Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 438 - 432: Seeking Death

Chapter 438: Chapter 432: Seeking Death

Yan Rufeng had a faint smile on his face.

"Old Sect Master Tang, it’s said there’s a peculiar stone in the Demon World called the Demon Essence Stone. As long as one possesses this stone and uses a secret technique, they can arbitrarily modify the contents of the Communication Immortal Sword."

Tang Liben, incredulous, exclaimed, "Emperor Yan, is it true that this secret technique, relying on the Demon Essence Stone, can modify the contents of the Communication Immortal Sword?"

Yan Rufeng replied coolly, "This secret technique, I can perform it."

"What? Emperor Yan, you know this secret technique?"

Yan Rufeng nodded firmly.

"Emperor Yan, does this mean if Yun Jiuge also knows this secret technique, then was my son framed and killed by him?" Tang Liben raged.

"This is very possible," Yan Rufeng said calmly.

Tang Liben’s facial muscles twitched continuously, a surge of anger igniting within him.

"Once I uncover the truth, if Yun Jiuge really framed my son Jinke, I’ll attack Luoxian City and make sure he dies a miserable death..."

Just then, a girl in pink clothes slowly approached from afar. Judging by her expression, she was very anxious, walking slowly under the accompaniment of an elder, towards Yan Rufeng.

Yan Rufeng immediately recognized the girl in pink as his disciple, Jiayao.

"Rebellious disciple, kneel when you see your master."

"M-Master, is it really you?"

Jiayao had never dared to believe her master would come to Yuanfa Immortal Sect to find her. Hearing Yan Rufeng’s voice, Jiayao’s eyes became a little unfocused. Seeing Yan Rufeng’s face clearly, she suddenly froze, and immediately, tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Plop!"

Jiayao instantly knelt down, facing Yan Rufeng, crying loudly.

"Wuwu~"

"Master, your disciple admits her mistake, please forgive me."

Yan Rufeng’s heart ached suddenly.

"Jiayao, what mistake have you made?"

Jiayao cried, "Master, I shouldn’t have listened to my elder sister, sending you and Mistress the Communication Immortal Sword, causing you and Mistress to self-destruct and die."

Yan Rufeng said calmly, "Then why did you listen to Qingxiao? What did she tell you?"

"Wuwuwu~"

Jiayao sobbed, "Sis said, she said..."

"What did she say?"

With tear-filled eyes, Jiayao remained silent.

"Haha!"

Yan Rufeng coldly said, "Rebellious disciple, did Qingxiao tell you that only if I die, you can obtain my cultivation technique?"

Jiayao quickly shook her head.

"It’s not like that. I never wanted to learn your cultivation technique, Master."

Yan Rufeng frowned, puzzled in his heart, "Jiayao, she says it’s not for the cultivation technique; could it be she wants my forgiveness this way..."

Jiayao remained silent, and Yan Rufeng couldn’t understand why she found it so hard to speak.

"Jiayao, why aren’t you speaking?" Yan Rufeng pressed persistently.

Jiayao had already cried so much, feeling wronged, she said, "Master, I beg you, stop asking me. I bear no ill intent towards you!"

To err is human. Seeing Jiayao crying so sadly, Yan Rufeng felt a moment of softness.

"Jiayao, if you don’t want to say, I won’t force you, but our master-disciple fate ends here. From now on, you are no longer my disciple, and we will be governed by fate, live or die."

Jiayao suddenly froze.

"No, don’t!"

"Master, I admit my mistake, please don’t expel me from the sect."

Jiayao cried out with her heart breaking.

But no matter how much Jiayao cried and begged, Yan Rufeng remained as indifferent as water, ignoring her.

"Master, in my heart, you will always be my master, never changing!"

Jiayao stopped crying.

Yan Rufeng coldly said, "Miss Jiayao, I am no longer your master, please conduct yourself with dignity."

"Wuwu~"

Jiayao cried again.

"Master, do you really not want your disciple anymore?"

Yan Rufeng calmly said, "Miss Jiayao, go to Wangyou Cliff, take Lingtong away, and don’t mention to anyone that I was your master."

"Wuwuwu!"

Jiayao sobbed softly.

After a long time, perhaps exhausted from crying, her tears dried up, Jiayao climbed up from the ground, her empty eyes filled with despair.

Jiayao never thought Yan Rufeng would be so resolute, she looked at Yan Rufeng with a calm expression.

"Master, Jiayao has no regrets being your disciple. If there is an afterlife, I would still wish to be your disciple again."

Jiayao left, walking farther away. Just as Yan Rufeng was about to ask about Qingxiao’s whereabouts, he suddenly noticed Jiayao’s body being enveloped by a strong light.

Not good!

Tang Liben suddenly shouted.

"Emperor Yan, Miss Jiayao is about to self-destruct."

Yan Rufeng was shocked, quickly calling out, "Jiayao, stop for your master!"

Yan Rufeng’s voice echoed in the air.

When Jiayao, her body severely deformed by the turbulent Immortal Yuan Qi, heard his voice, she smiled, a brilliant smile.

"Master, have you forgiven your disciple?"

A highly anxious Yan Rufeng flew quickly to Jiayao’s side, sternly saying, "Jiayao, stop reversing your cultivation technique!"

Jiayao shook her head, smiling gently.

"Master, at this point, I don’t want to hide it anymore. I fear I won’t have the chance if I don’t say it now. The reason I listened to my sister was because I love you. I don’t want to see you favor only my mistress."

Yan Rufeng suddenly froze.

"Jiayao, what are you saying?"

"Master, I love you. I’ve loved you for a thousand years, but fate made me your disciple."

A desperate Yan Rufeng almost shouted.

"Jiayao, now is not the time to say so much, stabilize the turbulent Immortal Yuan Qi inside you first."

"Wuwu~"

Jiayao cried again.

"Master, I can no longer control the Immortal Yuan Qi inside me."

"What?"

At this point, Jiayao’s body was getting rounder, nearing its limit, like a ticking time bomb ready to explode. Yan Rufeng was in total despair.

Without time to think, Yan Rufeng shouted.

Xiao Jian!

Little Fifth!

"Come out quickly, find a way to protect Jiayao’s Divine Soul."

"Swish swish!"

The Creation Divine Sword drew a perfect arc in the sky, hovering before Yan Rufeng.

"Master, is this girl Jiayao?"

"Xiao Jian, no time to explain, is there a way to protect her Divine Soul?"

"No way!" the Creation Divine Sword said.

"What about Little Fifth?"

"Master, he’s still asleep!"

"What?"

Yan Rufeng was utterly despondent.

"What do we do now?"

"Master, don’t be anxious."

Yan Rufeng furiously exclaimed, "Xiao Jian, this is urgent, how can I not be anxious? Jiayao is my most beloved."

"Hehe!"

The Creation Divine Sword chuckled, "Master, although I, Divine Sword, can’t protect her Divine Soul, I can stop her self-destruction."