Mad This Unruly Disciple Has Gone Mad

Ye Chen.

This Dao Child of the Daoyi Sect was truly a vicious hound favored by heaven and earth.

He had just had half his hand crippled and his Dao Heart shattered by him in the Yin-Yang Tomb, yet he turned around and found a supreme Core Formation opportunity in Shengtian City.

A Peak Golden Core patriarch who used his own biological daughter as a supreme human elixir, and an ancient demonic vine lying in wait to possess a body.

The waters of Shengtian City were even muddier and fouler than those of the Hehuan Sect.

However, since they had crossed paths, there was no reason to let this hypocrite get his way.

Xuanyang True Fire?

Gu Yang felt the Extreme Dao Twin Fires lying dormant and obedient in his sea of qi. His fire was far more tyrannical than the Daoyi Sect's heavy treasure.

This golden destiny opportunity seemed practically tailor-made for him.

Shengtian City was only a three-day journey from here.

It wouldn't be too late to make a trip, casually intercept this opportunity, and then return to the Luoyun Sect.

It was just that this time, he would be facing an old monster at the peak of Core Formation and the remnant soul of an ancient great demon.

Relying solely on his newly established fifth-tier Dao Platform, he could still retreat unscathed, but if he wanted to squeeze this opportunity dry, he needed a powerhouse to hold the fort.

And there happened to be one right in front of him.

Gu Yang's slender, slightly cool knuckles tapped gently on the stone table twice.

It made a crisp knocking sound.

"I will be making a trip to Shengtian City shortly."

Gu Yang's voice held no ripples of emotion.

Before his words even finished echoing.

Zhao Yuelian, who was sitting opposite him, abruptly raised her head.

Beneath the fox-fur coat, her crossed, cold, white, jade-like legs instantly tensed.

"Benefactor, you must not go alone!"

Zhao Yuelian's voice revealed a trace of urgency, even forgetting to refer to herself as this seat.

A flash of panic crossed her clear, autumn-water eyes as she hurriedly tried to cover it up:

"Yuelian has now recovered to the great circle of Core Formation. Within this Hehuan Sect, Sima Kui is half-crippled, and Huarong is heavily injured; they cannot stir up any waves for the time being. However, Wanyin has just ascended to the position of Holy Maiden, and a thousand things wait to be done. The underground Black Market Dharma Assembly in Shengtian City is about to open. Yuelian happens to need to go there personally to secretly procure a batch of supreme-grade spiritual materials to stabilize the mountain-protecting grand array, just in case the Daoyi Sect tries to settle scores later."

She leaned forward slightly, and her wide collar opened a tiny slit with her rapid breathing, revealing a breathtaking snowy whiteness.

"Furthermore, although Young Master is a peerless genius who crossed several realms to build a supreme Dao Platform, the medicinal power of the Yin-Yang Creation Fruit is incredibly massive. With Young Master having just entered the fifth-tier Dao Platform, your aura will inevitably leak out. In a place like Shengtian City, where dragons and snakes mingle and even Nascent Soul old monsters lie dormant, it is extremely easy to attract the covetous eyes of villains."

Zhao Yuelian spoke faster and faster, her autumn-water eyes shining with a righteous and open light, as if she were desperately trying to persuade Gu Yang, and also trying to persuade herself.

"Moreover, the ancient Heart-Linked Gu within you and me has just formed, and our bond has not yet fully adapted. Such a divine object most taboos being separated too far. If an unexpected change occurs midway, causing the baleful aura to backlash against Young Master's supreme Dao Foundation, Yuelian's ten thousand deaths would not excuse her blame. As the Gu Mother host, Yuelian ought to accompany you by your side, ready at all times to... smooth out the remnant spiritual power for Young Master."

"Also, the major merchant guilds in Shengtian City have quite a deep historical connection with my Hehuan Sect. Yuelian is willing to be Young Master's vanguard, taking care of all mundane affairs for you, sweeping away those blind, petty schemers, and absolutely not letting these trivial mortal matters dirty Young Master's hands."

She pulled the snow-white fox fur tighter around herself, hiding the burning crimson flush at the base of her ears. A nearly sacred stubbornness appeared on her cold and glamorous face.

It was as if her desperately clinging to this man was truly all for the righteous cause of the sect, for the sake of the big picture, and for her benefactor's safety. Without the slightest bit of selfishness.

"Young Master has given Yuelian a second lease on life. If this life-saving karma is not repaid, Yuelian's Dao Heart will be flawed, and there will be no hope for the Nascent Soul realm in this life. Regardless of mountains of blades or seas of fire, if there is a command, Yuelian will not hesitate to die ten thousand times."

Gu Yang looked at her quietly.

He looked at this high and mighty Fairy Lingshuang, who had tightly wrapped her sick desire—wishing she could immediately throw herself at him and not leave him for a single moment—in a bunch of high-sounding, flawless righteousness.

Gu Yang did not speak.

He merely nodded extremely calmly.

"Permitted."

Just a single word.

Falling into Zhao Yuelian's ears, it was no different from a heavenly immortal's melody!

Her delicate body, tightly wrapped in the fox fur, trembled violently and uncontrollably.

The Young Master agreed!

He did not reject my following!

Zhao Yuelian lowered her eyelids, her normally cold and majestic eyes now completely filled with secret joy.

She understood Gu Yang's temperament too well.

This man meant what he said and was cold to the bone.

If he truly only treated last night as a cleared transaction, he absolutely would not allow her to follow by his side today!

He was going to Shengtian City; he clearly didn't need the help of a Core Formation cultivator like her.

He could even cripple the Dao Child of the Daoyi Sect, so what was a mere Shengtian City to him?

Yet he deliberately brought it up in front of her, and then deliberately nodded in agreement!

What did this mean?

It meant the Young Master... was not nearly as heartless as his words suggested!

He was giving her a chance, a legitimate excuse to stay by his side!

Last night beneath the cold pool, her completely dignity-abandoning servitude had ultimately left an indelible mark on the Young Master's frozen Dao Heart!

Zhao Yuelian only felt the Crimson Child Gu deep in her dantian emitting waves of intoxicating palpitations.

The Young Master needed her.

As long as she could stay by the side of this man, who was as domineering as a demon god, she, the high and mighty Fairy Lingshuang, felt her very soul trembling madly.

Su Wanyin, who was pouring tea to the side, could no longer hold back.

"I'm going too!"

Su Wanyin abruptly set down the celadon teapot. The bottom of the pot collided with the stone table, making an extremely crisp clink.

Ignoring Zhao Yuelian's suddenly darkened face, she walked straight around the stone table and half-knelt by Gu Yang's side. Her crimson dress spread out on the cold stone slabs like a highly aggressive blood-red peony.

"Young Master is new to Shengtian City and surely unfamiliar with its many rules and taboos. That underground black market is intricate and complex. Master spends all year in secluded cultivation on Lingshuang Peak; how would she understand the twists and turns of those lower-class elements?"

Su Wanyin raised her head. Her fair, fragile neck revealed a layer of powdery luster, and her rapid, warm breathing made her chest heave slightly.

"Although Wanyin is shallow in talent and learning, she has traveled outside for many years and knows best how to deal with those local snakes. Moreover... although the residual fire in Young Master's body receded last night, the power of creation is tyrannical, and it is hard to guarantee there won't be a relapse."

Her moist peach-blossom eyes stuck tightly to Gu Yang's cold, blade-like profile. Her voice grew softer and softer, yet it carried a resolute infatuation.

"Master is a woman of noble status; how can she toil day and night? Wanyin is willing to be a personal sword attendant, serving tea and pouring water, warming the bed... acting as a Dao protector, only begging Young Master not to drive me away."

"Insolent!"

Zhao Yuelian's voice sharply rose, mixed with an unconcealable, piercing tremor.

Beneath the snow-white fox fur, this Fairy Lingshuang's delicate body stiffened abruptly, and her crossed, cold, white, jade-like legs instantly squeezed together to the extreme.

Crazy! This rebellious disciple is absolutely crazy!