Chapter 41: Cult Leader, Wang Ye Has a Girlfriend

Chapter 41: Sect Master, Wang Ye Has a Girlfriend

"Fu Ying, how dare you!"

Elder Ouyang's expression turned icy, his gaze shooting toward the ancestor of the Fu family like a pair of sharp blades.

The Fu family ancestor was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he nearly dropped to his knees. "Elder Ouyang, there is nothing wrong with the person I recommended!"

"Then—why has the Sect Master been disturbed?"

Elder Ouyang was trembling with rage. Disturbing the Sect Master meant not only punishment for Fu Ying, but for himself as well.

The rules of the Purple Blood Divine Sect were extremely strict, governed by the principle of collective liability. Once something went wrong, everyone on that same chain would face retribution.

The lucky ones would have a certain amount of their purple blood recalled, while the unlucky ones would have all their purple blood drained dry and be fed to the dogs.

"I... I..."

The Fu family ancestor deliberately put on a trembling, nervous act. After a few agonizing seconds, he hesitatingly spoke, "Could it be... that object?"

As he said this, he glanced sideways at Chen Ping'an.

"What object?"

Elder Ouyang shifted his gaze, demanding sternly.

Chen Ping'an gave a faint smile.

The Blood-Sucking Demonic Sword was still resting in his storage ring and had not been brought out. No matter how powerful this Sect Master was, it was impossible for her to sense it.

This Fu family ancestor harbored deep resentment toward him, and even if he could not get his hands on the Blood-Sucking Demonic Sword, he was determined to find a way to have someone else snatch it away!

Once that happened, the Fu family ancestor believed Chen Ping'an would lose his holy sword and no longer be a match for him.

At that time, the Fu family ancestor would strike with lethal intent!

"Fellow Daoist Wang, things have reached this point... It is time for you to produce that sacred artifact."

The Fu family ancestor looked at Chen Ping'an and let out a long, heavy sigh.

A sacred artifact?

Elder Ouyang was startled.

This man surnamed Wang still possessed a sacred artifact? That meant his background was far from ordinary!

Chen Ping'an flicked his wrist, and a long blood-red sword materialized.

The blood sword flickered, its crimson glow growing increasingly alluring and bewitching.

"A fine sword."

From within the blood pool, a charming feminine voice chimed.

Hearing the voice from the blood pool, the Fu family ancestor's body stiffened as realization dawned on him.

So the Sect Master of the Purple Blood Divine Sect was a woman.

He had always assumed it was a man.

The purple pool water churned in a spiral, and slowly, a beauty clad in purple robes emerged.

She possessed delicate facial features, and her peerless visage looked like that of an immortal maiden from a painting, breathtakingly gorgeous.

A pair of slender, fair legs exuded a mesmerizing allure, and her crystal-jade feet stepped lightly upon the boiling purple blood.

Her raven-hued hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and her purple eyes were full of spirit, exuding an ultimate, captivating charm.

She gently brushed aside a stray lock of hair from her forehead and smiled enchantingly. Standing amidst the churning blood waters like an upright purple lotus, she struck Chen Ping'an with sudden awe.

"Her form is as startled as a wild swan, and as graceful as a swimming dragon... Her shoulders seem carved, her waist like a bundle of silk, her neck slender and long, her fair skin exposed..."

Witnessing the peerless, purple-robed beauty, Chen Ping'an unexpectedly found himself recalling the famous *Rhapsody on the Goddess of the Luo River*.

"So beautiful."

He silently praised in his heart as well.

Seeing the Sect Master manifest, Elder Ouyang felt a wave of anxiety. The muscles on his face twitched, and he hastily dropped to his knees.

Matching his movements in absolute synchronization, the Fu family ancestor also fell to his knees.

Across the entire scene, Chen Ping'an was the only one remaining standing.

"Wang Ye, why do you not kneel upon seeing the Sect Master?"

Elder Ouyang roared angrily.

Chen Ping'an gently stroked the Blood-Sucking Demonic Sword and smiled faintly. "I am not a disciple of the Purple Blood Divine Sect. Why should I kneel?"

"Such audacity!"

The purple-robed beauty's eyes grew even brighter and deeper. Her gaze shifted from the blood sword to Chen Ping'an's enchanting face. The more she looked, the more astonished she became, and the faster her heart began to flutter.

This man was simply too striking.

The mere sight of him caused her spiritual foundation to waver, making her feel as though she were sinking into him entirely.

Seeing the Sect Master staring intently at Chen Ping'an, the Fu family ancestor felt a surge of hope. Emboldened, he spoke in a loud voice, "Fellow Daoist Wang, your sword is of extraordinary quality. Since the Sect Master likes it so much, are you still going to selfishly keep it to yourself? Why don't you quickly present it to the Sect Master?"

"Present it to the Sect Master?"

Chen Ping'an chuckled. "Very well. Such a beautiful young lady is far more important than a mere holy sword."

Hearing Chen Ping'an's praise, the purple-robed beauty felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

At that moment, she felt that all her years of bitter cultivation had not been in vain. Having spent ages in deep slumber within the blood pool to elevate herself, she had finally awaited the arrival of her destined soulmate.

"Wang Ye, I appreciate you very much. Would you be willing to become the Deputy Sect Master of my Purple Blood Divine Sect?"

The purple-robed beauty smiled sweetly.

Deputy Sect Master?

Chen Ping'an was momentarily stunned. Why was it that everywhere he went, someone wanted to make him a Deputy Sect Master? Could he not be the actual Sect Master for once?

Did they really expect him to live off a woman's success?

Damn it!

"De... Deputy Sect Master?"

Upon hearing this, the Fu family ancestor felt as though he had been struck by lightning. In his wildest dreams, he never expected the Sect Master to bestow the position of Deputy Sect Master upon Wang Ye.

Once Wang Ye became the Deputy Sect Master, he would surely exact revenge on him in the future.

Elder Ouyang was also left dumbfounded.

A mere small fry at the Divine Void Realm had suddenly leaped up to ride above him, an elder?

Where was the justice in this world?!

Staring into that flawless, peerless face, Chen Ping'an shrugged with a smile and teased, "Would becoming the actual Sect Master be acceptable?"

"The actual Sect Master?"

The purple-robed beauty was taken aback, then smiled mysteriously. "That is not entirely out of the question. However, you must agree to one condition."

"Very well."

Chen Ping'an laughed heartily, casting a mocking gaze toward Elder Ouyang and the Fu family ancestor standing nearby.

The two of them trembled.

Good grief, within a mere instant, he was about to upgrade from Deputy Sect Master to the actual Sect Master?

Was this even possible?

In the blink of an eye, would the Purple Blood Divine Sect be changing its surname to Wang?

Clutching the resolve to offer a loyal admonition even at the cost of death, Elder Ouyang raised his voice, "Sect Master, you must not be blinded by Wang Ye's appearance! This man's origins are unknown..."

"Elder Ouyang, you need say no more. I know what I am doing."

The purple-robed beauty said indifferently.

"Sect Master, this Wang Ye is a harbinger of disaster! He must be a spy sent by the righteous factions to dismantle our Purple Blood Divine Sect!"

Elder Ouyang wore an expression of grief and indignation.

Meanwhile, the Fu family ancestor stood with a blank expression, utterly at a loss.

He never imagined that the moment Wang Ye stepped foot into the Purple Blood Divine Sect, the gears of fate would begin to turn so drastically.

The Sect Master had actually taken a fancy to Wang Ye!

She was even going to hand over the vast Purple Blood Divine Sect to Wang Ye!

Women—once they fell in love, were they truly this crazy?

The expression on the Fu family ancestor's face shifted wildly as thoughts raced through his mind. He knew that he had to save himself now.

Otherwise, once Wang Ye became the Sect Master, the very first person he would settle scores with would be him.

An image suddenly flashed in the Fu family ancestor's mind, and grabbing onto it like a drowning man clutching a straw, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Sect Master, Wang Ye already has a girlfriend!"

"He has a girlfriend?"

The purple-robed beauty's gaze fell upon the Fu family ancestor, her voice turning icy. "Who?"

Feeling the weight of the Sect Master's gaze, the Fu family ancestor felt as though his body were being crushed by two massive mountains, making it difficult even to breathe. He mustered all his strength and yelled, "She is from my Fu family... Her... her name is Fu Hongying."

"Oh."

The purple-robed beauty gave a faint smile, continuing to stare at the Fu family ancestor. "Is she as beautiful as I am?"

"N—no, she isn't."

The Fu family ancestor gasped heavily for air.

The purple-robed beauty shook her head. "Then that settles it. That little girl poses no threat."

Hearing this, the Fu family ancestor felt his heart plunge into utter darkness, feeling as though his life had reached its end.

"Sect Master, Wang Ye is fickle in love and utterly a scoundrel! You must not be deceived by him! The moment he encounters a more attractive woman, he will abandon you and throw himself into her arms!"

In his desperation, sudden inspiration struck the Fu family ancestor, and he played his ultimate trump card.

"How noisy!"

A murderous intent flashed within the purple-robed beauty's willow-like brows. Her gaze whipped out like a lash, and *bang*—she sent the Fu family ancestor flying.

*Thud!*

With a miserable cry, the Fu family ancestor crashed heavily against the wall of the grand hall and instantly lost consciousness.