The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1277: Chapter 380: Yu Yan, She Has Always Been Following You (6k)_3

"I’ll go have a look." Zhou quickly put on the mask, just about to step out when a figure dressed in goose-yellow jumped in his way.

"I want to go too!" Lu Yaoyao said, hands behind her back, tiptoeing as she looked up smiling cheerfully. "I’ve been in the Imperial City for so long, yet I haven’t seen the Duobao Trading House!"

Zhou frowned slightly, "This time it’s business..."

"Just take me along~" The girl suddenly grabbed his wrist, gently shaking it, her voice sweet as honey.

"Look, we’re about to return to the Taiqing Sect, who knows when we’ll come again~"

Zhou, dizzy from the shaking, could only surrender: "Alright, alright, let’s go!"

"Great!" Lu Yaoyao cheered, bouncing where she stood, her silver hair flying.

Zhou sighed, rubbing his forehead, yet couldn’t help but smile.

This girl clearly qualifies to be an Elder of the Taiqing Sect, but her gestures are still like a child who hasn’t grown up.

But watching her joyful silhouette, he couldn’t help but laugh, quickly following her.

...

The night deepened, yet the Inner City of the Imperial Capital remained brightly lit.

Zhou crossed several bustling streets, suddenly spotting two familiar figures in the crowd.

The Ninth Princess, Xuanyuan Muqian, was gently supporting Consort Chen, the mother-daughter pair dressed in elegant plain clothes, with an unmistakable sadness between their brows.

Behind them were several disguised guards.

"That’s Sister Mu Qian and Consort Chen." Following Zhou’s gaze, Lu Yaoyao looked, lowering her voice unconsciously.

Zhou remained silent.

And Lu Yaoyao, unlike before, didn’t happily run up to chat.

Since hearing from her father about the Seventh Prince’s deeds, besides anger, a chill had settled in her heart.

People’s hearts are hidden; who can truly see through others’ intentions?

At this moment, looking at Xuanyuan Muqian was like facing Immortal Xuan You of the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, filled with estrangement.

These two have long been crossed off her mental list.

Now, there’s only Third Mother and those female Bodhisattvas from Jiyuan Temple left.

After all, the Demon Emperor chasing them must come from a fifth-level Cultivation Country; only there are the conditions for many Demon Emperors.

In other words, her father would go to the Celestial Fate Sacred Dynasty sooner or later.

The best part is her father’s godson happened to be cultivating at Jiyuan Temple.

Moreover, her father somehow comprehended a Buddhist Divine Technique, even Spirit Severing Realm’s Master Jue Ming praised his "exceptional spiritual roots" and gifted him a Guiding Order.

Who knows, maybe one day her father happily runs off to be a monk!

"You’re now in the Divinity Transformation Realm, she’s only in the Nascent Soul Early Stage, calling her sister is not fitting anymore." Zhou said plainly.

Lu Yaoyao nodded gently, understanding that from now on, they really must treat this mother and daughter as strangers.

"Zhou," she suddenly looked up, eyes bright, "Was it you who killed the Seventh Prince?"

Zhou raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Why do you ask?"

"Because you’re not someone who can suffer silently." Lu Yaoyao winked slyly.

Zhou couldn’t help but laugh, carefully observing her, "Sometimes I truly feel you’re like the worm in my stomach."

"Hehe, actually I’m a big worm!" The girl made a funny face.

Looking at her silver hair, identical to Shen Hanyi’s, Zhou couldn’t help but marvel at the stark contrast in their personalities.

Then he nodded slightly and softly said, "Besides the Seventh Prince, Nangong Xiongba also perished by my hand."

Lu Yaoyao was momentarily startled, then her eyes curved into crescents.

It seems she had underestimated her father’s prowess.

Yet it’s no surprise, even formidable opponents like Uncle and Nephew Yan Sen fell at the hands of their father-daughter, what is one Nangong Xiongba?

Zhou shook his head helplessly, but his eyes once again turned to Consort Chen in the crowd.

She must’ve been imprisoned, it seems the death of the Seventh Prince hit Xuanyuan Muqian hard.

That’s why she was released, to accompany and comfort her daughter.

Zhou instinctively checked the Storage Bag, taking notice of the Fox Fire Lamp given by two Lu Family elders before his journey.

They said if faced with trouble in the Imperial City, after lighting it, Consort Chen, as a fellow Fox Race member, would sense it.

Now, he was about to leave, having never used it.

Watching Consort Chen forcedly maintain a smile to comfort her, he sighed lightly.

Her elder sister Lu Yuanjiu not only recovered from her injuries but also broke through Spirit Slash together with Lu Yuanzhi.

This, he also didn’t want to tell her.

Lest her unstable mind reveal something, making it difficult for the two Lu Family elders later.

Some kindness perhaps is best expressed through silence.

"Let’s go!" Zhou turned, decisively moving forward.

Lu Yaoyao gave a soft "Hmm" and followed!

...

Seeing the Duobao Trading House drawing nearer, Zhou was quietly reminding her to heed the precautions.

Lu Yaoyao glanced casually, suddenly freezing in place, then hurriedly rubbed her eyes.

"Yu Yan sister—" Lu Yaoyao blurted out, quickly covering her mouth, nervously looking at Zhou.

Zhou was stunned, then followed her gaze.

Ahead on the bustling long street, a maiden in a moon-white gauze dress stood by a lantern shop.

Her side profile slightly upturned, lit by lantern light, was like a delicate ink painting.

The girl appeared in her early teens, skin snowy white, her drooped eyes exuding a tranquil indifference.

Her clean gauze dress embroidered with pale blue orchids.

As night winds blew through, she raised her hand to tuck a stray strand behind her ear, revealing a graceful profile.

She appeared shielded from the bustling crowd by an invisible barrier, emitting an unspoken serenity and elegance.