Chapter 17: The Mysterious Hidden Clan

  "Electric soul, when will the young master come?!" Among the four great guardians of Mei Lan Zhu Ju, Ju Xiang is the youngest and has a personality that is most like a child, her tone is full of curiosity towards Leng Zhi Yue.

  He had been coaxed for a long time before he agreed to let her follow him. The opportunity was not to be missed, but she stretched her neck and still couldn't see Leng Ziyue's figure, and she couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

  She is naturally lively and it's really hard to keep her quiet and still.

  Dian Buo really wanted to give Ju Xiang a slap, letting her completely calm down. For half an hour, she had already asked this question no less than thirty times. Even the most patient person would be annoyed by her.

  "Just wait quietly." Leng Xue said she would come, and Dian Su was 100% sure that she wouldn't go back on her word.

  Zhu Xiang held back Ju Xiang, who was still arguing, and said softly: "The maple leaves on Feng Huang Mountain are now red, the young master may stop to admire the crimson forest, let's wait patiently."

  The sisters of the Youyin Pavilion would often go alone to the maple forest to admire it when they had nothing to do, just because the red leaves all over the sky were really very beautiful, as if the entire sky was dyed with color, and it was so intoxicating.

  "Fine, I won't speak then." Ju Xiang pouted, looking like she had been wronged, and casually found a spot to sit down on the ground with her back to them, not even glancing at the two.

  Helplessly shrugging his shoulders, the person who could shut Kikyo up with just one sentence wasn't here; if he had known earlier, he should have let Rai come instead.

  That damned man, don't think that just because she looks harmless, she won't remember her grievances. He actually dared to play with her, is he tired of living? It's best if she doesn't meet him again, or else she'll destroy him, otherwise she's not Leng Ziyue.

  The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, without realizing that he had already reached the top of the mountain. He also didn't notice that his body was emitting a cold aura that was so strong it could freeze the air around him into thin ice, comparable to the coldest days of winter.

  She must be crazy to think he's like an extraordinary immortal, but in fact he's just a complete rogue. All the stunning impressions are fake. The first man who escaped from under her eyelids has sparked her interest.

  Leng Xueying's face sank, he said expecting to see you again? Indeed, she also wanted to see him again, because she was going to peel off his skin and see if he still dared to play tricks on her.

  "Young master, ah..." The three of them stood frozen in place as a woman in a crimson dress approached them from afar, her presence seeming to render them immobile with fear.

  Under the golden mask, he wore a bitter face. Was he being pushed out or not? He swallowed hard, stopped his whole body from trembling, and stuttered as he opened his mouth.

  This aura is really fucking powerful.

  "You're afraid of me?" Leng Ziyue stopped in her tracks, her eyes locking onto the fearful gaze outside, asking with an unusually innocent tone.

  Does she look that scary? Why is he looking at her with such a gaze, and what's up with the two women behind him? He's even backing away from her as if she's some kind of monster.

  He stretched his mouth again, swallowed hard once more, and suddenly he felt that the slightly tilted head, pouting pink lips of Cold Ziyue were too dazzling and too dreamy to be true, but he didn't have the guts to go forward and verify it.

  The young master of their household is too handsome.

  "Master, have you encountered an assassin again? Why... why does your face look so terrible?" Diē Guī spoke up, plucking up his courage, and immediately retreated to what he thought was a safe distance.

  That intense killing aura was emanating from Leng Xue's body, those clear eyes were calm and peaceful, as if they had a magical power, with a faintly flickering murderous intent. For them, who had been trained as assassins since childhood, their ability to sense danger was extremely keen.

  Leng Xueyu silently watched the movements of Dian Qi, suppressing the killing intent and chill on her body. Her mouth twitched slightly, wondering when she had become unable to control her emotions. She furrowed her brow and said in a cold voice, "Take me to see Ice Aunt, there's not much time to waste."

  It's all because of that man causing trouble. If possible, it's better not to meet him again. His inexplicable closeness has disturbed her calm heart, how can this be.

  "Yes." Zeke didn't say much more, it was wise not to ask about Master's business.

  Leng Xue Yue jumped over the three people with electric aura, looking at the bare and steep cliffs below her feet. No wonder no one in the Jianghu could find the headquarters of You Yin Pavilion, those who could find this place would either return empty-handed or die here.

  "I like it here." As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the three people behind her to respond, Leng Ziyue used the silver thread on her wrist to fly towards the direction of the red flower on her right hand.

  Zhu Xiang patted Zhu Xiang's head, glanced at Dian Qi, and smiled: "I believe you, she must be the young master. Many people are standing here, but they can't see the mystery of You Yin Pavilion. With just one glance, she found it."

  From this moment on, she surrendered willingly.

  "How could I possibly be wrong." said the electrifyingly proud man, he just knew that the future master was not a simple person.

  "What kind of skill is the young master using? What's that silver thread?" From the moment she saw Leng Ziyue, the usually silent Juying couldn't help but excitedly shout out again.

  "Let's go, don't keep the young master waiting." Di Gu and Zhu Xiang exchanged a glance with Bai Hua, they too were curious, just like they were curious about how a soft handkerchief could become a sharp blade that takes lives. Leng Ziyue had too many mysteries on her body, worth them exploring one by one.

  The blazing red flower at the foot of the cliff is the entrance, it's like a mark, standing on the mountain top looking at it, just like a cluster of flames burning in the wind, only after getting close to it, will you discover that the steep wall it's attached to is actually an illusion, and your body can pass through the wall, into the gate of the Youyin Pavilion.

  Without superior lightness skill, it's fundamentally impossible to get close to the blazing red flower that guides the way, and also impossible to enter the You Yin Pavilion. It has to be said that Long Sun You You, who found such a place as the headquarters, has an extremely intelligent brain.

  "Miss... you are miss... no... you are young master... you are our young master." Ice Aunt's heart was all tied to Leng Ziyue, she just wanted to see Leng Ziyue as soon as possible and hand everything over to her.

  Leng Xueyu's body suddenly stiffened, she didn't like others touching her body, no one had ever held her like this in either her past or present life. The urge to shake him off stopped when he heard her sobbing.

  "Bing Yi, she is the young master." Lei Gong didn't miss the fleeting cold intent in Leng Ziyue's eyes, what surprised him was that she didn't push Bing Yi away, and instead let out a slight sigh of relief.

  Now Bing Yi's body can't withstand such a push.

  "Master, please forgive Bing Er for losing her composure. It's just that you look too much like your mother... it's been so long since I've seen your mother..." As she spoke, she let go of Leng Ziyue and knelt down on the ground with a respectful bow, lowering her head.

  The crowd following behind Ice Aunt knelt down in front of Leng Ziyue, bowing their heads at a 45-degree angle.

  "Everyone, get up. I'll only say this once today. Although nominally I'm the master and you're the servants, you don't need to kneel to me, nor do you need to kneel to anyone else. If you still decide to follow me, then please remember, unconditional obedience to any of my orders. Of course, I won't give unreasonable orders either." Leng Ziyue helped Ice Niang up, her movements a bit stiff, perhaps she wasn't quite used to this kind of scene yet.

  Even with a different soul, emotions will still be affected while using the original body.

  She has become what she is, and Leng Xueyu will not shirk the responsibility that should be borne.

  "We swear to be loyal to our young master, and will never serve a second one." Their voices were uniform in expressing their determination. The You Yin Pavilion was their home, and they would not leave this place even if it meant death.

  "Everyone is busy with their own affairs, Ice Aunt. There are some things I need to ask you." Leng Ziyue hadn't forgotten her purpose, and the Youyin Pavilion had become both a burden and a useful tool for her.

  Ice Aunt waved her hand and let them all go down before saying: "Young Master, come with me."

  Through the winding cave, with the black pearl shining brightly, there was no big difference from outside. After about a few minutes, the scenery that appeared before her eyes couldn't help but make Leng Ziyue's mouth slightly open in surprise, it was really too beautiful, with mountains and water, like a poem or a painting, it could be called a paradise on earth.

  Green hills and clear waters, small bridges and homes, everything is complete, the most striking thing is the fiery red flowers that are blooming in every corner, cluster after cluster of them are opening like fire sparks, emitting a faint floral fragrance.

  "Master, have a drink of water!" Ice Aunt poured a glass of water and put it in front of Leng Ziyue, staring at her without blinking. She never dared to hope that she would see Leng Ziyue again in her lifetime.

  "My mother, apart from being the owner of You Yin Pavilion, what other identity is it that I don't know about?" Her clear and cold gaze fell on Bing Yi's body, directly asking out what she wanted to know.

  Smelling the scent emanating from Bing Yi's skin, Leng Xue knew she was deeply poisoned. Who had poisoned her and why they used this kind of torture-inducing poison to slowly torment her to death?

  "Miss is the Holy Maiden of the Hidden Clan." Ice Aunt did not evade Cold Zhiyue's gaze, that place was a home she could never return to. Saying this, it seemed like all her strength had been drained away, and an unspeakable sorrow and desolation.

  When I left that year, I knew I wouldn't be able to return, but I still miss it.

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