“Clearly, even though Third Senior Sister is back, the dining table is even lonelier than before.”
Huang Doudou let out a satisfied burp, patted her stomach, and shared her feelings.
In front of them sat a lavish spread of food, yet only four people were there to enjoy it.
It was indeed a bit quiet.
Regarding the confinement of Su Cheng and Ye Qingluan, neither Huang Doudou nor Chi Ming asked any questions.
They knew those two must have simply made some minor mistakes; otherwise, Yu Yi wouldn’t be eating with such calm composure.
Since those two were in confinement, why was Yun Qianxue not present?
“Ling’er, why hasn’t Qian Xue returned yet?”
Yu Yi asked Blue Ling’er.
“This disciple does not know either,”
Blue Ling’er replied.
After Yun Qianxue joined Among the Colorful Clouds, she became closest with Blue Ling’er.
To avoid disturbing Yu Yi, Qian Xue would usually report minor matters to Blue Ling’er instead of the Master.
For instance, before this meal, Qian Xue had told Blue Ling’er that she wanted to head down the mountain to the city.
She had even told Ling’er not to wait for her and to start the meal as soon as everyone else was gathered.
Now that the meal was over, Qian Xue still had not returned.
This naturally caused Yu Yi some concern.
“I will go into the city to look for her,”
Yu Yi said, preparing to stand.
“Master, why not leave such a thing to this disciple? She isn’t the Little Junior Sister, so she won’t be running off aimlessly.”
Huang Doudou proactively volunteered.
When it came to finding people, she had always been quite capable.
“I…”
Chi Ming’s face turned beet red.
She struggled to find a rebuttal for a long time and could only support her forehead, silently accepting the criticism.
After all, she really had “run off aimlessly” before, causing Yu Yi a great deal of trouble.
She still felt guilty about it.
Although Huang Doudou acted as if it were a simple task, Yu Yi was still somewhat uneasy since Doudou didn’t know the specifics of Yun Qianxue’s situation.
However, in the very next second, a series of crisp footsteps echoed from outside.
Yun Qianxue appeared before everyone’s eyes.
It looked as though she had run all the way back; sweat beaded on her forehead and her breathing was rapid, yet she maintained a dignified posture, never losing her poise as a young miss.
“Big Sister! Something terrible has happened!!”
Yun Qianxue held a bundle of scrolls high in her hand and cried out to Yu Yi.
“What is the matter? Why such a panic?”
Yu Yi asked.
“You will know once you see this!”
Yun Qianxue hurriedly handed over the scrolls.
“Is this the Yan Yun Chronicle? It seems something major truly has happened.”
Blue Ling’er took the scrolls on Yu Yi’s behalf and murmured to herself.
What was the Yan Yun Chronicle?
It was an important publication drafted by the capital’s premier intelligence agency—the Tianji Pavilion.
Stamped with the imperial seal of Great Yan, it was distributed to every province and county within the Great Yan Territory.
The publication of the Yan Yun Chronicle followed no fixed schedule.
It was usually only produced and circulated after significant events occurred, with the goal of ensuring all the common people under heaven knew what major happenings had taken place on the land they stood upon.
Regarding this scroll that recorded major events, Yu Yi recalled some memories and discovered a very interesting phenomenon.
Every time the Yan Yun Chronicle was released, the name “Lady Demon Yu Yi Jue” would always appear at the very top.
Whether it was the Sect Master of a Famous Sect successfully breaking through their seclusion, the passing of a Divine Being, or other Demonic Sects preparing to bring calamity to the world—all such events would be overshadowed by the resounding name of “Lady Demon Yu Yi Jue.”
‘The original host really knew how to steal the headlines in every way possible,’
Yu Yi thought.
‘I wonder how it will be this time.’
“Read it,”
Yu Yi commanded Blue Ling’er.
Blue Ling’er nodded.
She summarized the major events recorded on the scroll and read slowly:
“The Demoness of Among the Colorful Clouds plotted to murder the Sword Emperor and stole the Everlasting Tribulation Sword. The world is in danger of falling into chaos… This is simply absolute nonsense!”
No one expected such an “explosive” event to appear right at the start.
“Exactly! I was so angry when I first saw this!”
Yun Qianxue chimed in, equally incensed.
This scroll was exactly what she had torn down from the bulletin board in Mingyue City to bring back to Among the Colorful Clouds.
“Thankfully, the people in Mingyue City don’t believe this at all.”
Yu Yi seemed to have grown accustomed to this, speaking with an air of indifference.
“Continue reading.”
“Below are calls to action from the leaders of several Heaven-tier forces, addressed to all Righteous cultivators under heaven.”
“They believe that Among the Colorful Clouds should not be easily provoked in the short term. They suggest it is best to let the Demonic Cultivators, who also covet the Everlasting Tribulation Sword, engage in internal strife with Among the Colorful Clouds first. Hmph, they actually used the term ‘internal strife,’ as if we were in league with those Demonic Sects.”
“Even though those Heaven-tier forces issued a call to action, they did not reveal their identities or which sects they come from. They are likely afraid of our retaliation. They’re nothing but a bunch of shrinking turtles!”
Blue Ling’er grew more furious as she read, her tone nearly reaching its breaking point.
“Third Senior Sister took the Everlasting Tribulation Sword with the determination to maintain peace in the world, yet those people outside have started slandering us out of thin air again!”
Chi Ming’s sword, Ting Xin, was not drawn and thus could not absorb her fury.
Consequently, her temper flared, and the chopsticks in her hand were instantly crushed into fine powder.
“You cannot blame them,”
Yu Yi sighed helplessly.
“When those people learned that my cultivation had made a Breakthrough and my body suffered a backlash, every one of them was incredibly arrogant and wild. Now that the Everlasting Tribulation Sword has fallen into Among the Colorful Clouds, they have naturally shown their true colors and feel Fear toward me once again.”
“A good reputation cannot be earned overnight. This sort of thing cannot be rushed,”
Yu Yi continued.
“Since those Righteous Faction forces dare not provoke Among the Colorful Clouds for the time being, we should cherish this moment of peace.”
“But Master, even if those Righteous forces have tucked their tails between their legs, wouldn’t those Demonic Cultivators who repeatedly sneaked into the palace to assassinate the Sword Emperor be targeting us soon?”
Huang Doudou asked.
Yu Yi tapped her on her small head.
“Why bring up such an unpleasant topic?”
Aside from the Ghost Shadow Sect and the Yinfeng Cult, Yu Yi had not yet had a direct confrontation with other Demonic Sects.
Now that Among the Colorful Clouds held the Everlasting Tribulation Sword, they had to be properly prepared.
Yu Yi was not panicking.
The present was different from the past.
Although two disciples had yet to be recalled, Among the Colorful Clouds was now “strong and well-manned.”
The disciples by her side were all absolute powerhouses; she wasn’t afraid of being unable to handle the other Demonic Sects.
Of course, not panicking didn’t mean they could afford to be careless.
As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will be ever-victorious.
Yu Yi still hoped to clearly know which Demonic Path forces posed the greatest threat at this stage.
Just as Yu Yi was about to instruct Huang Doudou to draft a list, Blue Ling’er spoke up again.
“Master, there is more content below.”
“Keep reading.”
“The Fengqing Sect launched an all-out attack and wiped out the veteran Demonic Sect, the Mosha Sect, in one fell swoop. The Child of the Wind God fought bravely in this battle, slaying both the First Seat and the Second Seat of the Mosha Sect. They have rendered great service and their fame has spread far and wide!”
“The Mosha Sect was not easy to deal with. If we used the Righteous Path’s system for grading power, they would be equal to two or three Heaven-tier forces! Fourth Senior Sister is truly amazing!”
Huang Doudou exclaimed.
Yu Yi’s eyebrows twitched at the news.
The Mosha Sect—what a familiar name.
Their presence could be found in almost any story; they were synonymous with being powerful “experience fodder.”
Yu Yi had originally thought she might test her strength against them in the future.
She never expected that the Fourth Senior Sister would have already wiped them out.