The female state preceptor [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival]

An ordinary amulet, burning with a bright flame, quickly turned to ashes.

The cries of "National Master, save me!" still echoed in the audience's ears when it burned to ashes and the flames went out.

The Imperial Preceptor? The Imperial Preceptor he's referring to is Luo Yuheng, the head of the Human Sect, the female Imperial Preceptor of the imperial court.

What? Xu Qi'an can invite the leader of the Human Sect?

Is this amulet Law Artifact used to summon Luo Yuheng?

Impossible. Luo Yuheng, the leader of the Human Sect, is devoted to cultivating Daoism in the capital and does not concern himself with worldly affairs. How could he possibly be summoned by Xu Qi'an?

As everyone stared at the amulet that had turned to ashes, a torrent of thoughts and ideas flashed through their minds, their inner monologues running wild.

However, nothing changed inside the venue, except that the wind had become noisier.

After waiting a while longer, the wind grew even noisier, but nothing happened.

The ashes of the amulet were swept up by the wind and blown far away.

How embarrassing! I told you it was unreliable. Master Jinlian is just grasping at straws in desperation. Xu Qi'an's lips twitched, feeling a sense of shame for his utterly lost wisdom.

In his eyes, Luo Yuheng was a high and mighty imperial advisor, a second-rank expert, and someone who was neither related to him nor his real aunt.

How could I possibly give him face and travel all this way to help?

Master Jinlian gave him the talisman, just to pull this stunt? Chu Yuanzhen was disappointed, yet felt it was to be expected.

How could a talisman, which is not Law Artifact, possibly summon the Imperial Preceptor? Furthermore, even if the talisman could contact the Imperial Preceptor, how could Xu Qi'an possibly summon him?

As Registered Disciple the Human Sect, he represented the sect in the battle against Li Miaozhen. Even so, the Imperial Preceptor remained indifferent to him, showing only a slight degree of appreciation.

If it were the Earth Sect, the Heaven Sect, or any other force or sect, such an outstanding talent would have long been considered a key candidate for cultivation, or even a future successor.

This gives a glimpse into Luo Yuheng's indifferent nature.

Xu Qi'an and she had little connection; at most, they had met a few times and were not strangers.

Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen shared similar thoughts: Luo Yuheng was the head of the Human Sect, and his position was equivalent to that of the head of the Heavenly Sect.

As the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Sect, if I encounter trouble in the martial world and summon the leader of the Heavenly Sect for help, do you think the leader will help me?

Of course they wouldn't pay any attention to him. Otherwise, their senior brother wouldn't be being chased by a woman for thousands of miles because of a romantic entanglement, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

Therefore, Xu Qi'an's attempt to summon the leader of the Human Sect was wishful thinking.

The martial arts alliance and the wandering Rogue Person shook their heads and laughed. It turned out that Xu Yinluo was just bluffing and playing a joke on everyone.

The Daoist priests of the Earth Sect laughed heartily, launching into a round of mockery and using gestures to ridicule Xu Qi'an.

The secret agent Tianji sneered and mocked, "The Imperial Preceptor's status is so noble; how could someone like you, an ant, summon him at will? Xu Qi'an, are you trying to make yourself a laughingstock?"

The female spy, Tian Shu, said calmly, "You brat."

No one noticed that the wind was growing increasingly noisy, stirring up dust, green leaves, and rippling the surface of the cold pond.

Cao Qingyang seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned around, looking towards the southeast.

In the far distance of the sky, a golden star shone brightly.

The starlight came swiftly, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, trailing a fiery tail, crashing into everyone's sight and into pairs of eyes.

Then, the dazzling golden light crashed into the Yue Clan Manor and landed in front of Xu Qi'an.

She landed gracefully, the golden light she carried with her sweeping across the ground like smoke, spreading out in ripples.

Her long, flowing robes, her long black hair tied up with an ebony hairpin, and a dot of crimson cinnabar between her brows—her beauty seemed to transcend all worldly perfection and any single image.

She presents different images in the eyes of different men: pure, cute, charming, aloof, and elegant.

Every man present found his ideal type in her.

It's really... it's here?!

Xu Qi'an stared dumbfounded at his aunt's beautiful figure, a famous line from a well-known movie flashing through his mind:

Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore!

Not far away, Chu Yuanzhen stared blankly at the stunningly beautiful woman in the arena. His mind was not filled with shock, but rather a complete blank.

He was so confused about "what happened" that he couldn't shake it off for a long time, to the point that his usually sharp analytical mind froze at that moment.

Li Miaozhen was stunned.

She gazed at Xu Qi'an, a bittersweet feeling welling up inside her, a strong sense of envy rising within her. She too longed to toss aside a talisman, issue a command, and have the Daoist priest come to her rescue.

In comparison, she, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Sect, seemed particularly lacking in prestige.

"The National Preceptor."

Tianji couldn't help but take a few steps back. His eyes widened, and he screamed inwardly: How did you get here? What right do you have to answer the call of an ant?

He couldn't help but want to question, to reprimand, and to invoke His Majesty's name.

He was furious, shocked, and bewildered; his face was ashen, but in the end, he chose to remain silent.

Facing a second-rank expert, even with His Majesty's backing, it would be meaningless. Even if Luo Yuheng killed him on the spot, no one would stand up for him.

The dead are worthless.

Thinking of this, Tianji glanced at Tianshu and saw that she was also clenching her fists, her delicate body trembling slightly, trying her best to suppress her anger and shock.

"Is this truly the head of the Human Sect, the female national preceptor?"

Someone murmured something.

Luo Yuheng's beauty was beyond the comprehension of ordinary martial arts practitioners; very few present had ever seen her.

"Yes, it was Xu Yinluo who summoned her."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene quieted down a bit, and everyone tacitly shifted their gaze to the young man with a high ponytail behind the female imperial advisor.

His face was calm, his posture upright, and he seemed confident in the fact that the leader of the Human Sect had come to answer the call. His calm demeanor showed no signs of emotional fluctuation.

What is the relationship between Xu Qi'an and the leader of the Human Sect?

It's simply unbelievable that someone of Luo Yuheng's status as the Daoist Master and the Imperial Preceptor would be summoned by Xu Yinluo.

There must be some hidden relationship involved. Even if Xu Yinluo's reputation is at its peak, there should be a limit. It's impossible for a dignified second-rank official to be treated like this.

A second-rank official is someone who stands at the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces. To say that there's no shady dealing between the two of them is something I absolutely refuse to believe.

At this moment, the audience's inner monologues were absolutely explosive.

The demonic Daoist priest from the Earth Sect stared intently at Luo Yuheng, who resembled a fairy. The malice in his eyes lessened slightly, replaced by lust. He looked as if he couldn't wait to pounce on her and possess her.

The evil ways of the Earth Sect are inherently about indulging in desires and degrading human nature. The ugliest parts of human nature are magnified a hundredfold or a thousandfold in them.

Luo Yuheng's path to the Human Sect also suffers from this flaw. As a result, the Earth Sect's demonic cultivators are immersed in their desires and cannot extricate themselves. If they did not still have a sliver of clarity and know that the other party is the leader of the Human Sect, they would have already chosen to indulge their desires and pounce on her with a sinister grin.

But there was one person who wouldn't care. The vortex between the eyebrows of the Golden Lotus Daoist reappeared, and thick black smoke struggled to emerge, transforming into a figure with only the upper body, its face blurred.

The black lotus clone stared greedily at Luo Yuheng, grinning maliciously, "Luo Yuheng, my good niece, your master has long wanted to cultivate with you. The karmic fire on your body must be incredibly delicious, greatly enhancing my demonic nature."

Master Jinlian's scalp tingled, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to salvage the situation, roaring:

"You wicked Daoist, cease your nonsense! Today I will cleanse your sect and annihilate you, body and soul!"

The vortex between his brows suddenly unleashed a powerful suction force, drawing the black smoke back in.

Luo Yuheng nodded in satisfaction and put down the whisk in his hand.

In fact, she was restrained by the Black Lotus. The Black Lotus had already indulged herself and fallen into the demonic path, while she was entangled with the karmic fire, carefully maintaining her true nature.

At such a time, if she is contaminated by the demonic nature of the Black Lotus, it could cause the karmic fire within her body to erupt, and she would fall into the demonic path as a result.

Of course, all of this is predicated on her physical presence.

Cao Qingyang's expression was serious as he said in a deep voice, "Even among those of the third rank, this clone of the Imperial Preceptor is not considered weak."

Luo Yuheng said calmly, "If you know that, why don't you get lost?"

Cao Qingyang was not angry. Instead, he smiled nonchalantly and said, "For a warrior, even a thousand troops can be stopped with one arm."

A simple translation is: A tough guy, stubborn and never backing down.

"That's a good mindset. Not all martial artists are fearless in the face of death." Luo Yuheng nodded, then flicked his whisk and sent Cao Qingyang flying.

Ta-da!

Segments of Sword Qi exploded on the purple-robed leader, pushing him backward and cutting his purple robe into tattered strips.

The shattered Sword Qi brought devastating disaster to everyone around, killing more than a dozen people on the spot, though they were all Rogue Person.

Organizations like the Heaven and Earth Society, the Earth Sect, secret agents, and martial artists of the Martial Alliance all had fourth-rank masters protecting them, which allowed them to barely withstand the aftershocks.

"Get out, get out of here!" Xiao Yuenu scolded.

"Leave Yuezhi Manor and go as far away as possible."

The group of fourth-rank experts shouted.

Hundreds of people scattered and fled out of the villa.

After all the parties had left, and apart from Master Jinlian sitting cross-legged by himself with no one else in the way, Cao Qingyang could no longer hold back. He raised one arm high and his palm was like a knife.

The qi surged and condensed into a forty-meter-long sword, its blade distorting the air.

This is not a simple weapon of qi, but a weapon of qi that embodies the intent of a third-grade sword.

"The sword intent is not smooth enough; it turns out that the Essence Blood of a third-rank martial artist is forcing its growth." Luo Yuheng said in a cold tone.

Cao Qingyang said with a mocking smile and a hint of disdain, "I humbly request the Imperial Preceptor's guidance."

The forty-meter-long broadsword suddenly slashed down.

In an instant, all Luo Yuheng could see was the glint of a blade, a dazzling, stunning glint of a blade. The surrounding air seemed to transform into a barrier, blocking her path and preventing her from dodging.

Luo Yuheng lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelashes curled and thick. She held a whisk in her right hand and her left hand, fingers together like a sword, slowly stroked the whisk.

Thousands of fine threads coalesced into a single, straight and firm strand; at this moment, the whisk transformed into a handy sword.

She gently offered up a sword.

Boom!

The blade's edge and the Sword Qi perished together, describing a shockwave imbued with sharp energy that utterly destroyed everything around it.

Only a light screen appeared in front of Master Jinlian, blocking the shockwave. The scattered blade light and Sword Qi collided within the light screen, creating light fragments and ripples of light and shadow like water.

Boom!

Under the influence of the shockwave, the walls of the cold pool cracked, and a towering column of water shot up. A section of golden lotus root was blasted out, along with its slightly curved stem. At the end of the stem was not a mushroom, but a dark golden lotus seedpod.

At this moment, the nine petals of different colors had withered, and fourteen lotus seeds were arranged in the dark golden lotus seedpod.

Cao Qingyang's gaze suddenly burned with intensity as he appeared above the cold pond, reaching out to grab the lotus roots and seeds that had been tossed into the air.

Ta-da!

Before the burst of water could fall, the water droplets transformed into tiny swords, condensing into a rain of swords that lashed out at Cao Qingyang.

We gradually drove him away, slowly pushing him away from the lotus root.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Luo Yuheng rolled up his sleeve and snatched away the lotus roots and seeds, hiding them somewhere unknown.

Cao Qingyang roared angrily, and his slightly tattered purple robe suddenly billowed, the terrifying fluctuation of his aura sending shivers down the spines of those who had fled hundreds of meters away.

Luo Yuheng raised her delicate, long eyebrows, rode the wind, and soared straight into the sky.

She planned to leave with the lotus root, avoiding any further entanglement with the tough, burly warrior.

Cao Qingyang raised his head, seemingly not intending to pursue, and raised his palm blade, unleashing hundreds of slashes in an instant.

These sword lights disappeared abruptly after being unleashed, and when they reappeared, they had enveloped the area within dozens of feet of Luo Yuheng.

Cao Qingyang clenched his fist suddenly.

The all-consuming sword intent rapidly contracted, turning Luo Yuheng's body into ashes.

In mid-air, a section of lotus root and a lotus seedpod fell.

Cao Qingyang was about to step forward to catch him when his martial arts instincts made him realize that his hair stood on end and he sensed danger. However, he did not dodge, but instead used the situation to his advantage, leaning against the wall like a collapsing pillar.

In the void, the sword finger pierced out, colliding precisely with the pillar. With a bang, the fair little hand exploded into pure light fragments.

Cao Qingyang suddenly froze, no longer moving.

Luo Yuheng's figure appeared, her breath slightly weaker. She raised her severed arm, and the light fragments gathered and condensed into a lotus-root-like arm.

Then, she opened her palm, and fragments of shattered souls coalesced in her hand, transforming into an unreal phantom with a face vaguely resembling Cao Qingyang.

Xu Qi'an, who was hiding in the distance among the members of the Heaven and Earth Society, guarding against attacks from various forces, suddenly saw a flash of light before his eyes, and the beautiful Luo Meiren's delicate body appeared in golden light.

"Imperial Advisor!"

A look of joy appeared on Xu Qi'an's face, realizing that the battle was over and victory belonged to their side.

Luo Yuheng nodded, and golden light flashed from his lower abdomen. Several items emerged from his abdomen: a lotus seedpod, a section of lotus root the length of an adult's upper arm, and a small section of lotus root the length of a palm.

This section of lotus root was cut off.

"This person's soul is in my hands. What do you intend to do with it?" Luo Yuheng opened his palm, and a tiny figure floated in the air. The face was slightly blurry, but it could be vaguely seen that it was Cao Qingyang.

"The Imperial Preceptor is truly remarkable. To resolve the matter of a third-rank official so decisively and efficiently, achieving first-rank status is just around the corner. Looking across the entire land, there is no other fairy like you."

Xu Qi'an spared no effort in displaying his ventriloquism, spewing out a colorful string of flattery.

"He only possessed the strength of a third-rank opponent, Primordial Spirit was still only at the fourth-rank. A single Heart Sword strike was enough to obliterate his soul." Luo Yuheng spoke calmly, as if defeating such an opponent was nothing to boast about.

She paused, then asked, "What should we do?"

"Um, does the Imperial Advisor value my opinion so much? I'm somewhat flattered." Xu Qi'an thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you give him to me first? This person has done me a favor."

Cao Qingyang slapped him five times, knocking him down to the fifth rank of Transformation Realm. He had to repay that favor.

Luo Yuheng nodded, unconcerned about Cao Qingyang's fate, and said, "This clone has been exhausted. I'll head back now. Take care of yourselves."

After saying that, she transformed into pure golden light and vanished.

"Ask Jinlian for this small section of lotus root."

Before the golden light dissipated, Xu Qi'an received another telepathic message from Luo Yuheng.

Asking for lotus roots? This is the task the Imperial Advisor gave me? Xu Qi'an was taken aback.

P. S.: I spent more time with my family during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so the update is a bit late. Wishing everyone a happy holiday! Remember to take some time today to sit down and chat with your family. For parents, this is the best gift.

Um, I'd like to ask for your guaranteed monthly votes. The competition on the leaderboard at the beginning of the month was incredibly fierce, I was surprised.