138: Chapter 134 Don’t Misunderstand Her 138: Chapter 134 Don’t Misunderstand Her “What is the true high rank of the Heavenly Girl in the Maitreya Sect like?”

“Those are the dual cultivation partners of the Sect Hierarch Maitreya, highly skilled in cultivation…

Of course, there are also young girls who have just been favored, but they wouldn’t be able to walk about freely.

Even if they did, they would be surrounded by top-level protectors.”

“Is there nothing else?” Zhao Changhe hesitated to ask, “Could there also be a White Lotus Saintess who needs to be trained abroad from a tender age?”

Wan Dongliu looked at him for a long while before slowly saying, “The kind you are describing, is it not called the Four Symbols Sect?

It would be better if there was a Saintess dressed as a man to sleep with you for a month or two.”

Zhao Changhe: “…”

Wan Dongliu continued, “The Maitreya Sect and the White Lotus Sect share the same origin.

Although, from our point of view, the White Lotus Sect is seen as the more complete core system, their internal distinctions are not something outsiders can easily understand.

I was previously just a collaborator, not a member of the sect—they also didn’t trust that I could join… At least I refused their Heavenly Girl, so I couldn’t win their trust.”

“Right.”

Wan Dongliu leisurely stated, “So whether or not there’s such a thing as a White Lotus Saintess, we don’t know, but from Wan’s basic common sense, if there exists such a tender Saintess, she certainly wouldn’t be in Yangzhou branch temple taking orders from Fa Yuan and getting arranged to hook up with some worldly man ranked in the eighties on the Hidden Dragon List… I’d believe you if you said she was trying to seduce Chi Li.

Brother Zhao, it seems you’ve been reading too many tales.”

Zhao Changhe stubbornly replied, “Aren’t I thirty-eight now?

Maybe someone could see I am material for greater things and invested in me early!”

Wan Dongliu looked him up and down for a while, an expression of deep hurt and unwillingness to talk further crossing his face as he closed his eyes and remained silent.

Zhao Changhe asked, “Then are there any other similar sects?

More…

um, more flamboyant.”

Wan Dongliu replied irritably, “The world is full of countless chaotic sects and sect branches.

Just within one sect there are countless offshoots; even your family’s Azure Dragon and White Tiger might not be completely compatible.

To say the White Lotus Sect has a dozen branches wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Who can answer such a question?

If you want such a broad understanding of various worldly sects, I’d suggest a better place.”

“Huh?”

“The Demon Suppression Department.”

Zhao Changhe fell silent, recalling Wu Weiyang once mentioned that to understand such information, one should join the Demon Suppression Department.

Indeed, the Demon Suppression Department knows this best, and it’s not Gong Chaoqun, it’s Tang Wanju.

Deciding to visit Wushan or the Capital first became an issue…

The matter of the Heavenly Girl was simply a perplexity, not an urgent emergency.

What was more critical was sorting out the Blood Evil Skill; logically, Wushan would be the first stop.

However, there was the issue that the Sect Hierarch may not be so easy to persuade, and if he didn’t listen to reason and decided to attack, my own strength seemed insufficient to handle it.

In fact, finding Chichi would be the safest, but in front of the Four Symbols Sect, it’s vital to sever the ties with Chichi, or it would be disadvantageous for her.

Seeking out someone only to provoke the leader of the Vermilion Bird instead would indeed be delivering one’s head on a platter.

Wan Dongliu, oblivious to his thoughts, recalled another topic on his own: “Ji Chengkong, I plan to release him.”

Zhao Changhe curiously asked, “Aren’t you afraid he’ll leak your secrets?”

“Fearing leaks beforehand mainly concerns the suspicion from the Maitreya Sect affecting my plans.

Once everything is done, what difference does a leak make?

Even if he shouts all over the world that Wan Dongliu is a member of the Four Symbols Sect, where is the evidence?

Who would believe him?”

“… So, basically even if I leak it doesn’t really matter, right?”

“You’re different; your words carry a different weight, at least in the eyes of the Demon Suppression Department.

Don’t tell me you have no ties with them; I am certainly not Tang Buqi.”

“…” Zhao Changhe did not dwell on this, but rather asked, “Then why would you release him?

Isn’t that looking for trouble?”

Wan Dongliu sighed somewhat helplessly, “Not killing him wasn’t because I was soft-hearted, but rather I didn’t want to completely offend the Thief Sect.

If thieves from all over started bothering me for nothing, could I still attend to my own affairs…

One must always leave some leeway; those of us with family and businesses sometimes envy your freedom.”

“So there is really a Thief Sect?”

“Not only is he there, but Ji Chengkong is also from the direct line.

His master is the number one on the Earth List, Thief Saint Ye Wuzong.

People on the Heavenly List don’t really want to mess with him, the fastest man under the heaven.”

“So, it means that when you’re out and about, nothing else really matters except your backing, right?”

Wan Dongliu smiled, “Exactly.

If the backing of your Saintess or the Demon Suppression Department dared to make it known, you wouldn’t have such a hard time.

The Cui Family, if they would acknowledge you, you’d be more comfortable.

Having a pile of backings but not being able to use any of them openly, instead sometimes bringing disaster upon you, like this assassination attempt on me… your fate is indeed strange and curious.”

Zhao Changhe thought to himself, actually speaking of which, do I count as having the backing of the first rank on the Heavenly List…

Speaking of which, these messy backings aren’t completely useless to me.

At least this ambiguous identity brings not only trouble but also many benefits, so I haven’t firmly denied it.

He found it somewhat strange, “You seem certain that I’m connected to your Saintess, yet you don’t seem to care much?”

Wan Dongliu said indifferently, “From the Holy Sect’s perspective, her behavior is unacceptable…

but instead of snitching on you because of her affections for me, that would be a petty act, something I wouldn’t do.

However, I still suggest you be careful.

Cut ties if you can, otherwise if the Vermilion Bird Venerable finds out, he won’t be as easy-going as I am.

Isn’t Yue Hongling appealing enough?

Why be too greedy.”

“You don’t have a Sect Hierarch?

Why is everything about the Vermilion Bird Venerable?”

“The Holy Sect originally does not have a Hierarch, as the Four Symbols rule together, who is the sovereign?

If there’s someone who could be called Hierarch, it would only be Emperor Ye from the last era.”

Zhao Changhe’s heart stirred; he had heard this term before, back in the visions from the bottom of Ancient Sword Lake.

Based on what he had heard back then, Emperor Ye from the last era seemed to have fallen…

and this page of the Heavenly Book in his hands was supposedly once held by Emperor Ye, unknown why it ended up with that woman.

The Four Symbols Sect searching for that sword might not just be an ordinary treasure hunt, this matter naturally has some connection with the Four Symbols Sect, perhaps mentioned briefly in their scriptures?

Wan Dongliu continued, “So we only have the Four Symbols Saintess or Saint Heir.

When a Saint Heir or Saintess reaches a certain standard, they are considered the incarnation of this lineage, be it the Vermilion Bird or the White Tiger.

The four Venerables jointly make major decisions.

Right now, there are only two Venerables, even I don’t know who Xuanwu is.

So the daily affairs are managed by the Vermilion Bird Venerable, considering him as Hierarch isn’t a problem.

These aren’t secrets actually; you could find out from the Demon Suppression Department.”

Zhao Changhe nodded, “The Four Symbols Sect has remained inactive to this date, probably due to vacancies in the upper echelon, feeling that their strength isn’t sufficient, right?”

“Precisely.

It would be best if someone capable of integrating all Four Symbols appeared, and then he might be revered as Hierarch.

Or perhaps if the heritage of the Emperor Ye reappeared?

In any case, Xia Chichi, currently embodying two factions, stands a good chance.

Not only does the Vermilion Bird Venerable not envy her, but he also has great expectations for her.

This is an important affair for our entire Holy Sect, Brother Zhao, do not mislead her.”

Zhao Changhe remained silent.

The goal of the Four Symbols Sect might not necessarily be the worldly terrains.

The reason why Xia Longyuan was captivated by the White Tiger Saintess might have been seeking an Azure Dragon Venerable frantically.

And Xia Longyuan’s ruthless removal was more likely to create a more severe rift within the Four Symbols Sect.

But now, both converging on Chichi, the storms on her burden might weigh heavier than previously imagined.

Don’t mislead her…

For a moment, both remained silent.

Zhao Changhe didn’t know how to discuss this matter with Wan Dongliu.

Thinking that standing here was tasteless, he was about to take his leave when Wan Dongliu’s trusted guard outside reported, “Young Master Tang Buqi seeks an audience.”

Wan Dongliu wondered, “What does he want now?”

“He says he’s here to see Young Master Zhao.”

Wan Dongliu looked at Zhao Changhe, who nodded, “Let him in.”

Tang Buqi entered.

The next moment, Wan Dongliu gaped as Zhao Changhe flipped Tang Buqi to the ground and started beating him up, “You knock on the door very politely, but don’t you ever knock again!

Daring to come see me, I’ll beat you to death if I can’t be your uncle!”

Tang Buqi cried out while covering his head, “The Demon Suppression Department raided the White Lotus Temple and found a woman tied up in the storeroom, nearly starved to death.

She claims she’s the Heavenly Girl!

Uncle Gong specifically asked me to tell you, asking if you want to meet her!

And you’re still hitting me!”

Zhao Changhe paused, pulled back the kick he had launched, and turned his fist into a dusting pat, “Cough, my great-nephew does have some loyalty.

Where is she?

Take me to see her.”