Chapter 358

"Slurp..." Patriarch Xuan Yan slowly drank a sip of tea with a calm expression, as if he was not facing the notorious Blood Demon Lord, but an ordinary teenager.

The Blood Demon Lord felt a sense of uncertainty when facing this Xuanyan Patriarch. He had never encountered a Corpse Puppet Sect ancestor before, and he had never expected such a style.

"Senior Xuan Yan..."

The two men have similar cultivation levels, but Xuan Yan is a veteran Divine Transformation cultivator, so it is not an exaggeration for the Blood Demon to call him a senior.

"Hey, I'm not worthy of being called the Lord." Ancestor Xuan Yan said slowly.

The Blood Demon Lord glanced at him, a little confused as to what this Xuan Yan Patriarch meant. He felt strangely offended by his words.

But the problem is... he has never seen this ancestor Xuan Yan before, and he treated him with courtesy this time. Given his status, there is no reason for the other party to do this.

"Slurp..." Patriarch Xuan Yan took another sip of tea, muttering to himself, "People get confused as they get older. Blood Demon Venerable is not young either, right? Does he have the same problem?"

Blood·Hundreds of Years Old·Demon Lord: ...

I felt like I was stabbed in the chest!

His voice was stern: "I am not old!"

"Oh..." Elder Xuan Yan responded, "Slurp..."

Lin Qingqiu: ...

Even though the other party didn't say anything, Lin Qingqiu still felt that his fists were hardened!

If he wasn't still thinking about Ah Hui and didn't want to make things difficult for Ah Hui, he would let this old guy know what it means to have a face full of peach blossoms!

"Report to the ancestor, Senior Brother Cheng... is here..." A Jindan stage disciple stepped forward to report, but when he mentioned Senior Brother Cheng, his tone was very strange.

Patriarch Xuan Yan gave him a strange look and said, "Then let Cheng Hui come over. After all, we need to hear the opinions of the parties involved in this matter."

"Yes." The disciple retreated.

Lin Qingqiu's inner restlessness disappeared instantly, and he became eager to try. He hadn't seen Ah Hui for half a month, and he didn't know how he was doing now. Did he miss me?

He looked eagerly towards the entrance, completely unaware of Xuan Yan's slightly twitching mouth and vague mumbling.

A slender figure appeared at the gate, and Lin Qingqiu's eyes suddenly lit up. Ancestor Xuan Yan only felt a flash before his eyes, and the Blood Demon Lord sitting opposite him disappeared.

Ancestor Xuanyan:???

He turned his head silently and saw that the Blood Demon Lord had appeared at the door and held the newcomer tightly in his arms.

Ancestor Xuan Yan: ...

Hey, young people nowadays have no patience at all. Slurp...

"Let go...let go first..." Cheng Hui pushed Lin Qingyang away in a panic, his face flushed.

There are so many people!

"Ah Hui... don't you miss me? I miss you so much." Lin Qingqiu didn't care whether anyone was watching him or not, and expressed his longing in a soft voice.

Cheng Hui was at a loss, looking at Lin Qingqiu's eyes filled with longing, unable to say anything, and could only let him hold him in his arms again.

Never mind, it's just embarrassing, I'll get used to it after a while...

Cheng Hui thought helplessly.

“Ahem…”

“Cough cough cough!”

This almost explicit reminder finally made Cheng Hui wake up, and he broke free from Lin Qingyang's arms with a red face.

The Blood Demon Lord looked back at Xuan Yan in dissatisfaction and taunted him, "Is Senior Xuan Yan not feeling well? If you are not feeling well, you can go back and rest. It would be bad if I had to work so hard for you."

Patriarch Xuanyan stroked his beard and said, "Demon Lord, should we discuss business?"

In public, the person you are hugging is a disciple of my Corpse Puppet Sect. You are shameless, but my Corpse Puppet Sect still wants you!

After saying that, he glared at Cheng Hui again, "You useless guy! Even if the Blood Demon Lord is really beautiful, you can't be fooled away by just a few words!"

Cheng Hui lowered his head guiltily, then suddenly raised it again, looking at Ancestor Xuan Yan in shock, his mouth wide open: "Master Sun?"

"Master Sun?" Lin Qingqiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Patriarch Xuan Yan with a strange expression.

Of course he knew who Master Sun was. Wasn't he the old man guarding the entrance of the library?

However, he remembered that the old man was just an ordinary old man. How could he be related to Patriarch Xuan Yan?

Besides...it's not like he hasn't seen the owner of the Sun building before. If Cheng Hui can recognize him, there's no reason why he can't recognize him...

Lin Qingqiu frowned slightly. When he recalled this, he suddenly found something wrong.

It’s strange that he can’t even remember what the owner of the Sun building looks like?

Lin Qingqiu's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Xuan Yan with a bit more caution. Being able to silently modify a cultivator's cognition was a powerful move, but even someone like him who had recovered to the Divine Transformation stage couldn't remember it, which was quite extraordinary.

"Well, Cheng boy, you're not bad." Ancestor Xuan Yan treated Cheng Hui very kindly, which surprised Sect Leader Yuan who followed Cheng Hui in.

Ancestor Xuan Yan has a bad temper. Cheng Hui is indeed different to be valued by him.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xiaowen smiled broadly. He almost forgot that this was a genius who had cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage in just thirty years. It should be said that Ancestor Xuan Yan had a good vision.

"Uncle Master, this is Cheng Hui. I guess you have known him for a long time?" Yuan Xiaowen asked casually.

"Hmm?" Elder Xuan Yan unexpectedly shook his head. Everyone—including Cheng Hui—was stunned.

"It was the little one who knew him." Patriarch Xuan Yan said this with a smile.

Lin Qingqiu and Cheng Hui were still confused, but Yuan Xiaowen suddenly understood and said, "So that's how it is?"

Seeing Cheng Hui's puzzled look, she explained, "Little Younger is Master's uncle's younger brother. He usually stays at the library to guard the door."

Cheng Hui widened his eyes in surprise.

What the hell?

The old man who was always looked down upon and occasionally bullied by the disciples turned out to be the younger brother of the great-uncle master?

No... How old is my uncle now? Is his brother... still alive?

"Master Sun is also a corpse cultivator, but something went wrong with his great-grandmaster's cultivation, which resulted in Master Sun never making any progress." Sect Leader Yuan explained further.

Feeling like a burden to his brother, Sun Louzhu stayed at the library on weekdays, giving himself something to do. However, in this sect, someone with no cultivation skills like him would definitely be discriminated against. Due to the various sect rules, no one would intentionally cause trouble for him, but he was bound to suffer some bullying on a daily basis.

Cheng Hui's mouth twitched when he heard this... Oh my god, is this owner Sun trying to sting the court?

He could easily imagine that those guys who bullied Lord Sun would definitely not have a good ending afterwards.

Are you kidding me? You dare to bully the younger brother of the sect ancestor? Even if his identity is not exposed, it is still bad for you to bully an elderly widower...

To be fair, the Corpse Puppet Sect's ethos was quite good, leaning towards the righteous path. This was even more so after the puppet sect defected. After all, if anyone was so reckless as to cause trouble for the Sun Tower Master, they would definitely not suffer any consequences.

"Young man Cheng, you already know the purpose of the Demon Lord's visit. I want to know what you think?" asked Patriarch Xuan Yan.

Cheng Hui's face flushed red. He felt that if he agreed at this time, wouldn't it seem a bit unreserved?

Having stayed in the Corpse Puppet Sect for so long, he somewhat considered it his home. Ancestor Xuan Yan looked the same as the Lord Sun. He inexplicably felt awkward in front of his elders.

It's just like meeting the parents before getting married... just so nervous.

"It's...it's...okay." Cheng Hui stammered.

Lin Qingqiu was not very happy. What did "fortunately" mean? He quietly took Cheng Hui's hand and pinched his fingertips.

Cheng Hui only felt that it started from the fingertips and then his entire fingers became numb. The numbness continued to spread, making half of his body weak.

Oh no, Qingyang is angry.

Cheng Hui secretly blamed himself. He almost forgot that Lin Qingyang was extremely insecure. Did his vague answer make him unhappy?

He pinched Lin Qingyang in return, then raised his head, looked directly into the eyes of Patriarch Xuanyan, and said seriously: "Qingyang is very good to me, I want to become a Taoist partner with him."

"Even if he is a demon cultivator?" The question from Patriarch Xuan Yan was heartbreaking.

Lin Qingqiu's eyes turned red and he looked at him murderously.

Ancestor Xuan Yan completely changed his previous old man's mental state. His expression was stern, and he stared at Cheng Hui with burning eyes: "Even if he is a demon cultivator, even if he has killed countless people, you still want to become his Taoist partner?"

Cheng Hui was stunned.

No, why did the atmosphere suddenly take a sharp turn? It made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He didn't blindly agree just because Lin Qingqiu's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't want others to misunderstand that he was just impulsive. He thought about it calmly and replied, "I can't let him go."

Patriarch Xuan Yan didn't expect to hear this answer and was a little surprised.

Lin Qingqiu turned his head suddenly and looked at Cheng Hui intently.

Cheng Hui squeezed his hand hard and turned to look at the ancestor: "I don't know what Qingyang did in the past, but I believe he is not a person who kills innocent people. He must have his reasons for killing. I dare not say that all those who died deserved to die, but they were definitely not innocent."

He pondered for a moment and organized his words. "I'm not going to brag, nor am I a saint. I'm just an ordinary person. In my opinion, Qingyang is very good and treats me very well. I like him and I can't let him go. If I leave Qingyang, I don't even know how I would spend the rest of my life. The most important thing is... Qingyang needs me, and I need this 'need' of him. If I have to say it, the two of us are two complementary semicircles, and neither of us can do without the other. I am lucky to have met Qingyang among so many people."

"So, my answer is - yes, I am willing to become his Taoist partner."

Patriarch Xuan Yan stroked his beard, not knowing whether he accepted his words or not.

However, Cheng Hui felt that he had expressed his meaning clearly. After all, matters like forming a Taoist couple still depend on the wishes of the parties involved.

If he is a disciple of a righteous sect, he may have to consider the sect's attitude and influence.

But he is now a disciple of the Zuodao Sect, and has good relations with both the good and evil sides, so it doesn't matter.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt very fortunate that it was Wuyouzi who picked him and Lin Qingyang up. If he was really a big boss from a righteous sect, they would be in real trouble now.

The hall fell silent for a moment, and then someone spoke up, "Although it may be inappropriate now, I still want to ask, why do you call the Demon Lord Qingyang? I remember that your corpse master is called Lin Qingyang, right? And isn't the Demon Lord's honorific name Lin Qingqiu?"

Master Yuan's sudden question made everyone fall into silence.

It was only at this moment that Cheng Hui realized that he seemed, seemed, to have forgotten to tell the Sect Leader—

Lin Qingyang is Lin Qingqiu?

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