《Myth Beyond Heaven 》Chapter 88: Misunderstanding Big Time
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"Price?" The smile on Yun Qingrou's face never faded away as she said. "Of course, all of you have to pay a certain price."
Hearing this, all the women trembled in fright. Were they going to become a slave and work until dead here?
The middle-aged woman's heart tightened and relaxed a moment later. There was no need to fear anymore since she could not escape from this place, anyway. She swallowed and asked. "Can you elaborate it?"
Yun Qingrou looked at the middle-aged woman with admiration. Among them, she was the courageous one, daring to ask even though she was scared deep down.
"What is your name?" Asked Yun Qingrou.
"My name is Cang Xiao. I used to be the village's head chef before." The middle-aged woman replied, and she added her previous profession in case Yun Qingrou wanted her to work.
Yun Qingrou saw through her thoughts. She laughed slightly. "You've misunderstood something, Miss Cang. All of you are not going to do labor here. On the contrary, you will have all the freedom. You can do whatever you like. We won't restrict you." She paused for a moment and said. "The only price you have to pay is that all of you have to work hard practicing from today onwards."
"Practice?" Cang Xiao frowned slightly, and she immediately understood in the next moment. She remembered Yun Lintian had done something on her, and she suddenly knew how to practice. It was just that there were so many things going around in these few days. She didn't have time to try it.
Seeing they were in doubt, Yun Qingrou asked, "Do you remember the man who saved all of you from the bandits?"
Cang Xiao nodded her head. "Of course, we remembered Young Master Ye."
Yun Qingrou smiled, "In fact, Ye Xiu is not his real name. His actual name is Yun Lintian. He is the Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect?"
"Sect Master? The Misty Cloud Sect?" All the women repeated in confusion. These words were foreign to them.
Cang Xiao seemed to understand something as she asked. "From Miss Yun's words, this place is the Misty Cloud Sect?"
Yun Qingrou replied softly, "You're right. This place belongs to our Misty Cloud Sect. From now on, you don't have to worry about dangers anymore. As long as you stay here in this place, no one can harm you."
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When everyone hearing this, they were overjoyed, and some of them even cried on the spot. In the past, they couldn't get a good sleep at night as they feared the village would become the bandit's target.
Although they didn't understand much about the sect, they knew the Misty Cloud Sect would shelter them from now on.
Cang Xiao heaved a sigh of relief and looked at her daughter in her embrace with a smile. When both of them were captured by the bandits, she was worried something would happen to her daughter, but now everything was better. Not only she and her daughter could live in peace from today onwards, but they also had a chance to become a profound practitioner. Was this the 'Every cloud has a silver lining' as people often said?
Yun Qingrou looked at the group of little girls and saw they were also looked at her timidly with hands placed on their stomachs. Yun Qingrou realized they were probably hungry and said, "All of you must be hungry now. I will bring you to our cafeteria. You can eat whatever you like over there at any time from now on."
All the girls became excited, and they looked at their mothers with pleading eyes. Upon seeing their mothers gave permission, they smiled brightly and looked at Yun Qingrou as though they could not wait anymore.
Without delay further, Yun Qingrou quickly brought them to the cafeteria and called the disciples in charge of today's meal to help these women.
After settling them in the cafeteria, Yun Qingrou returned to the villa to meet Yun Lintian and others.
"Done?" Asked Yun Lintian.
Yun Qingrou glanced at Yun Ci, who was currently walking around the living room while looking at here and there interestingly, and she said, "Everything is going well. Except I don't know how to explain this place doesn't have the night cycle."
Yun Lintian thought it was indeed the problem. "It's fine. They will eventually learn about it sooner or later. Though I don't want to do this, we still have to observe them. I don't want them to create disharmony within our sect."
Unlike the orphan the sect usually recruiting, these women were all adults. It was difficult to make them have a sense of belonging to the sect. Yun Lintian worried that they would do something behind his back one day when they were strong enough. However, if that day had truly come, Yun Lintian didn't mind killing them at all.
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"Let's go. We need to move now. I don't know if that person would come to check the situation in the town." Yun Lintian stood up, prepared to leave.
"Sect Master, do I have to go with you?" Yun Ci suddenly asked. She was still marveled by the Land of Beyond Heaven. This place was simply a paradise, in her opinion.
Yun Lintian shook his head. "You should stay here first and try to practice as soon as possible." He then summoned the Gate of Beyond Heaven and brought Yun Qianxue out.
Both of them appeared in the temporary shelter and saw Yun Huanxin frowned deeply.
"What's the matter?" Yun Lintian asked while observing outside of the shelter.
Yun Huanxin had no time to explain. She hurriedly said, "We need to go now!" Following that, she brought Yun Lintian and Yun Qianxue away in a flash.
At this moment, far away in the sky, Elder Su perceived something and quickly spreading his Spiritual Sense out. Soon, he discovered the temporary shelter and shot straight at it with no hesitation.
"What is it?" Wang Jian asked in puzzlement when he saw Elder Su suddenly changed the direction.
Elder Su answered, "I don't know as well. I just perceived a spatial fluctuation over there. We will take a look first."
Both of them soon arrived above the temporary shelter, and Elder Su used his Spiritual Sense to examine everything cautiously.
"There are people here earlier. They just left." Elder Su said and tried to determine the direction Yun Huanxin had gone to.
Wang Jian looked at the shelter and pondered. This shelter was clearly built not a long time ago. What was the purpose of building this here?
Elder Su had a hunch that the people here earlier might have something to do with the Feng manor's incident.
"We should check the town first." Wang Jian expressed his opinion.
Elder Su frowned slightly. In his opinion, they should chase after these people to find out. However, Wang Jian's status within the White Feather Sect was higher than him, as he was the direct disciple of the current Sect Master. Therefore, even he was a saint, he had no choice but to obey him.
A moment later, both of them appeared above Feng manor and discovered this place had become deserted. Not a single shadow could be seen here.
Elder Su didn't care about this. He went straight to the formation's eyes and carefully examined them. The more he looked at it, the more stunned he had become. He discovered the person who changed his formation was highly proficient in both rune inscription and formation profound art.
Elder Su had studied formation profound art for his entire life, and this was the first time he saw these unrecognizable ancient runes. Without a doubt, this person hailed from one of the nine palaces. Only a long heritage powerhouse like them could have this kind of ancient profound art.
"We might possibly encounter a disciple from one of the nine palaces." Elder Su said in a trembling voice.
Wang Jian was stunned. Of course, he understood what this meant. In front of the nine palaces, his White Feather Sect couldn't be counted as a thing. If this person was indeed a disciple from one of the nine palaces and wanted to trace back to Wang Jian, even his master, the Sect Master of White Feather Sect, might not be able to keep him alive.
Wang Jian was pale when he thought of this. He hurriedly asked. "Are you sure, Elder Su? Why would a disciple of the nine palaces appear here?"
Elder Su wiped cold sweat out of his forehead and nodded heavily. "Ninety-nine percent. Except for them, I can't think of anyone who could inscribe these ancient runes." He took a deep breath to stabilize his nerves and said further, "But I think this person is not going to deal with us. We would be long gone by now if that was the case."
Hearing Elder Su's words, Wang Jian's face was even paler. "Thank god. We didn't chase after that person earlier."
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