Actually, Huangfu Jin had started his seclusion ten years ago.
The reason was simple: it was just too embarrassing.
As the proud sect leader, he was publicly humiliated when a demon flood dragon dropped a massive load on him right in front of everyone.
And that wasn’t all—he also got his head bitten by the Sun-swallowing Dog.
That day really hurt.
Not just his head, but Huangfu Jin’s pride.
Just thinking about the scene was enough to make him feel utterly mortified.
Under such circumstances, Huangfu Jin naturally decided to retreat from public view first, planning to come out only after the incident blew over.
Otherwise, how could he continue to lead the entire sect?
Strangely enough,
Since that day, Huangfu Jin felt extremely unlucky.
He faced setbacks everywhere and was suddenly attacked by inexplicable dangers, catching him completely off guard.
Even those small unlucky events could have ended his life.
This made Huangfu Jin uneasy, yet no matter how much he checked, he found nothing wrong.
So he could only convince himself it was just a streak of bad luck.
Unexpectedly, on the very first day of seclusion, the place where he secluded collapsed.
Thankfully, Huangfu Jin was strong and physically sturdy.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been badly injured.
Standing amid the ruins, Huangfu Jin could only cry in despair.
But fearing others would say he was a reincarnation of a disaster star, he ordered everyone strictly not to speak of the matter.
Thus, the incident did not escalate into a bigger joke.
Now, ten years later,
Huangfu Jin’s luck had finally improved, and presumably everyone had forgotten the incident.
Just as he was considering whether to end his seclusion,
Zhao Jia called for him from the new seclusion place, urging him to wake and come out quickly as there was an important matter to discuss.
This puzzled Huangfu ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) Jin.
After confirming with his divine sense that no one was nearby,
He emerged from seclusion and went to Zhao Jia, asking what had happened.
Zhao Jia was genuinely anxious.
Because he hadn’t seen Ye Yu for two years.
His young master seemed bewitched by a succubus, completely staying inside the tower without coming out.
There had been similar long absences before.
At that time, Zhao Jia, worried about Ye Yu’s safety, tried to rush into the tower to look for him.
Upon hearing the noise, Ye Yu immediately appeared and scolded him.
He said he was very safe here and to stop overthinking.
No entering the tower without his order from now on.
Though Zhao Jia agreed verbally, he still worried about Ye Yu’s safety.
After all, if anything happened to the young master, he surely would not survive.
Naturally, he cared deeply.
Now another two years had passed, Zhao Jia had been guarding outside the tower so long he was almost growing hair, yet Ye Yu had still not come out.
So he wanted to see the young master again to confirm his safety.
But afraid of being scolded, he thought of having Huangfu Jin come see them.
“As sect leader, it’s reasonable for you to come check on the elder and disciple, right?”
At Zhao Jia’s earnest request, Huangfu Jin finally came.
He also had official matters to discuss with Pei Chuxia.
Soon, Ye Yu and Pei Chuxia came out.
Seeing the long-unseen Huangfu Jin, they both felt quite surprised.
Pei Chuxia asked, “Sect Leader, may I ask the purpose of your visit today?”
At that moment, Zhao Jia suddenly appeared from somewhere.
He began seriously appraising Ye Yu from head to toe.
Then he mentally transmitted, “Long time no see. Young Master, you remain so wise and powerful—it truly makes me feel inferior. Honestly, I miss you a lot. How about we meet once a month from now on?”
Hearing this, Ye Yu turned and looked at Zhao Jia.
How ridiculous.
In these ten years, Ye Yu had been active every night and often saw Zhao Jia’s figure.
Zhao Jia simply never noticed him.
A monthly meeting? Was it really necessary to make it so complicated?
Seeing Ye Yu silent, Zhao Jia thought he disagreed.
He hurriedly pleaded, “Young Master, a month is already long. If you still disagree, we can discuss—forty days, or fifty at worst, is possible.”
Ye Yu really couldn’t stand Zhao Jia’s nagging and immediately made a ‘be quiet’ gesture.
Zhao Jia had no choice but to stop talking.
Huangfu Jin then appraised Ye Yu thoroughly.
After all, he was the son of an old friend—he couldn’t let anything happen to him here.
But it seemed Ye Yu was perfectly fine, far stronger than unlucky himself.
This thought made Huangfu Jin feel an inexplicable sadness.
Still, he did not dwell on it too much.
He said, “Elder Pei’s sect competition is next month. I want to hear your opinion—who should we send to compete?”
Pei Chuxia was no ordinary elder in Zhutiangfang.
She served as a strategist.
No matter the matter, Pei Chuxia could always offer better solutions.
Huangfu Jin relied heavily on her.
The sect competition was where each sect sent two demon clan disciples under a hundred years old to compete against many sects.
The higher their achievements, the greater the sect’s influence.
This competition was not limited to Juque Prefecture sects alone.
Sects from Dinghaizhou and Wuyanzhou also participated—one hundred sects in total.
A chaotic war among three prefectures—losers would be embarrassed.
This was a major event, and Huangfu Jin naturally wanted to achieve good results to boost the sect’s influence.
If they could become the strongest sect in the three prefectures, it would be a complete breakthrough.
So before the competition started, he wanted to consult Pei Chuxia.
She immediately became excited and said, “I propose that Ye Yu participate in the sect competition!”
Huangfu Jin’s mouth twitched involuntarily.
“Elder Pei, don’t joke. Ye Yu has only been apprenticed for ten years, is young, and has a short cultivation time—it feels inappropriate!”
Pei Chuxia replied seriously, “Sect Leader, I’m not joking. I believe only with Ye Yu participating do we have a chance to win!”
Hearing this,
Huangfu Jin’s expression grew serious as he looked again at Ye Yu.
This time, he suddenly found himself unable to discern Ye Yu’s cultivation level.
Impossible.
Huangfu Jin was truly at Profound Demon Realm level; how could he not tell a demon barely in his twenties’ cultivation?
Even the strongest concealment techniques shouldn’t achieve this.
What he didn’t know was that Ye Yu possessed not only concealment techniques but also a personal treasure that masked his cultivation.
The two combined made Huangfu Jin unable to see through Ye Yu’s level.
Pei Chuxia spoke again, “Sect Leader, trust me—if you send Ye Yu, you’ll be surprised. I guarantee it!”
