PDLP Chapter 253 He may not know how to write the word "get lost," but he can recognize the wor
Chapter 253 He may not know how to write the word "get lost," but he can recognize the wor
The atmosphere near the plum grove was extremely tense.
The two elders, Merlin and Protector Jin, faced off, neither willing to back down.
The onlookers knew they shouldn't linger there and, valuing their own lives, hurriedly left. But one person remained quietly in place—that was Chu Lengyu.
The Golden Protector noticed her; at first glance, he was amazed by her beauty, and the more he looked at her, the happier he became.
He had no idea when such a stunningly beautiful woman had appeared in Wushan.
Since joining the Hundred Flowers Palace, there has been no woman he cannot touch, so Protector Jin is naturally arrogant.
Before he could speak, the beauty coldly said, "Get lost."
Even though she hadn't done anything, her cold and imposing aura startled Protector Jin, making the hairs on his body stand on end and involuntarily giving rise to the thought of retreating.
Just like an ordinary person facing a tiger or leopard, instinctively feeling fear.
He was at the Innate Realm, but his life had always been smooth sailing. He never had to fight with anyone and had never experienced anything like this before. Not only did he not realize the seriousness of the situation, he also found it quite exciting.
Therefore, Protector Jin did not back down. Instead, a playful smile appeared on his lips as he said flippantly, "No woman has ever been so cold to me. I've only ever heard the word 'get out' in bed."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Chrysanthemum Clan disciples behind him burst into unrestrained laughter.
Old Man Meilin was worried for them, and admired that they dared to mess with anyone.
In the past, to save face for Wushan and to maintain the relationship between the four lineages, he might have put up with the pressure and tried to plead on behalf of these Chrysanthemum Lineage disciples.
But now, he was filled with hatred and only wanted to see them die.
Chu Lengyu was speechless for a moment.
She came to Wushan to investigate and recruit them, not to go on a killing spree.
However, such people clearly do not fall into the category of those to be recruited.
Seeing her silence, the Golden Protector mistakenly assumed it was because the beauty was shy, and became even more smug.
He laughed again, and as he approached, he invited, "Beauty, why not come back to the Hundred Flowers Palace with me and ascend to paradise together? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
However, what greeted him was a palm print several meters high filled with spiritual energy, as if a mountain were pressing down on him.
Jin Hufa's first reaction was to be stunned.
The palm print did not slow down because he was stunned. In the next instant, it struck his body and continued to push him across like a plow.
A dozen or so Chrysanthemum Clan disciples cried out in alarm and tried to dodge, but the moment they were touched by the palm print, they were crushed into the ground and fell silent.
Chu Lengyu frowned and muttered, "So dirty."
It's unclear whether they're referring to people or to the filthy blood on the ground.
Just as the old man Merlin was about to speak, he saw her raise her hand again. Suddenly, the clouds in the calm sky in the distance tore apart, and a giant white hand made of clouds pressed down.
Below, in the Hundred Flowers Palace, some people looked up and saw the giant hand, immediately exclaiming in alarm and screaming as they fled.
However, the giant cloud hand, though seemingly slow, was actually incredibly fast. It fell down with unparalleled power.
The golden Palace of a Hundred Flowers appeared small and fragile in the face of this giant hand.
It let out a mournful cry of unbearable burden, and with a slap from the giant hand, it was instantly reduced to ruins.
All those exquisite buildings and magnificent decorations vanished in an instant, leaving only a scene of devastation.
Although the old man Merlin could not see the tragic state of the Hundred Flowers Palace, he was already filled with shock and awe upon seeing the giant hand in the clouds.
This is Chu Lengyu's display of strength, and also her punishment of the Chrysanthemum Vein.
He gave Chu Lengyu a deep look, secretly glad that he had recognized her identity first and had not acted rashly.
Chu Lengyu withdrew her hand, turned her gaze to Elder Meilin, and asked, "Who will be hosting this year's Mist Mountain Tea Party?"
He barely managed to control his expression and replied, "The Peak Master is in seclusion, and Elder Zhu is dead. This year, Madam Lan will be hosting the tea party."
"Could we hold the meeting earlier?" she asked again.
Old Man Merlin looked slightly troubled, but quickly said, "There is precedent for holding the meeting ahead of schedule. I think Madam Lan can handle it."
He knew that Chu Lengyu must have her reasons and purposes for making such a request. Moreover, given her power, Madam Lan wouldn't refuse if she wanted to hold the tea party ahead of schedule.
"Then let's move it to tomorrow," Chu Lengyu said casually, as if it were a trivial matter.
Old Man Meilin nodded, sensing that the landscape of Fog Mountain would undergo a dramatic change because of her arrival.
Chu Lengyu glanced at the six people who were still immersed in the illusion, pointed a finger, and protected their minds so that they could safely wake up from the illusion.
Old Man Merlin sighed and thanked Chu Lengyu, saying, "Thank you for your help, Grand Preceptor."
"It was nothing," Chu Lengyu said, not caring at all.
He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "I wonder what the relationship is between that young lady and the Imperial Advisor?"
"We just met by chance." She said indifferently, "You don't need to consider my feelings if you want to take someone as your disciple. However, Xiao Qi is actually quite outstanding in the way of the soul. So far, I have only seen one child like her."
Although Yi Xiaoqi has some talent, it is far from enough for her to cultivate, so Chu Lengyu just brought her here to let her try her luck.
If the old man Merlin is willing to take her as his apprentice, that would be the best; if not, then so be it.
As for those who truly possess the aptitude for cultivating immortality, it is likely that only by leveraging the power of the Great Xia Dynasty and conducting a nationwide selection process can we possibly find even one.
However, she takes a laissez-faire approach to this matter; it doesn't matter whether she has it or not.
After hearing her words, the old man Merlin wondered what exactly a talent of divine soul was that she would specifically bring up. He couldn't find the answer to this question, so he had no choice but to ask.
Chu Lengyu took out a mirror from her storage bag and handed it to him: "This is called the Divine Mirror. You will know once you look into it."
Old Man Merlin looked curiously into the mirror, its surface rippling like water, vaguely reflecting his image.
However, upon closer inspection, he discovered that the mirror reflected more than just his appearance.
Inside his body, there was another identical version of himself, emitting a faint white light, with a noticeable dark patch on his body, as if he had suffered a severe and irreparable injury.
Chu Lengyu pointed out, "Humans have souls, but they are very small and fragile. Only when you achieve success in your cultivation and your soul becomes stronger can you reveal a clearer outline."
After hearing the explanation, the old man Meilin was filled with astonishment.
He took the mirror and looked at the six people one by one, and found that the outlines of their souls were all different, some were blurry and some were slightly clearer.
However, when he looked at Yi Xiaoqi, he was surprised to find that Yi Xiaoqi's soul outline was the clearest, even comparable to his own.