The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1314: Chapter 389: Zhou, Can You Knock Me Out? (6k)_4

More astonishingly, it only takes half a year to reach the Celestial Fate Sacred Dynasty.

You know, when he originally took a ride on something like the Hidden Dragon Path, it took him several months just to travel from the Imperial City to a place several months away from the Taiqing Sect.

The distant journey across several Fourth-level Cultivation Countries now only requires half a year.

The difference between the two is simply worlds apart.

"Cluck cluck cluck—"

At this moment, a sudden clucking of a chicken brought Zhou Qing’s thoughts back to reality.

He turned his head and saw Lu Yaoyao clutching his sleeve tightly with one hand and hugging an old hen with the other.

The poor old hen was squeezed until its eyes rolled back, and Zhou Qing hurriedly infused it with a stream of Spiritual Power.

"What’s wrong?" Zhou Qing asked with concern.

In fact, last time, when returning to the Taiqing Sect from the Imperial City using the Hidden Dragon Path, she was like this, though not as severe.

Lu Yaoyao nearly buried her entire head into his arms, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s whisper: "I-I’m fine..."

Zhou Qing glanced around and only then noticed the light in the transmission passage beginning to dim.

The surroundings seemed shrouded in a layer of heavy black fog, with only the occasional flicker of chaotic spatial turbulences offering some brightness.

This claustrophobic environment instantly reminded him of scenes from when he was still in Foundation Establishment.

At that time, Supreme Elder Duanmu Shu had sent the core disciples, who were both Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment, to activate the mechanisms in the Gravity Zone.

Due to the secret entrance to the Pocket World, they always had to transport the disciples within a Great Cauldron each time.

He remembered clearly that whenever inside the cauldron, Lu Yaoyao would cling to his arm just like now, shut her eyes tight, and tremble all over.

Back then, he suspected that the girl might have undergone some unknown trauma in her childhood, leading to this claustrophobia symptom.

Looking at it now, that seems to be the only explanation.

Thinking about this, his heart suddenly ached.

However, ever since the girl was taken in by her Uncle Master, she became tight-lipped about past matters.

No matter how much concern they showed as fellow disciples, they couldn’t find a reason to comfort her.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing gently stroked her silver hair and softly reassured her: "Don’t be afraid, I’m here. Just hold on a little longer, and we’ll be there..."

Lu Yaoyao buried her face in his shoulder, murmuring a muffled "Mm."

Her tightly clenched fingers finally relaxed a bit, allowing the poor old hen to catch its breath.

"Senior Brother Zhou..." she suddenly lifted her head, revealing a pair of reddened eyes under the mask.

"I’m here," Zhou Qing immediately replied.

"Can...can you knock me out?" Her voice was so light it was nearly inaudible, tinged with embarrassment.

Zhou Qing paused briefly, then understood: "Alright."

He brought his fingers together like a sword and gently tapped on the back of Lu Yaoyao’s neck.

The girl’s body instantly went limp, her silver hair cascading down like a waterfall.

Zhou Qing quickly held her waist, carefully laying her head on his lap to keep her comfortable.

The old hen took the opportunity to flap its wings and escape, then hopped onto Zhou Qing’s shoulder, its eyes bulging as it stared closely at Su Minghe standing in the center.

In the void passage, the stars continued retreating at a swift pace.

Zhou Qing sighed gently, pulling her closer into his arms, his sleeve brushing softly to shield her from the occasional passing spatial turbulences.

This tender scene fell entirely into Yu Yan’s eyes.

She pursed her lips, shifting her gaze towards her cousin sitting cross-legged, only to see Zhao Muye staring fervently at Su Minghe’s back, his eyes burning with intense battle intent.

She immediately understood what her combative cousin was thinking.

"Cousin," Yu Yan quietly transmitted her thoughts, "Normally, if you were to enlist, you should choose the Cultivation Alliance, not the Dynasty Alliance."

Zhao Muye didn’t even turn his head, his transmitted voice brimming with suppressed excitement: "Who cares about alliances! Whoever can take me to the Starry Battlefield, that’s who I’ll follow!"

Yu Yan shook her head helplessly.

This cousin, whenever there’s mention of battle, gets fired up with excitement.

"The Celestial Fate Sacred Dynasty is vast, with the Cultivation Alliance and Dynasty Alliance each stationing only three Inspectors. Making an impression on them is as difficult as ascending to the heavens."

"That’s why I’ve been challenging various prodigies over the years!" Zhao Muye’s fists clenched tightly, "Both for honing skills and for earning fame!"

"Earning fame?" Yu Yan sighed, "Talking about the entire Nanhuang State, have those Tributors from the Jiuli Dynasty ever heard of your name, Zhao Muye? Look at how they’ve beaten you!"

Zhao Muye scratched his head awkwardly: "It’s about...taking your time! One day, my name, Zhao Muye, will resound throughout the Celestial Fate Sacred Dynasty! The new generation of War Gods from the Zhao Family—who else but me!"

Yu Yan said no more, her gaze turning to the other side at Yama.

She saw him sitting there with his eyes closed in repose, a subtle smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

With his cunning, how could he let such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip?

Bear in mind, in normal times, how many great figures yearned to meet these three elusive Inspectors but couldn’t find a way.

Yet this time, they had the fortune of traveling together for half a year.