Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 271 Master, Please Be More Reserved (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Dugu Qingli was inexplicably taken away by her master. Her first reaction was that it was like being attacked by the King of Hell, and she even instinctively tried to resist.

I don't know how he would perform if he encountered the real Yama, but in any case, he couldn't even withstand half a move from this "Yama" in front of him and was picked up like a chicken.

Little White gave up resisting.

Tianyao Xuanyue has barely managed to return to the ranks of good cultivation techniques.

It wasn't until it was halfway up in the air that the little white quail protested: "I was just asking him a question, and I was only halfway through when you suddenly came. I still have so many questions to ask! Why did you suddenly take me away?"

Ye Tinglan released her disciple, removed her mask, and said with a very unpleasant expression: "Still want to ask? Still squatting in the guest courtyard. If this uncle hadn't come, you would have been used to fill the array's core!"

Dugu Qingli was completely bewildered.

Ye Tinglan then recounted what she had just learned to her disciple from beginning to end, while Dugu Qingli remained silent.

She also naturally thought about her own background, wondering if it was possible that she was the Ice Demon...

Ye Tinglan comforted her, "You are human, without a doubt. Even if it is related to the origin of ice, it is highly likely that you absorbed the origin of ice. This concept has been decoupled from the ice demon. When the origin gathers, it may become a spirit, and it can also be used by humans. It does not represent a divine soul."

Dugu Qingli felt a little relieved and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Master... Uncle."

I'm thanking my master for his concern; he was afraid I'd make a mistake and came all this way to help, even going so far as to impersonate the King of Hell, which would be beneath him...

Uh, no, Master was actually impersonating Yama all along.

Lu Xingzhou, sitting in a wheelchair beside him, said helplessly, "Actually, if our 'King of Hell' hadn't come, Ling Qixuan wouldn't have thought of instigating the King of Hell to deal with Tianyao's direct descendant. He wouldn't have the guts to deal with it himself, so the idea that Qingli would be used to fill the array's core is not true."

Ye Tinglan thought about it and agreed, so she remained silent.

Dugu Qingli glanced sideways at the couple's harmonious appearance and remained silent.

Lu Xingzhou was still criticizing the foolish woman: "You acted too hastily. I still have so many questions to ask. We haven't even figured out how that formation works or where it operates. Leaving aside Qingli's background, if that Ice Demon really escapes, it could cause huge problems, possibly even leading to the Ice Ocean flooding the world. You're usually so calm and collected; he's only encouraging us, it hasn't actually happened yet and there's no danger. Why are you in such a rush…"

Ye Tinglan knew that she had acted impulsively today, but that was different. As a master, who wouldn't feel furious if someone wanted to use his good disciple as the core of the formation?
Seeing the young man's criticism, Ye Tinglan softened considerably, stammering, "I know I acted impulsively, and it wasn't good for the overall situation. But I'm Qingli's martial uncle, and I can't stand hearing those kinds of words. People have their bottom lines..."

Dugu Qingli: "..."

Although I don't know what happened, it was quite touching to hear about it.

Even though it's quite foolish to still bring up the topic of her martial uncle, Tianyao Xuanyue's reputation continues to rise sharply.

Lu Xingzhou said, "Qingli is also my... friend. So I listened to those kinds of things? A small act of impatience can ruin a big plan. At least let's clarify the things that need to be clarified first. What do you say now?"

"Now..." Ye Tinglan smiled ingratiatingly, sat in his lap and hooked her neck around his shoulder: "I have smart disciples to do the work, so there's always a way to clean up the mess, isn't there?"

Dugu Qingli shuddered, goosebumps rising all over her body.

I've lived in Dongyue Hanchuan for so many years and I've never gotten goosebumps like this before!

Lu Xingzhou pulled Ye Tinglan into his arms and actually touched her round breasts: "Is this how you wipe them?"

Ye Tinglan gritted her teeth: "Lu! Xing! Zhou!"

As she spoke, she sat down abruptly, nearly breaking the stinky man's hand beneath her.

Lu Xingzhou's face turned a deep purple, and Dugu Qingli let out a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to continue praising Tian Yao Xuan Yue, Ye Ting Lan said, "There are still people here, what are you doing?"

Dugu Qingli: "?"

So you can touch butts however you want when no one's around, right?

No, what do you mean there are still people here? You just said I was your bottom line, and now you think I'm in your way?
Now, Dugu Qingli is flying alongside on her sword, while Lu Xingzhou holds Ye Tinglan in a wheelchair. Looking at their posture, Dugu Qingli is always reminded of her own past…

So this is how pathetic I was back then...

Lu Xingzhou was whispering to Ye Tinglan, "Take it easy, my hand hurts."

Ye Tinglan shifted her position slightly.

Lu Xingzhou finally managed to pull his hand away, looking aggrieved: "As for the formation, the only thing I can do now is to secretly go to see Ling Qixuan and say that even if Yama doesn't want to do it, our subordinates have to seize the opportunity, just in case... Let's see if he'll reveal the truth. Otherwise, the only other option is to have someone secretly keep an eye on them. At the moment, the stupid method might be more effective. If I go to ask him separately, I might not be able to gain his trust."

Knowing he had made a mistake, Ye Tinglan smiled apologetically and said, "I was wrong... I'll let you be punished, except for wiping my butt."

Lu Xingzhou lowered his head and kissed him.

While riding her sword, Dugu Qingli nearly crashed due to a side slide.

But these words sounded like Master was punished because of him... so we still need to observe whether Tianyao Xuanyue is good or not. Lu Xingzhou kissed her to his heart's content before separating slightly: "Since things have come to this, I need to find Old Ji and have him explain to the Yin Corpse Sect so that they can cooperate with me. Then things will be much easier."

Ye Tinglan cautiously asked, "This is acting behind the back of Yama, do Ji Wenchuan and the Yin Corpse Sect dare to do it?"

Lu Xingzhou said, "Why bother with Yama behind his back? We can just say it directly. That stupid woman dared to promise to help people fight the Ice Demon without even understanding the situation. Aren't we just cleaning up her mess? As for the Yin Corpse Sect, it was subdued by Ji Wenchuan. Ji Wenchuan's words are useful to them."

"Then how do you contact Ji Wenchuan?"

Lu Xingzhou scratched his head: "I'm not strong enough to use those jade talismans, so I have to use the traditional paper cranes to send messages. The efficiency isn't too bad, though. Let's go back to the inn we were at before and wait."

Dugu Qingli couldn't help but say, "The paper crane isn't as fast as me, and it's not safe either. Why don't I go there myself? Where is it?"

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, he should be in Danxia Mountain right now."

"That would be even better. I haven't seen Shen Tang in a long time either. Let's go see her. Is A'nuo here too?"

Lu Xingzhou glanced at her, feeling that it was the shameless sight of her master embracing a man that had made the little white-haired girl lose her composure, and that she was intentionally trying to escape the current situation. However, thinking about it, it wouldn't be a bad thing for her to leave this vortex. She seemed to be at the center of the vortex right now, and who knew if Ling Qixuan might have a mental breakdown and do something to harm her. It was better to retreat first.

He then said, "Alright, I'll write a letter first."

Lu Xingzhou was writing a letter when Ye Tinglan finally sat up from his lap. Dugu Qingli couldn't help but tug at her master's sleeve: "Master... Uncle, may I speak to you in private?"

The master and apprentice quickly moved several dozen feet away from Lu Xingzhou. Ye Tinglan turned back and secretly glanced at the young man, asking, "What's wrong?"

Dugu Qingli said, "You... even if you're using your martial uncle's name, isn't this... isn't this a bit too much..."

Ye Tinglan retorted confidently, "Yuan Muyu is shameless. What does that have to do with me?"

Dugu Qingli: "..."

"Besides, wasn't that what you supported before?" Ye Tinglan thought to herself. If it weren't for the support and encouragement she received from her disciple before, she wouldn't have let go so quickly... You can't just turn around and say you don't support it anymore, then what am I doing?
Dugu Qingli really didn't know how to express her strange emotions, so she could only say tactfully, "Master, I know you've been suppressing your feelings for many years, but don't be so unrestrained... You should still be a little reserved... Hmm, there's a saying that goes, 'Men who are too easily obtained are not cherished.'"

Ye Tinglan stared wide-eyed as she looked her disciple up and down.

Did my clueless apprentice, who knows absolutely nothing about relationships, really say that? Where did he go for further training?

Heaven knows that Dugu Qingli said all this simply because of a little jealousy that she herself couldn't quite explain, and because she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Don't worry, Master won't cross the line easily." Ye Tinglan and her sister hugged their disciple's shoulders affectionately. "It's just normal affection. Master hasn't been this happy in a long time. Nothing more."

Dugu Qingli frowned, thinking to herself, "You actually thought that far ahead? I only meant touching his butt."

Forget it, I'm tired, let's just destroy it.

At this moment, Lu Xingzhou finished writing the letter, and Dugu Qingli, feeling utterly hopeless, rode her sword and transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Xiazhou to deliver the letter.

Ye Tinglan, on the contrary, became amused and sat back in the man's lap, putting her arms around his neck and saying, "Come on, let's go back and heal your wounds."

Lu Xingzhou's heart skipped a beat.

If healing is the only thing that can be done, then a kiss is the least effective way.

If it's higher, we can expect even more...

Just as the two returned to the inn, the Ice Prison Sect welcomed another wave of guests.

"The newly appointed Western Ghost Emperor of the Yama Palace is paying his respects. We should have more exchanges in the future. He will be in charge of handling matters related to the Tian Shuang Kingdom."

Despite his internal injuries, Ling Qixuan once again went out to greet them at the mountain gate, his mind a complete blank: "Yan Jun just left, why are you all here again?"

The former sect leader of the Yin Corpse Sect, now the Western Ghost Emperor of the Yama Palace, Old Man Yin Feng, was completely bewildered: "W-what? Yama just left?"

The King of Hell's movements were indeed not communicated to him. If the King of Hell had just arrived, it wouldn't be too strange. But the King of Hell was clearly instigating an earthquake at Miaoyin Mountain not long ago, so why was he suddenly here? The old man Yin Feng was very puzzled.

“It is indeed Yama, how could I mistake him?” Ling Qixuan sighed. “If only His Highness the Ghost Emperor had arrived a few hours earlier and told us that Yama had found a new judge to serve as his substitute, we wouldn’t have been so impolite.”

"A new, new judge as a meal substitute?" Old Man Yin Feng was completely dumbfounded.

On second thought, it's not entirely impossible. Many in the Underworld know that King Yama deeply misses the Judge, but he's too proud to admit it. Finding a substitute is understandable, but the problem is, he doesn't know the new Judge…

The old man in the dark thought to himself that he couldn't make the same mistake as Ling Qixuan. He didn't want to be unable to recognize the judge in front of him, and that would be disastrous. So, he immediately sent a message to Ji Wenchuan: "Mr. Ji, you have to tell us who the new judge substitute is..."

Ji Wenchuan was playing chess with Anuo and casually drinking tea when he received the message. He spat out all the tea, covering Anuo's chubby face.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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