Damn it, the Palace Master actually wanted to trade Ling Yuyue's Nine Heavens Sword Dao for Sword Peng's life. That was absolutely unacceptable.
"Sword Peng's life or death holds no meaning..."
"Only by becoming a core disciple of the Seven Decree Sect can I lead our Heaven-Soaring Palace out of the mire and restore its standing in the Seven Decree Sect's eyes. Palace Master, you must remain calm."
Hearing this, Ling Liaoyuan gradually calmed down as well, then drew a deep breath...
"You're right. I was shortsighted just now."
He immediately abandoned the idea of saving the Glazed Sword Peng. The greater picture had to come first; Ling Wangjiao was right.
No matter how unwilling he was to abandon the Glazed Sword Peng, he had to endure it.
Forcefully suppressing the pain in his heart...
Ling Liaoyuan turned his gaze toward Ling Yuyue. "Your condition is to become the Heaven-Soaring Palace's First Young Miss?"
Ling Yuyue answered without hesitation, "Yes, Palace Master."
"Fine. As long as your Nine Heavens Sword Dao can help Wangjiao impress the Seven Decree Sect."
Ling Liaoyuan agreed outright.
Then he wrote out an order and handed it to Ling Yuyue. "Now you can rest assured, yes?"
Ling Yuyue excitedly accepted the order, her face once more blooming with wild delight.
But suddenly... Riiip!
Her expression changed again. Her hands actually tore the order apart against her control. Ling Yuyue could only watch helplessly as the appointment granting her the position of First Young Miss, now within her grasp, was shredded to pieces by her own hands.
"Ling Yuyue, what are you doing?"
Ling Wangjiao flew into a rage on the spot, utterly bewildered by Ling Yuyue's actions.
Damn it, Ling Yuyue was wild enough already, but wild to this extent? He was starting to dislike