Chapter 31: Sorry, you are not dumb.

Chapter 31: Sorry, you are not dumb.At the same time in Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace's main hall, a major event happened.

"Yuechan, I can overlook you breaking the sect rules, but you need to end your relationship with that man!" Gong Yuxian, the Palace Mistress, shouted at her disciple.

She appeared to be about thirty, with flawless, smooth white skin that showed no signs of aging. Her expression was cold and stern as if everyone in the world owed her something. Her figure was exceptionally curvaceous, with a slim waist and ample breasts that strained against her robe, threatening to burst at any moment. Her peachy, rounded juicy ass was enticing, causing her curves to sway with each step, making her both alluring and provocative.

"Why? Wuji helped us eliminate all the side effects from the Frozen Cloud Arts and make it five times stronger! This contribution is enough to surpass all our ancestors's efforts combined!" Chu Yuechan stood her ground and asked, "Why can't you make an exception this time?"

"These are sect's rules that have been passed down for thousands of years, I can't break them," Gong Yuxian replied firmly. "Besides, who knows what his true intentions are in approaching you? He might have hidden motives regarding our sect."

She understood the value of the improved arts, but she couldn't accept that her adoptive daughter was in a relationship with a man.

Deep down, she felt a mix of envy and jealousy, seeing how her daughter was brave enough to break the rules for love, something Gong Yuxian couldn't bring herself to do.

This brought her back to 80 years ago when she first met that man. With him, she felt happiness she had never experienced before in the Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace. But unlike Chu Yuechan, she wasn't brave enough to pursue it. She stepped back from the relationship, breaking all ties with him, and they never saw each other again.

"Master, excuse me for being rude, but honestly, you've elevated my definition of ignorance," Chu Yuechan said with a frown, not holding back. Perhaps, spending too much time with Yun Wuji had made her pick up some of his provocative way of talking. "With Wuji's strength, he doesn't need to resort to schemes; he could crush our sect directly."

"I've seen him literally slap Tyrant Profound Realm beasts to death. Do you really think someone with his strength would bother scheming against us?" Chu Yuechan tried to reason with her master.

"Yuechan! How dare you speak to me like that?" Her master shouted, her cold face twisted in anger. "I raised you and taught you how to cultivate. Not only did you risk destroying our sect's thousand-year reputation, but you also showed no respect for me, your master!?"

"I didn't mean to disrespect you, master," Chu Yuechan was surprised by her master's outburst and lowered her head. She realized her words might have been too harsh. "Sorry, master, you're not dumb; you're just a bit shortsighted."

Yun Wuji really did influence her way of talking.

"You!!!" Her master's face becomes red from anger. Never in her dreams did she imagine that her usually serene and dignified adoptive daughter would talk to her this way.

"Enough!" Suddenly, a powerful shout echoed, and an old woman followed, walking in immediately afterward.

"Grand Mistress!"

"Granny Qianhui!"

"You don't need to explain; I've heard everything," Feng Qianhui said as she walked in slowly. "Yuxian, Yun Wuji has helped us improve on the Frozen Cloud arts, removing a critical hidden danger. He is our benefactor!"

"Little Yuechan, show me the improved technique," the old woman said with a kind smile.

"Yes, Granny Qianhui," Yuechan replied, nodding respectfully as she handed over the technique.

"Incredible! Fascinating! How truly fascinating!" the old woman exclaimed, her voice filled with shock and admiration. "To think our Frozen Cloud Art could become this powerful!"

The improved Frozen Cloud Arts were so profound and powerful that she could hardly believe it was the same technique they had always used. Comparing their original version to this one was like comparing mud to clouds. The ingenuity and talent required to make such a transformation were nothing short of terrifying.

The talent of this man named Yun Wuji is almost frightening!

She could sense the gravity generated by his genius.

"Your little lover is a real blessing," the old woman said, taking a deep breath to steady her racing emotions. "After going through this improved manual, I can already feel my bottleneck easing up. I'm going to go into seclusion for a bit and try to make a breakthrough."

"Once I'm out of seclusion, I'll come with you to thank him," she became determined to meet this man and bring him to their sect.

"Really? Congratulations!" Chu Yuechan was pleasantly surprised.

"Hmm, you just returned, go take a rest." The old woman nodded her head and told her to go rest.

Chu Yuechan glanced at Gong Yuxian, nodded, and then left the hall.

"Gong Yuxian, you've disappointed me," Feng Qianhui said, her voice heavy with disappointment after Chu Yuechan had left.

"Master, what do you mean?" Gong Yuxian asked, puzzled.

"You've let your past experiences and emotions cloud your judgment," Feng Qianhui replied, shaking her head.

"I...i" Gong Yuxian wanted to deny but the words stuck in her throat.

"Sigh, keep this in mind and don't make the same mistake in the future," Feng Qianhui sighed

at her disciple's disappointing performance but chose not to dwell on it, adding, "The prophesied thousand-year calamity is drawing near."

"We need to muster every bit of strength to face it, and perhaps this young man, Yun Wuji, could be of help," Feng Qianhui added with a serious expression. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Gong Yuxian was startled and recalled the prophecy that their founder Mu Bingyun left. She couldn't help but feel ashamed of her own actions, as the palace mistress she let her own jealousy and envy get in the way of seeing the bigger picture.

"You're right, Master. I was shortsighted and let my emotions cloud my judgment," Gong Yuxian said, lowering her head and acknowledging her mistake.

"You want me to help your grandson?" Wuji said glancing at the trio kneeling in front of him.

A short while ago, Xiao Lei had visited him with his grandson and daughter, begging Wuji to heal his grandson's damaged profound veins.

"If you can help him, I'll pay any price," he pleaded, pressing his forehead to the ground. The man before him was the only chance his grandson had to heal his profound veins and step into

the profound way.

He was already advanced in age and was deeply concerned about the hardships his grandson might endure once he was no longer around.

"Young master, please help Little Che!" Xiao Lingxi begged, joining her father on the ground. She knelt beside him, banging her head on the floor in a desperate plea.

"Grandpa! Little Aunt!" Xiao Che watched as they begged the man for his sake, and his nose grew sore with emotion. He couldn't find the words to stop them.

"Please, help me, young master!" he said, joining them on the ground. "I want to become strong so I can protect my grandpa and little aunt!"

"Hmm, what a moving scene," Yun Wuji said, observing the trio kneeling before him. It felt a bit strange to see both the main character and the Ancestral Goddess in such a position.

Honestly, his vanity felt somewhat satisfied.

'No, no, I can't pursue vain things like this,' he pretentiously admonished himself

"You're very lucky," Yun Wuji said with a smile, glancing at them. "On this planet, I'm

probably the only person who can heal your grandson."

"Really?!" Xiao Lei's head shot up in surprise.

Xiao Lingxi also looked up, her eyes sparkling with hope. The same for Xiao Che, it would be a

lie to say that he wasn't excited.

"But what can you offer me in return for helping you?" Yun Wuji asked, his gaze filled with curiosity. Healing Yun Che was simple just a matter of lifting a finger and he already intended

to help him.

However, he decided to have a little fun with them first.

"I will serve as your slave for the rest of my life!" Xiao Lei declared. He first looked at his

daughter, then at his grandson, Xiao Che, before offering himself in exchange for healing his

grandson.

"Dad!" Xiao Lingxi exclaimed, staring at her father in shock.

"Grandpa! You don't have to do this I'd rather stay crippled!" Xiao Che said, frightened. He grabbed his grandfather's arm, trying to dissuade him from his drastic offer.

"You?" Yun Wuji tilted his head and then flatly refused. "I don't mean to look down on you,

but there are many people far stronger than you who would kill to become my slaves and

servants."

"I... I..." Xiao Lei was at a loss for words.

Yun Wuji ignored him and instead focused on Xiao Lingxi with curiosity. It was truly remarkable how an ordinary woman like her could be the reincarnation of the strongest being

in the universe, the Ancestral Goddess.

Sensing his gaze, Xiao Lingxi clutched the hem of her clothes, struggling with her emotions. Finally, she lifted her head and said with a trembling voice, "I... I'll do it! Please help Little

Che!"

"Lingxi! What are you doing?!" Xiao Lei shouted fiercely.

"Little Aunt!" Xiao Che exclaimed, unable to believe what he was hearing.

"Hahaha, little girl, I'm just teasing you. I have no interest in kids. Lolis and tsunderes are outdated," Wuji laughed, enjoying her expression as if she was making a great sacrifice. "Alright, I'll stop teasing you," he said, his laughter subsiding. He gestured for Xiao Che to come closer. "Come here."

"..." Xiao Lei and Xiao Lingxi stood silent, their expressions a mix of relief and confusion.

Xiao Che approached timidly.

Yun Wuji placed his hand on Xiao Che's shoulder and injected light profound energy into his

body. Xiao Che felt a warm sensation spreading through his body. After a moment, Wuji withdrew

his hand and said, "Alright, you can leave now."

"So fast?!" Little aunt exclaimed.

"..." Yun Wuji glanced at her and decided to forgive her since he was still young and ignorant.