ALL NOVEL Chapter 4 - Are You Looking Down On My Master?
“Miss Lin, there’s nothing over here.”
“I couldn’t find anything on my side either.”
“Damn it! Where has that person hidden this demoness?”
The impatient group of people determined to capture Yu Lan grew increasingly agitated.
Lin Qingxue stood in the main hall, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. She touched her chin while pondering why they couldn’t find Yu Lan.
They had indeed sent Yu Lan flying over to the Divine Vision Sect, and it was certain that the demoness had no chance to move. However, within this small area of the Divine Vision Sect, Lin Qingxue couldn’t sense Yu Lan’s presence at all.
She had unwavering faith in her judgment, and the others also believed that Yu Lan couldn’t have gone far. Yet they had been searching for an hour, and still no trace of the demoness or even any bloodstains.
With the limited space in this sect, where could Yu Lan possibly hide?
“She must be somewhere around here!” Lin Qingxue’s intuition told her that Yu Lan had to be there. “Let’s keep searching!”
She couldn’t let Yu Lan roam freely, as the demoness was extremely dangerous. Only those who practiced forbidden techniques had such a strong urge for bloodsucking.
No one had died in the recent attacks, but they couldn’t take that risk for granted. Other martial artists might have ulterior motives, seeking fame or government rewards, but Lin Qingxue’s goal was pure: she wanted to be a righteous heroine serving society.
As a result, many people secretly called her a naive fool, but she was unaware of this.
“You are quite persistent,” He Yuzhou said, admiringly looking at Lin Qingxue. Over the years, he had seldom encountered such an honest and pure cultivator.
Most of the people he had met had been corrupted by the world, but Lin Qingxue had remained remarkably healthy. It was a rare sight.
“By the way, would you like to join our Divine Vision Sect?” He Yuzhou sized up Lin Qingxue’s appearance and his eyes sparkled. “We’re currently recruiting beautiful girls, and you’re so cute, which fits the criteria.”
As soon as these words came out, Zhi Shi’s face darkened. She knew that someone was trying to steal her master again.
“C-C-C-Cute!?” Lin Qingxue blushed furiously at He Yuzhou’s unexpected comment. “You, you unscrupulous rogue!”
Being called cute in public made her feel incredibly embarrassed, but there was a hint of joy beneath it.
She had dressed neutrally to avoid being seen as a girl who seeks attention from men, but deep down, she still hoped for compliments.
“I am an outer disciple of the Qingshan Sect. How could I possibly join your demonic sect?” She snorted but the blush on her face hadn’t faded.
“Besides, you, with only the Middle stage Foundation Building strength as a sect leader, how can I join your sect?” She glanced at He Yuzhou and continued, “Even if your true strength far exceeds Foundation Building, you’re deliberately concealing it, which means you don’t dare to reveal your true strength openly.”
If He Yuzhou were a powerful figure, he wouldn’t need to play these games in front of her like this.
He Yuzhou crossed his arms and tilted his head, thinking about how to explain.
He really did want Lin Qingxue to join the Divine Vision Sect. Lin Qingxue was a genuine beauty, and with a little grooming, she wouldn’t be any less attractive than Zhi Shi.
Yes, he admitted it; he had a fondness for beautiful girls.
“However, it seems that I am indeed only at the Middle stage Foundation Building stage,” He Yuzhou responded in a dejected tone.
He practiced a peculiar technique called “Sword Nurturing Art.” As he progressed in the art, he realized that the sword was the boss, and he was merely an accessory who used the sword.
It was a technique that suited him very well.
“What?” Lin Qingxue was stunned by He Yuzhou’s response. A leader of a demonic sect with only Middle stage Foundation Building strength? Had the Divine Vision Sect really fallen to such a pitiful state? This was too pitiable and laughable.
However, Lin Qingxue thought there might be another possibility: He Yuzhou was playing games with her.
“Hurry up and hand over that demoness. I don’t have time to play games with you here!” Lin Qingxue stared at He Yuzhou with a firm gaze. “Your Divine Vision Sect has been safe so far only because you haven’t done anything that disturbs the order of the world.”
“But if you shelter that demoness, things won’t be the same,” she said, her eyes gleaming coldly as she began to channel her energy.
If He Yuzhou continued to stall, Lin Qingxue would resort to force to pressure him.
Her sword swiftly unsheathed, and its icy light shone. The tip of the blade was aimed directly at He Yuzhou.
In her imagination, He Yuzhou would surely block her with the sword.
She could tell that He Yuzhou was stronger than her, but if he were truly powerful, he wouldn’t be hiding on this desolate hill, guarding a sect with no disciples.
So, even if He Yuzhou was strong, it wasn’t to an extraordinary degree.
Other martial artists thought that if Lin Qingxue couldn’t handle He Yuzhou, they would join the fight.
The guy guarding this remote hill wasn’t going to be that strong, right? One person couldn’t win against twenty, could they?
With these thoughts, they couldn’t help but smirk, and their gazes toward He Yuzhou became increasingly scornful.
In this atmosphere, Lin Qingxue’s sword thrust forward.
*Clang!* A crisp sound echoed as the sword failed to reach He Yuzhou.
Zhi Shi had positioned herself in front of He Yuzhou and used her fingers to pinch the sharp blade.
Lin Qingxue attempted to pull her sword back, but Zhi Shi’s fingers didn’t budge; they were like a pair of iron tongs.
“Are you looking down on my master?” Zhi Shi’s voice was as cold as her icy glare, which was even colder than the chill of the sword blade.
She didn’t hide her killing intent at all, and she stared at Lin Qingxue and the other martial artists.
Although Zhi Shi stood there, Lin Qingxue felt like she was being looked down upon.
Zhi Shi’s white robe with red cloud patterns seemed to burn like her rage. It created the illusion that the cloud patterns were on fire.
“I-I-I didn’t…” Lin Qingxue stammered, unable to restrain herself from explaining.
“You scum,” Zhi Shi said in a cold, emotionless tone, her words dripping with frost, showing that she hadn’t paid any attention to what Lin Qingxue had said.
These scoundrels dared to look down on her master, the person she respected and loved most.