Invincible Soul Emperor-Chapter 148: I Give Myself to You

To Ye Qingchen’s surprise, it was the Sect Leader, Li Qingfeng, who had come to visit personally.

Seeing Ye Qingchen so full of life, Li Qingfeng felt relieved. He would have been heartbroken if anything had happened to such an excellent disciple.

Hei Ze glanced at Li Qingfeng and gave an almost imperceptible shake of his head. Li Qingfeng understood. Hei Ze had been unable to discover what Ye Qingchen had encountered on the twelfth floor of the Heart Demon Tower.

At this moment, Ye Qingchen walked up to Li Qingfeng, cupped his fists in a salute, and spoke.

"Disciple pays his respects, Sect Leader! Is there a particular reason for your personal visit?"

"You were transported out of the Heart Demon Tower yesterday," Li Qingfeng said, nodding. "I was worried you might have been overcome by a Heart Demon, so I came to check on you. Seeing you now, it seems you’re alright."

Ye Qingchen was a little puzzled. He was just an Inner Sect Disciple. Even if he had been injured, was it really necessary to trouble the Sect Leader to make a personal trip?

However, given his disposition, Ye Qingchen would never ask such a thing. Instead, he said politely, "Thank you for your concern, Sect Leader. I am fine now."

Li Qingfeng patted Ye Qingchen on the shoulder and continued, "It’s good that you’re fine. However, I am quite curious. What exactly is on the twelfth floor of the Heart Demon Tower? Logically, after passing the eleventh floor, you shouldn’t have been so severely injured on the twelfth, right?"

So that’s the real reason for his visit, Ye Qingchen realized. But he understood. When it came to the twelfth floor of the Heart Demon Tower, which no one had ever entered, who could possibly restrain their curiosity?

Besides, he still hadn’t figured out the identity of that beautiful woman on the twelfth floor. She had vanished as if into thin air. Even if he told the truth, Li Qingfeng probably wouldn’t believe him.

So, Ye Qingchen did not disclose the truth. Instead, he said to Li Qingfeng, "Sect Leader, you give me too much credit. I was already exhausted on the eleventh floor. It was only curiosity that pushed me to ascend to the twelfth. However, the pressure from the Heart Demon there was more than double that of the eleventh floor. In the end, I couldn’t hold on and was transported out."

Li Qingfeng nodded, somewhat disappointed. Although he had many questions, Ye Qingchen’s explanation was perfectly reasonable.

With this in mind, Li Qingfeng did not press the matter further. He took out a storage ring, handed it to Ye Qingchen, and said, "Reaching the ninth floor of the Heart Demon Tower was enough to qualify you as my Direct Disciple. Now that you’ve reached the twelfth, I must give you even greater rewards."

Ye Qingchen didn’t stand on ceremony, as these rewards were his due. He accepted the storage ring from Li Qingfeng and was about to inspect it when Li Qingfeng continued, "Inside are twenty low-grade Spirit Stones, a superior-grade spiritual weapon named the Qingfeng Sword, and a set of superior-grade Xuan-rank Martial Technique, Sword Dusting the Wind!"

Hearing Li Qingfeng’s list, Ye Qingchen’s breathing grew rapid.

The value of twenty low-grade Spirit Stones was self-evident, and a superior-grade spiritual weapon was something one could only hope to encounter by chance.

And now there was also a superior-grade Xuan-rank Martial Technique. He knew his Picking Leaf Hand, merely a low-grade Xuan-rank technique, was already enough to let him fight opponents above his level.

Just how much would his combat power increase when he wielded a superior-grade spiritual weapon and used a superior-grade Xuan-rank Martial Technique?

Li Qingfeng patted Ye Qingchen’s shoulder again with deep meaning. "You are my disciple now. You must cultivate diligently. I will come to see you again after some time."

After he finished speaking, Li Qingfeng left. Ye Qingchen did not slack off. As soon as the Sect Leader was gone, he went into his secret chamber alone and began to cultivate.

Just as Li Qingfeng returned to his residence, Li Zongrui burst in, frantic with urgency. "Father, Father! Why won’t you let me kill that scum Ye Qingchen?" he yelled the moment he entered.

Li Qingfeng shot Li Zongrui a stern glare, and he finally quieted down.

Li Qingfeng sighed. "Zong Rui, I advise you to stop looking for trouble with Ye Qingchen. A disciple who can reach the twelfth floor is someone the Sect will undoubtedly cultivate with great care."

Li Zongrui retorted indignantly, "But his attendant insulted me! Why can’t I kill him?"

Li Qingfeng grew even angrier and roared, "I can understand you not knowing his identity. But did you not feel the pressure of his aura directed at you?"

"Isn’t he just one of Ye Qingchen’s attendants? What’s the big deal?"

"Fool! He is our Qingyun Sect’s Venerable Master!"

"What? The Venerable Master? How is that possible?"

Li Zongrui was utterly shocked. The Venerable Master rarely appeared in public and possessed immense power. He was an existence on equal footing with his own father. Although the Venerable Master resided in the Qingyun Sect, he was not a member. His background was so mysterious that even his father dared not offend him, to say nothing of himself! But Li Zongrui couldn’t fathom it. How could such a revered figure possibly act as Ye Qingchen’s attendant?

Li Qingfeng patted Li Zongrui’s shoulder and said earnestly, "Zong Rui, stay far away from Ye Qingchen from now on. Do not provoke him again."

Li Zongrui gave a perfunctory nod and turned to leave. He then went straight to Li Susu’s residence.

Li Zongrui lingered outside Li Susu’s door like a child who had done something wrong, too nervous to go inside. In the end, it was Li Susu who opened the door, saw him, and pulled him into her room.

The moment they were inside, Li Zongrui began to explain himself. "Um, Su Su, I’m sorry. I messed things up again. But don’t worry, next time I’ll definitely—"

Li Susu stopped him by placing a slender finger to his lips.

She rose onto her tiptoes, her limpid eyes gazing quietly at Li Zongrui, who stood just inches away. Her stunning curves pressed against his body, tantalizingly close.

Although Li Zongrui was the esteemed Young Master of the Qingyun Sect, it was his first time being so close to the girl he liked. His face flushed, his heart pounded, and he was completely at a loss.

Li Susu leaned in even closer and whispered, "Thank you, Brother Zong Rui. I know you do everything for my sake. Without you, I would have died at the hands of that beast Ye Qingchen long ago."

"No matter how things turn out, I’ll always be grateful to you, Brother Zong Rui!"

As she spoke, her eyes reddened. Her tear-stained face was a picture of heartbreaking beauty, making it even harder for Li Zongrui to keep his composure.

Li Susu gently planted a small peck on his cheek, then said with a shy hesitation, "Brother Zong Rui, I don’t know how to repay you. If... if you wouldn’t mind, the only thing I can do is give... give myself... to you."

With that, she blushed and scurried backward like a frightened rabbit, the picture of bashfulness.

Li Zongrui, having lost all reason, wasn’t about to let her get away. He pulled her back into his arms, lifted her up, and began to kiss her, clumsy yet passionate.

Li Susu struggled in his embrace with a token resistance, her actions a mixture of refusal and shyness as her soft, supple body twisted in his arms.

After a moment, her cheeks flushed, she pushed Li Zongrui away and said coquettishly, "Brother Zong Rui, I’m scared... I... I’m not ready yet."