You can have whichever girl you want to peek at while they bathe..."
Before the Second Elder could finish his vulgar words, Immortal Xuan You trembled all over and suddenly looked at the two of them.
Zhou Qing’s expression changed. He immediately turned around, silver light flashing underfoot, and instinctively ran.
"Good heavens, in such a short time, you’ve already cultivated the ’Silver Dragon Step’ to this extent. Quite the talent!"
The Second Elder’s eyes were full of astonishment and praise.
In the next moment, Immortal Xuan You suddenly rushed out, her terrifying Divine Sense extending outward, instantly locking onto Zhou Qing.
"I’m doomed!" This was Zhou Qing’s only thought.
This damned Second Elder!
Suddenly, Zhou Qing’s body started to fall straight down, even foaming at the mouth, hoping this trick would work.
But before he could hit the ground, a pair of old but firm hands grabbed him directly.
"Fool, this trick was taught to your master by me back in the day. Do you think someone at the verge of death and carrying the entire sect’s fate would let their secret be discovered? Better to kill a thousand wrongly than let one slip!"
After hastily speaking, the Second Elder and Zhou Qing’s figures disappeared from their original spot.
The next second, Immortal Xuan You appeared in that space, standing in the air, her expression extremely ugly, filled with killing intent as waves of Divine Sense began to search continuously.
When Zhou Qing next set foot on the ground, he was already back in his room.
He was filled with lingering fear.
As for the Second Elder, he took out a wine gourd from his waist, laid back on the bed with crossed legs, and took a small sip.
"Kid, you don’t trust me!" said the Second Elder.
Zhou Qing’s heart was still pounding, unable to calm down.
Do you think I can trust you?
If I hadn’t escaped in time, I’d carry the reputation of peeking at the sect leader for the rest of my life.
At that time, not just Sikong Yan, the Palace Master of Cangyan Daoist Palace who already hates me, but countless others from the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect would not let me off.
But fortunately, the Second Elder had some conscience.
"Thank you, senior, I was being small-minded," Zhou Qing said politely.
The Second Elder waved his hand: "Go outside, I’ve commandeered this house today!"
With that, he flipped over and went to sleep.
Zhou Qing laughed awkwardly, carefully carrying the old hen out the door, then sat alone in the courtyard gazing at the bright moon, lost in thought.
The next morning, when Zhou Qing cautiously pushed the door open, he found that the Second Elder had left sometime earlier.
"Kid, I had some urgent business and left first. Next time, I’ll change my aura. If you can recognize me, I’ll give you a real opportunity," the Second Elder’s message rang out, and Zhou Qing shook his head with a wry smile.
Zhou Qing then stretched his sore limbs, for safety’s sake, replaced his bedding again, and carefully checked the entire room, only relaxing once everything was in order.
Zhou Qing did not intend to report the Second Elder’s matters to the sect—let it be their little secret.
After finishing everything and about to rest, a figure appeared at the courtyard gate.
"Zhou Qing!" Duanmu Shu’s face showed rare embarrassment.
Zhou Qing was immediately excited.
They say training soldiers for a thousand days to use them but once!
"Greetings, Supreme Elder!" Zhou Qing saluted.
Duanmu Shu directly handed over ten Mid-grade Spirit Stones.
"I might need to trouble you again!"
Zhou Qing happily accepted, though his face remained calm, "Elder, you’re too kind. It’s my duty as a disciple."
"Be careful!" Duanmu Shu warned with appreciation.
Then, when Zhou Qing appeared in the Pocket World again, he found not only Duanmu Shu, but also two other Supreme Elders.
One of them was the Supreme Elder who had introduced him to the Pocket World when his first cultivation technique succeeded.
It seemed this time the three of them would enter together.
Zhou Qing greeted them one by one.
"These are five Yang Fire Talismans, be cautious!" another Elder warned.