Invincible Soul Emperor

After he finished speaking, the youth turned and walked toward the bamboo house, leaving Lin Lanxin standing there respectfully, not daring to even breathe too loudly.

When the youth arrived before the bamboo house, he saluted respectfully and spoke carefully, ”Saint Heir, someone from the Huanyue Sect has arrived. They say it’s about the matter of the Wordless Jade Bi.”

No response came from inside, but the lantern within the house gradually brightened.

Understanding the cue, the youth saluted the bamboo house again before waving to the distant Lin Lanxin. She quickly trotted over to his side, keeping her head bowed, not daring to speak.

The youth instructed, ”The Saint Heir’s time is precious. Do not ramble or be unclear, or you know the consequences.”

Lin Lanxin nodded vigorously. ”Thank you for your guidance. I will explain the matter clearly and concisely.”

The youth glanced at her one last time, then respectfully addressed the interior of the bamboo house, ”Saint Heir, the person from the Huanyue Sect is here.”

A faint ”hmm” came from inside the bamboo house. It contained no trace of emotion, making it impossible to discern joy or sorrow.

The youth opened the door, and a wave of pure Spiritual Energy rushed out. He gestured for Lin Lanxin to enter.

Lin Lanxin took several deep breaths to calm her racing heart. Then, lifting the hem of her long skirt, she slowly stepped over the threshold and into the bamboo house.

After entering, she didn’t dare to raise her head. She immediately knelt at the entrance, her forehead pressed tightly to the floor, saying with a tremor in her voice, ”Lin Lanxin of the Huanyue Sect pays her respects to the Saint Heir.”

”Rise. Lin Lanxin, the wife of Huan Yuehua. You are, after all, the matriarch of a sect. Take a seat and speak,” came a magnetic voice, so comforting it felt as if one’s very pores were opening in pleasure. Only then did Lin Lanxin carefully rise and sit on one of the bamboo chairs lining the walls.

However, she sat bolt upright, with only the edge of her rear on the seat, prepared to stand and offer her respects at a moment’s notice.

A moment later, a youth emerged from behind a screen. He was dressed in white, with a face so handsome it would make even women jealous. Seeing him, Lin Lanxin felt her breath hitch. The youth wore a faint smile, giving one the pleasant feeling of a spring breeze, yet the powerful, latent aura he exuded was also somewhat chilling.

He reclined against a bamboo bed and spoke with an air of indifference, ”Tell me about the matter of the Wordless Jade Bi.”

Sitting rigidly, Lin Lanxin heard the query and promptly responded, ”Reporting to the Saint Heir, two days ago, our Huanyue Sect sent men into Thunder Valley, only to find that the Wordless Jade Bi had already been taken. Before that, only one person had entered the cave of the Wordless Jade Bi: Chen Qingye. Therefore, we suspect the Wordless Jade Bi is now in his possession.”

The Saint Heir’s brows furrowed. The action creased his exquisite features, enough to make one’s heart ache in sympathy. His voice, still magnetic and flat, simply asked, ”Suspect?”

His indifferent word caused Lin Lanxin to break out in a cold sweat. She hastily replied, ”Forgive me, Saint Heir. This Chen Qingye is not only a sixth-rank Pill King, but his strength has also reached the eighth layer of the Martial Spirit Realm. Because he has an agreement for a life-and-death arena match with my husband, my husband cannot personally act against him. Thus, we are unable to verify the truth of the matter for you.”

This time, the Saint Heir did not frown, but his tone grew even more placid. ”Is that all?”

Lin Lanxin understood that the more placid the Saint Heir’s tone, the angrier he truly was. Growing more afraid, she bit her lip and said, ”I dare not conceal anything from you, Saint Heir. This Chen Qingye killed my son in the Chaotic Labyrinth. I have come this time for two reasons: first, to inform you of the whereabouts of the Wordless Jade Bi, and second, to beseech you, Saint Heir, to take action and execute Chen Qingye.”

The Saint Heir smiled faintly and sat up straight. ”You are loyal enough, I suppose. The Wordless Jade Bi isn’t that important to me. Having it would merely be gilding the lily; without it is no great loss.”

Hearing this, Lin Lanxin immediately dropped to her knees again, kowtowing as she spoke. ”Reporting to the Saint Heir, that Chen Qingye has not only seized eighty percent of the Spirit Pill industry in Chaoyun Country, but he also killed my son and entered into a life-and-death contract with my husband! If you do not help us, Saint Heir, my Huanyue Sect might face utter annihilation! Then you, my lord, would lose one loyal dog. I beg the Saint Heir to reconsider!”

The Saint Heir shook his head with a smile. ”This world has no shortage of dogs. So-called loyalty is merely a facade, driven by self-interest.”

After speaking, the Saint Heir stood up. With a flick of his finger, a powerful surge of Spiritual Energy manifested beneath Lin Lanxin’s knees, lifting her to her feet. He then spoke again, ”However, this Chen Qingye you speak of... for someone at the eighth layer of the Martial Spirit Realm to be able to kill your son, who was at the peak of the Martial Spirit Realm, is indeed quite capable. If I remember correctly, your son possessed an eight-star Martial Soul and already had the combat power of the Martial King Realm. Yet, he was still no match for Chen Qingye.”

He paced leisurely around the room, continuing in his placid tone, ”Furthermore, for a cultivator at the Martial Spirit Realm to have the audacity to accept a life-and-death arena match with someone from the Martial King Realm is quite unexpected.”

At this, the Saint Heir stopped walking and called out gently toward the outside of the bamboo house, ”Li Rui, come in.”

As his voice faded, the same young man who had led Lin Lanxin in appeared inside the room. He saluted the Saint Heir respectfully and asked, ”What are your orders, Saint Heir?”

The Saint Heir pointed at Lin Lanxin. ”Li Rui, go with her and bring me the one called Chen Qingye.”

Li Rui bowed again, respectfully accepting the command.

A look of hesitation appeared on Lin Lanxin’s face. Looking at Li Rui, who was only at the first layer of the Martial King Realm, she stammered, ”S-Saint Heir... Although that Chen Qingye is at the eighth layer of the Martial Spirit Realm, he survived a direct blow from my husband. Sending this gentleman...”

Though she didn’t finish her sentence, her distrust in Li Rui was palpable. After all, Huan Xinghe had once killed a cultivator at the first layer of the Martial King Realm, yet he was still no match for Chen Qingye. Sending another at the first layer of the Martial King Realm now... isn’t that just serving him up on a platter?

The Saint Heir shook his head with a smile. ”Although Li Rui is at the first layer of the Martial King Realm, he is a disciple trained by a Nine-Star Sect. Fighting above his realm is a simple matter for him.”

Li Rui let out a cold snort and spoke with disdain, ”I have personally slain a cultivator at the fourth layer of the Martial King Realm. What’s so difficult about dealing with a mere ant from the Martial Spirit Realm? How dare you look down on me?”