Chapter 81: Listen to My Advice—You Can’t Handle Yurong
Hearing Chen Daoxuan's response, the Xiaoyao Palace Master tactfully bowed and took his leave.
In no time, the area—once filled with thousands of people—was nearly empty, leaving only the members of Holy Mountain, the man in the coffin, and a handful of corpse puppets.
"You're not leaving?"
"Do you expect me to send you off?"
Chen Daoxuan looked at the three Holy Mountain elders with mild surprise.
"Uh..."
"In that case, we'll take our two Saintesses and leave. We wouldn't trouble Senior to see us off," the Grand Elder cautiously replied, gauging Chen Daoxuan's expression.
"Hmm?"
"You can take your Holy Mountain Saintess back. I don't mind."
"But now that Li Yurong has addressed me as her Master, she is my disciple," Chen Daoxuan said, his brows slightly raised. "Are you trying to kidnap my disciple, Li Yurong?"
The effort it took to coax this disciple into joining him wasn't something Chen Daoxuan was willing to let go to waste.
"But..."
The Grand Elder looked utterly aggrieved, stammering for a long moment without managing to say anything coherent.
"Listen to me. You can't handle Yurong. She's better off staying by her Master's side," Chen Daoxuan said with a faint smile.
"Do you understand?"
Glancing at his new disciple, he found himself growing increasingly fond of her. She was obedient, gullible, and even adorable in her naivety. But once they returned to his sect, he'd have to train her thoroughly so she wouldn't get scammed when she ventured into the world again.
"Sigh, fine. In that case, we'll take our leave."
The three Holy Mountain elders exchanged helpless glances, all recognizing the resignation in each other's eyes.
If they chose to act by force, they would likely meet the same fate as the Ren Family. Left with no other choice, they opted to retreat for now and strategize once they returned to Holy Mountain.
The elders departed through the air with Li Shenruo, leaving Li Yurong behind, looking utterly bewildered as she watched them leave.
"Elder!"
"Elder, wait! Yurong is still here!"
Li Yurong waved her arms frantically, trying to signal that they'd forgotten her, that she hadn't boarded the ride yet.
But the three elders didn't dare look back. Only Li Shenruo turned to glance deeply at her silly younger sister, letting out a heavy sigh before disappearing into the horizon.
As the group's silhouettes vanished, Li Yurong stood frozen in place, her eyes misty, tears welling up and threatening to spill.
"It's over. It's all over..."
"I can't go back..."
Her small lips trembled, and tears began rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably.
With her Profound Sky cultivation, returning to Holy Mountain in the Eastern Region from the Northern Region wouldn't be overly dangerous.
But...
She didn't know the way!
"Master, can you take me home?"
Li Yurong suddenly looked up, her watery eyes filled with hope as she turned to Chen Daoxuan.
"Of course, no problem. You'll travel home with your Senior Sister—oh, this is her here—via the teleportation formation."
"I'll head back to the mountain first and wait for you two there. See you soon! And I've even prepared a gift for you!"
Seeing Li Yurong's pitiful expression, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt, as though he were deceiving an innocent girl.
But now that their master-disciple relationship was solidified and the system rewards were already issued, there was no way he'd send her back to Holy Mountain.
"This time, don't travel on foot. Use the teleportation formation to bring your Junior Sister back," Chen Daoxuan instructed Leng Yanran as he noticed his time was down to the last few seconds.
Before Leng Yanran could respond, Chen Daoxuan vanished into a glimmering formation of light, leaving only his voice lingering in the air.
"Yes, Master!"
Leng Yanran respectfully bowed toward the place her master had disappeared.
"Gift… what kind of gift?"
Li Yurong's eyes lit up at the mention of a gift, her tears momentarily forgotten as excitement took over.
Seeing this, Leng Yanran slapped her forehead in exasperation.
This Junior Sister of hers… doesn't seem too bright.
Oh well, it's probably for the best. At least she's easier to deal with than Li Shenruo.
Leng Yanran sighed, then reached for the storage bag at her waist and retrieved the teleportation formation disk her master had crafted to directly return to the Heavenly Dao Hall.
"Hey! Wait, miss! Don't forget me!"
Just as Leng Yanran was about to leave with Li Yurong, a loud shout interrupted her. The man in the coffin, who had been silent the entire time, rushed over in a panic.
Hearing the familiar voice, Leng Yanran suddenly remembered the existence of this strange being.
"Our deal is complete. You helped me search for treasures in the secret realm, and I promised to release you," Leng Yanran said, her tone indifferent.
"The spiritual energy I left in that jade pendant has already dissipated. You can now expel it from your body as you see fit. As for the jade pendant itself, consider it my reward to you."
She waved her hand, removing the trace of her energy from the jade pendant and turning it into an unowned item.
Whether the man in the coffin expelled the energy through the top or the bottom of his body, Leng Yanran didn't care. She had no intention of taking the pendant back and simply treated it as compensation for his efforts.
"No, no, no! Please, don't leave yet, miss!"
"I swear my loyalty! From now on, I'll follow you and clear all obstacles in your path!"
The man in the coffin quickly knelt on one knee, his expression earnest as he begged to stay.
After emerging from the secret realm, the man in the coffin had witnessed the terrifying power of Eastern Region forces, realizing his cultivation in the Boundless Realm wouldn't allow him to survive elsewhere. He'd likely remain a weakling, or worse, end up as someone else's tool.
Especially since his semi-conscious state had been the result of being refined by experts skilled in corpse manipulation during the siege on Scarlet Cloud Master.
If those people learned he had escaped the secret realm, they'd surely come after him. With their ability to take down a Spirit Dividing cultivator like Scarlet Cloud Master, he, a mere Boundless Realm practitioner, wouldn't stand a chance.
Leng Yanran's master, however, was an unparalleled existence in his eyes. Even Spirit Dividing experts were as helpless as chicks before him!
Surely this was the ultimate "big shot" worth pledging allegiance to!
"Hmm… fine. You can follow me back to the mountain," Leng Yanran said after some thought. "If Master agrees, you can stay. If not, that's the end of it."
Having a Boundless Realm man in the coffin to handle trivial matters in the Northern Region would save her from leaving the mountain unnecessarily—a convenient arrangement. But the final decision rested with her master.
"Thank you, miss!"
"Oh, there's one more thing I'd like to request..."
"Those Eastern Region experts' corpses—can I take them to refine and absorb?"
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