The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1262 - 376: You Really Are a Little Shen Hanyi, I’m Begging You (6k)

Lu Yaoyao tilted her head, looking puzzled: "Why?""Don’t ask about adult matters, child!" Shen Yunzhou was anxiously pacing, suddenly grabbing Lu Yaoyao’s shoulders, "Right! My sister likes you a lot, doesn’t she?"

"Look at your hair, it’s just like hers, you’re practically a little Shen Hanyi!"

Saying this, he quickly pulled out two Top-Grade Spirit Stones and stuffed them into Lu Yaoyao’s hands, his voice trembling: "If she gets angry later, you must say some good words for me, I’m begging you!"

Lu Yaoyao blinked, growing more curious.

What exactly happened?

...

At this moment, the room where Zhou Qing was standing had turned into an ice cavern, the icy chill condensing into frost in the air.

He stood rigidly in place, awkwardly looking at the white figure at the door.

Shen Hanyi stood quietly at the door in white robes, silver hair cascading, a veil lightly covering her face.

Only those ice-blue eyes pierced through the cold, staring directly, so cold it was heart-wrenching.

"Um..." Zhou Qing’s Adam’s apple moved, his voice dry and unlike himself.

He instinctively retreated, his back pressing against the cold window frame.

Shen Hanyi approached slowly, each step blooming ice flowers on the ground.

She stopped three steps away from Zhou Qing, her gaze like a knife scraping across his face.

"Um, I really wasn’t taking advantage of anyone!" Zhou Qing hurriedly explained, "It was your brother who tore off the veil, it has nothing to do with me!"

Zhou Qing didn’t hesitate to sell out Shen Yunzhou.

Shen Hanyi remained silent, only her breathing seemed to quicken beneath the veil.

Zhou Qing swallowed, steeling himself to continue: "I was about to leave at the time, and you suddenly pounced..."

"Shut up!" Shen Hanyi’s voice trembled slightly, a trace of panic flickering in her icy eyes, ears turned a suspicious red.

Zhou Qing immediately fell silent, but then thought, and gritted his teeth: "So what do you really want?"

"That predecessor," Shen Hanyi suddenly changed the subject, "what does he look like?"

"What?" Zhou Qing was stunned.

"The one who taught you the Inscription Level Divine Technique ’Hundred Tribulations Blood Curtain’." Shen Hanyi’s voice returned to its cold clarity, "Tell me in detail."

Zhou Qing was dumbfounded, realizing this was an opportunity to probe "number one’s" background.

"That predecessor always wore a mask, I couldn’t see his appearance clearly." Zhou Qing answered cautiously.

Shen Hanyi’s icy eyes narrowed slightly, asking three consecutive questions: "When did you meet? Why did he teach you the Inscription Level Divine Technique? How many Phoenix Dao Patterns have you cultivated now?"

Zhou Qing looked at the beauty so close, the familiar fragrance once again lingering at his nose.

No, is the identity of this ’number one’ more important than your innocence?

Could it be a deliberate change of topic to ease the awkwardness?

"It’s a long story." Zhou Qing pretended to be profound.

"I’ve got all the time in the world!" Shen Hanyi elegantly raised her hand, the cold instantly sealing the room into an independent space.

She gracefully took a seat, poised to listen intently.

Zhou Qing inwardly groaned.

After all, "number one" was himself, and you suddenly ask, I haven’t figured out how to fabricate the story yet.

He pondered before speaking, his gaze unconsciously falling on Shen Hanyi.

She sat properly in front of the chair, the outline beneath the veil faintly visible, those ice-blue eyes fixedly watching him.

"Actually..." Zhou Qing cleared his throat, "My encounter with that predecessor was purely accidental."

"At that time, the Five Sects of the Eastern Domain were holding the Treasure Exchange Conference..." Zhou Qing spoke while observing her reaction.

"Disciples from various factions often sparred to make it festive, my cultivation was still shallow, watching the competition between the Golden Thunder Sect and Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, I couldn’t help but marvel at the mystic powers."

"Then someone nearby laughed scornfully, saying they were merely shallow techniques..."

As Zhou Qing spoke to this point, the coldness in the room seemed even heavier, and he could clearly see his own breath in white.

Shen Hanyi remained motionless, her face showing no expression.

"Then he said my bone structure was extraordinary, a martial arts genius among thousands, I figured he must have seen that I had refined the top-ranking Yin Yang Qi at the time."

When Zhou Qing said this, Shen Hanyi’s icy eyes narrowed slightly, as if scrutinizing the truth of his words.

"By the way, to add, that Yin Yang Qi was given to me by my second uncle, how he got it, I don’t know either."

Zhou Qing hurriedly added.