Chapter 1890: Chapter 1889: Dongfang Qing Meets Ye Ying, Assassins Hide in Peach Blossom Mountain

Hearing this, Dongfang Qing fell into deep thought.

In this world, there are some people you want to see every single day, and some you never want to see again.

As for Ye Ying, Dongfang Qing had never once had the desire to see her. Heh, meeting her was nothing but wasting time and light and shadow.

But this time was different. This time, he’d come for a matter of great importance to the Sect Master.

So in the face of Ye Ying’s reproach, Dongfang Qing’s expression remained calm, not showing the slightest hint of displeasure.

"I’ve also been busy with official affairs and couldn’t get away."

Gazing into the girl’s eyes, a helpless look appeared on Dongfang Qing’s face. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Hmph! Excuses!

Ye Ying cursed inwardly. If someone really wants to see you, they’ll abandon everything to come.

If he doesn’t want to see you, even if he’s just sitting at home drinking tea and spacing out, he still won’t come.

Seeing her unhappy expression and the faint anger on her face, Dongfang Qing hurriedly took out the gift he’d prepared in advance.

"This is Dragon Saliva Fragrance! It’s for you, please don’t hold my offense against me."

As he spoke, he handed the simple, antique jade bottle toward Ye Ying.

Ye Ying snatched the bottle, played with it in her hand, and nodded.

"That’s more like it. Say it, what do you need my help with?"

Ye Ying knew Dongfang Qing very well. This man never came to the Three Treasures Hall without a reason; if he suddenly showed up today, he definitely needed something.

Seeing this, Dongfang Qing’s expression turned serious.

"I want you to arrange a meeting with your brother. Our Sect Master wants to see him."

"Sure, leave it to me. Once I’ve set up a time with my brother, I’ll let you know."

With that, Ye Ying’s figure suddenly vanished from in front of the eight‑story pagoda.

Dongfang Qing stood calmly by the Green Water River, the river breeze whipping his long robe so it fluttered loudly.

About an hour later, Ye Ying reappeared at the riverbank. Her expression was a bit awkward, and her head was lowered.

Seeing Ye Ying like that, Dongfang Qing’s heart sank. Could it be that Ye Guangyu was unwilling to meet their Sect Master?

If so, they’d have to think of another way.

"Ye Ying, did your brother refuse?"

Seeing the always-composed Dongfang Qing showing a rare hint of anxiety on his face, Ye Ying felt secretly pleased and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hehe, just messing with you!"

"Big Brother agreed to meet your Sect Master. The time is set for three days from now."

"I really don’t know what your Sect Master fed you, that you’d work your life away for him so willingly."

Ye Ying was genuinely puzzled.

In her heart, Dongfang Qing was a great hero; she never imagined someone like him would submit himself under another.

"That’s great!"

Now that the matter was settled, the tension on Dongfang Qing’s face gradually relaxed.

He let out a long breath of relief.

Seeing Dongfang Qing so happy, Ye Ying felt a little upset instead, itching to throw a basin of cold water over him.

"Dongfang Qing, what are you so happy about? My brother may have agreed to meet your Sect Master, but that doesn’t mean he’ll help him."

"I must trouble you, Fellow Daoist, to say more good things on behalf of our Sect Master."

Dongfang Qing knew that with the Sect Master personally taking the field, success was certain.

But he was a low‑key person; if he could get Ye Ying to speak for the Sect Master, the chances of success would only increase.

"You want me to speak up for your Sect Master? Says who?"

Ye Ying crossed her arms over her chest, chin slightly raised, her eyes wide as she stared at Dongfang Qing’s handsome face.

As if waiting for a satisfactory answer.

Dongfang Qing blew aside the lock of hair at his temple.

"Before, I only had good looks. But ever since I started following the Sect Master, I’ve become rich as well. The Sect Master is my best brother, and as the saying goes, people flock together by kind. Since I’m this outstanding, then the Sect Master is the same type of person as I am. Don’t you like it when people like me have the wind at their backs?"

"You really can talk... Fine, this young lady will help you this once."

Ye Ying replied with a helpless smile.

Seeing the matter done, Dongfang Qing quickly took his leave.

He returned to Tianyong Mountain to report back to Wang Ye.

"Sect Master, Ye Guangyu has agreed to meet you. The location is at the Green Water River."

Dongfang Qing looked respectfully at Wang Ye, who was sitting in the chair.

Wang Ye was currently studying the Divine Soldier Art. The Divine Soldier Art only had a few hundred characters, but they were extremely difficult to understand.

Even harder was to infer and extend, and apply the Divine Soldier Art flexibly.

Putting down the Divine Soldier Art in his hand, a look of delight appeared on his face.

"Good."

Dongfang Qing then remembered he still had other matters. Lately he had been cultivating a Swordsmanship called the Enlightened Sword Technique.

At present, he had only cultivated the Enlightened Technique to the third layer.

Mastering this Technique allowed one to see through an enemy’s flaws and weaknesses—and also to see one’s own flaws and weaknesses clearly.

Thus, even when facing an opponent stronger than himself, he might still be able to win.

"Sect Master, is there anything else? If not, I’ll take my leave."

"Go."

Wang Ye waved his hand.

Dongfang Qing turned and departed like the wind.

The vast Heaven God Temple was empty and quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Spring sunlight shone in through the windows, leaving scattered spots of light on the floor and walls.

A soft breeze drifted through, carrying a faint scent of orchid.

One cup of tea, one book, one pack of Spirit Smoke to pass the day—at this moment, even Wang Ye was feeling a bit stifled.

He closed the Divine Soldiers Art and, holding it, walked out of the Heaven God Temple.

Just as he stepped out of the room, he felt the warm sunlight wash over him. It really was a fine, bright day.

In the distance, the verdant mountain range shimmered under the scorching sun, wreathed in curling mist. This was the season when heaven and earth’s qi resonated, and all things grew madly.

"Maybe if I take a walk outside, I’ll be able to comprehend the Divine Soldiers Art?"

Wang Ye smiled faintly, then turned into a streak of light and vanished from the Heaven God Temple.

In no time, he arrived at the Ten‑Li Peach Blossom Forest.

Within ten li, all was pink peach blossoms, the fragrance rich and heady, making one feel comfortable all over with a single breath.

The ground was carpeted with petals.

Wang Ye tapped his toes lightly on the ground and soared up, landing on a peach tree branch, his back resting against the tree trunk.

His legs swung in midair, his manner utterly carefree.

Then he reached into the front of his robe, took out the Divine Soldier Art, opened its pages, and focused on the characters within.

The warm sun in the sky was like a Flame Bird slowly flying across the firmament. The sunlight shone on Wang Ye’s face, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

"No one would have thought we’d enter Tianyong Mountain from the Ten‑Li Peach Blossom Mountain, right?"

"Hmph, that Junior Sect Master Wang Ye actually wants to be Leader of the Blackwater Alliance—he really doesn’t know how high the heavens are."

"Exactly. What is Wang Ye worth? Compared to our Senior Sect Master, he’s nothing at all."

"Rumor has it this Wang Ye has some skills—he defeated the Evil God and the Demon Emperor. Killing him won’t be easy. Do either of you have any good ideas?"

Their voices drew nearer and nearer.

Although they were speaking from ten li away, Wang Ye still heard them clearly.

Wang Ye’s brows gradually furrowed.

"I’d like to see what methods these people plan to use against me."