Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 199 - The Secret of the Saint

Hey! Ye Xishui, that night owl, really didn't sleep.

Qian Lingyun was overjoyed. She quietly opened Ye Xishui's door, peeked inside, and looked around. Seeing that there were no flying vases or vengeful spirits falling from the ceiling, she noticed that there were no unusual occurrences.

She quickly shrank back, waved to Shangguan Wei'er, and whispered, "Come in quickly, the Supreme Master is waiting for us!"

"!" Shangguan Wei'er swallowed hard, her beautiful eyes filled with hesitation. After a long while, she followed Qian Lingyun into Ye Xishui's room with trepidation.

Click!

The two had only taken a few steps into the dark room when the door, which had already closed automatically, locked itself, and a ghostly green light began to illuminate the surrounding walls one after another.

The wall lamps, burning with eerie ghostly flames, looked particularly chilling under the light of the skeletal lampshades.

At that moment, Shangguan Weier thought she had followed Qian Lingyun to hell.

"You're here, please have a seat!"

In the darkness, so dense it was almost tangible, came a woman's soft moan from afar. The voice seemed both near and far, making it impossible to pinpoint the speaker's exact location.

But when you come to your senses, you'll realize that the voice came from behind you.

Qian Lingyun walked smoothly to the sofa and sat down obediently, which made Shangguan Weier secretly pleased. She thought to herself, "Oh my, I thought you were fearless. I've finally found someone you're afraid of."

"Level 92, mentalist, so-so."

In the darkness, Ye Xishui casually draped a black bathrobe over herself and walked to a spot where the two could observe her. She poured herself a cup of tea, leaned back lazily in her chair, and stared at Qian Lingyun with a playful look in her eyes, saying:

"Tell me! Little Yun'er, where did you kidnap this little girl from?!"

"Little girl! Xiao Wei is already in her seventies or eighties..."

Before Qian Lingyun could finish speaking, she nodded in sudden realization and exclaimed, "That's true! Seventy or eighty years old really does seem like a young girl compared to you, who's over two hundred years old..."

Before she could finish speaking, a dark red fist mercilessly sent Qian Lingyun flying. Ye Xishui, her face dark, hissed, "If you can't speak, you don't have to!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Shangguan Wei'er nodded frantically, her eager eyes seeming to say, "Senior, please, one hit isn't enough, you have to hit them several times! One hit each!"

There were three people in the room, and she offended the other two with just one sentence. Only Qian Lingyun could pull off such an operation!

"Get up if you're not dead! Your level nine soul tool isn't that fragile!"

Ye Xishui gently picked up her teacup, took another sip, and glanced disapprovingly at Qian Lingyun, who was lying face down on the ground, pretending to be dead.

"Grandmother! You showed no mercy at all, you really hit me!" Qian Lingyun turned over with a look of grief and indignation, clutching her aching back as she walked to Ye Xishui and refilled the teacup in her left hand with fragrant tea.

"It's alright, you're quite resilient!" Ye Xishui reached out her right hand, closed her eyes, and gently rubbed Qian Lingyun's head, chuckling softly.

"I heard from Xiao Feng that your proposal was rejected by the cult leader!"

"You already know that... Sigh, I guess so! It was only a vote or two short..." Qian Lingyun paused slightly, then deliberately put on a pitiful and coquettish look, grabbing Ye Xishui's hand and acting coquettishly:

"Back then, it was because Le Xuan wasn't eligible to vote. Now that I've brought Xiao Wei into the ancestral hall, I'm sure I'll win the vote at the next meeting..."

"Voting and all that doesn't matter, but I have something to remind you!" Ye Xishui put down her teacup, looked at Qian Lingyun solemnly, and suddenly blurted out:

"The current leader was born to me and Zhongli Laogui when I was the Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Maiden. It was after giving birth to the current leader that I became the Holy Spirit Cult's leader."

"Huh?" Qian Lingyun hesitated for a moment, carefully considering the hidden meaning in Ye Xishui's words, and seemed to understand something.

So... this Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Maiden needs to give birth to a child for the old cult leader in order to rise to power, right?

That's outrageous! Zhongli Wu is over a hundred years old, and this old bastard still wants to eat me, a young girl!

Thinking of this, Qian Lingyun's expression twisted, and her smooth long hair began to deform under the intense emotional turmoil.

"To be honest, the Holy Spirit Church's rule has been maintained by Zhong Lijia every generation. They have endured for so long by stepping on the tears and hatred of generations of saints."

"As Xiao Wu's mother, I hope he can succeed, but..."

"As the former saintess and your elder... I hope you'll break that rule. Whatever you do, I'll turn a blind eye!"

Ye Xishui meaningfully pulled a small silver pendant off her neck and handed it to Qian Lingyun.

Taking the pendant, Qian Lingyun curiously examined the item that Ye Xishui always carried in her palm.

Logically speaking, such a fearsome Limit Douluo and level nine Soul Master should possess items that are of high quality.

But the pendant she gave to Qian Lingyun was different. Not only was it made of ordinary material, but even the patterns carved on it were...slightly rough!

Perhaps sensing Qian Lingyun's surprise, Ye Xishui patiently explained the origin of the pendant to her.

"You met the Grand Elder during the meeting, didn't you?"

"Of course I've seen him!" Qian Lingyun nodded, recalling the imposing and robust old man in the conference room that day.

"This thing actually belongs to the Grand Elder. It was your Grandfather Long and I who saved the Grand Elder from the hidden sect back then."

As they chatted and laughed, Ye Xishui seemed to travel back to that dense forest from over a hundred years ago through the pendant.

"And then?" Qian Lingyun's untimely question abruptly interrupted Ye Xishui's recollection. Ye Xishui's eyes twitched a few times, but she ultimately didn't react, and instead slowly said:

"To repay our kindness, the High Priest took off an ornament and a bracelet from his person as tokens, saying that he could do something for us with the tokens."

"You just gave me something this amazing?" Qian Lingyun asked in disbelief.

"What else? Although the Grand Elder is not weak, he is far weaker than me and Old Dragon. Since we have no use for this thing anyway, I might as well let you use it and see what tricks you can pull!"

After speaking, Ye Xishui ignored Qian Lingyun, who was holding the ornament with great affection, and instead cast an unfriendly gaze at Shangguan Weier, who was sitting directly opposite her!

The moment their eyes met, Shangguan Weier's body stiffened as if she had been electrocuted, remaining motionless in her seat.

A fear from the depths of her soul instantly gripped her heart, causing her to tremble and lower her head.

In just a few breaths, Shangguan Weier suddenly felt a pain between her eyebrows, as some kind of unique restriction had been imprinted on her spiritual sea.

If someone were to ask what it feels like to be stared at by a Limit Douluo and then placed under a restriction?

Shangguan Wei'er can tell you with absolute certainty: "It's terrible!"

The emptiness of having every secret in her body exposed and the oppressive feeling of being unable to mobilize even a trace of soul power made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, and she almost fell off the sofa and onto the floor.

……

"You were brought back by Xiao Yun'er, so you should be trustworthy. Therefore, I only placed a restriction on you that almost everyone in our sect has. As long as you don't think about telling anyone about this place, you'll be fine." Ye Xishui stood up and slowly walked into the depths of darkness.

(End of this chapter)