Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 913 10

Yun Xiyao sneered coldly, "Outnumbering others, you really have some nerve."

Guardian Yue said coldly, "Yun Xiyao, you're well aware of the consequences of this."

Yun Xiyao's brows furrowed slightly.

Meng Qianqian keenly caught her expression, knowing that this act was no trivial matter and would bring her quite troublesome consequences.

"Master, why don't you go in yourself."

They thought of other ways again.

Yun Xiyao said calmly, "What if she holds the sacred token of the old Hall Master?"

"The sacred token of the old Hall Master?"

Guardian Jiang frowned.

Guardian Yue sarcastically sneered, "Yun Xiyao, do you even listen to yourself? The old Hall Master has been dead for years; where would a little girl from an outer island get his token?"

Yun Xiyao gave a signal to Qing'er.

Qing'er opened the bundle she was carrying, revealing an ancient and worn box.

"This box..."

Guardian Jiang immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

However, Guardian Yue and Qin Zhuo were completely confused, unable to understand why Guardian Jiang would look so familiar.

Yun Xiyao smiled faintly, "Recognize it now?"

Guardian Jiang reached out towards Qing'er.

Qing'er presented the box to him.

When he opened it, he revealed the same shock he had when Yun Xiyao first showed it.

"This is..."

His voice trembled.

Guardian Yue and Qin Zhuo hurried over.

"A hand bone?"

Qin Zhuo was completely baffled.

Guardian Yue pointed at the hand bone, mocking Yun Xiyao, "Yun Xiyao, if you're going to deceive people, at least come up with something decent. A hand bone, really?"

As soon as he said this, Guardian Jiang knelt on one knee.

Everyone present, including Qin Zhuo, was taken aback.

Guardian Jiang clasped his fists, his eyes reddening, throat swelling, "Jiang Liu, respectfully welcomes the old Hall Master back to the island!"

Yun Xiyao also knelt devoutly.

Meng Qianqian followed her master's lead and knelt.

She was calm on the surface, but inside, turbulent waves of shock surged.

Granny Feng's old companion turned out to be the old Hall Master of the Holy Temple. How did you people keep such a significant secret for so long?

That night, Yun Xiyao's expression was off, yet she said nothing, only mentioning the hand bone would temporarily stay with her.

She guessed that the hand bone given to her by Granny Feng wasn't simple, but she didn't expect it to be this extraordinary.

"Guardian Jiang, did you mistake it for something else, isn't this just..."

"Shut up!"

Guardian Jiang sternly rebuked Qin Zhuo.

Guardian Yue looked at Yun Xiyao and Meng Qianqian with a complex expression, then also paid his respects to the hand bone.

"I'm not bowing! Who knows if what she says is true or false!"

Qin Zhuo snorted coldly, brushing off his sleeves.

Yun Xiyao rose, "With the old Hall Master's token, my disciple is qualified to enter the forbidden area, right?"

Guardian Jiang nodded slowly.

He and Guardian Yue also stood up.

Meng Qianqian then rose.

Yun Xiyao looked at Guardian Yue, "What say you?"

Though Guardian Yue did not get along with Yun Xiyao, precisely because of this, he couldn't afford to let Yun Xiyao have the upper hand.

"Since Guardian Jiang has spoken, let's make an exception and let her enter the forbidden area."

He paused and continued, "However, she may enter, but no one else can!"

Yun Xiyao: "Fine."

She agreed so readily, inconsistent with her earlier stubbornness, leaving Guardian Yue momentarily stunned.

She originally thought Yun Xiyao would at least push a bit further...

This was too baffling.

Yun Xiyao spoke to Lu Yuan, "You all return to Bishui Pavilion first, remember not to wander around arbitrarily. In my absence, should anything unexpected happen, no one can protect you."

Lu Yuan smirked, "Understood, Master."

Meng Lang widened his eyes, "Why are you calling her Master too?"

Lu Yuan: "Married status as the follower."

Meng Lang: "..."

Meng Qianqian looked at Lu Yuan, then nodded slightly towards Si Snake and Chen Long.

She then followed Yun Xiyao along with Tan'er.

Tan'er was stopped.

Meng Qianqian said, "I can surely bring a little maid to serve us, right?"

Yun Xiyao: "Even if you don't bring one, we can manage."

Qin Zhuo reluctantly lowered his hand.

Yun Xiyao, Meng Qianqian, Tan'er, and Qing'er entered the back mountain.

Meng Qianqian looked back to ensure no one was following before speaking to Yun Xiyao, "Master, among the other three protectors, only Guardian Jiang has a decent relationship with you, are Qin Zhuo and Yue Dong also with the High Priest?"

"Qin Zhuo is not, Jiang Liu is."

Yun Xiyao's answer surprised Meng Qianqian.

Yun Xiyao said, "Many things are not as they appear, don't assume Jiang Liu is a good person."

Meng Qianqian nodded.

The back mountain of the Holy Temple was smaller than expected; every step Meng Qianqian took, she carefully measured with her eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

Yun Xiyao asked.

Meng Qianqian: "I'm looking at the place where the West Night Saintess is imprisoned."

Yun Xiyao opened her mouth.

Tan'er tilted her head, "Sister, this place feels familiar."

Yun Xiyao responded with a surprised hmm.

Meng Qianqian explained, "Tan'er is also from Liuli Island."

Yun Xiyao was surprised but not overwhelmingly so.

Perhaps she was used to the unexpected from this girl.

"Ordinary islanders can't enter the forbidden area of the Holy Temple."

She stated.

Meng Qianqian said, "Tan'er isn't an ordinary islander."

Tan'er hopped ahead, occasionally touching flowers and plants, exploring branches and leaves, filled with curiosity.

Yun Xiyao gave her a deep look, "Tan'er she..."

She left the rest unsaid.

Meng Qianqian smiled slightly, "Yes."

This time, it was Yun Xiyao who inhaled sharply.

"Just what is going on..."

Before Meng Qianqian could answer, she shook her head, "Forget it, tell me later, we're nearing the Spirit Altar."

-

The Spirit Altar was livelier than expected.

Ayimulan, Shan Cheng, and Mo Yi were also there.

Standing beside them was a white-haired, gray-robed man, the High Priest of the Holy Temple.

Meng Qianqian had stayed at the Holy Temple for three days, yet this was her first time seeing the High Priest, second only to the Hall Master.

Soon, she noticed something.

Shan Cheng and the High Priest shared a five-part resemblance in their features.

"Master, don't tell me they're—"

"That's right, Shan Cheng is the High Priest's son."

Meng Qianqian's mouth dropped open, momentarily unable to discern who was more shocked, she or Yun Xiyao.

This also explained why Ayimulan could establish relations with the Holy Temple, even becoming an honored guest.

"We meet again."

Shan Cheng greeted Meng Qianqian with a smile.

Mo Yi rolled his eyes and looked away.

Meng Qianqian smiled, speaking boldly, "Lord Mo, you always seem to have a special interest in me."

Mo Yi clenched his fists.

Then Meng Qianqian looked at Shan Cheng, "You're deeply hidden, Mr. Shan."

Shan Cheng's gaze swept past Yun Xiyao, and he smiled at Meng Qianqian, "Right back at you."

Meng Qianqian was about to say, I've just apprenticed to a master, but you truly have a parent in the Holy Sect.

Who knew Shan Cheng would calmly say, "Young Hall Master, how have you been?"