That night, the brothers from the Construction Hall completed the bamboo huts as scheduled.
Upon learning that all these celestial beauties were Ye Yu’s Dao companions, their eyes sparkled with envy. Some were so affected that their Dao hearts nearly shattered, and they seriously considered seeking out Ye Yu, the “Romantic Master of Qingyun Sect,” to be their teacher.
It was just too impressive.
First, there was Yun Roumu, the sect saintess; then the Empress Li Ruowang of the Great Qian Dynasty, along with sect master Yun Ciwu and others.
Now, even if they didn’t count Yun Roumu, there were still nine Dao companions gathered on Five-Finger Peak (including Lin Miaoxue, making exactly nine). Each one was as beautiful as a celestial, radiating a divine presence.
No one could fathom how Ye Yu had managed to bring together so many otherworldly women. It was beyond belief.
And not only were his Dao companions incredibly beautiful, but what truly made him a legend among men was his ability to keep all nine in harmony, living together in one place.
That was the most impressive feat of all.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have believed it.
Some even speculated in whispers, wondering if Ye Yu had bewitched them, making them all willingly gather here. Of course, these wild theories stemmed purely from jealousy.
Most believed, however, that this was simply a testament to Ye Yu’s skill as the “Romantic Master.”
The twenty or so brothers from the Construction Hall had made up their minds: when they got back, they would put together an offering to present to Ye Yu. No matter the cost, they were determined to learn a few tricks from him.
Forget about pride—this was about securing happiness for the rest of their lives. Who needed dignity when perseverance was what truly counted?
Once the Construction Hall disciples completed their work and left, a new guest arrived on Five-Finger Peak: Luo Ze, the sect master of Qingyun Sect.
Upon seeing Li Ruowang, Yun Ciwu, Bu Lingfei, Gan Zhizui, and others, Luo Ze wasn’t particularly surprised. He had encountered most of them before, especially during the battle at Mount Demon Suppression, where their intervention had saved the continent’s five sacred sects.
Luo Ze would never forget this life-saving favor.
However, Ruan Lianyue, Zuo Yingchun, Su Yao, and Lin Miaoxue were unfamiliar faces to him.
As he scanned them with his spiritual sense, the sect master of Qingyun couldn’t help but frown. Just what kind of prodigy had his elder disciple brought into the sect?
Not only were Ye Yu’s Dao companions exceptionally beautiful, but their cultivation levels were sky-high. Most were above the Tribulation Realm, with one so powerful that even Luo Ze couldn’t determine her exact level. His spiritual sense was cut off by a sharp wave of sword energy before he could get close, locking onto him as if warning him to leave—or else.
This left Luo Ze with a bitter taste in his mouth.
Who would understand? Here he was, a sect master, and yet on his own turf, he was being pushed away. If word got out, it would be the biggest joke on the continent in the last ten thousand years!
Fortunately, before he had to make an awkward retreat, Ye Yu leaped down from Five-Finger Peak and landed before him.
“Sect Master, may I ask what brings you here so late?” Ye Yu asked, blinking as he quickly assessed the situation. Was Luo Ze here because of the women on Five-Finger Peak?
It made sense. With one Ascension Realm, five Tribulation Realm, and three Integration Realm cultivators gathered, it was a lineup powerful enough to shake Qingyun Sect’s foundation.
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As the sect master, it was only natural for Luo Ze to want some answers.
But Gan Zhizui, Ruan Lianyue, Su Yao, and the others had only just arrived, so Ye Yu couldn’t exactly ask them to leave, could he?
While Ye Yu was busy brainstorming ways to handle the conversation, Luo Ze’s next words completely threw him off.
“I came to check in and ask about you and Yun Roumu. What do you intend to do?”
Luo Ze was exasperated, having made his stance quite clear before: he was absolutely against Yun Roumu and Ye Yu being together.
The reason was simple—Ye Yu already had too many rumored Dao companions. Yun Roumu would never receive his undivided attention, and Luo Ze feared she would suffer because of it.
And, just as Luo Ze had anticipated, Ye Yu’s Dao companions had indeed multiplied, to the point that eight of them had come to the sect in just the past few days.
All of them were exceptionally powerful, some even stronger than Luo Ze himself.
As the sect master, Luo Ze couldn’t ignore their arrival. However, once he confirmed that they were Ye Yu’s Dao companions, he didn’t interfere. After all, Ye Yu was technically his junior nephew, and it would be inappropriate to meddle.
In fact, Luo Ze sometimes envied Ye Yu a bit—nine companions gathered in one place was truly the life of a winner.
But this only strengthened Luo Ze’s resolve: he couldn’t let Yun Roumu join them. Otherwise, with ten women vying for Ye Yu’s attention, her odds of standing out would be slim. Not to mention, if an argument broke out and things escalated, Yun Roumu, with her lower cultivation level, would undoubtedly suffer.
Luo Ze’s paternal instincts were thorough and well-intentioned.
However, some things couldn’t be resolved with persuasion alone.
Earlier, as Luo Ze had been handling sect affairs in the main hall, Cao Lang’an, the head of the Pill Hall, rushed in, looking unusually flustered.
Luo Ze, finding this behavior uncharacteristic of the usually calm Cao Lang’an, asked what had happened.
Without a word, Cao Lang’an pulled him to the pill room, where they found Yun Roumu grabbing handfuls of pills from the Dual Cultivation section.
Cao Lang’an gave Luo Ze a long-suffering look and said, “Sect Master, you should have a word with the saintess. It’s one thing to take a few of these, but too many could be deadly.”
Luo Ze’s eyelid twitched.
Why was she taking those kinds of pills? Was there a problem with... no, wait!
Were they really together?
Luo Ze’s heart ached. This was a sensitive matter, and he couldn’t exactly interfere, but he also couldn’t stand by and let it spiral out of control.
Grabbing pills by the handful? At that dosage, she’d be doomed!
Luo Ze cautiously approached, just in time to hear Yun Roumu muttering to herself, “No, this still isn’t enough. I need more, or else Ye Yu might not respond, and all this will be for nothing. Yun Roumu, stay strong! With these pills, you can definitely win Ye Yu over!”
Hearing this, Luo Ze was completely dumbfounded.
So it wasn’t a question of capability—it was that his dear goddaughter had become utterly obsessed and was ready to resort to extreme measures.