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Chapter 30: Having a Wife to Support the Scene, Are You Afraid?
“Xiangdie, I’m assigning you to lead the team for the training at the Three Emperors’ Mausoleum this time.”
At the Emei Sect, Sect Master Yu Xirong personally handed the token to Shu Xiangdie.
Very few people knew that Shu Xiangdie, the Third Princess of the Imperial Court, had another identity – a direct disciple of the Emei Sect’s Sect Master.
“Yes.”
Shu Xiangdie was slightly taken aback, but she accepted the token.
Yu Xirong seemed concerned: “What’s wrong, why do I feel like you’re a bit distracted lately?”
“Nothing, I just… experienced some minor issues.”
Shu Xiangdie shook her head and took out the book from her pocket, saying seriously:
“I’m fully focused on understanding Empress Qingyue’s book. I hope to learn from it one day.”
“Good, you’re indeed my most satisfactory disciple, with the most potential.”
Yu Xirong was delighted, but she didn’t notice the hint of sadness in Shu Xiangdie’s expression.
Before the martial arts tournament, Shu Xiangdie had always listened attentively to the Sect Master’s teachings.
She had regarded the “Theory of the Uselessness of Dao Companions” as a sacred text and Empress Qingyue as a distant and sacred goal.
Following Empress Qingyue’s ideology, she had firmly believed that the Dao Companion was the most evil and untouchable thing in the world.
Only by being single could one achieve the Great Dao!
But since that person appeared…
Shu Xiangdie had never thought that there would be such a man in the world, and her determination had been shaken since the Changhan City martial arts tournament.
“By the way, Xiangdie, I have something to tell you.”
Yu Xirong dismissed the other disciples and lowered her voice:
“This time, when you go to the Three Emperors’ Mausoleum, the saintess of the Fanzhen Sect has assigned you a mission.”
“Fanzhen Sect’s saintess!”
Shu Xiangdie’s heart skipped a beat.
The saintess was the most revered being in the Sacred Lands, with a powerful and mysterious presence.
Although the Fanzhen Sect’s saintess was slightly inferior to Empress Qingyue, she was still not someone that a small disciple like Shu Xiangdie could contact.
Even for the Emei Sect, the saintess was an unapproachable giant.
“What does the saintess want me to do?”
Shu Xiangdie couldn’t help but ask.
Yu Xirong: “She wants you to help find someone.”
“Who?”
“His name is Nie Chen, and he seems to have just become a disciple of the Heavenly Cloud Palace.”
“Nie Chen!”
When Shu Xiangdie heard the name, her pupils constricted, and her hidden emotions seemed to be stirred.
“Do you know him?”
Yu Xirong asked.
“No… I don’t.”
Shu Xiangdie quickly shook her head.
…
At the Heavenly Cloud Palace, Nie Chen turned around and left, hearing the sound of crying behind him.
He only had one thought: “Well done!”
He didn’t know what kind of blessing the holy envoy’s hands had brought, but the timing was perfect!
Unfortunately, he had missed two opportunities, and it seemed that even the heavens didn’t want his first kiss to disappear so quickly!
When Nie Chen returned to the arena, the other disciples, led by Duanmu Yang, looked at him with a mix of surprise and sarcasm.
“I didn’t think you’d come back alive.”
Duanmu Yang sneered.
“Even if Empress spared your life, I’m sure you and your backing elder are no longer qualified to stay in the Heavenly Cloud Palace.”
Duanmu Yang had not dared to provoke Nie Chen before, but now that Empress had been alerted, Nie Chen’s fate was sealed.
No matter who was backing him, he had no chance of resisting.
It was time for Duanmu Yang to regain his lost face.
“Punishing evil and promoting good, eliminating the wicked from the Heavenly Cloud Palace – well done, brother Duanmu!”
The flattery and praise continued.
Listening to the voices around him, Duanmu Yang felt extremely proud and satisfied.
“Brother Duanmu, before I leave, can I do one more thing?”
Nie Chen suddenly asked.
Duanmu Yang, already feeling triumphant, waved his hand generously:
“Do what you want, you won’t be staying here much longer anyway.”
“Thanks, brother.”
Nie Chen responded politely, and then suddenly punched Duanmu Yang in the face.
The force of the punch was not light.
Duanmu Yang’s nose and face were severely injured, and his body was knocked back several meters.
Blood spilled everywhere, and several teeth fell out.
Duanmu Yang, feeling intense pain, struggled to get up, his face swollen and his eyes filled with anger and fear.
But he didn’t dare to confront Nie Chen directly, and could only glare at him.
Just then, a figure in white appeared in the distance, exuding an aura of elegance and power.
Each step seemed to carry an imperial-level pressure, making it hard for people to look directly at her.
“The Empress is here!”
Duanmu Yang’s face lit up with excitement, and he pointed at Nie Chen:
“Nie Chen, the Empress is here, and you still dare to be arrogant!”
Today, he would expose Nie Chen’s secret in front of everyone.
Nie Chen sighed: “You really want me to say it?”
“Of course, you can’t hide it now.”
Duanmu Yang pressed on.
Today, he would make Nie Chen lose all face and be expelled from the Heavenly Cloud Palace.
Then, he would be the next to become an core disciple!
Nie Chen shrugged: “Fine, I’ll say it. The one who appointed me as an core disciple is… Empress Qingyue.”
“Huh?”
Everyone was stunned.
“Correct, it was me.”
Chu Qingyue’s icy voice came from behind.
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