The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere Chapter 37 - 30. Hua Yuerong is Jealous! Let the Opportunity

Just the thought of being humiliated face-to-face by that Demon head because of false information at the Blood Kitchen makes him furious!

Upon hearing this, the anger faded from Yu Xuzi's face, and he beca slightly solemn:

"Ah, perhaps you're right."

"Indeed, Bail Qingling wasn't severely injured because...."

"Because of what?" Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Because before Saintess Mu went into slumber in the Ice Lake this ti, she summoned several of our Taoist School leaders and said sothing aningful..."

Yu Xuzi's tone was heavy.

"What did she say?" Xiao Chen couldn't help but beco interested.

Yu Xuzi said: "Saintess Mu stated: She once perceived the fate of Bail Qingling's downfall without exception while comprehending the Great Dao of Three Thousand Tis at the lake's bottom, but after she engaged with him, she wandered to the end of ti again, only to find in the vast universe, only the two of them remained."

"Hence, Bail Qingling has beco the knot she cannot untie in her fate."

"She needs to retreat again to find that one solution."

Xiao Chen: ????

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Yin Gui Palace, the Hall Master's residence.

"Senior Brother....don't!"

"Master....he wouldn't harm us! There must be a misunderstanding!"

"Blood...."

"So much blood!"

"Rong'er, who admired Senior Brother the most in this life...."

"Master has perished off..."

"Why did you slaughter your innocent fellow brothers? Why did you....."

"Beco this cold and ruthless person! Wuwuwuwu..."

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On the Phoenix couch crafted from Spirit Jade.

A voluptuous figure draped in a white gauzy sleeping gown sat up abruptly.

Her round, charming goose egg face glistened with sweat, and her proud, full chest heaved continuously, even breaking free from the constraints of her clothing.

"Did I dream of that damn Demon head again?"

She silently thought to herself.

It was at this mont that, despite being of mature age in the Cultivation Realms, her cheeks blushing like a young girl's!

She suddenly recalled a scene.

In those distant mories, during her maidenhood when she ca of age.

Because of her rapid physical developnt, making her Taoist robe appear particularly ill-fitting, when everyone laughed at her.

That gentle as a god Senior Brother pulled her aside and draped his broad Taoist robe over her, while he wore only thin, cold garnts, enduring the bitter cold dampness of Herb King Valley all year round.

"Ah, he was truly like a different person from later on."

Hua Yuerong sighed lightly, looking wistful.

However, the next second, she snapped awake:

"Bah, why am I still dwelling on these past events!?"

"The present him has long embarked on the path of inhumane Asura, no longer the Senior Brother in my mories!"

"And next, as the reborn 'Embroidered Face Saint Maiden' here for revenge, I must personally kill Qingling Demon Sovereign of Cangming Sect!"

Hua Yuerong reminded herself inwardly.

Yet, sohow.

Reflecting on the shadow she saw at the Blood Kitchen and the words still lingering in her ears.

Her heart couldn't help but ache a bit.

In those monts, in fleeting dazes, she even felt the man in the Blood Kitchen resembled the gentle and sunny him from before!

"The old blood feud is vivid in my mory."

"I must not waver again!"

"Now, with the sect election approaching, what I need to do is seize the Sect Master position, obtain the secret key, enter the 'Fla Demon Tower', find the maleficent mories buried by that man, resolve these years of heart knots, and then—"

"Cut him into thousands of pieces!"

"Report to the Saint Maiden!"

From outside the palace ca a woman's distant report.

"Mother Zhou, report any matters quickly, do not disturb my cultivation."

Behind the curtain of the Phoenix couch, Hua Yuerong lazily yawned, her long and shapely legs elegantly crossed, showing no intention of getting up.

"To report to the Saint Maiden! The heads of the three vassal families of our Yin Gui Palace, King of Jinyang of Great Chu, and the eight City Lords under him, have all arrived! They are now waiting in the main hall eting room!"

"Oh? These good-for-nothings acted quickly this ti."

Hua Yuerong was slightly stunned, then sneered: "Seems like they too have sensed an impending storm, eager to get a share."

"What about Raksasa Palace? Any movents?"

The chief steward of Yin Gui Palace outside the door, Mother Zhou, replied: "To report to the Saint Maiden! The Lord of Raksasa Palace, Fierce Tiger Taoist, summoned his vassal forces to secretly discuss significant matters in Red Water City yesterday. According to intelligence, about four hundred family Devil Cultivators, and thirteen hundred wandering cultivators have converged, all carrying Talisman Magical Instrunts!"

"Ha, the ancestor is still around, yet this old Taoist can't sit still."

Hua Yuerong sneered disdainfully and recalled sothing, "By the way, what about Youluo Palace.... any movents?"

"This..." Steward Zhou's voice seed hesitant.

"Speak!" Hua Yuerong's expression turned cold.

"To...report to the Saint Maiden! We don't know whether our spies have missed information...but Youluo Palace is as usual, without any visible movent! The only thing worth noting is that Lord Bai has co out from the Blood Kitchen!"

"Bail Qingling has co out? Where did he go?" Hua Yuerong inquired.

"According to our spy, Lord Bai left Youluo Palace this morning, holding the hand of his young disciple Cen Xing'er, heading to Cangming General Altar, chatting and laughing as if on a spring outing, with no other intention!"

"Holding the hand of his young disciple?"

Hua Yuerong frowned slightly.

In her mind appeared the image of the young girl who called "that man" her master, seen in the Blood Kitchen.

For so reason, a flare of inexplicable anger surged in her heart!

"Hmm, at his age, he should know better, yet in broad daylight, he's holding the hand of his disciple, wandering around!"

"Where does he have any semblance of a Demon Sovereign!?"

"Bail Qingling, you..."

"You're truly damnable!"

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The location of Cangming General Altar, Thousand Snow Mountain Range, behind the mountain gate.

The cold wind roared, snowflakes filled the sky.

A pair of mismatched-height figures, a male and a female, walked hand in hand through the ice and snow.

"Ahchoo~"

Bai Feng unexpectedly sneezed.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Beside him, Cen Xing'er raised her concerned little face and asked.

"N-nothing, probably just caught a chill."

Bai Feng said.

Though he said so, inwardly he also found it strange!

Logically speaking, with his current physical strength, ordinary Yin Cold Evil Qi would be automatically warded off upon approaching his body surface, how could he feel cold?

"Damn it, soone might be cursing secretly!"

Bai Feng thought to himself.

Cen Xing'er extended her slender, fair arm to wrap tightly around her master's waist, pressing her slightly flushed face against his strong chest.

"Master.... does this feel better?"

"Second senior sister said, Xing'er's body gets hot in the dead of winter, like a stove! Maybe Master could try entering Xing'er's....."

Saying this, the girl didn't know what scene she imagined, her cheeks turned bright red instantly, she simply buried her head in his arm.

"It's not that your body heats up, but because your Ghost Riding Spirit Body is inherently compatible with Yin Cold Evil Qi, unlike ordinary people like your second senior sister who feel cold."

Bai Feng explained to himself, not hearing the latter part of the girl's words clearly.

"Yes indeed! That's true!"

As for the words of the deity, Cen Xing'er naturally had no doubts, she thought for a mont and then asked: "Master, since we are visiting the General Altar, why aren't we waiting at the front mountain gate for the Altar's welcoming ssenger, but instead ca to this desolate back mountain?"

"Because, there is an opportunity that will erge from here."

Bai Feng said.

"An opportunity!?"

Cen Xing'er tilted her head, curiously asking like a child: "But.... since seeking opportunity, why did Master take Xing'er on a leisurely stroll before?"

"Because it's not the ti yet." Bai Feng said.

"Then.... how long do we have to wait?"

Cen Xing'er asked again, and after speaking, she realized sothing and quickly patted her little mouth: "Xing'er shouldn't ask too many questions!"

"It's fine, it won't be long."

Bai Feng looked at the snow-filled sky and murmured: "Let the opportunity fly for a while."