Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 1857 - 1856: Sect Master, We’ll Await Your Triumphan

Tianyong Mountain, Heaven God Temple.

Yun’er was sitting on the threshold, her jade-like hand supporting her delicate chin, gazing into the distant sky.

Ya Yun, on the other hand, stood gracefully by the window, her hands clasped in silent prayer.

To avoid interfering with Wang Ye and Tianyin’s great battle, the two won did not go to Qiankun Mountain.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the strong wind stopped gusting. The sky was filled with a pale golden energy.

A manuscript flew into the Heavenly God Residence.

Ya Yun sat on the threshold, watching the increasingly beautiful sky, and saw a manuscript flying in.

A flash of happiness appeared on her face, and the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually spread.

"The Sect Master has won!"

Upon hearing this, Yun’er was naturally very pleased, but since the Sect Master hadn’t returned,

how did Ya Yun know that the Sect Master had won?

"Ya Yun, what nonsense are you talking about? I would certainly love for the Sect Master to win."

Yun’er gracefully left the window and approached Ya Yun, curiously asking.

Ya Yun opened her hand, and the manuscript fell into her palm.

She looked at the bat and said.

"Because bats are animals that bring good news, and since it flew into the Heavenly God Residence, Sect Master Wang certainly won."

Ya Yun, upon hearing this, smiled slightly, continuously feeling that sothing good was about to happen.

Deep inside, she felt assured Wang Ye had already won.

The two won set aside their worries for the ti being and hugged each other, celebrating Wang Ye’s victory.

However, Ya Yun’s expression quickly darkened again.

Wang Ye was no longer the Wang Ye of the past. In the past, the Sect Master, herself, and Ya Yun were chased by villains, enduring great hardships.

They had faced enough days of fear and worry.

At that ti, naturally, few won thought highly of Sect Master Wang.

But now that Wang Ye was honored as the Sect Master, naturally, many girls would pay attention to him.

In the future, if she didn’t work hard to cultivate, she’d fear not being able to keep up with the Sect Master’s footsteps.

Yun’er, however, didn’t think about these things, only focusing on her happiness. She wandered around the room, recalling that the Sect Master would soon return victorious and that she should tidy up the room.

Moreover, she needed to wash the clothes the Sect Master would wear.

After finishing these tasks, she went to a nearby mountain peak on Tianyong Mountain to gather so beautiful flowers, placing them in a white porcelain vase.

Then, she placed the flower-filled vase on the table, and the room was instantly filled with a gentle floral fragrance.

Seeing Yun’er so busy, Ya Yun also got busy, propping her chin up with her hand, thinking that the Sect Master would definitely be thirsty upon returning from the battle.

She had to brew him a good cup of tea.

Spring was the season, and the nial disciples of Tianyong Mountain had picked a lot of new tea to send to the Sect Master.

She happily carried a kettle, preparing to fetch so spring water.

"Ya Yun, why are you carrying a kettle?"

Yun’er saw Ya Yun with flowers in her hair, carrying a kettle, joyfully heading outside.

She curiously asked.

Ya Yun mysteriously smiled, her mouth curving upwards.

"Hmph, I won’t tell you!"

After speaking, she flew outside the pavilion.

Recently, she discovered a spring where the water flowed from a spirit stone and was very sweet.

Using such spring water to make tea must be delicious.

Seeing this, Yun’er slightly frowned, snorted coldly, and began to think.

What’s the use of the kettle?

Obviously, besides fetching water, it seems to have no other use.

Indeed, the Sect Master would be thirsty upon returning, and Ya Yun would certainly fetch spring water for him.

"Right, the Sect Master will definitely be exhausted when he returns since he’s been facing the elents for so long. He’ll surely want a bath, so I’ll heat water for him to bathe."

She recalled a type of flower in bloom on Tianyong Mountain, emitting a rich spiritual energy and an elusive fragrance.

Just by slling it, one can feel invigorated, washing away the body’s fatigue.

"I’ll gather so flowers for the Sect Master and then heat a basin of water."

Thinking about the Sect Master lying in the bath she prepared made Yun’er feel instantly overjoyed.

However, her face soon blushed, as if she had thought of so particular scene.

On the other side, the battle at Qiankun Mountain was still ongoing.

Clearly, this battle was nearing its end.

The golden sword qi in Wang Ye’s hand was already pressing against Tianyin’s throat.

Wang Ye just needed to take one step forward, and Tianyin would lose her life on Qiankun Mountain.

"Wang Ye, why don’t you take action? This Tianyin is a great witch. Have you forgotten all the graves on Tianmo Island?"

"Many people from the righteous cultivation sects have perished at this female demon head’s hands."

Prajna, seeing Wang Ye hesitate to act, had anger in his eyes.

Even though he practiced Buddhist teachings, at the mont, there was killing intent in his heart.

For Wang Ye’s hesitation, he was rather dissatisfied.

Qingfeng Zi, seeing this, also disapproved of not charging forward to slit Tianyin’s snow-white neck.

"Indeed, Sect Master Wang, against soone like Tianyin, you must not show rcy."

Qingfeng Zi advised from the side.

If they didn’t seize the mont to end Tianyin’s life now, killing her later would be too difficult.

isha had transford into a seven-colored python coiled around a thousand-year-old Qingyun Pine, her icy gaze fixed on Tianyin.

"Sect Master Wang, as soone who undertakes great actions, must not be lenient to avoid endless troubles in the future!"

Her cold eyes were filled with confusion as to why Wang Ye still hadn’t dealt a killing blow.

In her view, only by killing Tianyin could the Blackwater Secret Realm reach greater heights.

Being entangled in continuous battles with the Devil Sect was pointless.

At this mont, a leopard-headed elder from the Qingyun Sect began to curse loudly.

"Foolish boy, if you don’t kill this Tianyin, she’ll certainly show no rcy next ti and will kill you instead. Act quickly."

"Victory or defeat hinges on this one action."

The righteous cultivators began urging Wang Ye.

anwhile, on the Devil Sect’s side, seeing Tianyin in a desperate situation, they began to make moves.

"Sect Master Wang, kill Tianyin now, or how can I beco the Demon Emperor?"

Xifang Sheng looked anxious.

He very much wished for Wang Ye to kill Tianyin.

At this mont, Yuhua Tian also dashed out from the Qingyun Pine, surrounded by black aura, quickly crossing a mountain ridge.

In a matter of breaths, he would be by Wang Ye’s side.

Tianyin looked at Wang Ye with a bitter smile.

"Sect Master Wang, please spare my life. This battle wasn’t fair from the start. The world’s positive energy gathered here has suppressed my Demonic Aura, preventing from fully utilizing my power."

Tianyin’s expression was solemn, not wishing to die.

Her tone was beguiling and charming.

"Sect Master Wang, if you spare , I promise to greatly thank you!"

Tianyin’s tone had a pleading aspect.

Suddenly, Wang Ye unleashed his strength, releasing a fierce sword qi.

Blood was instantly splattered!

Tianyin’s body began to drift down to the valley below.

Her eyes filled with bewildernt, despair, and surprise.

She never thought she, the Magic Emperor Tianyin, would fall by the hand of a Junior Sect Master.

"My lady!"

At this mont, a furious shout was heard.

Suddenly, countless black coffins appeared in the sky.

A man wearing a black robe, his hair gray, flew stepping on a coffin over.