Chapter 150: Obsession – The Kidnapped Nalan Jing, Reunion of Master and Apprentice
Seeing that Nalan Jing had seen through his tricks, Wu Li immediately put on a smiling face and said.
“The Holy Master is indeed the Holy Master, observing everything minutely.”
“The Seventy-two Wolf Smokes and the Purple House Sacred Ground are actually one family. This time, it was truly a case of knocking down the Dragon King’s temple with a flood.”
“I beg your pardon here in front of you. How about I personally send you back another day?”
“No!”
Nalan Jing flatly refused Wu Li’s proposal.
Wu Li: ??
“Why not?”
“Everyone in the Central Courtyard knows I was kidnapped by you. If I go back now without any ransom being paid…”
“At that point, others will think that the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes were not after money but after my chastity. Do I still have a reputation to maintain?”
“Can’t the Purple House Sacred Ground pay the ransom for you?”
“I can’t. The Purple House Sacred Ground is no longer under my control.”
“Then why don’t you go back now and bring the ransom later?”
“I won’t go back without paying the ransom.”
Wu Li: “…”
Why do I feel like you’re sticking to me?
Facing Nalan Jing’s stubborn attitude, Wu Li was getting increasingly anxious.
“What’s going on with the Purple House Sacred Ground?!”
“When one of their own is kidnapped, aren’t they at all worried?”
“You should ask Chen Changsheng about this. He is now the head of the Purple House Sacred Ground. Without his approval, no one else would dare to act.”
Hearing this, Wu Li almost cursed out loud.
“I’m really fed up. Why did Mr. send you, this troublesome person, over.”
“What did you call Chen Changsheng?”
Nalan Jing narrowed her eyes slightly.
“Whoosh!”
The emotions on Wu Li’s face suddenly froze, and a cold murderous intent filled the room.
“You shouldn’t have asked. Now you really can’t go back.”
“Since you like it here so much, then stay here well and good, nowhere else!”
With that, Wu Li turned and left the room, the powerful restriction once again enveloping the wooden house.
Watching Wu Li leave, Nalan Jing’s lips curled upward slightly.
Playing with the uniquely embroidered pillow in her hand, Nalan Jing murmured, “A man who is upright, not infatuated with beauty, doing things coarsely yet meticulously, he’s quite a decent man.”
“But I seem to have discovered a little secret. Looks like I can’t go out and play for a while!”
With that, Nalan Jing lay down on Wu Li’s bed and began to sleep.
Now that her cultivation was sealed and her movements restricted, she could only pass the time by sleeping.
…
Time passed slowly, and Ziling and Sun Huaiyu were locked in endless combat.
“Tiger Cavalry” and “Shadow” were remembered by people as they were involved in one massacre after another.
At the same time, during this period, the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes frequently sent kidnapping letters.
The first time, the Purple House Sacred Ground was relatively nervous, and Chen Changsheng even replied with a letter.
But by the second time, Chen Changsheng didn’t even bother to reply.
After the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes sent over ten kidnapping letters, the Grand Elder finally went to “Sea of Learning” himself and talked with Chen Changsheng for an hour.
An hour later, the Grand Elder came out of “Sea of Learning.”
And… the Purple House Sacred Ground remained unchanged.
Letters continued to be received, but asking for ransom was out of the question.
Facing such a calm attitude, the ransom from the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes kept dropping.
By the third month, Nalan Jing was simply returned.
Yes, returned unharmed.
When Nalan Jing returned, the Purple House Sacred Ground was naturally overjoyed, and even the always secluded Third Elder personally came out to welcome her.
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“Your Holiness, you’ve suffered!”
Lin Kaishan’s expression was agitated, and the heavy stone in the hearts of the Purple House disciples finally fell.
Chen Changsheng indeed hadn’t harmed the Holy Master. If the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes had harmed the Holy Master, everyone would have lost their Holy Son.
“Third Elder, there’s no need to worry, I’m fine.”
Nalan Jing responded absentmindedly and then looked around the crowd.
Soon, the person she had been looking for appeared.
Chen Changsheng, who hadn’t shown up for three months, came directly to Nalan Jing’s side and whispered something.
Gradually, the light in Nalan Jing’s eyes brightened again.
“Would this be enough to find him?”
“Don’t worry, no one knows the hiding techniques of the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes better than I do.”
“Alright, I’ll go first.”
Without any hesitation, Nalan Jing flew away amidst the astonished gazes of everyone present.
Looking at where the Holy Master had disappeared and at the calm Holy Son, everyone was speechless.
Everyone: “…”
I think I understand something now.
“The Holy Master was kidnapped by the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes. The Purple House Sacred Ground and the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes are mortal enemies.”
“From today onwards, no one in the Purple House Sacred Ground shall have contact with anyone from the Seventy-two Wolf Smokes.”
After saying these dry words, Chen Changsheng left.
The “minor incident” ended, and the Purple House Sacred Ground returned to its original state.
A month later, Nalan Jing was thrown back again.
This time, however, no one from the Purple House Sacred Ground came out to welcome her, and just as everyone expected, Nalan Jing was kidnapped again.
One month, two months, three months…
The intervals between Nalan Jing being returned became longer and longer.
A year later, Nalan Jing came back again.
This time, however, Nalan Jing was accompanied by a man, although no one introduced him.
But everyone in the Central Courtyard knew who he was because the “kidnapping incident” by the Purple House Sacred Ground lasted for a whole year!
Under such circumstances, if one still couldn’t guess what the Purple House Sacred Ground was up to, one might as well throw away their brains.
After Nalan Jing returned to the Purple House Sacred Ground, some major events happened, but they caused no big stir.
Wu Li took over as the new Holy Master, and a team called the Seventy-two Earth Fiends was added to the Purple House Sacred Ground.
There was no obstruction or questioning during the entire process, both internally and externally, without any dissenting voices.
In the eyes of most people, they thought Wu Li was lucky, as no sacred ground had ever smoothly completed such a transition of power before.
But as the “lucky one,” Wu Li knew.
He could take over so smoothly not because of his good luck, but because someone had cleared the obstacles for him.
…
Sea of Learning.
Stepping into the boundless sea of books, Wu Li saw that familiar figure again.
Looking at this figure, Wu Li, who could face life and d*ath without flinching, shed tears at this moment.
“It’s time to settle down. Stop playing childish games.”
“I set up an array formation here, no one can probe it.”
“Teacher!”
Wu Li choked out a sob, and afterwards, all his words turned into tears in his eyes.
At this moment, Wu Li was like a child who had just achieved success.
Facing his father, who had always silently supported him, he could only express his emotions with tears.
The emotions contained in these tears could not be described even if one exhausted all the words in the world.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng stood up from the pile of books and wiped the tears off Wu Li’s face.
“Why are you crying? Your achievements today are due to your own abilities. I merely gave you a push.”
“I’ve already built the stage for you. It’s up to you to perform now.”
