Chapter 666: Husband Dislikes Being Schemed Against the Most

Not only did Xin Ying not believe it, but Qing He herself didn’t believe it at first either, yet that was the reality.

Xin Ying felt that her understanding of the world had been overturned again. To advance from a mere Mortal to the Infant Transformation stage in less than ten years—such speed was unheard of. Even the legendary Primordial Gods and Demons likely couldn’t match it.

There could only be one possibility: Reincarnation of some great expert or Immortal!

Then, Yu Xian’s identity required further investigation! Regardless, this Yu Xian was definitely no ordinary person! If they could establish a good relationship with him, it would be an incalculable Opportunity for the entire Fengxue Divine Hall, and even the Snow Domain Country.

Even if they couldn’t get him to personally assist with their advancement, if Hong Die could engage in Dual Cultivation with him just once, given her Aptitude, she could probably break through directly to the Nascent Soul Late Stage, perhaps even aiming to challenge the Infant Transformation realm within a hundred years.

By then, the Snow Domain Country ascending to a fifth-tier Cultivation nation would be within sight, and she herself could finally shed the burden of this Legacy spanning thousands of years.

The more Xin Ying considered it, the more feasible this path seemed. Her eyes unconsciously brightened, as if she could already see the future glory of the Fengxue Divine Hall.

She suppressed the excitement in her heart, and her gaze toward Qing He became tinged with urgency, “Qing He, do you know if your husband… has any other close relations? Or perhaps, would he look upon a Disciple with Hong Die’s talent differently?”

Meeting Xin Ying’s gaze, Qing He instantly understood her Master’s thoughts, and a wave of bitterness washed over her heart. That was her husband, her Opportunity. Yet, her Master actually wanted her to give this Opportunity away to Junior Sister Hong Die.

Heh heh…

She knew Hong Die possessed outstanding Aptitude and was her Master’s pride, but Yu Xian was her husband. How could she tolerate her Master pushing Hong Die toward him as well?

Qing He bit her lip, her expression firm as she shook her head: “Master, Junior Sister has her own Dao path. Why must you insist?”

Seeing Qing He’s resolute attitude, a flash of displeasure crossed Xin Ying’s face, but she quickly concealed it, letting out a light sigh: “Qing He, you don’t understand. This is a matter concerning the rise and fall of the Snow Domain Country. If Hong Die can gain the Senior’s favor, it is also a massive Opportunity for her. You just need to facilitate things between them, no need to say anything more, alright?”

Qing He looked at her Master’s pleading eyes and struggled internally. On one side was the Master who had raised her for many years and the future of the Sect; on the other was her husband. For a moment, she didn’t know how to choose.

“Master, Husband dislikes being schemed against by others the most. If you truly do this, not only will you place Hong Die Junior Sister in peril, but the Fengxue Divine Hall might also invite great disaster because of it.

Qing He knows you care deeply for the Divine Hall, but once certain thoughts take root, they become like a malignant tumor. A slight misstep could lead to eternal damnation.” Qing He did not want her Master to drag the entire Fengxue Divine Hall into eternal damnation due to this desire for quick success.

She understood Yu Xian’s temperament; outwardly calm and gentle, but his bottom line was clearly defined. Once his reverse scale was touched, the consequences would be unimaginable.

No matter how good Hong Die Junior Sister’s Aptitude was, she could not rely on this method to climb higher. That would not only be irresponsible toward Hong Die but also a blasphemy against Yu Xian.

Xin Ying looked at the unyielding determination in Qing He’s eyes, and the spark of hope that had just ignited in her heart seemed to be instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found her throat seemingly blocked by something, unable to utter a single word.

“Forget it, I was overthinking things. How about this: since you are leaving with him, go see your Junior Sister before you go. Let her meet her brother-in-law before you depart. After all, Hong Die is someone you watched grow up.” Xin Ying sighed and said.

Upon hearing this, Qing He couldn’t help but clench her fists tightly, but she eventually let them go.

Her Master seemed to have given up, but in reality, she still wanted Hong Die and Yu Xian to meet, still wanted Hong Die to form a bond with Yu Xian.

Perhaps in her Master’s mind, Hong Die was not only more talented than her but also more beautiful. As long as Yu Xian saw Hong Die, he would surely like her. At that point, since Yu Xian was the one who took a liking to her, it wouldn’t be Master’s arrangement, and she couldn’t blame the Master!

A deep sense of powerlessness surged within Qing He. She hadn’t expected her Master to be so persistent, using even this last moment of parting to scheme.

She looked at Xin Ying’s seemingly calm yet secretly calculating eyes, and felt a chill run through her.

Her years of admiration and following ultimately mattered less in her Master’s eyes than Hong Die’s Aptitude and the illusory rise and fall of the Sect.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness and disappointment in her heart, “Master, Qing He understands.”

Qing He initially didn’t want to agree, but she remembered that the first person Yu Xian wanted to see when he first arrived was Hong Die.

This meant that Yu Xian had intended to look for Hong Die from the beginning, and she was just an accident. Moreover, agreeing to this matter could be considered her final repayment to her Master for raising her over the years.

No matter what, her Master had nurtured her for a time. Even if this nurturing was mixed with too much favoritism and scheming, she could not bring herself to be completely ruthless.

“I knew you were a good child, Qing He. Go on now, don’t keep him waiting too long. You two can go see your Junior Sister afterward.” Xin Ying was very pleased when Qing He agreed.

“Okay.” Although Qing He appeared calm, her tone couldn’t hide her disappointment.

After Qing He and Xin Ying came out, Yu Xian beckoned to Qing He, signaling her to come to his side.

“Husband, let’s go.” Without waiting for Yu Xian to ask, Qing He spoke immediately.

Yu Xian did not try to pry into what Qing He and Xin Ying had discussed. At this moment, since Qing He said it was time to leave, he would not delay. Thus, without even looking back, he took Qing He and vanished from the spot, leaving the Ice Snow Temple.

Although they had left, Yu Xian could clearly sense that Qing He’s emotions were very low.

“Are you reluctant to leave? If you want to come back in the future, you can anytime.” Yu Xian assumed Qing He was sad because she was leaving her Sect.

So, he reached out and gently stroked Qing He’s hair, his tone full of tenderness.

Qing He leaned into Yu Xian’s embrace, feeling the warm energy emanating from him. The grievances and disappointment in her heart gradually subsided a little.

“It’s not reluctance, it’s just that I feel a bit… tired,” she shook her head and murmured.

Yu Xian frowned slightly; Qing He was clearly not telling the truth.

“Qing He, who am I to you?” Yu Xian stopped and looked directly into Qing He’s eyes, asking.

“Husband,” Qing He replied shyly.

“Then whatever you have, you must tell Husband. After leaving the Snow Domain Country, Husband will be your only reliance. If you hide things even from Husband, won’t you have to bear everything alone? Then what use am I as your Husband?” Yu Xian said seriously and gently.

Meeting Yu Xian’s eyes, a wave of emotion surged through Qing He. After some thought, she decided to tell him the truth.

“Master wanted me to take you to see Junior Sister Hong Die, and also wanted Junior Sister to use your Cultivation Technique to raise her cultivation…” Qing He said, tightly gripping her fist.