Chapter 946 - 447: Gift; Qing Jun Is Not Stupid! (2)

The leader was a burly and robust Late Period Foundation Establishment Cultivator. With a smiling face, he was followed by dozens of beautiful maids holding brocade boxes.

"Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, I am Mei Su Tan, sent by the order of the Divine Son to deliver a token of gratitude!"

Mei Su Tan cried out loud, then waved his hand.

Instantly, waves of dazzling treasures were brought into the courtyard of Cold Scale Mansion.

"Ten pairs of 500-year-old Blood Jade Essence!"

"Five blocks of Cold Pond Profound Iron Essence!"

"Nine Curve Spiritual Ginseng..."

The treasures flowed like water, wave after wave, the Spiritual Power emitted from the various Treasures of Heaven and Earth converged above Cold Scale Mansion into a cloud of spiritual energy.

Such a grand gesture would make even an ordinary Golden Core True Man green with envy!

At this moment, this earth-shattering scene had already alerted all Demon Cultivators of the Greedy Vein.

Countless Divine Senses and gazes probed from all directions; when they saw the mountain of treasures and Mei Su Tan standing in front of the mansion’s gate...

The entire Greedy Vein was stunned.

"Am I seeing things? Is that the Spiritual Ship of Wuyang Palace?! Are all those treasures for that old fellow Qing Xuan?"

"Huh? Isn’t the Mei family close aides to the Divine Son? And Mei Su Tan is a renowned figure in the family, on par with respected figures of the various veins, so why is he being so courteous to this old man?"

"Could it be that this old Qing Xuan presented some earth-shattering extraordinary treasure in secret?"

"Nonsense! He’s a Loose Cultivator with one foot in the grave; what extraordinary treasure could catch the eye of the Divine Son?"

While the Demon Cultivators were puzzled and discussing among themselves,

Mei Su Tan made a move that left everyone with their jaws dropped.

This Great Cultivator, a prominent figure even in the Emotion Crossing Sect, bowed deeply to Chen Ye, this "grumpy old man", with a sycophantic face:

"Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan! His Highness instructed that you have worked tirelessly, serving day and night with great merit! His Highness is extremely satisfied with your performance and praises you lavishly!"

"These Treasures of Heaven and Earth are merely a token of His Highness’s appreciation. His Highness also said that when you have recovered, you are welcome to visit Wuyang Palace anytime, and he will surely... sweep the mat to welcome you!"

Mei Su Tan’s voice wasn’t loud,

But the Greedy Vein was full of cultivators, listening attentively, hearing every word clearly.

Yet...

No matter how clearly they heard, all the Demon Cultivators thought they were hearing things.

"Wait... Did I hear wrong?!"

"How could it be! The Divine Son is pure and noble, absolutely stunning, lovely and untainted... How could... how could she be involved with an old man..."

"Ha, this junior brother seems to misunderstand my Emotion Crossing Sect... in the Holy Sect, how can there be anyone pure and noble?"

Some Demon Cultivator’s Dao Heart shattered on the spot.

The Duqing Divine Son’s position in the sect was elevated; she was the dream Divine Maiden of countless cultivators, an unreachable flower on a high peak!

But now,

Reality had slapped them hard.

This high-peak flower was not only plucked, but the one who plucked her was an old geezer buried up to his neck?!

"No! I don’t believe it! This old rogue must have used some despicable means!" a young Demon Cultivator’s eyes were red with rage, nearly collapsing.

"Nonsense! Think about it; that’s Wuyang Palace! It’s lucky the Divine Son doesn’t suck people dry; who could use means on her?"

A nearby older Demon Cultivator gasped, suddenly realizing something,

"Wait, perhaps it’s just a misunderstanding. Mei Su Tan only said the old man worked hard and served, but that service is surely just pure service..."

With the older Demon Cultivator’s words, others came to their senses, nodding secretly.

That’s right.

They probably overthought it.

And in the middle of everyone’s gaze,

Chen Ye’s eyes darkened.

Looking at the fawning Mei Su Tan in front of him and the courtyard filled with dazzling Treasures of Heaven and Earth.

A chill rose in his heart.

Qin Jiaming!

That crazy woman!

Was she truly sending a gift?

This was clearly her overt scheme.

Grandly having a close aide deliver treasures and publicly extolling his great achievements, speaking with enough ambiguity to fuel gossip and rumors among the curious.

This flattering assassination tactic thoroughly placed him on the spot.

"In this way, countless eyes throughout the sect would be fixated on me."

Chen Ye gritted his teeth internally.

Under such countless watchful eyes, he wouldn’t even think about quietly sneaking into Lock Soul Abyss to retrieve Bai Li’s skeletal remains; he’d be noticed the moment he stepped even half a foot out of Cold Scale Mansion!

This witch was telling him in no uncertain terms:

Want to act on your own? No way!

In the Emotion Crossing Sect, as long as Qin Jiaming doesn’t relent, Chen Ye will be unable to move an inch!

Except to obediently return and accept her outrageous condition, there is no other way!

"Fellow Daoist Qing Xuan, Daoist?"

Mei Su Tan, seeing Chen Ye’s expression change unpredictably, couldn’t help but remind him, with a respectfully smiling face,

"Are these tokens of gratitude to your liking, fellow Daoist?"

Chen Ye forced down his inner fury.

He pulled out a dry smile, cupped his hands:

"The Divine Son’s grace, I naturally... deeply appreciate it. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mei, for making this trip."

"Hahaha, no need to mention it! Since the tokens have been delivered, I shall not disturb your ’recuperation’ further."

Mei Su Tan, perceptive, cupped his hands, turned with the maids, and stepped onto the Spiritual Ship, leaving swiftly.

In fact.

Normally, these maids would also be gifts.

But then again... Mei Su Tan was indeed perceptive!

Leaving Chen Ye alone, standing before the mountain of treasures, feeling the scorching gazes from all directions, only made his head throb painfully.

...

"Bang!"

With a backhand fling, Chen Ye slammed the heavy mansion door shut.

Turning around, looking at the courtyard filled with Treasures of Heaven and Earth, Chen Ye felt overwhelmed.

Did this guy... seriously take him as some kind of prize to keep and coddle?

Before he could even rub his throbbing temples, a small head popped up on either side of him.

Qing Jun was holding a piece of Cold Pond Profound Iron Essence the size of a washbasin.

This little glutton was trying to take a bite out of it with her sharp little tiger tooth.

"Ouch!"

Almost breaking her tooth, the little girl covered her cheek, looked up with curiosity, and mumbled,

"Master, that big guy said you served day and night, and said that bad woman would sweep the mat to welcome you..."

"What does sweep the mat mean? Isn’t a mat a place to sleep? Is that bad woman bullying you, making you a servant, having you sweep and make the bed every day?!"

Hearing Qing Jun’s imaginative thought process.

Chen Ye’s eyes lit up, secretly praising his clever disciple, and with a steady face, sighed with age-old wisdom:

"Ah yes, yes! Qing Jun is so smart, figured it out immediately!"

"Sigh, but that Wuyang Palace is way too big, the floor too hard, I’m afraid sweeping it would make my back ache "

"I knew it!" Qing Jun waved her little fists, puffed with anger, "That bad woman bullies too much! When Qing Jun grows up, I’ll go to Wuyang Palace and make her bring you foot wash water every day!"

Chen Ye reassuringly patted his gullible disciple’s head.

But suddenly, she looked up with a serious face,

"Master, Qing Jun... do I seem silly?"

?!

Chen Ye was shocked,

Since when did this girl become self-aware?

But as a master, he needed to maintain his disciple’s self-esteem.

So the master quickly shook his head: "How could that be! My Qing Jun is the smartest True Dragon under the sky!"

The little girl squinted: "But in the world, is it possible, there’s only one True Dragon, Qing Jun?"

"Just tell me, are you the smartest True Dragon or not?"

The master remained calm, even if the disciple detected something amiss, but for a mere girl, he could easily brush it off!

"Of course... wait!"

The little girl confidently nodded, immediately realizing something was wrong, couldn’t help but grind her teeth, and more shocked than her master,

"Master! Did you really take Qing Jun for a fool!!"

"Qing Jun is not foolish at all!"