Chapter 1878: Chapter 1877: Traversing Thousands of Mountains and Rivers, All to Cultivate at Tianyong Mountain

Lin Yiran was startled upon hearing this, unexpectedly being seen through by the person in front of her.

In the past, she had indeed been deceived, even losing her cultivation technique and spiritual stones to trickery.

After a brief surprise, Lin Yiran’s expression returned to calm, looking composed as she spoke.

"Haha, nonsense, I’m extremely clever, hardly someone to be easily fooled. From the moment I saw you, you didn’t look like a good person, probably here under the guise of research to deceive people for food, drink, and charm."

Lin Yiran looked deeply at Wang Ye.

She seemed intent on piercing through Wang Ye.

Seeing this, Wang Ye shook his head speechlessly, turned, and walked away.

"Women are always like this, saying one thing but meaning another."

Wang Ye shook his head as he walked away.

Meanwhile, he wrote a score of eighty out of a hundred on a piece of paper.

The cultivation status of the disciples on Taiji Peak was satisfactory to Wang Ye, although their intelligence was concerning.

Listening to Wang Ye’s parting words, Lin Yiran felt very uncomfortable, a constriction in her chest arising. Who exactly was this person who could see through her so thoroughly?

Thinking of the look he had given, Lin Yiran felt shivers all over.

His eyes emitted a light, a golden one, the legendary True Light, perhaps?

Rumor has it that a man whose eyes emit True Light has limitless prospects.

"Could this person really be Sect Master Wang Ye?"

Upon realizing this, Lin Yiran gasped, goosebumps rising all over.

Her face instantly turned beet-red.

Had she just embarrassed herself in front of the Sect Master?

This was truly awkward!

What should she do now!

Lin Yiran sat down by a big tree, feeling very vexed.

At that moment, Zhao Yiran passed by like a spring breeze, noticing Lin Yiran’s turmoil and asked, puzzled.

"Lin Yiran, what happened to you?"

"Oh, don’t mention it, I’m really annoyed. I think I might have just met the real Sect Master."

Lin Yiran looked increasingly disheveled.

Hearing this, Zhao Yiran’s eyes shone brightly. Did she meet the Sect Master?

Where is the Sect Master?

"The Sect Master already left, but the irritating thing is I just mistook him for a big fraudster. It’s mortifying."

Lin Yiran covered her face with both hands, feeling her face heating up.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiran chuckled cynically and nodded.

"So that’s what happened, you’re done for then."

With that said, Zhao Yiran walked away.

...

Meanwhile, Wang Ye had arrived at Tianlong Peak.

Tianlong Peak was managed by Peak Master Zhao Zilan; one wonders whether this girl can adapt to the role of Peak Master.

After all, Zhao Zilan used to be just a disciple on Lion Peak and had never held the position of Peak Master before.

Coming onto Tianlong Square, Wang Ye spotted Zhao Zilan from afar.

Zhao Zilan, wearing a purple long dress, stood on the corridor, overlooking the cultivators on Tianlong Square.

Her face showed some worry.

"The Sect Master promoted me to Peak Master, but this position is truly hard."

In Zhao Zilan’s view, to be a good Sect Master, she had to handle the relationship well with Wang Ye and the ten great Elders.

She also needed to improve her own cultivation, and avoid any mistakes while making thousands of disciples believe in her and bond with them.

It’s genuinely difficult.

At this moment, she missed the old days.

Back then, all she had to do was focus on cultivation without much miscellany. Moreover, since Wang Ye became Sect Master, every disciple received plenty of White Crystal Cold Jade, eliminating concerns over cultivation resources.

Thinking of these, Zhao Zilan couldn’t help but sigh softly.

Noting the worry on Zhao Zilan’s face and her gentle sigh, Wang Ye shook his head slightly.

"An ancient saying goes, one sigh loses ten years. Sighing is not a good thing."

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow, pondering what this young woman was sighing about.

Immediately, Wang Ye employed Qingfeng Step, arriving at Zhao Zilan’s side in the blink of an eye, patting her on the shoulder.

Startled, Zhao Zilan instantly became alert, spiritual energy swirling fiercely, ready to attack, but saw a pair of eyes she was very familiar with.

Instantly, she ceased the cultivation technique, exclaiming delightedly.

"Sect Master!"

Surprised, Wang Ye couldn’t believe even in such disguise, someone still recognized him.

"What’s up? Why did you sigh just now? Rumor has it that sighing causes loss of power."

Wang Ye inquired.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zilan bit her lips, summoned courage, and spoke.

"Sect Master, being a Peak Master is really difficult."

Zhao Zilan expressed hesitantly.

Hearing this, Wang Ye chuckled leisurely, stood in the corridor, crossed his arms, and said serenely.

"Indeed, being a Peak Master is not easy, but perhaps not as difficult as imagined. If you’re tired, take a break. Our Sect Master lends you a shoulder to lean on."

Wang Ye finished speaking and patted his shoulder.

Hearing this, Zhao Zilan felt a surge of courage rise within her, her face becoming more determined.

Being a Peak Master isn’t easy, and being Sect Master is even harder.

She should share the burdens of the Sect Master, never again speak such dispirited words.

"Sect Master, I know what to do now."

Zhao Zilan’s lips curled into a smile, dispersing the worry clouding her mind.

Seeing this, Wang Ye nodded with satisfaction.

His gaze immediately fixed on the cultivators on the square.

"I am pleasantly surprised; the disciples have cultivated excellently, progressing swiftly."

Wang Ye praised.

He then drew out a sheet of white paper and wrote "ninety-four points" on it.

Hearing Wang Ye’s affirmative praise, Zhao Zilan felt happy and less pressured.

After all, there’s the Sect Master to hold up the sky if it falls, right?

"Thank you for the praise, Sect Master!"

Zhao Zilan responded cheerfully.

Wang Ye put away the paper and pen, his gaze settling on Zhao Zilan’s exquisite cheek.

"Yes, this road is arduous, but I believe you can do well. It’s said you journeyed thousands of miles, so this little challenge shouldn’t be a problem."

Wang Ye recalled how Zhao Zilan had seven small moles on her foot.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zilan reminisced about those tough years.

Long ago, she was so poor, she couldn’t afford the journey to Tianyong Mountain and traveled from thousands of miles away, surviving off nature.

She had only one destination, Tianyong Mountain.

It took nearly two years for Zhao Zilan to reach Tianyong Mountain.

Along the way, she got lost, felt fatigued, but kept going, eventually reaching her destination.

Back then she hadn’t even begun cultivation, was merely a weak girl without travel expenses; one can imagine the hardships she faced.

Reflecting on those tough times, Zhao Zilan felt proud.

Through those hardships, she comprehended a lot, even to her, time seemed non-existent, only the heart was real.

She even developed many mental methods.

It’s due to these that she reached the Heavenly Saint Boundary in a short time.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zilan’s eyes showed determination.

"Sect Master, I will surely do a good job."