Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Imperial Consort

New book is open: "Qing Dynasty Transmigration: Fourth Master's Beloved Consort", welcoming new and old friends to follow.

Before transmigration, Lin Mengyao was a leftover woman ...

Chapter 2836 Pretending

Seeing the Thirteenth Master lying motionless on the boat like a demon, the Green-Clad Hall Master and the others looked utterly dejected, saying speechlessly, "A grown man who can't even stand being on a boat, what a joke..."

Hearing their conversation, the Thirteenth Prince struggled a few times, but his legs were too weak. He shamelessly raised his head and pleaded, "Esteemed guests, I really can't go on... Ugh..."

Another wave of disdainful and contemptuous glances followed, and everyone covered their noses and backed away. The green-robed hall master rolled his eyes, and seeing that the thirteenth master looked like he was about to die, he ordered two attendants to step forward and help the thirteenth master up.

Thirteenth Prince had never been so humiliated, especially in front of a group of women, who dragged him off the boat. Because of his condition, the process of getting to the island was very slow, which was exactly what Thirteenth Prince wanted. During his feigned illness, he kept an eye on the route to the island.

"This guy is so heavy, can't you walk by yourself?" the two women who were helping the Thirteenth Master complained.

"I really don't know what the sect leader was thinking... agreeing to let him enter the island..."

The two men, watching the procession recede into the distance, angrily kicked Thirteenth Master. Thirteenth Master was startled, his buttocks throbbing, and he deliberately gagged loudly…

The two immediately abandoned Thirteenth Master, took a step back, and said with disgust, "How can you be like this? It's been so long, and you're still vomiting..."

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you right now..."

The Thirteenth Prince lay on the ground, taking a while to recover, and said painfully, "Could you two esteemed guests please slow down? I am truly feeling unwell..."

The three men's actions startled the Green-Clad Hall Master in front, who turned around and shouted, "What are you doing?"

A follower pointed at the Thirteenth Master, looking aggrieved, and said, "Master, he's still vomiting... saying we left too quickly..."

The green-robed leader already trusted the Thirteenth Master completely, and seeing his appearance, he smiled and said, "Then let's take a rest..."

Thirteenth Master was secretly delighted. He struggled to climb under a big tree and lay down without moving. In fact, he used a small tool he carried to carefully carve a mark on the tree trunk behind his back.

The leader of the Green-Clad Hall approached with a water cup and handed it to the Thirteenth Prince, smiling, "Drink up..." The Thirteenth Prince looked up, took the cup, and gulped down several mouthfuls, thanking her, "Thank you..." The Thirteenth Prince, who had never really looked closely at the leader of the Green-Clad Hall, suddenly felt that these women before him weren't as ruthless as the rumors suggested. Helplessly, he said, "We shouldn't associate with each other." The Thirteenth Prince shook his head to clear his mind and continued to deliberately maintain a carefree and jovial demeanor to slow down the journey.

Thirteenth Master kept looking for opportunities to make marks along the way. After walking and stopping for more than an hour on the rugged road, he finally crossed the high mountain and his eyes were suddenly opened up to a bright and beautiful scene, which was like a paradise on earth.

A massive fortress has been built into the mountainside, connected by numerous suspension bridges of varying sizes. Patrols are stationed on each small tower. A winding path climbs up a high mountain in the middle of the island. The environment here is well-preserved; during rainy seasons, a thick layer of fog blankets the mountains, forming a natural protective barrier that could easily lead to disorientation for those unfamiliar with the route.

Thirteenth Master couldn't help but wonder what kind of person the leader of the White Lotus Sect was, that he possessed such a clever mind, and that he could build such a castle on a small island in the sea.

The green-robed leader patted Thirteenth Master on the shoulder, pointed to a tall building on the mountaintop, and said, "That's where my master is! Let's go..."