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Chapter 346: The Hotly Pursued Yin Shengong [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)
Chapter 346: The Hotly Pursued Yin Shengong [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 2)
After all, even his older brother, Second Young Master Feng, often got scolded by his older brother, First Young Master Feng.
Heaven Yin was at least ten years younger, a junior compared to the others.
But Yan Beihan was different.
In the entire Only Righteous Sect headquarters, Yan Beihan was a figure even her own siblings would respectfully avoid! After all, her background was impressive, and her seniority was high. If it came to a real confrontation, even her own older brother would have to bow and call her 'Great-Great-Great...Great-Grandmother'.
And now she was inviting Yin Shengong to dinner? This was highly unusual.
Yue Shao felt that there must be something he didn't know about. If he was unaware, then it must be a significant matter. And if it was important, he couldn't afford to offend anyone—this was a logical and smooth deduction.
Seeing everyone standing in the courtyard, Yue Shao's face also broke into a smile.
The previous arrogance was gone, and he said warmly, "Yin Shengong has a banquet to attend tonight, so let's return and rest. When my second brother comes back, we'll gather again. At that time, we'll have a good drink."
He laughed, turned, and left, his white robe fluttering.
Mounting the red dragon horse, he waved to the crowd who was seeing him off with folded hands, and rode away. On the way, he frowned, deep in thought.
Who exactly was this Yin Shengong?
There must be something he didn't know about.
He turned to his two guards and said, "Go and investigate."
"Yes."
...
The important figures finally left.
Only then did the people in the inn start to breathe.
Everyone, regardless of who they were, looked at Yin Shengong with shock and awe, even with innate reverence. Even the members of the various families had the same expression.
A leader of Yi Xin Jiao was naturally not a big deal.
There were many subordinate sects under the Only Righteous Sect.
But to be summoned by the three Deputy Chief Patriarchs' direct descendants at the same time was unprecedented!
Moreover, Yan Da Xiaojie's people had directly returned the invitation of the Deputy Chief Patriarch's direct descendant to invite Yin Shengong.
What did this mean?
Dongnan Zongchangguan Wu Xiang was infinitely shocked as he looked at his subordinate.
His eyes widened as if seeing something for the first time in his life.
How could I not know that my subordinate was so capable?
At this moment, Yin Shengong tried his best to remain calm, but his mind was in turmoil, like surging waves.
His mind was filled with thunderous thoughts.
He was already confused.
Although Night Demon was said to have some connections with Yan Beihan and Heaven Yin, it certainly wasn't to this extent.
Both of them returned to their rooms in a daze, staring at each other in bewilderment.
"What's going on here?"
Dongnan Zongchangguan Wu Xiang was bursting with curiosity.
"I'm telling you, I really didn't know, Chief Wu..." Yin Shengong still looked bewildered.
Wu Xiang angrily said, "Do you think I'm kidding?"
Yin Shengong thought for a moment and finally lowered his voice, "Chief Wu... This Miss Yan and Heaven Yin are friends that Night Demon made during the Incubation to Immortality Plan. But I really don't know, according to reason, Night Demon doesn't have such a big influence."
Wu Xiang frowned, "Of course, Night Demon doesn't have such a big influence. But how do you explain today's events?"
Yin Shengong scratched his head, "I don't know, Chief Wu... But I will know tonight."
Looking at Yin Shengong's perplexed eyes, Wu Xiang was half-believing and half-doubting.
"Anyway, you'll know tonight. Come to me after that."
Chief Wu Xiang felt he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
He was too curious.
Could it be that one of my subordinates has truly become a dragon?
This is... too unbelievable. Why is all this happening?
...
After Yin Shengong and the others entered, the experts from the aristocratic families began contacting their families urgently.
Some even returned immediately.
This matter was too significant; they had to go back and discuss it.
Yue Shao personally came to inform that Starless wanted to meet Yin Shengong.
Night Cloud personally delivered the invitation, and Heaven Yin wanted to host a banquet for Yin Shengong.
Hong Yi personally delivered the invitation, and Yan Beihan wanted to host a banquet for Yin Shengong.
This involved the three most powerful Deputy Chief Patriarchs' families.
And the people who came were not ordinary.
They could have easily sent someone to notify Yin Shengong to pay a visit, but it was Yue Shao, Night Cloud, and Hong Yi who came personally. What status did these three hold?
Although Night Cloud considered himself a servant of the Heaven Yin family, the phrase 'Midnight to Dawn, Storms Brew' was well-known within the Only Righteous Sect. Who among the Heaven Yin family dared to treat Night Cloud as a servant?
As for Hong Yi, she was personally cultivated by the Deputy Chief Patriarch. Initially a maid, the Deputy Chief Patriarch saw her potential and nurtured her, eventually becoming an unparalleled expert.
She was sent by the Deputy Chief Patriarch to serve as Yan Beihan's bodyguard, with the clear intention of protecting his granddaughter.
Who could be entrusted with such a heavy responsibility and still be considered ordinary?
Many on the Cloud Sword Spectrum were no match for Hong Yi.
Such a person, who would consider her a servant?
With these three personally delivering the invitations, should they still kill Yin Shengong?
This matter required a family meeting to discuss.
...
Hong Yi suggested that Yin Shengong rest.
But Yin Shengong's heart was racing, how could he calm down and rest?
He spent the afternoon in his room, pacing back and forth.
Checking the time.
How was it not yet the hour of the Rooster... after pacing seven or eight hundred times, it still wasn't the hour of the Rooster.
Finally,
The hour of the Rooster arrived.
A red shadow flashed, and Hong Yi descended.
With a bright smile, she said, "Yin Shengong, are you ready? Let's set off."
...
Before Yin Shengong arrived, he was still in a dilemma.
What gift should he bring? It's not like he could just show up empty-handed.
But after some thought, I came to terms with it.
What could I possibly offer?
What would they find precious?
So, I bought some clean and beautiful-looking spirit fruits from the street and went with Aunt Hong.
Wu Xiang, the Southeast Chief Administrator, watched from the window as Yin Shengong followed Aunt Hong, his face filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
I wanted to go too.
But they didn't invite me, not even a glance.
Aunt Hong looked at the spirit fruits in Yin Shengong's hands, her eyes filled with meaning.
As they walked, they chatted casually, "Yin Jiaozhu, how is the situation in the southeast?"
"It's urgent. The circumstances are far more difficult than they were a few years ago."
Yin Shengong sighed, "I don't know why, but for the past year or two, all the big shots have been focusing on the southeast. The southeast is like a chessboard, with hidden tides; it's not even our territory. Ever since Guardian Supreme Military Advisor Dong Fang shifted his attention to the southeast, the region has been in constant turmoil. Almost every day, something happens."
Yin Shengong showed signs of fatigue, "It's overwhelming... I'm talking about the constant issues our sect faces there."
Aunt Hong smiled, "It's only natural for things to happen where Dong Fang's gaze falls. But what's the specific situation?"
Yin Shengong pondered, "To be specific, let's take an example. Our sects have been operating in the southeast for at least hundreds of years. Some of our branches in various continents are deeply rooted, and over the years, they've been extremely well-hidden."
"But in the past half a year or so, many of them have been exposed and eliminated. This is something that hasn't happened in decades, or even centuries."
Aunt Hong nodded slowly, "That's indeed a precise observation. Usually, branches that can remain hidden for so long must have their own means of self-preservation and perfect disguises... For them to be exposed one after another in such a short time is indeed unusual."
Yin Shengong smiled bitterly, "Yes. And as you know, Aunt Hong, it's highly unlikely for our Only Righteous Sect to have traitors. In other words, they were mostly eliminated by external forces... This is truly terrifying."
Aunt Hong nodded, "Facing Dong Fang's plans, it seems like you're just unlucky. Who in the entire Only Righteous Sect hasn't suffered at his hands?"
"And sometimes, even knowing it's a loss, we have to keep taking it..."
Aunt Hong also sighed.
She remembered the frustration of Deputy Sect Master Yan whenever he mentioned Dong Fang Sansan.
Every time Dong Fang Sansan schemed against Yan Nan, he would have that expression, and sometimes, even when he clearly guessed Dong Fang Sansan's intentions, he would still follow her lead.
Because she would make you realize that any other approach would be a disadvantage.
Unfortunately, Deputy Sect Master Yan, who was in charge of sect affairs, was the one most often schemed against by Dong Fang Sansan.
This led to Deputy Sect Master Yan developing a habit: whenever he heard the name Dong Fang Sansan, he would start to suspect everything.
Just like a few days ago, when Dong Fang Sansan sent that letter, Deputy Sect Master Yan held several meetings...
Whenever they talked about Dong Fang Sansan, whether it was the Guardians or the Only Righteous Sect members, they all felt they had a lot to say, as if they had found a common topic.
They chatted all the way to the entrance of Feifeng Lou.
Yan Beihan was in her room, reading a book.
Messages kept coming through the communication jade from Aunt Hong.
These messages were the conclusions drawn from her conversation with Yin Shengong.
"Yin Shengong has some cunning and is quite sharp. But he's a bit timid."
"This person is a bit selfish."
"He's not one for advancement. When faced with difficulties, his instinct is to retreat and protect himself rather than forge ahead."
"He does have some ability and depth."
"His strategic vision is average. He has the ambition to expand but lacks the courage and determination. He's content with maintaining the status quo but also feels unfulfilled. He's not ready to move up, and staying in his current position is too comfortable."
"..."
Message after message arrived.
Yan Beihan read them one by one.
Yin Shengong hadn't arrived yet, but she had already analyzed him thoroughly.
On her beautiful face, a faint smile appeared.
She muttered to herself, "A master like this actually taught a disciple like Ye Meng, who is lawless and unruly. What a strange pair."
Then she said, "Grandfather, you don't need to come. It's too much of an honor for him to have you come and drink with Yin Shengong."
Beside her, an old man who seemed almost invisible was Yan Nan, who smiled faintly and said, "It's no trouble. His disciple is so important to Dong Fang Sansan that she's plotting to kill him. It's only right for me to understand the situation. Ye Meng's ability to hide from the entire sect is also impressive. These things can't be asked in public at the pavilion. Even if you didn't invite him, I would still want to ask him questions privately. Be careful not to expose yourself. I'll try to see if he can figure out my identity."
Yan Beihan huffed, "You want me to act with you again."
Yan Nan laughed heartily.
Aunt Hong's voice sounded from outside, "Miss, Yin Shengong has arrived."
Yan Beihan said calmly, "Please come in."
The door opened.
Aunt Hong stood at the door, "Yin Shengong, please."
Yin Shengong hurriedly declined, "I dare not, I dare not..."
He looked inside the room.
It was a grand hall, shimmering with gold and jade, capable of accommodating over two hundred people for a meal, yet only a single table was placed there.
All around were rare and exotic flowers and plants, each pot protected by a small spirit array.
Above were crystals, and in the center of the ceiling hung a massive moonstone.
The arrays reflected and refracted the light, creating a brilliant display.
Even in the depths of night, this room was bright as day, with every ray of light shining.
The floor was covered with the snow-white pelts of ninth-level spirit beasts, perfectly smooth.
In the distance, there was a zither platform.
Outside, there was also a large terrace.
It seemed that a room for rest had been partitioned off to one side.
A table and four chairs.
Inside the room, there were four people, one of whom was undoubtedly the peerlessly beautiful and enchanting Yan Beihan, a fairy-like figure with a natural grace. Accompanying her was an old man with white hair and beard.
Yan Beihan was comfortably seated in a chair covered in white fur, while the old man sat on a hard wooden chair, holding a book and reading.
In addition, there were two maids in white, attending to them with utmost care.
On the zither platform, an incense burner was lit, emitting a fragrant scent.
The entire room was filled with a refreshing aroma that calmed the mind.
However, this room alone made Yin Shengong feel like a country bumpkin entering the city.
The room appeared simple, but its luxuriousness far exceeded the imagination of most people.
Yin Shengong hesitated at the doorway.
He had a feeling that his entrance would disturb the tranquility of the room.
Yan Beihan, seated on the chair, seemed to realize this belatedly, yet she naturally raised her eyes and smiled.
Her smile was like a hundred flowers blooming at once.
"Yinjiao Zhu has arrived, please come in. You are a rare guest," Yan Beihan said with a faint smile.
Although she spoke at eye level with Yin Shengong, it was as if a celestial fairy was inviting a mortal, yet it didn't give off even a hint of arrogance.
Instead, it exuded an air of approachable nobility.
"Thank you, Madam Yan. Yin Shengong is deeply honored," Yin Shengong expressed his gratitude.
He had seen Yan Beihan during the Incubation to Immortality Plan, but at that time, although he felt that Yan Beihan was high and mighty, it wasn't as direct as it was today.
Now, in front of Yan Beihan, he genuinely felt his own insignificance.
Hong Yi spoke from the side, "This room in Feifeng Lou is exclusively for Miss Yan. Aside from Miss Yan occasionally coming here for meals, it is never open to anyone else."
She smiled slightly, "Yinjiao Zhu is the first guest to enter this room in two years."
Yin Shengong became more apprehensive, "Madam Yan is too... gracious to me."
Yan Beihan smiled faintly, "Please, come in and take a seat."
Only then did Yin Shengong enter, placing the spiritual fruit in his hand on the table, and said with embarrassment, "Madam Yan, I have nothing of value..."
"It's fine," Yan Beihan smiled.
Then, she stood up from her chair.
The two maids quickly pulled out a chair for her.
Yan Beihan was dressed in a light purple fur cloak with a white leader, concealing her figure entirely as she sat at the dining table.
She said calmly, "Yinjiao Zhu, this is my aunt, Hong Yi, whom you've already met. Additionally, there's an elder here. You can address him as Yan Lao."
As she spoke, she glanced at the white-bearded old man.
The old man chuckled and said, "Today, I heard that Yinjiao Zhu was coming, and since I had some free time, I decided to accompany the guest."
Yin Shengong respectfully said, "Greetings, Senior."
Although he didn't know the old man's identity, Yan Beihan's introduction made it clear that she didn't intend to explain further.
However, it was undoubtedly a prominent figure.
Ordinary people wouldn't be invited to Yan Beihan's banquet. Yin Shengong became even more cautious.
Yan Beihan and the white-bearded elder, Yan Lao, sat in the main seats.
Yin Shengong took the guest seat.
Hong Yi sat in the attendant's seat.
The two white-clad girls began to prepare tea.
As the aroma of tea rose, the fragrance of the dishes also filled the air.
The door opened.
A group of girls in white carried dishes and arranged them neatly outside. After receiving permission, they respectfully brought the dishes inside.
One by one, thirty-six dishes were placed on the table.
The table, which didn't seem large, somehow accommodated all thirty-six dishes without appearing crowded.
Yin Shengong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
This unassuming table turned out to be a spatial folding treasure! Such a precious item was used as a table...
Soon, several jars of wine were brought in.
Yan Beihan smiled and said, "This is our sect's Zuixian Jiu, and it's a 1,500-year-old vintage. Yin Shengong, feel free to indulge tonight without any worries."
She smiled faintly, her tone casual, but it was as if she had given the most secure promise.
Yin Shengong was at a loss for words.
He felt the room's atmosphere was overwhelmingly powerful.
For a moment, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
Yan Beihan, with warmth and restraint, invited everyone to start eating.
Yin Shengong noticed that for every dish he tasted, the other three wouldn't touch it at all.
So, he tactfully ate only the one or two dishes in front of him.
His heart was tense, but he had to maintain a smile and lively conversation.
This was a first-time experience for him.
As the four ate and drank, they chatted about various anecdotes from the Jianghu.
Yin Shengong occasionally spoke, but mostly listened with a respectful smile.
He knew that the real conversation was yet to come.
After three rounds of wine.
Yan Beihan smiled and said, "You are the first leader of a subordinate sect that I've invited."
Yin Shengong immediately understood that the real conversation was about to begin.
He became even more cautious and said, "I am deeply honored."
Yan Beihan said calmly, "Do you know why I invited you today?"
This was also the most perplexing thing for Yin Shengong. Upon hearing this, he said, "This is also the most perplexing thing for me. Madam Yan, could you please clarify my doubts?"
Yan Beihan's bright eyes sparkled as she smiled, "Your good disciple begged me. She pleaded with me to protect you."
(End of Chapter)
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