coobybook Chapter 231 Come Back Well
Chapter 231 Come Back Well
With Xue Lan's promise, Lian Chuan felt much more at ease.
He was relieved, but Xue Lan was not.
The girl looked at Shen Suanzhen with her round almond-shaped eyes.
"Master Uncle, what about Master Uncle..."
Shen Suanzhen understood what she meant, but he had no intention of acting as Xue Lan's advocate.
The old man laughed and waved his hands repeatedly: "If you're so capable, go and say it yourself."
After saying this, Master Shen Suan seemed to feel that this was not enough to express his attitude, so he stroked his beard and added:
"If you're afraid of Master Uncle, then I won't be afraid of Master Brother."
It was rare for Shen Suanzhen to be so playful, and Xue Lan sighed helplessly.
The girl raised her sleeve towards Shinsuke Makoto and twirled around like a girl trying on new clothes in front of her father or brothers:
“My dear senior master, Lan’er is only an avatar right now. If she were to face the headmaster directly, she would probably be reduced to ashes.”
Shen Suanzhen raised his hand and pointed at her: "You deserve it."
The old man's voice was filled with boundless laughter. Lian Chuan looked at the two of them and suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
“He always acts on his own initiative. If you want to send him back, don’t you ask him if he wants to go back, or if we, his teachers, want to go back?”
Shen Suan's real voice became stern:
"Arrogant and selfish!"
Xue Lan still had a smile on her face, but she slowly stood up and spoke solemnly:
"Disciples are taught."
It's not that Xue Lan is cowardly, but rather that what Shen Suanzhen said is indeed correct.
After regaining most of her memories from her previous life, she became the same domineering wolf clan leader she once was.
Although not as obsessive as in his previous life, he was still one of the most dictatorial.
She ignored Xue Tong's protests and even disobeyed her own master.
The inner demon lurking deep within Xue Lan's consciousness heard Shen Suan Zhenren's words and snorted.
Xue Lan looked at Shen Suan Zhenren and knew that the time was ripe.
The girl pleaded with Master Shen Suan again: "Master, please tell Master Shen Suan what's going on."
It seemed that Master Shen Suan had truly compromised this time. The old man waved his hand at Xue Lan: "Go."
A smile bloomed on the girl's face when she learned about the Hui people of Lianchuan.
The girl's skirt burst into flames again, slowly rising upwards. She resembled a portrait painted on rice paper, her face serene.
Shen Suanzhen stared intently at her, the old man's eyes slightly moist, lost in thought.
Just as Xue Lan was about to burn out, an extremely powerful spiritual force bound her.
Xue Lan was about to vanish into the void when he heard the aged voice of the True Man Shen Suan:
"Come back safely..."
His child, the only surviving member of the younger generation he watched grow up.
Xue Lan froze in mid-air, raising her hand to cover her eyes with her sleeve.
The girl's voice was like a gentle breeze from a very distant place, faint, but full of certainty.
"Take care, Uncle Master. Lan'er will definitely come back safely."
She will not only come back on her own, but she will also bring Gong Yuan back with her.
For thousands of years to come, she will not allow the Calculating Immortal to guard those five peach trees forever, like an old, decaying piece of wood.
"Master Uncle...you must wait for Lan'er..."
Uncle-Master, you must wait for Lan'er.
In the dream of the old emperor of the Dali Dynasty, the long-lost old immortal reappeared. With a wave of his long sleeves, the old emperor, who had been frozen in front of him, regained consciousness.
Xue Lan, disguised as Dao Xuanzi, unfolded the scroll in her hand before him.
"Your Majesty, as I mentioned before, I am bound to Qinglin River for two years. Is Your Majesty willing?"
"Those who are willing, of course are willing."
Xue Lan tossed the scroll in her hand in front of him, and the old emperor knelt down and picked it up.
Then he noticed that the immortal in front of him was looking at him.
The old man tucked the scroll into his robes and asked tremblingly, "Immortal, is there any further guidance or instruction?"
"The River God Temple by the Qinglin River in Linyun County. It is the spirit within that protects you. After Your Majesty awakens, you can send someone to worship there and inquire about the wishes of Lady Li, and then do as she says."
After saying these words, the venerable old immortal vanished from the old emperor's dream.
Fifteen minutes later, the news that the old emperor, who had been ill for several years and was on his deathbed, had suddenly recovered and was in good spirits began to spread through various undercover agents, who flew off in all directions like swallows.
Civil and military officials, princes and nobles—none were left out.
In an instant, Jin Gu City became lively again.
In the dimly lit palace's punishment chamber, an old figure lay sprawled on a stinking pile of hay. His eyes were cloudy, and he had very little hair. His aged back was covered with gruesome whip marks.
One of the imperial guards bribed the eunuch at the gate and bypassed the winding path to reach the old eunuch.
"Eunuch Hong, His Majesty... has recovered from a serious illness after receiving guidance from an immortal."
The old woman, who was on the verge of death on the ground, heard his words and laughed hoarsely a few times.
"That's fine, that person still has a chance."
The imperial guards helped the old eunuch up and made him lie face down on the broken bed in the corner.
"Eunuch Hong, is there anything you wish for?" The Imperial Guard couldn't help but ask, looking at the old man's appearance.
Eunuch Hong knew his time was up in the next day or two. The old man chuckled softly, like an aged crow nearing its end.
"What unfulfilled wishes could I, a eunuch, possibly have?"
"If there is..."
The old man was barely breathing, so the imperial guard had no choice but to kneel by the bedside.
He heard the old man's voice, barely audible: "If my disciple returns from Linyun County... I beg you, sir, to take care of him..."
The old man's hand fell limp the moment he finished speaking.
Someone ran across the corridor outside...
"May His Majesty be in good health, a cause for celebration throughout the land... a cause for celebration throughout the land..."
These auspicious words, along with the old man's dying whispers, rode the wind and soared into the heavens.
This grand ceremony... truly needs a sudden and forceful intervention.
The Emperor of Jin Valley City has recovered, but the entire court is in an uproar, filled with fear and unease. Xue Lan wants to stay and watch the excitement unfold. She also wants to wait for the Xuanhuang Sect to contact the immortal disciples who will take over the Underworld.
She had previously asked Master Shensuan and Dao Xuanzi to mention this matter, so I suppose Master Master won't keep her waiting too long.
But he has that patience and time; a one-on-one situation doesn't.
This rootless swordsman, who had wandered the world for hundreds of years, always kept his fellow constables in his heart.
But Xue Lan simply told him, "The time is not yet right."
Although she said the time wasn't right, Xue Lan still understood his eagerness.
So she waved her hand and not only sent Dan Dao back to Xiaoqing County first, but also had Xue Tong, Yin Hun, and Su Jun follow behind.
Xue Tong: "Am I that arrow that pierces the clouds? Flying everywhere at your command?"
Xue Lan: Good girl~
So, although Xue Tong was unwilling, he obediently followed Dan Dao.
After Xue Tong left, Xue Lan completely let loose and wandered around Golden Valley City alone. She not only drank tea and listened to storytelling, but even transformed into a man and went to the Soft Jade Pavilion once.
I ordered the most beautiful courtesan, but ended up playing chess with her.
The girl was originally gentle and kind, but after a few games, she smashed the chessboard and left without saying a word.
Xue Lan...
She stayed in Jin Valley City for six days, and finally on the morning of the seventh day, she sensed the aura of a cultivator.
So Xue Lan rushed outside the city to meet up with the disciples of the immortal sect who had come.
As she walked out of the city gate with her signature fake smile, she suddenly couldn't smile anymore.
The person leading the cloud was none other than Dao Xuanzi.
Xue Lan simply stepped on her right foot with her left and turned around.
The old man above the clouds, maintaining the air of a sect leader, coughed lightly.
Xue Lan turned around and bowed to Dao Xuanzi:
"This disciple was unaware that Master Uncle had come in person; I have failed to greet you properly."