CHAPTER 112: SECT MASTER OFFER HIS WIVES.

The Sect Master’s eyes flickered dim and restless like lanterns in a storm. His smile held the warmth of courtesy, yet behind it lurked a heart that even the walls of the great hall could feel, surely, Holy Envoy understood him and his intention well, not that, he had any reason to hide.

Who is he? Sect Master of the Supreme Peak Holy Land, what could he potentially hide? Regardless, you need to give water to the tree to enjoy the fruit.

"Young Master Zhao, you are as sharp as ever... However I don’t have any vile reasons behind," he finally spoke, his words dragging like chains across stone.

"I do not offer my wife out of gratitude, nor shame, nor desire to curry favor, neither I offer her because the Heavens have whispered a decree into my marrow, I believe our paths are entwined, whether we wish it or not. This seat is but a humble sect master, my priority is sect... I believe being a good ally of a powerful person is also a powerful move... Ahem* Ahem* that’s just my thoughts, the real reason is obviously cultivation resources... As someone who walks in the path of Dao, I remain loyal to Dao than to my Wife, getting another wife one such as this Seat isn’t that hard..." he replied.

He was truthful, speaking nothing but his heart like the peaceful winds of a chill winter night, why would he need a wife when he can cultivate further?

Zhao Fan narrowed his gaze, half amused, half wary yet couldn’t help but be somewhat interested in his words, loyal to Dao and not to his wife, how interesting.

He had long learned that when men spoke of "Heaven’s decree," it was often their own ambition dressed in silk and desires meant to keep in light in the name of righteousness or necessity. Yet here this sect master says it’s not the decree of heaven rather the heart.

As amusing as it sounds, Zhao Fan could see the bigger picture behind the tiny soul of a mortal that remains unaware of the world far beyond. "What lies beneath your words? Speak plainly, Sect Master... Could it be that Sect Master merely wants to sell his wife for some resources? I believe you aren’t that cheap, if so, you might have already sold to someone else. I wonder what grand scheme Sect Master has planned and what your wife thinks?"

But the old man only sighed, his beard trembling slightly. "Plain words are like dry leaves, Holy Envoy, they scatter too easily in the wind. To explain this matter, I must weave the branches back to the root but the story is too long, the old one isn’t capable of revealing all in a few words, forgive me."

A hush seemed to settle in the chamber.

Ooh, the story is too long? This sly fox is greedy but since he already has both daughters, having his mother makes just sense to complete the puzzles. Why just make love to fruits when you can make love to roots too?

Embrace lust, worship lust, the only Dao that reigns supreme shall be cultural Dao, the one above all. And what is more cultural than this?

"Sect Master is greedy and greed might make some some but leaves many in the abyss, obviously, the sect master isn’t in the abyss, but the sect master has yet to tell me about your wife, what did she say or you have yet to reveal the horizon to her... But I would prefer having Ling’er’s and Qingyan’s mother more than the previous saintess of Eternal Sky Temple," Zhao Fan added, voice as cold as winter snow.

"Holy Envoy worries too much, obviously I have revealed the horizon to her, she was hesitant in the early days but it seems she has given up on me, and is somewhat ready to experience new things... As for another wife... It can be done," Sect Master said with a smugness unaware that he sounded pathetic. But it is what it is. Followers are unaware of their foolishness.

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrow, slightly surprised that she seemed aware. After all, it was easy for someone like her to leave this man and live alone, in another sect, or temple. However, it’s good that the old man agreed for the sister’s mother.

Truth be told, she would certainly think of her daughter, so, it was better to live with them than with this man, so, she might agree easily. That makes perfect sense. As a mother, she doesn’t wanna be far from her daughters, even if she is a cultivator, and having a better man is far better compared to a cheap husband.

"I see, Sect Master seems to have made preparation, as soon as I walked out, you are talking about your wife, not raising any question about your son, I wonder how much Sect Master wants... Surely your wives are beautiful, but she is still a used woman, heavy price isn’t this Young Master’s thing, the best I can offer is a Saint-grade array, and a few cultivation resources for two women, that’s already more than enough. This Young Master simply believes since I claimed both daughters why not mother too, consider this my mercy..." Zhao Fan said.

If he really offers Saint-grade array formation, just which sect won’t offer a peerless Holy Maiden to take his raw violent Yang into the ever-so calm Yin, that is still untouched?

The old man thought for a moment, Saint-grade formation was surely heaven-sent but he hoped for better rewards. Surely he valued sect but he also valued his own cultivation base too.

"Young Master is generous, what about more resources for another woman too!" Sect Master asked but Zhao Fan raised his hand.

"Forgive me but I have no desire to collect too many cheap women, I am already doing a mercy by accepting Luan Yanyu, the only woman I have slight consideration for is sister’s mother," Zhao Fan added.

The old man sighed, but nodded his head, "I understand... Luan Yanyu is at the summit, as for Yu Yin, she might be in her quarters... I have to discuss with her, but Young Master does not need to worry, this old man will take care of everything... I wonder if Young Master will show more mercy," Old Man said.

Zhao Fan originally planned to visit the sect tournament and check out Ye Chen’s mother but maybe she can wait a little more.

"Sect Master understands me well, certainly I have some needs... I have been alone and my Yang seems to have built too much, I need someone to absorb it. Since Ling’er and QingYan aren’t here, your wife can do the job, you can talk to Sister’s mother, and send her to the summit as well. Also, one more thing to ask, what about Ye Chen, where is he! Send him to the summit as well..." Zhao Fan said.

Certainly, Ye Chen with his halo broken wouldn’t have any major breakthroughs even after Zhao Fan granted the mercy, helping him recover, yet as a son, he needs to see his mother.

"Ye Chen? Ah... He seems to be cultivating but he can’t make breakthroughs. However, he is still an inner disciple but he is constantly mocked by others. A few days ago, he was beaten by an outer disciple..." Sect Master hurriedly said what he does.

"I see... Give him this healing pill and send him to the summit, I have a few things to discuss with him," Zhao Fan said without looking at the old man. The old man grabbed the pill and bowed his head.

**

The old man first visited Ye Chen.

Wooosh!

A portal opened in Ye Chen’s quarters, as the Sect Master descended.

Ye Chen was lying on the bed, with swollen eyes, looking pale and bloodless.

Old Man looked at Ye Chen. "Eat this healing pill, Holy Envoy has summoned you to the summit, better to run as a horse than to be a tortoise," saying that, the old man went to talk to his wife Yu Yin.

Ye Chen gently opened his eyes, and looked at the Pill that the sect master had left on the table, Holy Envoy had left the pill? Could it be poison? There is no way, Holy Envoys would poison him thus, he took the pill and swallowed it in a single go.

As soon as the pill went inside, his body felt warm and his injuries were healing, which could even be seen to the naked eye.