Chapter One Hundred Eighteen: The Three-Day Agreement
When Mu Ziling appeared amidst the swirling yellow sand of the West Coast and casually brought Ye Huan to Yuxu Palace, Ye Huan already felt indebted to him. Moreover, just last evening, Mu Ziling had offended the senior disciple of the Fourth Generation in Yuxu Palace to help him.
As he pondered where to find Qian Erlang and Mu Ziling, a loud crash echoed through Yuxu Palace. A figure was sent flying out of a tiled room like a cannonball, landing right in front of Ye Huan.
Surprised, Ye Huan turned to look in that direction, and the silhouette of Yan Yue quickly came into view, flanked by more than a dozen others. Each of them was handsome but wore an exceptionally fierce expression. Among them were a few faces Ye Huan recognized from when Yu Wuxia had taken him up Yuxu Peak.
Could it be...?
He stiffly lowered his head, and there lay Mu Ziling on the ground, his face bruised and his Dao robe wrinkled but free of dirt. It was clear he had been beaten badly.
Ye Huan hurriedly helped Mu Ziling up and was about to ask what had happened when Yan Yue and his group seized the opportunity to stride forward, stopping three meters away from Ye Huan. Yan Yue sneered repeatedly and addressed Ye Huan, saying, "Oh, isn't this the summoner named Ye Huan? I didn't expect we'd meet so soon. Do you remember what I said yesterday?"
What had he said? It was nothing more than a warning about the consequences of speaking ill of Yan Yue—a most basic form of intimidation.
Scanning Yan Yue's arrogant face, Ye Huan summoned his Desert Eagle. He hesitated; on one hand, he was displeased with Yan Yue, but on the other hand, he wasn't sure if he should take action.
After all, a gun was a lethal weapon; once a bullet was fired, it could take a life. If there were any rules against mutual slaughter within Yuxu Palace, firing a gun could lead to catastrophic consequences for Ye Huan.
Caught in an internal struggle, he heard faint footsteps approaching. At that moment, someone slowly walked into the space between Ye Huan and Yan Yue.
"Greetings, Current Leader!"
The voices rang out in unison. Whether it was the disciples of Yuxu Palace watching the spectacle or Yanyue, even Mu Ziling managed to break free from Ye Huan's supporting arm, all bowed respectfully.
"Yu Wuxia, why are you here again?"
Frowning, Ye Huan truly suspected that Yu Wuxia had taken a liking to him. They had just met, and after disappearing mysteriously, here she was again, like a ghost that wouldn't leave him alone.
To Ye Huan's surprise, Yu Wuxia winked at him when no one dared to look up, clearly indicating, "I'm here to help you."
Sure enough, after the many disciples finished their greetings and lifted their heads once more, Yu Wuxia had become much more serious. After scanning the surroundings with authority, her gaze landed on Yanyue, and she coldly said, "Have you forgotten what I said before? You can act, but don't rely on your numbers!"
"I understand my mistake," Yanyue shivered in fear and bowed again, his head directed toward the ground while his eyes resentfully flicked toward Ye Huan and Mu Ziling.
Noticing Yanyue's gaze, Mu Ziling felt worried and whispered to Ye Huan, "Be careful, Ye Huan. The senior brother holds grudges. Right now, with Current Leader present, he won't dare to act, but I'm sure he will seek revenge on you later."
Hearing what Mu Ziling said made Ye Huan feel a bit of a headache. Being in Yuxiao Palace, there was no way to avoid it; fighting was out of the question as well. Once he made a move, it would definitely lead to a deadlock situation. Who in Yuxu Palace could help him?
Fortunately, it seemed that Yu Wuxia had considered this point as well. After receiving a response from Yanyue, she displayed the authority of the leader and turned away while continuing to speak. "You should be afraid. Injuring fellow disciples with a group will result in three days of confinement at the back peak!"
Not fearing any rebuttal from Yanyue, she added at the end, "Ye Huan, come with me..."
Following behind Yu Wuxia in confusion, they traversed through Yuxu Palace until they reached a peak on one side. Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Ye Huan boldly asked her, "Yu Wuxia, why are you helping me?"
"You should call me Master!" Rolling her eyes, Yu Wuxia explained her reasons for assisting him.
Upon witnessing Ye Huan's ability to absorb the Desert Eagle as Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and possess the power of Anthropomorphism, Yu Wuxia hurried back to the library within Yuxu Palace to search through the texts. Despite the vast collection of over ten thousand books and various secret records in Yuxu Palace, he could not find any special examples like Ye Huan. Thus, he decided to lend a hand, curious to see if Ye Huan could become an outstanding Cultivator.
It is worth noting that although Yuxu Palace had strict recruitment standards, with the increasing number of sects on the Eastern Continent, talented disciples had become highly sought after. Cultivating an excellent Fourth Generation Disciple would only benefit Yuxu Palace.
However, when Yu Wuxia excitedly approached Ye Huan, he happened to witness Yan Yue forcefully expelling Mu Ziling from the room. It was only upon noticing the apparent conflict between Yan Yue and Ye Huan that he stepped in to help Ye Huan out of the predicament.
"So, are you planning to take me as a Fourth Generation Disciple of Yuxu Palace?"
After grasping the situation, Ye Huan quickly understood Yu Wuxia's intentions and couldn't help but ask in surprise. After all, it was Yu Wuxia who had suggested that Ye Huan become a Servant yesterday and now was helping him today. It was only natural for Ye Huan to be astonished.
Shaking his head, Yu Wuxia did not rush to respond but instead raised three fingers and solemnly said to Ye Huan:
"Three days. Yan Yue has been confined for three days. I will personally teach you for three days. If you can show even a hint of talent on the path of Cultivation and become a low-level Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, then I will accept you as a Fourth Generation Disciple. Conversely, if you lack this ability, it would be best for you to leave the mountain early! In Yuxu Palace, we believe in resolving personal grievances among disciples without loss of life. This time, I made an exception by confining Yan Yue to help you; there will be no next time..."
Hearing Yu Wuxia's words, Ye Huan couldn't help but ponder. Three days—what could be accomplished in that time? If he accounted for sleeping and eating, there would only be about forty-eight hours left. If he happened to have an upset stomach, that could cut down another two hours. But if he refused...
Thinking of Yan Yue's ominous gaze, Ye Huan nodded heavily and resolutely said to Yu Wuxia: "Alright, three days it is. I agree. However, you must also agree to one of my requests..."
"What request?" Seeing Ye Huan daring to make demands of him as the sect leader surprised Yu Wuxia.
With a sinister grin, Ye Huan, dressed in a Dao Robe resembling an unlearned sorcerer, said fiercely: "If I truly become a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator in three days, don't blame me for being merciless towards Yan Yue!"
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