Willing to wait.

Three simple words.

And yet they seemed to carry more weight than all the words spoken before.

Those three words might be heavy, so heavy that others might see them as requiring a lifetime’s worth of effort to utter.

But when these words came out of the mouth of this Heavenly Talent, they were light.

Yes, light.

Her tone was always light.

To her, this might be the simplest of things.

To her, waiting for her young master was natural, effortless.

Yiyi withdrew from her thoughts, smiled lightly at the woman in purple, and said, "You’re asking me these questions today, is it because you, Little Sister Dongfang, have someone you like?"

The woman in purple blushed upon hearing this, but quickly regained her usual heroic presence.

"Not yet." The woman in purple shook her head.

Yiyi smiled.

The woman in purple did not pursue the matter further.

From the room occasionally came laughter and cheerful voices.

Two young women chatting about things of the heart.

But what they did not know was that the handsome, dashing man they were talking about now looked like a monster.

Of course, no one else knew either.

And just at that moment.

The sound of a door being forcefully pushed open came from outside the Holy Heart Hall.

A figure pushed the door open and entered.

The figure was a woman in white.

It was Dongfang Zhi.

As soon as Dongfang Zhi stepped in, her gaze fell upon the woman in purple, filled with displeasure.

"Dongfang Zi, are you very familiar with the people of Holy Moon Sect?"

"Have you forgotten why you came to Holy Moon Sect?"

"Is it because you, a Heavenly Talent from a branching family, want to curry favor with Holy Moon Sect and plot against our Dongfang Family’s main branch?"

Dongfang Zhi fired off three questions in a commanding tone.

Yiyi’s eyes turned cold, "Young Master Dongfang, this is my Holy Heart Hall."

"Little Sister Dongfang is my guest, but you are not."

"If you dare to act presumptuously again, do not blame me for being rude."

As the words fell, an astonishing aura descended fiercely.

"Humph, I’m not afraid of you." Dongfang Zhi’s face turned angry.

The woman in purple, Dongfang Zi, smiled bitterly as she saw this.

"Sister Yiyi, I should take my leave for now, and will come to visit you when I have the chance in future."

With that said, the woman in purple shook her head and turned to leave.

As she walked, she muttered in dissatisfaction.

"My mother failed me, giving birth to a daughter like me."

"My reckless father had to give me a name like this, sigh."

The woman in purple walked next to Dongfang Zhi and said softly, "Sister Zhi, give me some face, please don’t cause trouble here?"

"Sister Yiyi is not in a good mood today."

"Give you face?" Dongfang Zhi sneered, "What do you count as?"

"You want me, Dongfang Zhi, to give you face?"

The woman in purple furrowed her brow.

"As for you." Dongfang Zhi looked at Yiyi, "Not in a good mood?"

"Tut tut, if I’m not mistaken, it should be about the marriage with Beiyin Palace, right?"

"The Saint Lord has already announced this great matter to all the hidden forces."

"And you, still thinking about that man you’ve been longing for for a long time."

"Oh no, to be accurate, it should be that dead..."

"Ahem." Elder Kuyue coughed once, looking at Dongfang Zhi with displeasure.

"Young Master Dongfang, this is Holy Heart Hall, not your Dongfang Family, please be cautious with your words and actions."

"Humph." Dongfang Zhi snorted coldly, "A woman kept in the dark, played like a fool."

"I really don’t know how you managed to rank first on the Phoenix List, the first among the hidden geniuses."

"In three months’ time, I’ll show you that you’re not worthy."

With cold and disdainful words, Dongfang Zhi left triumphantly.

The woman in purple gave an apologetic look to Yiyi, apologized softly, and also turned to leave.

Yiyi, however, stood in place, her brow furrowed tightly.

Kept in the dark, played like a fool?

In truth, she had never been a fool.

To become the first among hidden geniuses, the Saintess of Holy Moon Sect, she was extraordinary.

It’s just that, she didn’t want to doubt the master who treated her excellently, cultivated her for ten years, whom she greatly respected.

...

In the Holy Moon Hall.

The woman’s face remained cold, displeased.

But more than that, there was a cold, mocking smile within that chill.

She knew that the Sword Dao demon had already ’died’, the three-year vow, he could never fulfill.

Beside her, stood an elder.

The elder’s aura was vast as the sea, not much weaker than the woman’s.

But at this moment, the elder’s face was filled with displeasure.

"Saint Lord, don’t you think this matter has gone too far?"

"Gone too far?" The woman sneered, "The Great Elder means Yiyi’s matter?"

The elder said nothing, but his meaning was clear.

The woman also said nothing.

The atmosphere fell silent.

But after a moment, the elder was the first to break the silence.

"Originally, I thought the Saint Lord would treat Yiyi extremely well."

"I also thought, after the kid from the Eastern Domain died, Yiyi’s heart demon would be removed, and that would be enough."

"Enough?" The woman scoffed, shaking her head, "No, it’s not enough, far from enough."

"When Yiyi spoke the words of waging war with Beiyin Palace, I knew that Yiyi placed that little waste from the Eastern Domain in the same position as our Holy Moon Sect."

"Therefore, I must eliminate this boy."

Indeed, the woman had always felt hostility towards Xiao Yi.

But what truly sparked her murderous intent, determined to never rest until Xiao Yi was dead, was the declaration of war made at Dongli Sword Palace.

"She would wage war with Beiyin Palace for that boy; she could also leave our Holy Moon Sect for that boy."

"That boy must die."

"Then this time?" The elder asked coldly, "This marriage alliance with Beiyin Palace, what is it for?"

"Yiyi has been in our Holy Moon Sect for ten years."

"Always obedient, always lovely, always beloved by all the elders."

"When the Saint Lord appointed her as saintess, 90% of the sect’s elders agreed on the spot."

"We watched her grow from a young girl with no cultivation to now, where she is accomplished."

"No one would want her entire life to be ruined."

"Her entire life ruined?" The Saint Lord snickered again, "Marrying into Beiyin Palace ruins her life? Nonsense."

The elder’s face turned angry, "Everyone knows what kind of person that one from Beiyin Palace is."

"That person is nothing but a waste, if you let Yiyi marry such a waste, what is it if not ruining her life?"

"Beiyin Palace has what we, Holy Moon Sect, also have, there’s no need to force Yiyi."

"No." The Saint Lord shook her head, "Beiyin Palace has only three male heirs."

"Beiyin Wuwei, Beiyin Wudi, Beiyin Wuxie."

"That Beiyin Wuxie died mysteriously years ago; Beiyin Wuwei, unable to ever break through supreme level, is just a waste."

"Only that Beiyin Wudi has some abilities."

The woman sneered, "Marrying Yiyi into Beiyin Palace, Beiyin Wuwei can’t bully her."

"Someday, if Beiyin Wudi also mysteriously perishes."

"Beiyin Wuwei will be just a puppet."

"Someday, when Yiyi succeeds me in leading Holy Moon Sect, and rightfully succeeds Beiyin Palace."

"In the future, with Yiyi as the master of two major forces, even if the heavens change, no one can harm her in the slightest."

"You’re insane." The elder’s eyes contracted.

"Yiyi doesn’t want this, nor can you decide for her."

"She’s not your puppet on strings."

The woman’s face grew colder, "I’m not treating her as such, nor do I wish to."

"I’m merely paving a better path for her, painstakingly giving her a brighter, more glorious future."

"To succeed the two major forces, holding Holy Moon Sect and Beiyin Palace; given time, she will be the most glorious martial artist on this continent."

"But..." the elder wished to say something more.

The woman was already showing displeasure, "Since when did my decisions become subject to the judgment of the Great Elder?"

"Could it be the Great Elder thinks himself the Sect Master of Holy Moon Sect?"

"Not at all." The elder’s face tightened, quickly bowing.

"Humph." The woman snorted coldly, her face full of majesty.

The elder sighed heavily, his figure gradually disappearing from sight.

He knew he couldn’t change anything.

The woman didn’t pay any attention, but instead stood with her hands behind her back, exuding authority and a cold smile.

"At most, there are only three months left, and then everything will be settled."

...

Third update.

Today’s update, complete.