Chapter 147 Two Young Women
The great hall at the first storey of the Divine Sect Seminary was hundreds of meters long.

The citizens of Luoyang were mostly free in the afternoon. As such, the seminary was already full of people.

Everyone sat cross-legged and quietly on mats. The great hall had been specially built. Much earlier on, Ye Que had set up a noise-canceling barrier here. As such, commotions from the streets would not affect the meditation of those in the hall.

Mind Focusing Joss Sticks were lit at each corner of the hall, which was somewhat beneficial to the students’ cultivation. A youth dressed in a long white robe stood in front of the hall and chanted. He was saying the words of breathing technique, but if one observed carefully, one would realize that it was slightly different from that of current sects in the Cultivation World. It did not teach the students to go against Heaven to achieve Dao. Instead, it taught them to go with Nature’s flow and to sense the Laws of Nature.

Everyone listened carefully and were immersed in the teachings. Some of them had already entered a meditative state, while there were some obvious beginners who were still trying to figure their way out. Some of them looked to be well trained and should be martial artists.

It was inconsequential anyway. Everyone wore long white robes upon entering the Divine Sect Seminary, and all of them learned the basic cultivation created by Ye Que.

The technique had been created for any kind of person to practice, and its mantra was all-encompassing and preached mutual assistance.

As such, there was no fear that it would be stolen. It could be taught even to members of others cultivation sects who came to receive instruction. However, even though Ye Que’s technique could be learned by people from a vast range of talent and constitutions, it was unable to merge with techniques from other sects. One had to start from the very bottom level to learn his technique.

He strode into the Divine Sect Seminary.

He was welcomed by the faint smell of incense. It was peaceful and quiet, and his Spiritual Sea began to reverberate slightly as he surveyed his surroundings. The technique taught by Ye Que was derived from the Divine Book and could be considered as a simplified version of the technique written in it. Naturally, he would have some reaction to it. Hundreds of Spiritual Forces of varying intensity drifted slowly and unsteadily toward Ye Que before circling around him, seemingly unwilling to leave.

The Divine Energy Gold Python swallowed up all of the Spiritual Force before spitting out a purer form back in the reverse direction.

Those in the hall that had already entered a meditative state could instantly feel the Spiritual Force from Nature gradually intensifying. Those that had not and could not sense Natural Spiritual Force began to feel vaguely enlightened…

The youth in white at the very center of the hall had his back turned and was chanting the breathing technique. He sensed the strange change in the hall and turned, before instantly blanking out.

A person was standing at the entrance.

Another was standing at the inner hall.

They were less than 50 meters away from each other.

Ye Que’s lips curled into a faint smile, while the youth in white directly sprinted toward him instead. He appeared before Ye Que in the blink of an eye and he gave an expression that he believed was a sunny smile, but in reality was uglier than his crying face. He lifted his arms and wanted to hug Ye Que but did not know how to go about doing that. Eventually, he pounded his fist onto Ye Que’s chest.

Ye Que gave no reaction after being punched. Instead, he smiled at the youth in white.

Another punch followed.

“Long time no see,” Ye Que said softly.

“Long time no see,” the youth in white, who was in fact Qian Shuxiao, replied after a long while. He sounded a little as if he was crying. It was not the sound of someone crying as an expression of his deep love or a long awaited reunion, but more like a pure release of emotion.

None of them spoke for about 15 minutes.

“I thought you were never coming back. It was said that the entire Imperial Mausoleum was flooded with water from Luo River, and less than 10 percent of practitioners who went there survived. Most of them perished. At first, I did not believe the news, but I did not receive any information even after a few days later, and none of my scouts returned!” Qian Shuxiao said after taking into two deep breaths.

He continued after a pause. “From what I gather, the River Soldier was eventually obtained by Jiang Liuyun of Mount Shu, and he even kidnapped the 15th disciple of the Demon King.”

Ye Que was slightly stunned as he heard this. “How did you know all these?”

Qian Shuxiao looked to both sides. Everyone in the hall had entered meditative states, and those remaining were official disciples that he had nurtured since the creation of the Divine Sect Seminary and worthy of trust. “I obtained my information from the Judicature. My family has close ties with the Crown Prince, and he controls the Judicature. The Deputy Night Timekeeper, Jue Shuo, eventually survived, so I managed to get hold of information that was completely accurate.”

“The Judicature, is it?” Ye Que asked as he squinted.

“Let’s not talk about that. It’s great that you’re back, and the Divine Sect will only be complete with your return. No one other than you has the right to take that seat.” Qian Shuxiao said seriously.

Even though he was not speaking too loudly in the main hall, his voice was not really soft as well. Anyone on the second level could hear him clearly.

At nearly the same time when Qian Shuxiao had finished speaking, Qian Shuhua came running down from the second storey.

She could hear that Ye Que had returned even from upstairs. She instantly flung down her long spear and dashed down the stairs.

Her hair seemed to have grown even longer since the last time they met. She looked even more valiant, probably due to her training. Qian Shuhua immediately began running toward Ye Que and reached her arms out without even thinking, wanting to hug him.

Suddenly.

Qian Shuhua’s body was instantly shifted one body length to her side.

She failed to hug Ye Que.

This was because a black umbrella had suddenly appeared before Ye Que and herself. Its tip was incredibly sharp and it was held directly before Ye Que’s chest. If she had really hugged him, she would most likely have been pierced by it.

It was at this time that the Qian siblings realized that a young lady was standing behind Ye Que. Her looks and figure were stunning, without question, but most importantly, she possessed a unique stature. It was a haughty, noble kind of stature. Qian Shuxiao had seen the Princess before, but even her stature was slightly lesser than this young lady’s.

Of course it was. Red Bean was a dragon.

A young dragon maiden from Southland, to boot.

The Highness of the entire Dragon Clan.

No ordinary human could be compared to her.

“He can.”

“You can’t hug him!”

Red Bean lifted her huge black umbrella before tapping Qian Shuxiao with it and pointing it at his sister. She spoke coldly, as if to say that Ye Que was her private property.

Her words were extremely assertive, and her actions were very vicious.

Qian Shuxiao looked at Ye Que and then Red Bean, his expression suddenly turning mischievous. On the other hand, his sister looked as though she was about to explode with anger. She pointed at Red Bean and asked, “Who is she?”

“Who are you then?” Red Bean immediately returned the favor without even waiting for Ye Que to reply.

“She’s…”

Ye Que was about to explain when Red Bean directly reached out to shove him to one side with her arm. “You don’t have a right to speak here. Wait there.”

“You dare to hit him?” Qian Shuhua’s expression changed. She raised her fists and came charging toward Red Bean.

“What kind of question is that? I hit him every day, and he doesn’t have any objection to that. Who are you to question me?” Red Bean asked. She glanced at Qian Shuhua’s fists and did not even bother to channel her True Energy.