roccoschili Chapter 166: Pu Jianming
Chapter 166: Pu Jianming
Chapter 166: Pu JianmingSauntering fifteen minutes late, Hong Nian Niang studied the awkward atmosphere in the room and laughed. Without any sense of urgency, she sat beside Yan Ping, chatted leisurely about trivial matters, and laughed at her own jokes even if she had no response or reaction from the three human statues in the room. It did not deter the owner of the Red Pavillion Hotel that her guests were wet blankets. If anything, the social butterfly was such a skilled conversationalist that some people claimed she could make a flower blush its petals off if she wanted to.
After five minutes of putting up with Hong Nian Niang’s coquettish behaviour, Yan Ping decided to put her foot down and converge the meeting. Unlike them, she had urgent matters in her sect to attend to. She should have known better than to entrust Anji to them for a month.
"I’ll cut to the chase because I have to leave immediately," she announced and even Hong Nian Niang dropped the ditzy act.
Signalling for her male concubine to close the door, Hong Nian Niang waited until they had privacy to become serious.
"I heard you found the traitor’s identity. Are they really from your sect?"
Thanks to Yan Ping’s isolation barrier spell, they could speak and act freely. For the past few weeks, the blind woman had been acting alone, studying the remnants of spells used by the demon cult after Bai Dajin and Zhao Mingshen raided them. It was difficult to piece together the traces of spells while trying to identify the creator, but after following the trail of crumbs, she finally narrowed down the suspect.
"It is from my sect," she admitted. "To be precise, it is a graduate from my sect. I personally took back his token and saw him off."
The dreadful silence made the mood more sombre. However, Yan Ping was not upset by how life turned out. If anything, she was the first to come to terms with it.
"Pu Jianming was a senior re
The news plunged Zhao Mingshen deeper into the pits of despair. How were they going to fight like this?
"That is why I need to return and sort out some logistics to formally open up the Mystical Qilin Sect to selected individuals in the Rainbow Alliance to train a special batch of cultivators who will learn to work in teams for demon hunting."
Demon hunting squad! The idea was something Zhao Mingshen thought about previously but scrapped because he thought Yan Ping would not be supportive of it. If there was cross-alliance training, that meant he could sneak in more regularly to see Anji as well!
"You don’t have to plan to sneak in using that pretext of training to see your sister," the blind prophet clicked her tongue. "I’ll make special concessions when the sect is open. Give me a few months, and I’ll send a formal message when it is ready. In the meantime, I’d suggest everyone consolidate their forces and select their talents. As for Sect Leader Chen, Sect Leader Zhang, Sect Leader Liu and Sect Leader Zhao, I trust that the Gentleman Club will inform them on my behalf."
Caught guilty, Zhao Mingshen chuckled. The knot in his chest was lifted with just a few sentences. No wonder Yan Ping was held in extremely high regard in the murim world. It felt as if all problems in the world did not exist if she were around.
"The Gentleman Club has accepted your request. Please do not let us delay your departure any longer, and thank you for the medicine."
Bowing to Yan Ping, Zhao Mingshen stood up to escort Yan Ping to the door. Hong Nian Niang wanted to send someone to get a carriage for her but was quickly turned down.
As soon as Yan Ping reached the ground floor, she pulled out several talismans and, with a short chant, vanished. Her presence still lingered, but not for long.
"And there she goes," sighed the lady in red. "I’ll have to gather my harem and prepare. If Sect Leader Yan says she would get it done, it would usually be much earlier than she said it would. I suggest you don’t dally any longer and return to your sects. The Vermillion Bird Sect will take care of sending the message to everyone else."
Looking at Bai Dajin, Zhao Mingshen was about to tank the man for accompanying him when the warrior grabbed him by the shoulder.
"Leave informing your father to the Red Lady. You’re coming with me to sort out the mess in my sect!"
Unable to escape, Zhao Mingfeng found himself getting dragged back to the room upstairs. What had he gotten himself into?