Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1790 - 1789: The Mysterious Masked Man

Wang Ye stared at Zhao Yiran, his gaze sharp like a sword.

Zhao Yiran saw this, and the corners of her mouth slightly turned up in a sneer.

"What, are you dissatisfied?"

Her tone was filled with arrogance.

After all, she was the head disciple of Taiji Peak, a rising star of Tianyong Mountain, with strength not much inferior to Chen Changsheng.

Exhibiting this sort of demeanor was only natural.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye’s eyes flickered with a hint of chill.

Zhao Yiran shuddered, yet a trace of danger crept into her heart.

Just one look from him was enough to frighten her like this. Who exactly was he?

Could it be that Taiji Peak had produced another mysterious master?

However, Zhao Yiran, being the pride of Taiji Peak, would never easily hand over her Sword Manual to Wang Ye.

"Devil’s Pupil."

Purple ripples appeared in Zhao Yiran’s eyes.

Her eyes were like bottomless black holes.

She immediately wielded her Divine Soul Power, wanting to control Wang Ye. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The next second!

Cold sweat ran down Zhao Yiran’s back.

A flash of panic crossed her eyes.

She discovered that her body was uncontrollably manipulated by the other, instead, contrary to her expectations.

Her hands automatically lifted, handing the Fallen God Sword Technique to Wang Ye.

Wang Ye took the Sword Manual, and left gracefully.

It was a long while before Zhao Yiran regained control over her body, at which point she was already weak all over, her eyes filled with a thick fear.

If the person from earlier was a villain, and had controlled her body, how might things have turned out?

"Tianyong Mountain is truly filled with hidden dragons," Zhao Yiran thought back to the earlier scene, still shaken.

The disciples nearby selecting Cultivation Techniques witnessed this, their eyes filled with curiosity.

"The senior sister is indeed strong, she’s never let anyone have their way."

"Exactly, the last time someone fancied a Cultivation Technique she liked, she directly crippled them."

"Who was that person just now, who made the senior sister willingly hand over a Cultivation Technique?"

Zhao Yiran left amidst the discussions of the people around her.

Her pupils contracted slightly, a blush gracing her face.

She indeed greatly embarrassed herself by handing over a Cultivation Technique voluntarily to that person just now.

"No, I can’t just let this slide."

After exiting the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion, she headed straight toward the Taiji Hall.

Intending to ask Zhao Wuji to help identify that person’s identity.

The passersby seeing Zhao Yiran’s fierce expression quickly stood aside, making way.

In no time, she arrived at the Taiji Palace.

Yin Yang Yan was sitting cross-legged, with profound Tai Chi Diagram surrounding him.

From a distance, he sensed someone approaching.

He slowly concluded his cultivation.

"Master, your disciple was bullied today."

Zhao Yiran entered the Taiji Hall, speaking with a face full of grievance.

Upon hearing this, Yin Yang Yan twitched his lip slightly.

"Who dares to bully my most prized disciple? Yiran, what exactly happened? As your master, I’ll surely help you regain your dignity."

Zhao Yiran heard this, her eyes reddening.

She then recounted the events in detail.

After listening, Yin Yang Yan furrowed his brows.

Someone who could control his disciple’s Divine Soul would probably be that old fellow Tang Xuan or Li Changchun from Evergreen Peak.

Li Changchun was infamously wicked and might very well know such sinister Cultivation Techniques.

However, neither of these Peak Masters was easy to deal with.

After pondering for a moment.

Yin Yang Yan sighed softly.

"Forget it, it’s just a book, isn’t it? I have a better one here."

Yin Yang Yan smiled and took out a Cultivation Technique from his robe.

On it was written "Solitude Decision."

Zhao Yiran’s eyes immediately lit up as she received the book.

Solitude Decision was created by the invincible Gudu Tian.

Rumor has it that after mastering this Sword Technique, he wandered the world without meeting a worthy opponent.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhao Yiran quickly expressed her gratitude and then gracefully walked out of the Taiji Hall.

...

Meanwhile, Wang Ye had already returned to the Heaven God Temple.

With a focused expression, he examined the Fallen God Sword Technique.

Mastering this Sword Technique would allow one to harness the Starforce, transforming myriad swords to fall from the sky, hence the name, Fallen God.

"This Cultivation Technique is good."

A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye’s mouth.

He planned to find a moment to master this Cultivation Technique.

At this moment, Li Changchun arrived outside the Heaven God Temple with a progress report from Evergreen Peak for the recent days.

Li Changchun was holding a green vial, containing a mysterious liquid.

This liquid could rapidly grow Spiritual Medicine and purify Spirit Pills, turning waste into treasure.

Over the past three months, Li Changchun had increased his disciples’ strength by having them consume Spirit Pills vigorously.

After all, Taiji Peak had a never-ending supply of Spiritual Medicine and Spirit Pills.

As a result, the disciples’ strength had progressed swiftly.

"Greetings to the Sect Master, I came specifically to report the strength of Evergreen Peak’s many disciples."

Li Changchun respectfully said outside the Heaven God Temple.

Wang Ye put away the Cultivation Technique manual, speaking with a calm demeanor.

"Come in."

Li Changchun then walked in taking big strides.

He handed the report letter to Wang Ye.

Li Changchun had investigated the progress of the other five peaks and was aware that overall, they were not as advanced as Evergreen Peak.

This time, he personally delivered the report, intending to seek rewards.

Although he didn’t dare covet the positions of the Left Sect Leader or Sect Master at the moment.

He was still ambitious to become the Right Sect Leader.

After reading the report, a glint appeared in Wang Ye’s eyes.

This unremarkable Li Changchun had managed to train ten Heavenly Saint Boundary experts and three Heavenly God Realm experts.

This speed was truly surprising.

"Seems like your plan is quite good."

Wang Ye praised.

Upon hearing this, a gleam appeared in Li Changchun’s eyes as he quickly spoke his thoughts.

"Sect Master, the position of Right Sect Leader has been vacant. Perhaps..."

Li Changchun said with a face full of desire.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye merely chuckled softly.

Though Li Changchun’s strength was decent, he was inherently a double-dealer.

How could someone like this be the Right Sect Leader?

In an instant.

Wang Ye’s eyes suddenly shot out a chilling light.

He coldly said.

"You are only fit to be a Peak Master for a lifetime. If you dare covet the Right Sect Leader’s position, you’re courting death."

Li Changchun’s heart sank upon hearing this.

Was he destined to be just a Peak Master forever?

This wasn’t fair. He had the greatest merits now, even greater than Dongfang Qing’s.

Why could he be the Left Sect Leader while Li couldn’t be the Right Sect Leader?

"I understand, I’ll never covet the Right Sect Leader’s position again."

Li Changchun agreed repeatedly.

But in his heart, he wished Wang Ye dead.

Watching Li Changchun walk away, Wang Ye resumed practicing the Fallen God Sword Technique.

Meanwhile, Li Changchun returned to the Evergreen Palace.

He took out the gourd from his chest, a malicious look appearing on his face.

"The humiliation of today I will remember. If there’s a day when you, Wang Ye, fall, I will certainly draw my sword and seize the Sect Master’s position."

The world is vast and filled with masters.

I don’t believe Wang Ye can always be the victor.

He then drank the mysterious liquid from the vial in one gulp.

Three months flew by.

With three days left, the competition would soon be held.

At this moment, all the disciples from the seven peaks were excited.

Eager to showcase their skills in the upcoming competition.