Chapter 34 The House He can share a room with me.

Yin Lisheng found it difficult to describe the complex emotions he felt when he heard Yin Simiao blurt out those words.

Immortal Venerable Huaiwei... is he really Su Yun?

He was like a drowning man, instinctively gripping Yin Simiao's sleeve tightly, his fingertips turning white, his eyes filled with urgency and expectation, as if he had grasped the last straw, hoping to get a definite answer from Yin Simiao.

Yin Simiao was completely dumbfounded and had no idea what was going on. Looking at Yin Lisheng's almost out-of-control appearance and then at Yan Shuangwan's expression, his heart skipped a beat. He had a feeling that something was wrong and for a moment he didn't even dare to reply.

Oh no, has he messed something up again?

Yin Lisheng slowly loosened his grip on Yin Simiao's sleeve. He wasn't truly fixated on the answer Yin Simiao had given him; he simply wanted some peace of mind. Even though Yin Simiao remained silent, Yin Lisheng had already guessed the truth.

Why was Su Yun able to appear so relaxed on the Heavenly Ladder, and so easily pull himself out of the illusion? Why were the other disciples staying on the Beast Taming Peak for those few days, while he was able to stay on the main peak with Su Yun? Why was he able to seal Duan Yuan's power so easily in the secret realm?

So... he was Immortal Venerable Huaiwei.

Yin Lisheng lowered his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. Though the laughter was low, it was full of relief and joy. It was good; he had always been there, never leaving.

Yin Simiao took two steps back in fright, her face filled with terror. Oh no, oh no, would the patriarch's newly accepted disciple be driven mad by him? He hadn't said a word!

—Waaaaah, I haven't even settled things with that bastard Yu Jiangheng yet, and now I'm going to be torn apart by the ancestor and die for driving my great-uncle crazy? No way!

Qiu Nan arrived at this moment. He saw Yin Lisheng laughing with his head down and Yin Simiao looking terrified from afar. After a moment's thought, he walked straight to Yan Shuangwan, the only one in the room whose expression was still relatively normal.

"What's going on?" Qiu Nan asked in a low voice.

Yan Shuangwan also turned her head and answered in a low voice, "Senior Brother Yin accidentally revealed that Young Master Su is Immortal Venerable Huaiwei."

After overhearing their conversation, Yin Simiao finally understood what was going on. It turned out that the ancestor hadn't mentioned this matter at all!

Yin Lisheng had returned to normal and seemed to be in a good mood: "Brother Simiao, weren't you going to take us to get our disciple robes?"

"Huh, huh?" Yin Simiao stared at him blankly, but Yin Lisheng didn't seem to have any intention of explaining anything, so he didn't press the matter further.

Yin Simiao led the way, while Yan Shuangwan and Qiu Nan moved closer to Yin Lisheng and asked questions in hushed tones.

"Li Sheng, are you alright?" Qiu Nan asked cautiously.

Yin Lisheng shook his head, "It's nothing, I'm in a good mood."

Qiu Nan shouted in his heart: It's strange that I'm in such a good mood. Who would be so happy after being scammed!

He didn't dare ask any more questions. Yan Shuangwan thought for a moment and then asked another question: "You don't blame us, do you? After all, Qiu Nan knew Su Yun's identity but still helped Immortal Venerable Huaiwei keep it from you."

"No, it must have been Master's order."

Yan Shuangwan stepped back without saying a word. This guy is really strange!

Fu Yunshu had no idea that the secret he had been so painstakingly keeping hidden had been revealed by Song Wenzhuo's good apprentice.

When he entered the main hall, Song Wenzhuo and several others were chatting together. When they saw Fu Yunshu coming over, they quickly bowed.

"Greetings, Grandmaster Uncle."

Fu Yunshu nodded and looked at the man next to Song Wenzhuo.

The man was tall and imposing, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. A black robe accentuated his dashing appearance. His face was sharply defined, with sharply shaped eyebrows, a high nose, and a strong, resolute jawline, exuding an undeniable aura of righteousness.

—It is Du Zhun, the peak master of Beast Taming Peak.

"Long time no see, Xiao Du."

"I didn't expect that my grandmaster uncle still cares about me." Du Zhun scratched his head and chuckled twice. He was a pretty handsome man, but he revealed a bit of foolishness, which made Ye Xiuzhu and Ning Xuexi close their eyes.

—How come a perfectly normal person always acts like a fool in front of their grandmaster uncle!

Fu Yunshu went straight to the point: "What's the situation in the Northern Border?"

Du Zhun became serious: "The situation in the northern border is not optimistic. The extermination of the Yin clan remains a mystery to this day."

"When we arrived, the scene had already been cleared, but the horrific state of the place was still evident. There was no one alive in the entire mansion, not even the servants."

"Strangely, no one heard any fighting or cries for help that night; it was as if everyone had died silently."

Fu Yunshu knew why; it must be the magical shield Yin Lisheng mentioned. Yin Tangyue, Yin Tianhe, and many other experts from the Yin family had exerted all their strength to send Yin Lisheng away, so the magical shield blocking sound shouldn't have been difficult for them.

Fu Yunshu pondered for a moment, then asked, "What about the seal in the Northern Border? Is there any sign of it being broken?"

Du Zhun sighed: "The seal is intact. We checked it several times, and the seal's power remains stable, showing no signs of loosening."

"How could this be?" Wen Xun seemed somewhat incomprehensible. "The Yin family has guarded the seal of the northern border for generations and has hardly ever interfered in the turmoil of the cultivation world. It is impossible for them to have any enemies. If they were not after the seal, I can hardly imagine who would harbor such great malice towards them and commit such a horrific massacre."

Fu Yunshu nodded and turned to Song Wenzhuo: "Wenzhuo, what do you think?"

Song Wenzhu pondered and said, "Grandmaster Uncle, I think it's unlikely to be a simple vendetta. Apart from you, no one in the cultivation world could have that kind of power."

Fu Yunshu sighed inwardly: But the strength of the Yin family members has been suppressed.

However, this matter is still unclear and not so easy to find out. More important than this right now is the seal in the North.

"The Yin family is destroyed, now what should we do with the seal?"

Du Zhun replied, "Tianji Pavilion, Miaoyin Palace, Jiuyang Gate, and several other aristocratic families have all sent people to the Northern Territory. Apart from those with direct bloodlines of the Yin family, no one else can approach the seal, so we dare not touch it. We have only agreed that each time, two sects will send elders and disciples to guard the seal, rotating every ten years. This year, it is Miaoyin Palace and Tianji Pavilion."

“That’s excellent,” Song Wenzhuo nodded.

Ye Xiuzhu sighed: "Now that things have come to this, it's fortunate that the seal hasn't been damaged. The Yin family... it's truly a pity."

The group remained silent, the horrific massacre weighing heavily on their minds.

The atmosphere was too oppressive, so Du Zhun couldn't help but come out to ease the tension.

"I heard that my grandmaster uncle has taken on a new disciple?"

“Yes,” Fu Yunshu couldn’t help but chuckle as he thought of Yin Lisheng, “He’s a very good kid.”

"Congratulations, Grandmaster Uncle," Du Zhun said with a smile. "It's quite a coincidence that Qin Lianyue from Miaoyin Palace, who claimed she would spend her life with the zither, also took on two disciples this year. They are two very cute young girls."

"Palace Mistress of Miaoyin Palace?" Ning Xuexi leaned closer. "That tigress? With her personality, those two girls probably won't have an easy time."

Wen Xun tapped her head: "You two have held onto your grudges for so many years and still haven't forgotten them."

"Hmph," Ning Xuexi pouted, "Let her apologize to me first."

Fu Yunshu was somewhat dazed. Qin Lianyue's disciple? He seemed to have a vague recollection of her somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.

The school uniforms of ordinary disciples of Qingyuan Sect are uniform in design, except that the belts of each peak are different in color. Ordinary disciples are all issued uniformly by each peak.

Each peak master's personal disciple has specially made clothes, which is why Yin Lisheng and the others needed to come to the main peak to take their measurements.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be that complicated."

Yin Lisheng helplessly opened his hands and let the disciple in front of him do as he pleased.

“That won’t do,” the round-faced boy who was taking his measurements looked up. “Each disciple’s robe is a magic robe, and the magic array runes on it are an important test for us Weapon Peak disciples. If a direct disciple’s magic robe is made to a high standard, he gets double the points. Little Grand Uncle, I finally managed to get this opportunity to make disciple’s robes for you, so I can’t let my fifty high-grade spirit stones go to waste!”

"Oh, is that a saying?" Qiu Nan poked his head out.

“That’s right,” Yin Simiao replied, “Peak Master Ye seemed to have said back then that if you could make robes for the disciples of Tingxue Peak, you would get an extra ten points, right? Well done, Yang Huaimu. How did you manage to snatch this opportunity from everyone else?”

Yang Huaimu chuckled: "It's a secret."

Yin Simiao rolled her eyes and introduced him to Yin Lisheng and the others: "This is Yang Huaimu, the fifth disciple of Peak Master Ye of Weapon Peak."

"Hello," Yang Huaimu greeted them.

"Hello," Yin Lisheng and the others replied.

“By the way, Uncle-Grand Uncle,” Yang Huaimu looked at Yin Lisheng, “Tingxue Peak only has one house now, which is too inconvenient for you and Grandfather to live in alone. I’ve taken over the task of building the house. What kind of house do you like?”

Yin Lisheng was taken aback; he had almost forgotten about this.

After learning that his master was Su Yun, Yin Lisheng didn't really want to move away, but it was difficult to bring up the matter, and he didn't know what reason to give.

"Let me tell you, I can build houses in any style, you see, it's up to you..."

Yang Huaimu kept talking, but Yin Lisheng wasn't really listening; he was missing his master.

"Leaving the sound—"

It sounds like Master's voice?

Yin Lisheng hadn't quite realized what was happening and thought he was hallucinating.

"Li Sheng, what's wrong?" Fu Yunshu approached and waved his hand in front of him.

Yin Lisheng then came to his senses, realizing that his master had arrived at some point.

"Immortal Venerable Huaiwei—" Yang Huaimu and the others greeted Fu Yunshu.

Seeing that his apprentice seemed a little unhappy, Fu Yunshu asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

Yang Huaimu said excitedly, "Immortal Venerable, I'm asking my great-uncle what kind of house he likes so that we can build it for him."

Seeing that Yin Lisheng seemed even more downcast, Fu Yunshu thought for a few seconds and said, "No need."

Yang Huaimu asked blankly, "Huh?"

"It would be fine if he shared a room with me."