The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 353 Shen Hanyi's Outburst of Fury (6k)

The three of them soon arrived at an elegant mansion.

Above the vermilion gate hangs a gilded plaque with three elegant and graceful seal characters that read "Muqian Pavilion".

The mansion was surrounded by lush flowers and trees, and the faint sounds of string and wind instruments could be heard.

"Please announce my arrival," Lu Yaoyao said to the guard at the door, "say that Lu Yaoyao from Taiqing Sect is here with a friend to request an audience with Her Highness the Ninth Princess."

Before long, the gates of the mansion were opened wide.

A young girl dressed in a light purple palace gown strode out; it was none other than the Ninth Princess, Xuan Yuan Muqian.

She wore a few small pearl flowers in her hair, and the jade pendant at her waist jingled. Her bright face was full of surprise.

"Yao Yao!"

Upon seeing Lu Yaoyao, Xuan Yuan Muqian was overjoyed and affectionately took her hand, as if they were best friends meeting, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Why did you suddenly come to the capital? I invited you so many times before, but you never came. This is really unexpected!"

Lu Yaoyao smiled and said, "Isn't this it?"

"Your hair." Only then did Xuan Yuan Mu Qian notice that Lu Yao Yao's originally black hair with silver streaks had turned completely silver-white.

"It's due to the cultivation technique, it's not a problem," Lu Yaoyao explained casually.

A hint of dazedness flashed in Xuan Yuan Mu Qian's eyes: "She's becoming more and more like my mother, it's just a pity."

At this point, her expression suddenly darkened.

Since Consort Chen was imprisoned, she has not been able to see her mother for a long time.

Lu Yaoyao noticed the change in her mood and was wondering if they had arrived at the wrong time when Xuan Yuan Muqian had already smiled again and turned her gaze to the two people behind her.

A silver-haired woman wearing a veil, whose face was obscured, exuded a cold and aloof aura and an invisible pressure that gave Xuan Yuan Muqian the illusion of facing her father, the emperor.

Another blond youth was picking his nose as if no one else was around. When he saw her looking over, he quickly put his finger into his pocket, as if something had "sucked" it.

Then, with a graceful bow, he said, "I am Shen Yunzhou, greetings to the little princess!"

Xuan Yuan Muqian nodded slightly in greeting.

Taking the opportunity, Lu Yaoyao asked, "Sister Muqian, I have something to ask you. Have you seen my Senior Brother Zhou recently?"

Xuan Yuan Muqian smiled knowingly: "I knew you came for this. I have seen you before, but that was two or three years ago, and we haven't met since."

"Where did you meet last time?" Lu Yaoyao's eyes lit up as she eagerly asked.

“At my seventh brother’s residence,” Xuan Yuan Muqian replied, then gestured for him to enter.

"Don't stand here talking, come with me into the mansion and we'll talk in detail."

……

Two hours later, led by Xuan Yuan Muqian, they arrived at the Seventh Prince's [Yi Yun Mansion].

This time, however, Shen Hanyi was nowhere to be found.

The gates of the mansion opened, and the Seventh Prince, Xuan Yuan Yichen, came out to greet them.

When he saw that it was Lu Yaoyao, his expression froze for a moment, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

Then she smiled gently and said, "So it's Miss Lu. What brings you to the capital all of a sudden?"

Xuan Yuan Muqian interjected, "Brother, I've already asked that. They're here to see Brother Zhou. Have you seen him recently?"

Xuanyuan Yichen suddenly realized: "I see. It's a pity that I haven't seen Brother Zhou for a long time since we last parted."

Seeing Lu Yaoyao's disappointed expression, he warmly stepped aside to let her sit down: "Come in and have a seat."

"I have troubled you a lot at Taiqing Gate before. Now that you have come to the capital, I should at least do my best to be a good host."

……

Inside the reception room!

Xuan Yuan Yichen recounted in detail the circumstances of Zhou Qing's last visit, including the matter of the Ghost Hound and the various things he had been secretly maneuvering.

"Oh, right!" Xuan Yuan Yichen suddenly remembered something, took out a jade slip from his storage bag and handed it to Lu Yaoyao.

"This is the cultivation notes of that fourth-level array master in the Array Hall, although it is only the beginning."

He explained, "Brother Zhou was in a hurry to find the Ghost Mastiff brothers and didn't have time to think about this matter. If you can find him, please pass this on to him."

“If he is truly interested in studying, he can come to me anytime. I still have a place reserved for him, so I can take him into the temple to study.”

Lu Yaoyao accepted the jade slip with both hands, her eyes filled with gratitude: "Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Gui'ao are truly fortunate to have made such a close friend as Your Highness!"

"Your Highness not only thinks of them in every way, but also goes to such lengths to make arrangements. I, Yao Yao, will certainly convey this sentiment."

Xuanyuan Yichen waved his hand and laughed heartily, "It's just a small matter, nothing to mention. I hit it off with Brother Zhou and Brother Gui at first sight, and it's my good fortune to be able to do my part for my dear friends."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Lu Yaoyao got up to say goodbye.

Xuanyuan Yichen personally saw them off, and the smile on his face vanished as soon as their figures disappeared into the distance.

His gaze was fixed coldly on Shen Yunzhou's back, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

"Shhhh-"

Two dark figures appeared silently behind him.

Two aged faces were revealed as the black robes fluttered.

On the left, a dark vertical line appeared and disappeared between the eyebrows of the old man, while on the right, a hideous scar stretched across the face of the man.

It was Chen Xuanming and Wu Yuanshan who were responsible for covering the rear after the Seventh Prince left the Nangong family.

"Is it him?" Xuan Yuan Yi Chen's thin lips moved slightly, his voice becoming a thin line.

Chen Xuanming squinted his cloudy old eyes: "Judging from that back view, it's almost certainly him. Especially that conspicuous blond hair."

“No mistake!” Wu Yuanshan’s scarred face twitched violently, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"We lost so many brothers that night, and the bone box we finally dug out was reaped by him! Even if it turns to ashes, I'll still recognize it!"

Xuan Yuan Yichen narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Shen Yunzhou? Heh, a name is just a code. The important thing is... we'll get back what we took, with interest."

The two exchanged a glance, and Chen Xuanming hesitated before saying, "Your Highness, this young man has already reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age. Even with so many of us chasing him that night, he managed to escape. It seems unlikely he can retrieve the treasure."

"No rush." ​​Xuan Yuan Yi Chen sneered, "We were all disguised that night, he won't recognize us."

"He's in the open now, while we're in the shadows. Let's take it slow and steady. You guys keep an eye on things first."

"Yes!" The two figures flickered and quietly followed...

……

As dusk settled, Lu Yaoyao bid farewell to Xuan Yuan Muqian and then quietly turned into a secluded alley with Shen Yunzhou.

"Sister Shen!" Lu Yaoyao called out in a low voice when they reached a secluded spot.

At the end of the alley, Shen Hanyi, dressed in white, was gazing up at the sky.

At the end of her vision, the nine-tiered palace stood majestically—a base carved from a single piece of azure jade supported the continuous halls, and seventy-two gilded dragon pillars pierced the sky.

On the topmost glazed tile roof, nine golden dragons of fortune appear and disappear in the sea of ​​clouds, each sway of their tails causing the surrounding spiritual energy to rise and fall like the tide.

That was the residence of the Emperor of the Holy Martial Dynasty.

"That's how it is," Lu Yaoyao explained in a few words.

Shen Hanyi nodded slightly, then her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she raised her delicate hand.

"Humph!"

Two muffled groans came from a hundred feet away. Chen Xuanming and Wu Yuanshan, who were following in the shadows, were struck as if by lightning. Blood spilled from the corners of their mouths, and they staggered backward.

He then fled quickly, his face filled with terror.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Shen Yunzhou looked around alertly.

Shen Hanyi said calmly, "There are tails following you. It seems that the Seventh Prince has ulterior motives towards you."

Their expressions changed drastically.

"Did you take any of their things?" Shen Hanyi asked.

Lu Yaoyao quickly took out the jade slip and handed it over.

As soon as Shen Hanyi got her hands on the jade slip, she let out a cold laugh.

A cold glint appeared at her fingertips, and spiderweb-like cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the jade slip. A dark red mark vanished into thin air amidst a scream.

"This..." Lu Yaoyao stared wide-eyed at the fragments of the mark that had turned to dust.

Shen Hanyi scanned the contents of the jade slip with her divine sense and suddenly her body trembled slightly: "Master Situ's array manual?!"

"Master Situ? Situ Jiuyao?!" Shen Yunzhou quickly came over.

He knew this person; when his older sister first became interested in formations and restrictions, it was Master Situ Jiuyao who introduced her to the subject.

He provided guidance on numerous occasions afterward.

Yan Sen even shamelessly followed him several times.

However, I later heard that Master Situ went on a journey to try to break through the Spirit Severing Realm, and then there was no news of him.

Lu Yaoyao quickly recounted what Xuan Yuan Yichen had said about the array hall.

The more Shen Hanyi listened, the more solemn her expression became, and a wave of emotion stirred in her usually calm eyes.

“Map of the capital!” she suddenly reached out.

Lu Yaoyao quickly handed it over, and after locking onto the location of the array hall, she said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

The two quickly followed!

……

The night was as dark as ink, and a majestic obsidian building stood in the center of the imperial city.

The surface of this newly built array hall is covered with intricate array patterns, which gleam with a cold, eerie blue light under the moonlight.

Two colossal bronze beast statues stand before the hall, their eyes glaring fiercely, the azure crystals embedded in their pupils gleaming with a chilling light.

Dozens of divine senses at the Nascent Soul stage intertwined to form a net, completely enveloping the entire area.

Shen Hanyi's gaze narrowed slightly. With a gentle lift of her hand, an invisible aura quietly spread out, perfectly concealing the auras of the three people.

"Wait outside." Her voice was cold and left no room for argument.

Once the two had retreated to a safe distance, she vanished into the hall in an instant, her figure as ethereal as smoke.

The interior of the hall was dark and deep, with only the star stones on the dome casting specks of blue light.

Her divine sense spread out like an invisible tide, and in an instant she understood the layout of the entire hall.

The central main hall is surrounded by nine dragon-shaped pillars, with sealing formations outlined in gold thread wrapped around the pillars.

Forty-nine bronze lamps hung from the ceiling, their wicks burning with eerie bluish-white flames that made the wisps of incense smoke appear like wandering ghosts.

Her pupils suddenly contracted when her gaze fell on the center of the main hall.

A crystal-clear, cold jade coffin floated silently above the altar, surrounded by nine ever-burning lamps.

The old man in the coffin wore a plain white robe, his silver hair was neatly tied in a jade crown, and his face was so peaceful that it seemed as if he was just sleeping.

"Senior Situ," Shen Hanyi's usually cool voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

The old man who used to stroke her white beard and jokingly call her a "little madwoman" is now lying coldly in this coffin.

Those late-night discussions, the array models she deliberately destroyed, and the old man's helpless yet indulgent sighs still echoed in my ears.

The bluish-white flames suddenly flickered violently.

"What a magnificent Holy Martial Dynasty..." Her voice was barely a whisper, yet it caused the temperature in the entire hall to plummet. "What a magnificent array hall."

She slowly raised her right hand, and a rotating silver rune appeared in her palm.

Within the talisman, endless frost flowed, and every line contained a terrifying, suffocating pressure.

The moment the talisman was fully unfurled, the air in the entire hall seemed to freeze.

"boom--!"

A violent storm of spiritual energy exploded outwards from her center.

The nine dragon pillars snapped in half with a piercing cracking sound, and forty-nine bronze lamps exploded simultaneously, pouring down a rain of bluish-white fire.

But it froze into ice crystals in mid-air and fell down with a rustling sound.

She walked slowly toward the cold jade coffin, her fingertips lightly touching the surface. After confirming that Master Situ's soul and spirit had perished, the coldness in her eyes intensified.

"Senior, I'll take you home."

With a flick of her sleeve, the jade coffin transformed into a streak of light and was stored in her storage bag.

"How dare you! Who would trespass on the royal family's forbidden area?!"

Dozens of figures rushed towards her, but were frozen into ice sculptures a hundred feet away, their life force extinguished!
At this moment——

"Boom!"

Above the sky, a golden light tore through the void, and a vast imperial dragon aura swept down to suppress everything!

"presumptuous!"

A furious roar, like a thunderclap, shook the entire imperial city!
Prince Xuanyuan Shuo arrived, stepping through the air!

He was clad in a purple-gold python robe, surrounded by nine golden dragon phantoms, each dragon phantom containing the terrifying pressure of the Spirit Slaying Realm. His eyes flashed like lightning as he coldly looked down at Shen Hanyi.

“It’s you.” Xuan Yuanshuo frowned, immediately recognizing the person in front of him.

Moreover, this woman led Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao deep into the border region and killed the Spider Emperor Ye Luo.

Years ago, he even wanted to search Zhou Qing's soul to see exactly where they went and what they did.

Unexpectedly, the other party planted a seal in Zhou Qing's sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul was devoured and obliterated as soon as it entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Hanyi looked up and recognized Xuan Yuanshuo, who had fought over the corpse of the Old Peng King in Canglan Mountain back then.

The one who once used the jade talisman to summon the old emperor's avatar and used a single finger to suppress the old Peng King, whose corpse had become a spirit.

"Did you kill Master Situ?" Her eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Xuan Yuanshuo's eyes flickered: "Are you talking about Situ Jiuyao?" Seeing Shen Hanyi staring intently at him, he continued: "It seems you know each other. I didn't kill him."

"Then why is he here?" Shen Hanyi stepped forward and questioned.

Xuanyuan Shuo hesitated.

The corpse of that level four formation master was obtained by him, his second uncle, and Zhou Qing from the Penghuang Cave.

To maintain the balance of the border and deter the demon king deep in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, they meticulously arranged the illusion that "Peng Huang Feng Xuanling broke through to the mid-stage of the Spirit Slaying Realm".

Situ Jiuyao's five-colored array plate is still placed on Black Feather Peak, precisely to confuse people.

This matter is currently known to very few people; it is considered top secret.

He had no reason to explain anything to a complete stranger.

Seeing that Xuan Yuanshuo remained silent, Shen Hanyi's eyes flashed with a cold light. Without saying another word, she made her move!
"boom--!!!"

With one step she took, the entire world suddenly froze, endless frost spreading from beneath her feet, freezing the void inch by inch!

Xuan Yuanshuo's expression changed. Another cold attribute? How come they are so similar to those two Spirit Severing Realm cultivators from the Taiqing Sect?

He quickly formed hand seals.

Nine golden dragons roared out from his body, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot-long dragon shadow, forcefully tearing through the ice seal!

"Fellow Daoist!" Xuan Yuan Shuo shouted sternly, "Although you come from the cultivation world of another country, this place is the territory of my Xuan Yuan Dynasty!"

"Why should I explain my clan's affairs to you? Today you have destroyed the most important place in my dynasty; this is far too presumptuous!"

Before he finished speaking, golden light burst forth from his palm, and a golden halberd wrapped in imperial dragon energy appeared out of thin air.

With each swing of the halberd, mountains and rivers trembled, as if to cleave the heavens and earth!

Shen Hanyi's face was as cold as ice. She raised her slender fingers and a crystal-clear ice sword instantly condensed.

"Qiang——!"

The moment the swords clashed, the void collapsed and the world lost its color!
A violent energy storm swept in all directions, shattering the clouds within a radius of a hundred miles!

"Crack!"

Amidst a teeth-grinding cracking sound, Xuanyuan Shuo's halberd was actually severed in two by a single sword strike!
"What?!" His pupils shrank sharply, and he retreated rapidly.

However, Shen Hanyi's second sword strike arrived as if by magic!

"puff!"

The sword light pierced through his shoulder, and before the blood could even splatter, it was frozen into ice!
"Late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm?!" Blood trickled from the corner of Xuan Yuan Shuo's mouth, and a look of horror finally appeared on his face. "This is impossible!"

Last time at Canglan Mountain, his opponent was only at the mid-stage level, just like him.

Shen Hanyi stood in mid-air, her white robes whiter than snow, her voice chillingly cold: "He was my mentor, and even more so, my closest friend. You killed him, seized his body, and then left it here for everyone to see. You deserve to die!"

With that, she waved her wide sleeves, and countless ice crystals transformed into billions of sharp blades, sweeping across the sky and slashing at Xuan Yuanshuo!

"Roar--!"

Xuanyuan Shuo roared, and his body burst forth with dazzling golden light.

Nine dragon shadows intertwined to form a shield, taking the fatal blow head-on.

"Boom!"

Amidst a deafening roar, Xuanyuan Shuo was blasted thousands of feet away, spitting out blood as he crashed heavily into the distant palace wall!

In an instant, pebbles flew everywhere, and dust billowed up!

The entire imperial city trembled under this attack, and the ground cracked with spiderweb-like fissures that spread for hundreds of feet!
"Cough cough..."

Xuanyuan Shuo struggled to his feet from the ruins, his dragon aura dissipating, his purple-gold python robe tattered, and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

However, his fighting spirit did not diminish; instead, it ignited into a raging fire!
"I am the God of War of the Holy Martial Dynasty!" he roared, clapping his hands together as the imperial dragon energy within him surged once more!

"So what if I'm in the late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm? I'll be close to refining the Tiger Queen soon, and I can borrow your power to break through my bottleneck!"

Before he finished speaking, golden light surged around him, and nine golden dragon phantoms roared out from within his body.

It circled and swirled, instantly condensing into a hundred-zhang-tall imperial Dharma image!
His appearance was majestic, wearing an imperial crown and dragon armor, and holding a golden halberd wrapped in endless dragon energy, just like an ancient war god descending!

"war!"

Xuanyuan Shuo roared, and his Dharma form moved accordingly. His battle halberd swept across, tearing through the void, and fiercely slashed down at Shen Hanyi!
Shen Hanyi's eyes were icy cold. She raised her delicate hand, and frost gathered at her fingertips, transforming into a giant ice crystal sword thousands of feet long. Wherever the sword pointed, the heavens and earth froze!

"Qiang——!!!"

The moment the halberd and sword clashed, the entire void collapsed, and endless spatial rifts spread out, devouring everything around them!
A violent energy storm swept in all directions, completely destroying countless houses in the surrounding area into dust.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two figures clashed, and each collision triggered a deafening explosion!
Above the imperial city, golden dragons and frost intertwined, halberds and ice swords clashed, and the entire world trembled in their clash!
"The imperial dragon's aura, suppressing mountains and rivers!"

Xuanyuan Shuo formed hand seals, and his Dharma Image suddenly slammed down with a palm. Within his palm, endless dragon energy transformed into a majestic mountain, pressing down on Shen Hanyi!

Shen Hanyi snorted coldly, and with a light tap of her jade finger, the power of frost instantly erupted, transforming into a giant ice crystal dragon that roared and crashed into the mountain!

"Boom——!!!"

Mountains crumbled, dragons scattered, and the violent energy surge blasted both of them back!

Blood trickled from the corner of Xuanyuan Shuo's mouth again, but the fighting spirit in his eyes intensified! He wiped away the blood and grinned maliciously, "That was satisfying! Let's go again!"

Shen Hanyi's gaze narrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but sigh inwardly at this person's tenacity.

But her murderous intent remained undiminished, and she said coldly, "Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she clasped her hands together, and the power of frost around her gathered wildly, eventually transforming into a giant ice crystal sword that pierced through the heavens and the earth!

"cut!"

The giant sword fell, splitting the entire void in two!
Xuanyuan Shuo's pupils constricted sharply as he felt an unprecedented threat of death!
But instead of retreating, he advanced, laughing wildly as he went to meet them!

"The imperial way will never perish, and the spirit of war will live on forever!"

Dragon energy burned around him, and the nine golden dragon phantoms solidified into a golden armor covering his entire body!
The halberd swept across the sky, and the imperial dragon energy surged to its peak, fiercely meeting the heaven-slaying sword!
But in the next moment——

"Buzz!"

The void suddenly distorted, and an old and majestic figure stepped through the air!

The newcomer wore a simple gray robe, his face was weathered but his eyes were sharp, and his aura was as vast as an abyss, making him comparable to Shen Hanyi!
Late stage of the Spirit Severing Realm – Old Emperor Xuanyuan Chong!

He raised his hand and waved it, and a golden barrier appeared out of thin air.

Mysterious imperial runes flowed across the barrier, effortlessly neutralizing Shen Hanyi's devastating sword strike!

“Fellow Daoist, you have misunderstood.” The old emperor, Xuan Yuanchong, spoke in a deep voice, yet with an undeniable air of authority. “The death of Master Situ was indeed not the work of my dynasty.”

Shen Hanyi's eyes were icy as she looked at Xuan Yuanchong, her expression turning serious. She then withdrew her attack and asked in a cold voice, "Evidence?"

Xuan Yuanchong looked at Xuan Yuanshuo and said calmly, "Some things are better explained clearly than made up. Why make a misunderstanding and start fighting?"

Xuanyuan Shuo also withdrew his attack and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

After glancing at his elder brother, he said in a deep voice, "Master Situ was killed by the Peng Emperor, and this body was obtained by me from his cave."

"I, Xuanyuan Shuo, swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao: if I utter even the slightest falsehood, I will be punished by Heaven!"

Shen Hanyi remained silent for a moment, the murderous intent in her eyes lessening slightly, but still remaining icy: "I will go to the border to verify, and if what you say is false..."

Her gaze was like a knife as she swept over Xuan Yuanchong: "Even if he stands in my way, I will still take your life!"

Xuanyuan Shuo wanted to say something more, but Xuanyuan Chong shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more.

Shen Hanyi didn't linger any longer, turned around and stepped into the void, disappearing from sight.

After she left, Xuan Yuanchong looked at the ruins of the array hall and sighed softly, "Tear it down. My Xuan Yuan family... ultimately doesn't have that talent."

Xuanyuan Shuo nodded, then transmitted his voice, "Brother, about Nangong Xiong Ba..."

Xuan Yuanchong's gaze was deep as he said calmly, "Leave it to Hao'er; he knows what to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the void and disappeared without a trace.

Xuanyuan Shuo then departed, leaving behind only the devastated array hall and the densely packed figures approaching from all sides.

There were even six figures hidden in the void, silently watching all of this, including the president of the Duobao Merchant Guild...

(End of this chapter)