Chapter 32 Part 1
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Chapter 32 Part 1: Bai Lian’s Water Is Very Deep, You Can’t Hold On (1)
The path to find Bai Lian was not a smooth one.
To say that the road ahead was long and treacherous would not be an exaggeration.
As soon as An Lan perceived the anomaly, she abandoned her task at hand and departed.
However, due to the potential breakage of the Thousands of Flowers imprint hidden within Bai Lian’s body, she could only vaguely sense a general direction and was unable to determine Bai Lian’s exact location.
An Lan took considerable time to barely navigate through the perilous path.
But before she could even reach the bottom, disaster struck.
The imprint suddenly shattered, and she completely lost her sense of direction.
At that moment, An Lan was startled and stood there in a daze.
She could not describe her feelings.
It was as if she had been suddenly engulfed by a surging tide, completely bewildered.
What did the broken imprint mean?
It meant Bai Lian’s body had also shattered!
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
An Lan was shaken to her core.
She distinctly remembered that night when Bai Lian, wearing only a thin bathrobe, held her tightly and said:
“Master, don’t worry, I will certainly be fine.”
She had felt at the time that Bai Lian was deceiving her.
Look.
She had guessed correctly after all!
But what use was claiming this victory now?
An Lan would rather consistently lose to Bai Lian, even if it meant losing everything, than face the current outcome.
She clenched her fist, and a vague black qi emanated from her body.
Even the rules of the world were nearly worn out, let alone space itself.
She flew forward like this, dumbfounded.
Tonight, the starry sky was brilliant and the bright moon cast a soft light.
But the road before An Lan’s eyes was a long, dark path that vanished into the distance.
She headed west all the way.
Flew toward the single remaining strand of hope in her heart.
Fly.
Keep flying.
Fly over mountains and seas.
Flying over yesterday and today.
Flying over her own past and Bai Lian’s past.
Flying over the present life and this gradually disappearing world.
Fly fly fly…
After a quarter of an hour.
After half an hour.
After an hour.
An Lan still could not find Bai Lian’s trail.
She no longer held much hope.
This land of the East Divine differed from the other “lower realms.”
It was so vast that even cultivators at the Transmigration Stage could not fully explore its expanse, and even those at the Mahayana Stage could not smoothly fly into the starry sky.
How could she, with her current ability, ever hope to find a traceless person in such a vast place?
Although she understood this, An Lan had no intention of giving up.
She did not lack this amount of time.
Amidst the despair, An Lan found a glimmer of light.
She hovered over a nameless sea.
The seawater surged, shimmering with waves.
She lifted her hand and drew a large mass of water into it, filtering it until finally what floated before her eyes was a cluster of water just enough to fill a small wine glass.
The water was crystal-clear, carrying Bai Lian’s scent.
An Lan touched it with her forefinger, then tasted it.
No mistake!
Her eyes lit up and she felt reborn.
With great anticipation, she searched all around.
Finally, she detected Bai Lian’s scent once again within a hidden secret realm.
“Have these demonic beasts taken advantage of my eldest disciple?”
An Lan gritted her teeth.
She decided to wait until she found Bai Lian before teaching these demonic beasts a lesson.
Moments later, she arrived outside the Lord’s chamber.
Through the wall, Bai Lian’s scent grew even more intense.
Very well, now she would let these ignorant demonic beasts witness the might of a Heavenly Lord.
Bang!
An Lan kicked open the door.
She looked around and became confused.
A woman in unfamiliar attire, but with an extremely familiar body and face, lay face down atop Bai Lian, her bare back exposed.
Boom!
The intense explosion in her mind nearly caused An Lan to drift away.
How dare you, traitor, act behind my back…
Ah.
No, incorrect.
Bai Lian had already lost consciousness.
So this was… um, Qing Luan, yes, Qing Luan attempting to take advantage of someone’s weakness and do something immoral!
Son of a bitch!
Only I can do this.
[Isn’t it only natural for a master to have authority over her disciple?]
What are you doing here, outsider? Why did you come to stir up trouble?
Bai Lian’s domain is not your turbid pool to disturb!
An Lan was so angry she wanted to impale Qing Luan from head to tail with the Heavenly Lord’s Lance right there.
When had the Immortal Heavenly Lord ever suffered such indignity?
Red Dust Heavenly Lord, that one doesn’t count.
In short, An Lan was furious, but considering that Bai Lian and Qing Luan were old acquaintances, if she killed Qing Luan over this matter, wouldn’t she appear petty as a master?
That wouldn’t do.
She had to maintain her authority before Bai Lian.
In a brief moment, An Lan devised a more secure approach.
She had decided.
She would take this opportunity to strike against these outsider women, to make them understand—
Bai Lian’s waters run too deep for them to handle!
Meanwhile, this method could also help Bai Lian face reality.
[You merely fell into a coma, and they wanted to take advantage of your body!]
Traitor.
Remember to keep your eyes sharp. There is a reason these women are called wicked. The outside world is very chaotic, and your master’s place is the safest harbor.
At this thought, An Lan rushed forward and seized Qing Luan’s ear.
Humph. She would take her to meet her master, Elder Xu Tingxue of Yunluo Peak, right now!
She wouldn’t teach her a lesson herself.
She’d have her master come to teach her a lesson!
Ha-ha.
Qing Luan was completely paralyzed, as if An Lan had struck her weakness precisely.
She didn’t realize what was happening until she was pulled to the door.
No, no, she absolutely could not go out now!
Her upper body was almost bare, soft silk ribbons swaying around her waist, and if this tempting image fell into the eyes of other demonic beasts on Mount Sanwei, she would lose all dignity in their eyes!
Actually, this was a secondary matter.
If her master were to discover her actions, how could she face her in the future?
She absolutely could not return to the Duxian sect, and she absolutely could not see her master!
Qing Luan firmly gripped the door handle as An Lan continued to pull hard.
“I was wrong, Master An Lan. I was momentarily confused. Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian was badly injured, and in my haste to help her, I resorted to these unsavory methods to heal her.”
Do you think you can deceive me?!
An Lan wouldn’t believe it.
Come with me, let’s return to the Duxian sect!
One plan failed, so Qing Luan had to devise another.
“I cannot go back, Master An Lan. If I return to the Duxian Sect now, it will surely arouse others’ covetousness and bring disaster upon the sect.”
An Lan furrowed her brow.
Bring disaster?
I consider you to be the greatest disaster!
“With me here… With Bai Lian here, there’s absolutely no need to worry about such things!”
Qing Luan immediately adopted a pitiful and adorable expression.
An Lan approached and asked, “It has been so long since you parted ways with your master, don’t you wish to see her?”
I do.
But not now.
Qing Luan was extremely distressed.
This was too unfortunate.
Although she hadn’t begun anything yet, and hadn’t even touched Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s clothes, let alone her body, why was she suddenly caught red-handed?
Is this fate?
Qing Luan.
How unfortunate your fate is!
(*>﹏<*) "Don't... don't..." Don't? But didn't you really want it just moments ago? An Lan remained unmoved, leaving Qing Luan no choice but to resign herself to her fate; she dared not lay a hand on An Lan, fearing Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian's wrath should she find out. "Master An Lan, please let me put on some clothes first, at least." "Humph. Very well." An Lan released Qing Luan. With her arms crossed confidently, she watched Qing Luan. Although Qing Luan had fully activated her bloodline power after years of cultivation, and her strength had surged, An Lan remained unconcerned about her running away. I, An Lan, am invincible, and striking down wicked women is also my specialty! An Lan's gaze fell upon the Yu Ying Sword mounted on the wall as she stood there. There was a familiar aroma. Da da da. She walked briskly past. Yu Ying trembled. Done, I've been discovered! Do not come over here, Master! In the end, she was caught and taken away. Lying in An Lan's hands, Yu Ying trembled and dared not speak a word. Qing Luan was severely reprimanded even before she could truly act. If Master discovered what she and Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian had done... Then she would definitely be struck across her thigh. [I will break you!] Fortunately, the sword tempering ceremony had ended early. If both she and Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian had been in their prime, they would probably have been arrested on the spot by their master. "Yu Ying?!" "Master..." Yu Ying's voice was so quiet it was almost inaudible. An Lan's face darkened immediately. Well done, the fourth disciple had narrowly avoided detection after transforming into a sword. She was growing angry. Yu Ying was also petrified. "Master..." An Lan interrupted her angrily, "Since you were here, why did you just stand and watch without stopping her?" Yu Ying paused for a moment, realizing that her master had not yet noticed. No. Actually, she should thank Elder Martial Sister Qing Luan.
