Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Four – The Wasteland Beast Chessboard (1/2)

Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Four – The Wasteland Beast Chessboard

Bam bam bam.

The sound of knocking on the door woke Nan Yue up. She really had been too tired yesterday and slept deeply. She opened her heavy eyes, and opened the door to the room. When she saw the people that come outside, all the drowsiness instantly disappeared.

The person that had knocked was Chi. His face was full of a warm smile. Behind him was a large crowd of people. Nan Yue found many of them familiar to the eye. But when she saw the House Elder of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House, she couldn’t help but still.

“Nan Yue, did we disturb your rest?”Chi’s tone was filled with warmth and concern, and none of the usual sternness as though he had become a completely different person.

“Oh, no no.” Nan Yue instinctively shook her head.

She finally recalled what those old looking people that looked familiar were. They were the elders of the yao art house.

Two, three… … twelve!

Nan Yue’s scalp turned numb. All of the elders of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House Council of Elders was standing in front of her home! These elders that usually were high up and indifferent all had smiles on their faces, and harmonious auras. All of the upper level of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House was here without an exception.

Seeing Nan Yue still where she stood, Chi instantly understood what it was. He couldn’t help but smile and say, “What? Are you not going to invite us in to sit?”

“Oh oh oh!” Nan Yue finally reacted and seemed to wake up from her dream. She hurriedly moved away from the door. “Please come in, come in!”

The procession streamed in.

The House Elder examined the bare room and said with a slight smile, “Student Nan Yue is really living simply! As expected of the role model of our house’s other students. Our other students should learn from this valuable attitude.”

Nan Yue sweated. She wasn’t simple, she was just poor. At this moment, she did not know how to respond, and could only murmur in agreement.

“However,” the House Elder’s tone changed as he said passionately, “as the Chief Student Elder of the Purple Lotus Yao Art House, Student Nan Yue should shoulder a heavier burden! This is too far away, and not convenient. Oo, The house’s Purple Lotus Park has a Spirit Clarity Residence still empty. Student Nan Yue will find it much more convenient when moved over there.”

Chi’s gaze showed threads of admiration. Spirit Clarity Residence was the highest level of residence in the Purple Lotus Yao Art House. There were only three suites in total. The House Elder actually gave one to Nan Yue. The most valuable part of the Spirit Clarity Residence was the Spirit Clarity Pool. It could increase the cultivation speed of the consciousness. To say nothing of the high price in constructing the Spirit Clarity Pool, it could only be built on special geological forms.

After that, the elders took their turns to persuade and were unparalleled in their friendliness.

Nan Yue seemed to go through the entire process as though it was a dream. She did not know what to do. She only gradually refocused when the House Elder and the others had left for a while.

Chief student elder? She had become the Chief Student Elder? And they had given her a Spirit Clarity Residence to use?

Was she still dreaming?

But when she pulled herself out of the initial excitement, she quickly understood the crux. It was not hard to guess what the attitude of the House Elder and the elders were for.

They were here for Daren!

Even though they hadn’t mentioned one word about Daren today, but Nan Yue was one hundred percent certain that they had come for Daren!

No, she had to report this to Daren!

She suddenly remembered today was the day the first prison formed.

Thinking to this, she instantly became excited. She inspected her consciousness. Even though she had not fully healed her injuries, but she had recovered enough to enter the first prison. She instantly entered meditation and directly entered the first prison.

———

“Argh, motherf***er!” the pained Zuo Mo wailed.

It had been a long time since his consciousness had been wounded. The long-absent pain appeared again. The feeling of pain seemed to have grown even stronger.

“This is the result of trying to show off,” Pu Yao mocked neutrally.

“Ouch … … ouch, which guy was scheming against me? No, I can’t have suffered for nothing, I have to return it!” The pained Zuo Mo still exposed his vengeful nature.

“You aren’t a match,” Pu Yao said mercilessly.

“How can it be known without a fight? Tell me quickly!” Zuo Mo looked as though he would not give up and was murderous.

“Crystal Void Qian Liu.”

“Crytal Void Qian Liu? What thing is that?” Zuo Mo’s face was curious.

“It isn’t a thing, just a three hundred years little yao.”

“Che, just a three hundred year little yao.” Zuo Mo said unconcernedly.

A tendon throbbed in Pu Yao’s forehead. He forcibly suppressed it. “He comprehended water breath.”

“Water Breath?” Zuo Mo instantly became alert and said braggingly, “That was water breath? Didn’t it get destroyed by my Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art!”

Your Archaic Wasteland Sacrificial Art … …

The tendon in Pu Yao’s forehead jumped again. He pretended to be calm and said, “That was an imprint he left behind three hundred years ago.”

“An imprint left three hundred years ago!” Zuo Mo jumped in fright. “In other words, he was this powerful three hundred years ago?”

“Right.”

The expression on Zuo Mo’s face changed as he said embarrassedly, “Peace is valuable, peace is valuable. It’s not good to fight and kill for nothing!”

Ignoring Pu Yao’s disdainful gaze, he asked curiously, “Why did his imprint attack me? I didn’t offend him.”

“He finds you an eyesore.”