The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1301: Chapter 386: Zhou, You’re Actually My Real Father

A gentle and elegant voice came, and smoothly took a seat at the adjacent table.

"Alright, please wait a moment!" The waiter quickly jotted down the dish names.

Zhou Qing casually pulled off a chicken drumstick and placed it on the Cyan Jade plate in front of the old hen.

It rolled its eyes, tilting its neck in a disdainful manner.

Zhou Qing was just about to tease it when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the side profile of the woman at the next table, and suddenly froze.

The woman looked about sixteen, with skin as smooth as snow, long black hair cascading like a waterfall, her eyebrows and eyes exuding the gentle serenity of a noble lady, yet she still retained the transcendent aura of a cultivator.

"It’s her—" Zhou Qing couldn’t help but be stunned.

Is the world really this small?

Could we really encounter each other like this?

Lu Yaoyao followed Zhou Qing’s gaze and saw the woman pouring tea with lowered eyes.

Her delicate fingers reflected in the tea soup, actually more lustrous than the finest mutton-fat jade.

As she slightly raised her eyes, her autumn-water-like eyes seemed to see through people’s hearts, yet they carried a hint of aloof detachment.

"Sister Yu Yan—" Lu Yaoyao unconsciously called out softly.

Upon hearing, the woman turned her head, and when she saw Lu Yaoyao’s silver hair, a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes: "It’s you?"

She recognized this silver-haired girl who had stared at her and wept while praising her beauty in the Inner City of the Holy Martial Dynasty.

"How do you know my name?", but in the next moment, the woman’s eyes suddenly turned cold, her graceful hand lifted slightly, a streak of cold light forming at her fingertips.

Zhou Qing was also taken aback: "Are you really called Yu Yan?"

"So, were you also sent by them to monitor me?" The woman let out a cold laugh, erupting with a fierce Spirit Severing Realm pressure.

Zhou Qing immediately shielded Lu Yaoyao behind him, also releasing Spirit Severing Realm energy.

The two terrifying auras collided fiercely in the inn, the air seemingly frozen for a moment, then suddenly exploded.

Tables, chairs, bowls, and plates shattered under the invisible impact, wood chips and porcelain pieces flying everywhere.

The diners who were originally eating turned pale, scrambling towards the door, while several with low cultivation were even knocked to the ground by the aftermath, bleeding from their mouth and nose.

The aftermath of a Spirit Severing Realm battle, even a mere wisp of leaked aura, was enough to scatter the souls of these low-level cultivators.

However, Jiuli Dynasty has explicitly prohibited Spirit Severing Realm combat within the city, with violators subject to dynasty sanctions.

Yet these two were releasing their pressure without restraint, evidently unfamiliar newcomers.

The woman sensed the equally unfathomable aura from Zhou Qing, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: "If there’s a next time, don’t blame me for being merciless!"

Her graceful hand lifted slightly, and the space in front of her was like thin paper, torn open into a black crack.

Then she stepped through, and with the flutter of her garments, her figure disappeared into the twisted void.

Zhou Qing watched the slowly healing space crack, silent without a word.

When he turned to look at Lu Yaoyao, the girl was already clutching the old hen tightly, burying her face in its wings, only revealing a pair of big, rolling eyes.

"Sigh..." Zhou Qing let out a long sigh, flicking out a wisp of Spiritual Power, placing two top-grade Spirit Stones steadily on the counter.

Then he drew his fingers together like a knife, slicing open a deep crack in the void.

"Let’s go." He stepped into it, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness.

Lu Yaoyao pouted, grudgingly following along.

...

Atop a fifteen-story glazed tile rooftop, the space suddenly rippled, then split open into a dark fissure.

Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao stepped out one after another, their robes fluttering loudly in the wind.

Zhou Qing stood with hands behind his back, overlooking the bustling street below.

Countless streaks of light darted above the streets, with cultivators riding Flying Swords, and nobles traveling in Spirit Beast carriages.

After a moment of silence, he spoke: "Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Lu Yaoyao lowered her head, fingers unconsciously combing the old hen’s feathers.

And the old hen squinted half-closed eyes, with a nonchalant attitude.

"I just want to know," Zhou Qing turned around, gaze intense, "how did you know her name? And she is a Spirit Severing Realm."

If this matter isn’t clarified, in case we encounter her again, misunderstandings deepen, wouldn’t it be asking for trouble?

Lu Yaoyao bit her lip, speaking softly: "I really dreamt of it..."

"Do you think I would still believe that reason?" Zhou Qing’s brow slightly furrowed.

"Fine," Lu Yaoyao’s eyes rolled, "actually, I found a picture album at a stall, which had her appearance and name on it."

Zhou Qing: "..."

"Last chance," Zhou Qing’s tone turned cold, "otherwise, you should return to Taiqing Sect."

Lu Yaoyao’s expression changed, a trace of struggle flashing in her eyes.

After a long while, she took a deep breath, as if making a tremendous decision: "Senior Brother Zhou, actually you are my father..."

"You’re ridiculous!" Zhou Qing turned around and left, exasperated.

If she doesn’t want to say, so be it, everyone has their secrets, including himself.

He had indeed been a bit aggressive earlier, forcing this girl to utter such absurd words to divert attention.

Lu Yaoyao watched Zhou Qing’s retreating figure, biting her lip: "I knew it, now isn’t the right time..."

She sighed, quickly running to catch up.

"Senior Brother Zhou, this Sister Yu Yan is very nice, she even gave me milk to drink... I mean, she helped me find Beast Milk." Lu Yaoyao abruptly corrected herself halfway.

Zhou Qing already couldn’t be bothered to argue with her.

Forget it, let nature take its course.

Not long after, through extensive inquiries, Zhou Qing received a disappointing piece of news.

Although the Jiuli Dynasty had six Fourth-level Array Masters, the only one who had visited the Holy Martial Dynasty, a master named Cheng Bin, had already fallen after failing Spirit Severing.

This master, who devoted his entire life to the study of arrays, had once condensed over 35,000 Spirit Seals.