Chapter 31: The Charming and Destitute Young Master in the Immortal Cultivation Novels 8 (Update 1)
Rong Yin quickly noticed the look in his third disciple's eyes. He held the delicate body in his arms tighter and glanced at Cen Hao indifferently.
Cen Hao's pupils trembled slightly, and his body, which had been standing steadily, shook uncontrollably, and more sweat appeared on his temples.
Yun Yao, who was standing beside him, had obviously noticed his abnormality. Looking at his pale face, she couldn't help but whisper, "Third Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Cen Hao still didn't lower his head, his face was covered in sweat, and he looked like he had just been pulled out of the water.
His whole body was tense, his pair of dark eyes staring straight at the woman in Rong Yin Xianzun's arms. Hearing his junior sister's concerned question, he gritted his teeth and managed to squeeze out two words: "Nothing."
The movements of the two people soon attracted Duan Xuan's attention. He looked towards Cen Hao, and when he saw his appearance, his usually gentle face frowned rarely, and then he turned his gaze to his master.
The master's eyes were indifferent, and no emotion could be seen, except that the obvious tenderness he had just shown had disappeared.
Master is unhappy!
Duan Xuan looked at Rong Yin Xian Zun, who was obviously cold, and his heart moved slightly, and he suddenly realized.
Why is Master suddenly unhappy?
Is it because of the gazes of those monks?
He looked at his always respected master with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, and finally lowered his eyes again.
The discussion on the high platform in the hall ended quickly. The demons appeared in the world of cultivation many times, behaving arrogantly and wantonly, and it seemed that they had ill intentions.
No matter what, they had to remain vigilant. The elders of each sect were already secretly considering calling back the disciples who had gone out for training upon their return.
The discussion about the demons ended. Even though the trial field was still going on, Rong Yin, holding the girl in his arms, had no intention of staying any longer.
He was about to leave with the girl in his arms when a sudden call from behind made him stop.
"Please stay, Immortal Lord." The speaker was the current head of Penglai Pavilion, Yin Tian.
His fat face, like that of Maitreya Buddha, was smiling, and he looked amiable and harmless. He walked quickly towards Rongyin.
"Please stay, Immortal Venerable." He said slowly, his eyes fixed on the figure in Rong Yin's arms with an ambiguous expression, and then looked at Rong Yin: "Excuse me, Immortal Venerable, is that my poor niece in your arms?"
Rong Yin had a cold face and a cold gaze, and did not answer his question.
Yin Nantian didn't feel embarrassed when he didn't get a response. Instead, he smiled even more cheerfully: "Why don't you hand Nan Qiao over to me, Immortal Venerable? This child hasn't returned home for a long time. We are worried. It's time for me to go back."
The people in the hall, which had been a bit noisy, also noticed the commotion here. They all became quiet unconsciously and secretly shifted their gazes away.
A distinct coldness flashed across Rong Yin Chuchen's face. He hugged the girl tighter and said in a cold voice, "She is no longer the Young Master of Penglai Pavilion. Master Yin is meddling too much."
"Although Nan Qiao is not the young master of Penglai Pavilion, she is my niece after all, the only blood left by my poor brother. As her uncle, it is naturally my responsibility to take care of her." He did not care about Rong Yin's coldness and continued to smile.
"You took care of him to the point where he had to give up his position as Young Pavilion Master and rush to the Sword Sect to participate in some stupid trial. Is this how you take care of him?" There was an unspeakable irony in the teasing tone.
Yin Tian's brows furrowed and he looked at the person who spoke, Yan Ning.
"Master Yan, you're joking. My eldest son just said that Nan Qiao has been spoiled by his parents and is determined to worship Immortal Rong Yin. That's why he gave up his position as Young Pavilion Master and came to participate in this trial without telling anyone."
"Although Yin's care for the child cannot be compared to that of her parents, he believes that he has fulfilled his responsibilities as an uncle."
"Really?" Yan Ning smiled lazily. "If Pavilion Master Yin really cares so much about your niece, why not go and find out why that gray-robed monk is so determined to kill Young Pavilion Master Yin?"
In order to kill Yin Nanqiao, he even did not hesitate to kill his two brothers. It is obvious that he was not simply motivated by money. He was probably instructed by someone to get rid of Yin Nanqiao.
Independent cultivators have no sect to back them up, and they have always been short of resources for cultivation. They often do many things to obtain cultivation resources, among which hiring is also a way to obtain resources.
The hired free cultivators would do some designated tasks for the employer, and then the employer would provide certain resources as compensation. The designated tasks included helping the employer get rid of certain annoying people, or helping the employer escort a certain person or thing to the destination, etc.
In order to avoid trouble, many wealthy people in the world of cultivation often hire independent cultivators to do some shady things.
Although the girl was raised to be spoiled and domineering, she was also simple. She had always been raised in a pampered manner and had never had a major grudge against anyone.
To be able to hire a Jindan-stage cultivator to kill someone, the employer must be quite someone. Furthermore, this person was able to arrange for the cultivator to enter the trial grounds before they even began, so he must have been well aware of the girl's movements and knew she would be participating in this trial.
Therefore, Yan Ning looked at Yin Tian, who looked like a warm-hearted and kind person, with great interest. The death of the former leader of Penglai Pavilion was very sudden. It was said that he died suddenly due to being possessed by demons during cultivation. He did not leave even a single word when he died.
The world of cultivation was abuzz with this matter. So many people were discussing it that even Yan Ning, who usually didn't like to meddle in other people's affairs, got to hear about it.
The newly appointed head of Penglai Pavilion had never been prominent before, and it was said that he was not very talented either, being overshadowed by his extremely talented younger brother.
But after the previous Pavilion Master's death, he acted swiftly and ruthlessly. He eliminated most of his brother's confidants and soon took control of the entire Penglai Pavilion, suppressing all resistance.
No matter how you look at it, he is not a simple person. Will such a person really allow the bloodline left by the previous Pavilion Master to continue to occupy the position of the Young Pavilion Master of Penglai Pavilion as he said?
Yan Ning narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Yin Tian with a barely perceptible inquiry in her eyes.
Hearing the obvious suspicion in Yan Ning's words, a hint of gloom flashed across Yin Nantian's face, but it quickly disappeared.
He continued to respond cheerfully, "Master Yan, rest assured. I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. Please rest assured. Here, on behalf of Nan Qiao, I would like to thank you two for saving my life."
"However, Nan Qiao hasn't been home for a long time, and many people at home miss her. Why not let Yin take her back to the sect first, and then bring her to thank the Immortal Venerable and Master Yan for saving her life."
Yin Tian bowed slightly, with obvious gratitude in his tone.
"Pavilion Master Yin, you're joking. The Young Pavilion Master traveled all the way from Penglai Pavilion to the Sword Sect to participate in this trial, even going so far as to give up his position as Young Pavilion Master. I'm sure he didn't want to be taken back to Penglai Pavilion while he was unconscious."
"Why not let the Young Pavilion Master stay in the Sword Sect first? It won't be too late to decide whether to stay or go after she wakes up." Yan Ning also smiled and suggested in a serious tone.
Yin Nantian paused for a moment, then nodded and smiled nonchalantly, "In that case, Nan Qiao will trouble Immortal Rong Yin."
After saying that, he didn't bother with anything else and turned around and left the hall on the platform with his two sons.
Without the obstruction of others, Rong Yin smoothly returned to his residence, Luoheng Hall, the main hall of Yuheng Peak, holding the girl in his arms.
Luoheng Palace is located at the top of Yuheng Peak and is the place with the most spiritual energy in the entire Yuheng Peak.
Rong Yin stood outside Luo Heng Palace holding the girl in his arms, with a rare hint of hesitation on his indifferent face.
Luoheng Hall has always been his resting place. For a hundred years, he was the only one living in the entire hall. Even his four disciples only lived halfway up the Yuheng Peak. They could only enter Luoheng Hall on the top of the mountain after being summoned by him.
Therefore, for hundreds of years, no one has been able to stay in Luoheng Palace.
Rong Yin lowered his eyes slightly. The girl nestled in his arms was still sleeping soundly. Her slightly exposed cheeks were lightly stained with blush, which made her look charming in an instant.
Rong Yin did not hesitate any longer and carried the girl into the residence where he had lived for hundreds of years.
He has been practicing diligently since he was young, wholeheartedly pursuing the great way, and does not care about the quality of life. Therefore, there are not many decorations in the Yuheng Hall, and there is no one in the hall, making it look particularly deserted.
He carried the girl straight to the room where he had been resting.
But when he saw the cold jade bed in the room with nothing else in it, he couldn't help but frown.
The jade bed is forged from cold jade, it is crystal white and translucent, with exquisite carvings. A rich spiritual energy wrapped in a faint chill overflows from the jade bed.
This was a gift given by the head senior brother back then. It was very compatible with his martial arts and was where he practiced every day.
But such a cold and hard bed is not suitable for the girl in his arms.
He didn't know the girl, but he had some friendship with her father. Her father had once come to him for help for the sake of his only bloodline.
The girl was born to Yin Feng and a mortal woman. The spiritual power of a cultivator is difficult for mortals to bear, so the offspring born usually have congenital weaknesses.
Yin Nanyang had put a lot of thought into his only daughter. He lavished all sorts of natural treasures, spiritual tools, and magical treasures on her, just to save her life.
This incident was widely circulated in the world of cultivation. Even the Immortal Master Rongyin, who never left his house, had heard his disciples chatting about it.
When he thought of this, Rong Yin's already frowning brows seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow again.
With a wave of his hand, he put away the cold jade bed in the room and placed a wooden bed in its place.
Although it is a wooden bed, it looks extraordinary and is exquisitely carved. There is spiritual energy floating around it, but it is not like the cold spiritual energy of the cold jade bed. Instead, it is the spiritual energy of plants and trees that drifts out in wisps, making people feel refreshed.
If other people were to see the wooden bed, they would probably be dumbfounded.
The spiritual wood, which is extremely rare and worth tens of millions of spirit stones in the cultivation world, was made into a bed?
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