Chapter 680 557: Don't Let Me Be Wronged Again (Grand Finale)

Autumn passed into winter, and once again, heavy snow filled the air.

In the year since Pei Yuhang's return from the Abyssal Sea Palace, the Cold Palace Sword Mansion had undergone several expansions, growing much larger than before.

The reason for the expansion, of course, was to accommodate more people.

Early in the morning, Pei Yuhang opened his eyes and pushed away the three disciples sprawled on top of him.

After being pushed away, Yu Xiaoyan and Yu Gu Nan just grunted, rolled over, and went back to sleep.

Only his eldest disciple, her silver hair spilling around her, refused to budge no matter how hard he pushed.

"Yueqiu, stop pretending to be asleep. If you don't, I'll have to enforce the Sect's rules!"

Pei Yuhang uttered his threat, but unfortunately, his eldest disciple was too captivated by his handsome features to repent. Thus, Pei Yuhang had no choice but to raise his palm, preparing to administer the "Sect's rules" to her round, perky bottom.

With one smack of his palm, Qing Yueqiu whimpered and clutched her bottom.

Pei Yuhang laughed, feeling he had finally gotten his revenge for the way these three rebellious disciples had ganged up on him yesterday.

"All Master knows how to do is bully us! One of these days, I'm going to call Junior Martial Uncle Lu and Junior Martial Uncle Nangong to come deal with you!

"And Ji Xichan, too! Now that the Dust Saint Son's physical body has stabilized, she has free time. I'm sure she'd be more than happy to come help..."

Qing Yueqiu retorted under her breath.

Pei Yuhang snorted coldly and said, "Making threats right to my face? I think you're just asking for it, you naughty disciple!"

Qing Yueqiu cried out in surprise as her wicked Master pulled her directly into his arms. With a flip, her light body was pressed down over his lap.

Pei Yuhang administered a few smacks, neither too light nor too heavy. He found Yueqiu's bottom to be round and springy, and the act was so satisfying that after he finished, he found himself wanting to give a few more.

He ended up hitting her more than he'd intended. The silver-haired girl's tender bottom was fiery red, and she hastily begged for mercy, "Master... please stop... Your disciple knows she was wrong..."

After disciplining his mischievous disciple, Pei Yuhang got dressed, washed up, and headed out, leaving the three of them to sleep in.

Light snow drifted in the courtyard. The fine flakes, like shredded tufts of cloud, gently coated the pavilion eaves and stone steps.

Lin Qianyan was sitting in a small pavilion reading a book. A wisp of blue-green smoke curled up from an incense burner on the table, lingering by her side and accentuating her elegant, noble bearing.

Outside the pavilion, Fan Xuan was squatting in the snow with Xiao Miaoyan in her arms. She held Xiao Miaoyan's soft little hands, helping her pack the white snow into round snowballs.

But when Xiao Miaoyan saw Pei Yuhang approaching, she broke free from Fan Xuan's embrace and hurled the snowball in her hand at him.

Seeing Pei Yuhang's head covered in snow, Xiao Miaoyan babbled and giggled.

"Hit... hit Xiaohan!"

"Little Highness!"

Fan Xuan hadn't expected the usually well-behaved Xiao Miaoyan to suddenly attack Pei Yuhang and rushed to stop her.

But Pei Yuhang gestured for her not to worry. He then began to pack a snowball of his own and threw it at Xiao Miaoyan.

"Hahaha..."

The big and the small, the two of them had a gleeful snowball fight in the courtyard.

It wasn't until Xiao Miaoyan was soaked through with snow that Fan Xuan shot Pei Yuhang a reproachful glance, as if chiding him for bullying a child and not letting the little highness win at all, before finally carrying her away.

Once things finally quieted down, Pei Yuhang walked into the pavilion and sat beside Lin Qianyan.

Lin Qianyan looked at the snow dusting Pei Yuhang's clothes and shook her head helplessly. She stood up like a doting matriarch and began carefully brushing him off, saying as she did so:

"Brother Pei, how have you become more and more playful? You're not acting mature and steady at all."

"Perhaps it's because I was able to bring Shang Miaoyan back and take care of her myself... I've been very happy lately."

Hearing this, Lin Qianyan sighed softly.

"It's been hard on you, Brother Pei."

A year ago, before the Abyssal Sea Palace, Pei Yuhang had learned from the Taoist Lord that Ye Liyuan had betrayed the Dao Sect. She had become a Loose Cultivator and began attacking the Yin Yang Sacred Land by any means necessary.

After breaking through to the Mahayana realm, she even managed to sever one of Saint Master Yin's arms.

Ye Liyuan was also severely injured in that battle and hadn't been seen since.

As a result, the Yin Yang Sacred Land, in conjunction with several other Major Sects, issued the highest-level kill order in the Cultivation Realm for Ye Liyuan.

Pei Yuhang, of course, knew the reason for Ye Liyuan's frenzy.

'This is all my fault...'

He didn't want to see Liyuan locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Yin Yang Sacred Land because of him, forced to spend her life on the run.

So he took the initiative to petition Saint Master Yin to withdraw the kill order.

Finally, after Pei Yuhang pleaded continuously before the Yin Yang Sacred Land for three days, Saint Master Yin agreed to meet with him.

Afterward, Pei Yuhang spent nearly a year treating Saint Master Yin, finally managing to erase the terrifying Sword Qi lingering on her severed arm so that she could regrow the limb.

Taking into account her satisfaction with Pei Yuhang's devoted service over the past year, as well as his merit in saving the entire Cultivation Realm at the Abyssal Sea Palace, Saint Master Yin finally agreed to Pei Yuhang's request.

She not only rescinded the kill order but also allowed Pei Yuhang to take care of the reincarnated Shang Miaoyan.

However...

"To truly solve this problem, I still have to find Liyuan first."

"If Liyuan can't let this go, the Yin Yang Sacred Land will just rally the other Sects and issue another kill order for her.

"Even if Liyuan's Cultivation is world-shaking, even if she wields the Saint's Demon Sword and has reached the Mahayana realm, the end result will just be a storm of blood and gore where both sides suffer grievous losses..."

Pei Yuhang's voice grew grim.

He was unwilling to see that outcome, and he absolutely would not let it come to pass.

Lin Qianyan pressed her lips together and said softly, "I'm sorry, Brother Pei. While you were at the Yin Yang Sacred Land, I was never able to find any trace of Sister Ye."

"Qianqian, how could I possibly blame you? You've already helped me more than enough."

"This is between Liyuan and me now. You can rest easy and leave it to me."