Chapter 212: Don’t You Trust Your Master?

Inside the main hall of Zilin Holy Land, a woman of exceptional charm sat with her legs together on the Holy Lord’s throne.

As the number one beauty of the Cultivation World a thousand years ago, Jiang Yuerou was different from Jiang Qingshang.

If Jiang Qingshang possessed the icy majesty of a youthful spring…

Then Jiang Yuerou was like a noble lady who had settled through time, exuding composure.

In the main hall, there were fewer old faces and more new ones.

Those missing old faces were basically Fang Jianqiu’s accomplices from the last time, and they had already been purged.

These new faces were the Hall Masters and Peak Masters who had recently been promoted.

During the last purge, Zilin Holy Land had cleared out one Immortal Realm, seven Yupu Realms, and twelve Nascent Soul Realms.

It could be said that a quarter of Zilin Holy Land’s top-tier combat power had vanished instantly.

If it were any other cultivation School, other Sects would have likely taken the opportunity to take a bite out of them.

But from the Hall Masters and Peak Masters down to the minor entry-level Cultivators, no one in Zilin Holy Land was worried about anyone taking advantage of the situation.

Firstly, even with a quarter of its top combat power gone, Zilin Holy Land was still not to be trifled with.

Secondly, it was because Jiang Yuerou and Jiang Qingshang were there.

One was an established powerhouse in the Ascension Realm, and the other was an existence destined to surpass Lin Xun; no Sect would come to seek death while Zilin Holy Land’s top combat power was reduced by a quarter.

“Today’s meeting has several matters. The first is regarding the Great Joy Temple.”

Jiang Yuerou spoke slowly, her voice carrying an innate authority.

“I must demand an explanation from the Great Joy Temple. What do you all think?”

“It must be so!”

As a staunch supporter of the Holy Lord’s faction, Luo Hansan, the Hall Master of Rakshasa Hall, naturally began to flatter her.

“The Great Joy Temple actually colluded with Fang Jianqiu to plot against our Zilin Holy Land, even wanting to use the Saintess as a Cauldron! This is a blatant slap in the face to our Holy Land!”

“Exactly!” The Hall Master of the Sword Hall was so angry his beard bristled. “I can’t take it anymore! Holy Lord, I, Wang Sanpao, request to go to battle! If this grudge isn’t avenged, how can our Zilin Holy Land stand tall in the Qianye Continent!”

Gong Juren nodded. “My Spirit Artifact Hall has already developed various explosive Magical Artifacts. This time, we’ll let those fake monks of the Great Joy Temple experience what the art of explosion is!”

“The Great Joy Temple must pay the price.” Daoist Shu of Book Peak sighed softly. “But it won’t be easy.”

“Indeed.”

Jiang Liuer, the Peak Master of Chess Peak, said thoughtfully.

“The Great Joy Temple dared to plot against our Zilin Holy Land and even tried to strike at Tianji City, Medicine King Valley, Bodhi Holy Land, and other Sects simultaneously. Besides seeking wealth through risk, it means the Great Joy Temple’s strength is also not lacking.”

“As an established Sect, the Great Joy Temple’s Old Ancestor is already in the Late Stage of the Immortal Realm, perhaps even half a step into Ascension.”

“Coupled with their Sect’s Magic Formation, it will be extremely troublesome.”

“Furthermore, the Great Joy Temple has existed for tens of thousands of years, so its foundation is naturally astounding. If we truly want to wipe out the Great Joy Temple, it might not be that simple.”

“Jiang Liuer, what do you mean? Are we supposed to just swallow our pride?” Zhao Xin, the Peak Master of Spear Peak, was very displeased!

“Zhao Xin! Which ear did you hear me say we should swallow our pride?” Jiang Liuer said indignantly. “If a war breaks out between the two Sects, I, Jiang Liuer, will definitely be the first on the battlefield! But this is a Sect that has existed for ten thousand years! Can it be wiped out just like that?”

“I think you’re just a coward!”

“Bah! You old fool, what do you know!”

“You lousy chess player, I’ve been annoyed with you for a long time!”

“Come on, let’s fight!”

“I’m going to blow my top!”

“Enough!” Just as they were about to break into another argument, Jiang Yuerou shouted to stop them.

A sharp Sword Qi spread through the hall, and everyone fell silent, cupping their hands.

“We can set aside the Ten Thousand Demon Sect for now.”

Jiang Yuerou looked at everyone.

“But the Great Joy Temple actually dared to target my Zilin Holy Land this time. This grudge must be settled. In three days, I will head to the Bodhi Holy Land in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Continent to discuss the crusade against the Great Joy Temple.”

“After I leave, Qingshang will continue to act as the Holy Lord. You all must assist her with all your effort.”

“Yes!” everyone responded, cupping their hands.

They had no objections to assisting Jiang Qingshang; after all, she was the future Holy Lord.

However, Jiang Qingshang, standing beside her Master, lowered her eyes slightly.

Actually, if possible, Jiang Qingshang didn’t want her Master to leave.

Because once her Master left, she would have to handle many affairs of the Zilin Holy Land, which meant she would have much less time to spend with her husband.

In Jiang Qingshang’s heart, the Great Joy Temple definitely had to be destroyed, and she would eventually bring about its end.

But Jiang Qingshang wanted to wait until her husband arrived at the Zilin Holy Land and she had settled him in. Then she would enter the Ascension Realm and personally destroy the Great Joy Temple.

“Master, once Qingshang reaches the Ascension Realm, I will go to the Great Joy Temple to challenge them. There’s no need for Master to go through this trouble for Qingshang,” Jiang Qingshang said slowly.

“It’s fine. Your business is my business. Just hearing the name ‘Great Joy Temple’ makes me feel disgusted now.” Jiang Yuerou waved her hand. “Just leave this matter to me.”

“But…”

“What, don’t you trust your Master?”

“It’s not that…”

“Then it’s settled. I’ll go deal with the Great Joy Temple, and Qingshang, you’ll be responsible for overseeing the Zilin Holy Land.”

“Yes.” Since things had reached this point, Jiang Qingshang knew she could no longer refuse.

It doesn’t matter! In another year and a half, when the Rootless Secret Realm opens and she obtains the rootless fruit, as long as she helps her husband develop a Spiritual Root, she will bring him to the Zilin Holy Land.

When that time comes, she can be with her husband forever!

Jiang Yuerou watched as Jiang Qingshang’s clear eyes went from disappointment to flickering with excitement.

Even though Jiang Yuerou had been single since birth for over two thousand years, she had lived for over two thousand years nonetheless.

Jiang Yuerou naturally knew what her Disciple was thinking.

This little girl just wanted her to stay in the Holy Land so she could spend all day being lovey-dovey with that Lin Pei.

But she wouldn’t let her do that.

Besides truly wanting to deal with the Great Joy Temple, Jiang Yuerou had two other objectives.

One was to minimize the time Qingshang spent with Lin Pei as much as possible.

Although she couldn’t explicitly forbid Qingshang from being with Lin Pei, she could prevent them from being together all day, lest she fall too deep!

The second objective was to let Qingshang establish her authority.

After this major purge, the Zilin Holy Land was now incredibly clean, and numerous Disciples had been promoted. This was the time for her to gradually fade into the background and let Qingshang establish her authority.

Until one day when she was truly gone, Qingshang could succeed her naturally and without any obstacles.

“Alright, onto the second matter,”

Jiang Yuerou sighed inwardly. This little girl only had that man in her heart; she probably didn’t realize her Master’s good intentions.

“Regarding Lin Xun, there’s news from Tianji City.”