Sorry, master, my junior sister has surrendered to the enemy!

Chapter 259 Power Decoy



Chapter 259 Power Decoy

Chu Yu walked towards the Seventh Prince.

"Miss Chu, what brings you here?"

The Seventh Prince's tone was somewhat stiff, completely different from how he had begged Chu Yu for protection before. As he spoke, he glanced at Yue Ling intentionally or unintentionally.

That look seemed to say, "Xiao Jiu went to find Fourth Sister herself, but I sent you instead. What does that mean?"

Chu Yu smiled and said amiably, "Seventh Prince, please calm down. It was not the Ninth Princess's idea for me to come to you, but my own decision. I want to confirm some things with you."

"Hmph, what do you need to confirm?" the Seventh Prince said with displeasure.

Seeing the Seventh Prince's attitude, Yinming intentionally or unintentionally stood in front of the Seventh Prince, as if to drive him away.

Chu Yu didn't take it seriously and asked directly, "I would like to ask Your Highness, do you know which master created that Buddha bell that suppresses cultivation levels?"

“All the realm-suppressing magical artifacts of the Imperial Family belong to the Grand Preceptor. These artifacts are too dangerous and must not fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives. Only the Grand Preceptor, who is not only highly skilled and righteous, but also highly trusted by the Imperial Ancestor, is the safest person to entrust them to.”

"Xiao Jiu knows all about these things. Why is Miss Chu asking me instead of Xiao Jiu?" The Seventh Prince frowned in surprise.

Chu Yu feigned sudden realization and said, "Oh, so that means every time the Buddhist bell rings, it's the work of Master Diming?"

The Seventh Prince said with dissatisfaction, "Why use the word 'handwriting'? Master Diming has been protecting our Wuyang Kingdom for many years as the National Preceptor, devoting himself to the cause and saving all people. Miss Chu, please speak frankly what you want to say."

"Then I misused my words. My question is simply to thank Master Diming, after all..." Chu Yu slowed down his speech, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense, a glint of light flashing in his eyes that made people want to take a second look.

"After all what?" The Seventh Prince's expression softened slightly.

Chu Yu took a small step closer to him.

The Seventh Prince did not refuse, so Yinming did not stop her. He only heard Chu Yu say:

"The first time the Buddhist bell rang, it suppressed the profound energy cultivation of all of us cultivators."

"The second time it rang, it began to shake one's divine sense, leaving even body cultivators nowhere to hide."

"The third attack has begun, an indiscriminate attack that doesn't even spare you medical cultivators."

"When the fourth bell rang, not only me, but also you and all the villagers suffered a heavy blow and were directly incapacitated. I remember that Yinming was in a long coma and almost lost his life because of it."

With each sentence Chu Yu spoke, he took a step forward.

"When I fainted, it was your scream that woke me up and brought you here to save you. So, I haven't thanked you yet."

Yinming was completely bewildered by this "thank you"—why was it said in such a strange way?

The Seventh Prince felt the same way.

Chu Yu gave a gentle, spring-like smile, but his words were like a plunge into an ice cave: "So, I also want to ask the Seventh Prince how you did it. Even the Fourth Princess and the Ninth Princess suffered internal injuries of varying degrees because of the Buddha Bell, but you have a rosy complexion and excellent health. How do you maintain such a good condition?"

"She can even cast seductive spells on me inside the cave?"

The Seventh Prince's face stiffened, and his eyes trembled as he stared at Chu Yu.

“If that Buddhist bell was suppressed by Master Diming, who is a Buddhist cultivator at the Bodhisattva level, with cultivation comparable to my top Immortal Realm experts, why did he spare you?” Chu Yu suddenly moved closer and grabbed the Seventh Prince’s wrist.

"Chu Yu, are you crazy! Yin Ming, what are you waiting for!" The Seventh Prince roared, but he couldn't break free.

Yinming was immediately held by the Chekong Sword at his neck.

Under the suppression of the Buddha bell, all beings are equal, and the luminous Chekong Sword stands out as exceptionally outstanding among the crowd.

Everyone else turned to look, all of them shocked. Chu Yu held a sword in one hand and restrained the Seventh Prince with the other, while the other two dared not move an inch.

The Ninth Princess was still patiently persuading the Fourth Princess to cooperate, but unexpectedly, a fight broke out here.

“Yu Yu…” Yue Ling stood up, signaling Chu Yu to calm down.

She couldn't act now; she didn't know what Chu Yu was planning, but the conflict had to be put on hold for the time being.

The Seventh Prince gripped Chu Yu's wrist tightly, and a strange fragrance emanated from his sleeve, which Chu Yu keenly noticed.

It was this strange fragrance that caused the hallucinations in the tunnel; the fragrance was exactly the same as the incense burning next to the stove.

The seventh prince dealt with the incense, but he couldn't completely get rid of the lingering smell.

During the stalemate, the Seventh Prince felt a cold wind pierce through his body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

"What do you want to do? You can't kill me! Do you know that if you kill me..." The Seventh Prince panicked and blurted out, feeling Chu Yu's hand restraining him grow unusually cold.

Just now, the woman in the tree was released by Chu Yu to devour the vengeful souls of the villagers who were left on the ground.

Now she has finally accumulated a little bit of Yin energy, which, although not much, is enough for Chu Yu.

A faint white light appeared on the meridians of Chu Yu's hand, and the Seventh Prince's eyes widened in surprise.

Chu Yu involuntarily closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and prepared herself for the attack from the fifth Buddhist bell.

However, the expected suppression by the Buddhist bell did not occur.

Instead, a white light suddenly appeared on his hand, illuminating the entire underground space.

Chu Yu's eyes widened in surprise.

I guessed right, just as I expected!

The same situation that had occurred with Headmaster He and Liu Yunhua happened again with the Seventh Prince.

That power!

After Chu Yu activated his profound technique, the power silently and imperceptibly transferred from the Seventh Prince to Chu Yu, accompanied by a wisp of black energy, perfectly circumventing Master Diming's suppression.

This is also why the Seventh Prince used seductive arts but managed to escape the Buddha Bell's punishment.

These powers were transferred to Chu Yu in an instant. The Seventh Prince was not deeply affected, as if he had just come into contact with them. There was only a trace of imperceptible demonic energy. He himself may have been used by this power without his knowledge.

After the power was transferred, Chu Yu released his grip.

Chu Yu could not use this power, nor could she escape Master Diming's suppression, so she dared not let the woman in the tree forcefully help her activate the profound magic, and had no choice but to withstand this wisp of demonic energy.

The hilt of the Chekong sword slowly turned red, as if wanting to bear the pain for her. Chu Yu gripped it tightly, and the dark red color slowly transferred into her pupils.

There's no other reason than that it's safer to control these demonic forces yourself than to wield a demonic sword.

Chu Yu took a few deep breaths, about to explain to everyone, but when she raised her head again to look at them, she only saw their confused eyes.

Yue Ling was stunned for a moment, then squatted down again, put on a polite smile, and looked at Yue An, saying, "Fourth Sister, shall we talk?"

Meanwhile, the Seventh Prince looked at Chu Yu with disdain and said with dissatisfaction, "Little Ninth went to Fourth Sister's place in person, but sent you to find me. Are you deliberately trying to fob me off?"

This time, it was Chu Yu's turn to be stunned.

Have they forgotten?

Does nobody remember what just happened?

This was the first time Chu Yu had personally witnessed such an unbelievable scene.

Moreover, even though her soul had been dormant for a long time and she had no memories of him, he still remembered these things.

Could it be because that power entered my body?

"Miss Chu, why don't you speak?" the Seventh Prince asked, frowning in surprise.

"Seventh Brother, I have no intention of favoring one over the other." Yue Ling stood up to help Chu Yu out of the predicament. She raised her voice and said, "Fourth Sister, Seventh Brother, we all know that the Lotus Secret Realm has become so strange, there must be a problem outside."

"We haven't been rescued yet, so this problem must be very serious."

"I believe that now is not the time for us to be suspicious of each other; unity is the most important thing."

Seeing that Yue Ling had taken over the conversation, Chu Yu lowered his dark red eyes, kept adjusting his breathing, suppressed the ferocity caused by the demonic energy, and silently walked away with his sword.

Where did this power come from? It didn't affect the Seventh Prince deeply, and he himself didn't seem to know anything about it.

So where exactly does the problem lie?

Chu Yu recalled the scene of exchanging medicinal herbs on the immortal mountain.

Just as he was about to step into the courtyard of the Chinese toon tree, he was blocked by an invisible force.

But the Seventh Prince went in as if nothing had happened, which aroused the dissatisfaction of Lady Chunling. Could it be that the power influenced the Seventh Prince at that time?

Chu Yu felt that all of this was very possible, so she quietly approached the alchemy furnace.

Is this stove one of Chunling Niangzi's belongings?

It shouldn't be; a medical immortal wouldn't use such a low-grade furnace to refine pills.

That power blocked him when he was on the Immortal Mountain, preventing him from getting close to the Toon Tree. Now it is manipulating the Seventh Prince to approach him, attempting to kill him with illusions.

Could it be that that power is wary of me?

Chu Yu merely analyzed the differences between himself now and then, and a thought immediately surfaced:

Is it possible that the power, afraid to approach someone who can use profound energy, intends to end the person's life when they have no profound energy left?

This idea suddenly flooded into Chu Yu's mind, and she felt that many things that didn't seem right now made sense.

Yue Ling has already begun to exert her influence.

To avoid disturbing them or alerting the enemy, Chu Yu refrained from touching the dangerous furnace, just to be on the safe side.

With her slightly dark red eyes, she stood silently behind Yue Ling, her arms wrapped around the Chekong Sword.

Chu Yu's face was like ice. For some reason, her originally cold temperament suddenly became extremely oppressive, like someone trying to use calmness to disguise her violent impulses. Just by standing there, everyone felt that Yue Ling's aura was also fully activated, and her voice became much clearer.


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