“Grandmaster?”
Feng Mingfei called out tentatively. It had already been the time it takes half a cup of tea since Grandmaster last responded to her.
“What is it?” Xu Chengfeng’s languid voice drifted out from the sect master’s ring.
Only after hearing his voice did Feng Mingfei finally relax a little.
She had been afraid that the soul Grandmaster was hiding within the sect master’s ring had disappeared.
This was the founding ancestor!
She had personally experienced just how powerful he was moments ago.
Although it had been Grandmaster borrowing her body to make his move,
He had used her body. That meant as long as she could inherit his true teachings, she too could effortlessly slay cultivators of the same realm!
With Grandmaster’s help, her dream would surely come true…
So she was terrified that this wisp of his soul might vanish.
This was a supreme thigh to cling to. Feng Mingfei was absolutely determined to hold on tight.
“When will Grandmaster leave?”
Feng Mingfei asked cautiously.
“Ten years? Or a hundred? Who knows.” What Xu Chengfeng had left behind back then was only a wisp of divine soul.
But it was a thick one. And a lasting one.
At the time, Xu Chengfeng had assumed that when he was awakened, it would be in the midst of some extraordinary immortal-tier battle, so he had left quite a bit of divine power within this wisp of soul.
To ensure that once this fragment of his divine soul was awakened, his sect would have absolute odds of victory, Xu Chengfeng had put considerable effort into preparing it.
This divine soul buried within the sect master’s ring was not merely a remnant of consciousness. It contained the entirety of Xu Chengfeng’s awareness.
This meant that Xu Chengfeng’s physical body in the Divine Realm was currently in a dormant, suspended state. Only after this wisp of his divine soul in the mortal world was completely exhausted would his consciousness return to the Divine Realm.
Secluding himself for ten or even a hundred years for cultivation was a common occurrence for him, so Xu Chengfeng was not in the least worried about his body in the Divine Realm.
When Feng Mingfei heard his answer, she was overjoyed.
“Why are you so concerned about when this wisp of my soul will dissipate?”
“Ah… this disciple… this disciple was poisoned by those villains from the Shura Sect. If Grandmaster were to leave, I fear I might meet with misfortune…” Before she could finish, Xu Chengfeng interrupted her.
“Do not lie. When I possessed your body just now, I already neutralized that insignificant poison.”
At some point, Xu Chengfeng had emerged from the sect master’s ring. He now stood before Feng Mingfei. “And you are very bad at lying…”
Moments ago, Feng Mingfei’s face had been flushed red. Even her delicate ears had turned pink, and her hands had been nervously twisting the hem of her skirt…
Now that she saw Grandmaster standing before her, her face grew even redder, and she began to stammer. “Grandmaster, please listen to my exc….listen to my explanation…”
“In truth… in truth, this disciple wished for Grandmaster… wished for Grandmaster to uphold justice for me…”
At first, Feng Mingfei had merely wanted to change the subject and divert Grandmaster’s attention. But the moment those words left her mouth, a surge of grievances welled up inside her.
It was like a child who had been bullied outside, suddenly overcome with tears upon seeing her parents.
He was the founding ancestor of her sect.
Although Feng Mingfei had never truly met Grandmaster before, she had knelt in prayer beneath Xu Chengfeng’s statue since childhood.
Cultivators were different from ordinary families.
Within the sect, there were only elders and fellow disciples. Whenever Feng Mingfei had something weighing on her heart, she would confide in the statue that could always keep her secrets.
So when Feng Mingfei truly met Xu Chengfeng, she naturally felt an innate sense of closeness toward him.
Ever since her master passed away, she had no choice but to shoulder the entire sect’s burden.
Though the sect was small,
She still had to look after her junior sisters.
All the bitterness and grievances that came with it, she could only swallow in silence.
Now, at last, she had found an outlet.
Once Feng Mingfei began to speak, she could not stop.
Like beans spilling from a split bamboo tube, she poured out every hardship and grievance she had endured since taking over as sect master, sparing no detail as she confided in Grandmaster.
Only now did Xu Chengfeng gain a general understanding of the sect’s current situation.
The sect was already struggling to take even a single step forward. The spirit stones within the sect were completely insufficient to sustain its operation.
It was at this time that the Shura Sect suddenly informed Feng Mingfei that they were willing to lend her spirit stones.
But there was one condition: she had to help the Shura Sect hunt a Purple-Scaled Demon Tiger.
Although the Purple-Scaled Demon Tiger possessed peak Spirit Gathering Realm strength, the naive Feng Mingfei agreed for the sake of the spirit stones.
After making arrangements for the sect, she set out with the Shura Sect disciples to hunt the Purple-Scaled Demon Tiger.
Who would have thought that the three Shura Sect members accompanying her would poison her food? If Xu Chengfeng had not appeared in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Feng Mingfei continued pouring out the pressure and grievances she had borne since assuming the position of sect master.
When she finally came back to her senses, night had already fallen, and the sky was strewn with stars like a chain.
“This disciple… this disciple has behaved improperly.”
Feng Mingfei hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
With her emotions spent, she quickly calmed down, realizing how inappropriate her earlier behavior had been.
“You have suffered.”
A gentle voice reached Feng Mingfei’s ears, and at last she could no longer hold herself together.
Grandmaster was truly so gentle.
Feng Mingfei threw herself into Xu Chengfeng’s embrace. Right now, she longed for a warm and comforting hug.
…only to find herself clutching at empty air.
At this moment, Xu Chengfeng was merely a wisp of spirit, without a physical body.
“I’m back. From now on, you will never suffer grievances again.”
Xu Chengfeng lightly brushed a hand over Feng Mingfei’s back.
Though Grandmaster was only a spiritual form, Feng Mingfei could truly feel a gentle, warm hand stroking the top of her head…
The atmosphere was incredibly tender.
…until Xu Chengfeng happened to lower his gaze.
The light fabric at Feng Mingfei’s collar could hardly conceal the expanse of snow-white skin beneath.
From Xu Chengfeng’s angle, he could even glimpse beneath her arm…
The front of her robe hung loosely, yet it tightened suddenly at the waist, perfectly outlining her slender, delicate waist and the smooth curve of her hips.
The hem of her skirt fell just below her knees. Her long legs were wrapped in sheer white silk stockings, but from her earlier clash with the Shura Sect disciples, the fabric at her ankles had torn, revealing pale flawless skin.
Even though Feng Mingfei was not in some so-called “battle-damaged outfit”, her attire was already far too daring.
Back when he had just founded the sect, although the cultivators did not all wear loose Daoist robes, they at least dressed in thick, substantial long robes and skirts.
Had things really developed to this extent now?
The less fabric there was, the higher the defense. Was that it?
“As the sect master of our sect, your attire is somewhat improper.”
“Ah…” Feng Mingfei secretly glanced at Grandmaster and honestly replied, “This is a custom-made robe for the sect master. Master personally designed it…”
“In fact, Master had already planned to turn our sect into a seduction Sect…”
“It was only because Master passed away that the plan was delayed.”
“This disciple had intended to fulfill Master’s last wish after receiving the spirit stones from the Shura Sect. After all… this outfit was quite expensive to make.”
“There’s no need to continue with the plan to transform our sect into a Seduction Sect,” Xu Chengfeng said, inwardly heaving a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had appeared in time.
If his sect had truly become a Seduction Sect, his old face would have been utterly disgraced.
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