58: A storm is brewing

*Knock, knock, knock.*

Yang Lingchen's expression was slightly nervous as his outstretched hand gently tapped on the door to Dongfang Yunbing's room. With each knock, his excitement grew more intense.

At this moment, his heart was in a state of upheaval like a churning sea, because he truly had no certain grasp of what level Dongfang Yunbing's actual strength had reached.

"Come in!"

Just then, Dongfang Yunbing's soft and melodious voice drifted out from inside the room.

"Ahem... Revered Master, I missed you."

An irrepressible fervor flickered in Yang Lingchen's eyes. Almost without thinking, he impatiently reached out and tightly embraced Dongfang Yunbing's slender and soft willow-like waist.

Looking at Yang Lingchen's burning and fervent gaze, Dongfang Yunbing did not move to stop him.

She could clearly feel Yang Lingchen's deep infatuation with her, and she felt the same joy toward this outstanding Disciple.

After all, whether it was his peerless handsome looks, his astounding talent, or his world-rare Physique, this Disciple of hers was among the top existences in this world.

Facing such a nearly perfect man, how could she not be moved?

...Suddenly,

*Thud, thud, thud...*

"Argh, argh, argh..."

"Revered Master, I was wrong!" Yang Lingchen let out a series of miserable cries and immediately began to beg for mercy.

"Stinky brat, your cultivation level has only increased a little bit, yet you dare to try and lord it over this Palace Revered Master? Do you know your mistake now?"

Dongfang Yunbing's willow-leaf brows arched as she gave a playful scold, pinning Yang Lingchen down and giving him a merciless beating.

"This Disciple was wrong! I'll never dare to show the slightest disrespect to you again!" Yang Lingchen said with a look of panic, hastily and urgently begging for mercy.

He had originally thought that since he had already broken through to the Peak of the second layer of the Entering Profound Realm, even if he couldn't completely suppress Dongfang Yunbing, he shouldn't have been beaten so miserably.

Who would have thought that Dongfang Yunbing's cultivation level had actually reached the third layer of the Gui Xuan Realm.

"Stinky brat, before your strength surpasses mine, you'd better behave yourself."

Dongfang Yunbing helped Xiao Ruochen up, her tone softening slightly. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Yang Lingchen gritted his teeth and spoke while enduring the pain.

"Spend these next two days accompanying me properly then." After Dongfang Yunbing finished speaking, she slowly and quietly leaned her body into Yang Lingchen's embrace.

"Yes, Revered Master."

Yang Lingchen nodded heavily.

After this lesson, he had completely settled down. He knew deep down that Dongfang Yunbing was a woman with a rather strong personality; if he wanted to completely win her over, he would have to rapidly raise his own cultivation level.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

During these two days, Yang Lingchen and Dongfang Yunbing stayed in the room, full of tender affection, as the two were currently in the heat of a passionate relationship.

The next morning.

On this day, under Dongfang Yunbing's lead, the group made extensive purchases in Northern Profound City before finally deciding to set out back to Heavenly Origin Palace.

Before returning to Heavenly Origin Palace, Yang Lingchen made a special point to visit Nangong Ting, as the man was his future father-in-law. Additionally, Yang Lingchen repeatedly promised Nangong Yan that he would go to Sword Origin Pavilion as soon as possible to formally propose marriage.

That night, Yang Lingchen was forcibly kept behind by Nangong Yan to turn in all the "homework" that had accumulated over this period.

At the same time, Yang Lingchen left behind quite a few Peerless Grade Medicinal Pills for Nangong Yan and gave her a very concerned reminder to Cultivate well.

That same night, the group from Heavenly Origin Palace boarded the flying boat once again, speeding toward Heavenly Origin Palace like a bolt of lightning.

Meanwhile, the Four Great Sects—the Demon Cloud Sect, Tiantian Sect, Diyin Sect, and Rakshasa Palace—were at this moment intensely mobilizing the various forces under their command.

After seven days of high-speed flight, the group finally returned to Heavenly Origin Palace.

Yang Lingchen immediately returned to his Green Cloud Pavilion.

Heavenly Origin Palace, Palace Master Hall.

"Palace Revered Master, a great matter is about to occur." Elder Tianji, Zhuge Mo, stood forward with a solemn expression, stroking his graying beard as he spoke.

"Elder Tianji, exactly what has happened?"

Dongfang Yunbing frowned and asked with a serious face.

Dongfang Yunbing was very clear about Zhuge Mo's character; if it weren't for an extremely significant matter, he would never be so solemn.

"A few days ago, I discovered through divination that our palace will soon face a major life-and-death crisis." Zhuge Mo's face was grave, and his voice was low.

"A major crisis! Is this truly the case?" Dongfang Yunbing's willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly, and her expression instantly became incredibly serious.

"It should be correct. According to my deductions, there are not only external threats this time but even internal troubles." Zhuge Mo's tone was grave, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"Does Elder Tianji have a way to resolve this situation?" Dongfang Yunbing raised her beautiful eyes and asked expectantly.

"This..." Zhuge Mo fell silent, a look of difficulty appearing on his face.

"Elder Tianji, there's no harm in speaking plainly," Dongfang Yunbing said.

"According to my deductions, the only person who can resolve this crisis is the Palace Revered Master's future husband."

"If he can appear in time, we will not only safely weather this crisis, but under his leadership, our Heavenly Origin Palace will even have the chance to dominate the entire continent." Zhuge Mo spoke each word with powerful emphasis.

"I understand now. He will appear." Hearing Zhuge Mo's words, a faint smile appeared on Dongfang Yunbing's face.

"I also believe he will appear, because he is right here in our Heavenly Origin Palace." Zhuge Mo wore an expression of profound mystery.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Dongfang Yunbing glared at him fiercely and scolded playfully.

"Ahem... This old man takes his leave, haha..." Zhuge Mo laughed heartily, then turned and strode out of the Palace Master Hall.

"This old thing must have figured it out." Dongfang Yunbing's pretty face beneath her veil instantly turned red.

This matter made Dongfang Yunbing feel quite embarrassed; at this moment, she even regretted taking Yang Lingchen as a Disciple a little bit.

"Palace Revered Master, something terrible has happened." Just then, a secret guard of Heavenly Origin Palace rushed in with a hurried expression.

"What is it?" Dongfang Yunbing asked, her voice tinged with majesty.

"Reporting to the Palace Revered Master, I have discovered that a massive force from the Diyin Sect and Rakshasa Palace is aggressively marching toward our Heavenly Origin Palace. Furthermore, the Demon Cloud Sect to the east and the Tiantian Sect to the north also have large numbers of people rushing toward us."

"You may leave! I am aware." Dongfang Yunbing's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

As soon as she finished speaking, Dongfang Yunbing's figure instantly vanished from the hall, reappearing at the Green Cloud Pavilion.

"Revered Master, why have you come?" Seeing Dongfang Yunbing's sudden arrival, a look of surprise appeared on Yang Lingchen's face.

"The Diyin Sect, Rakshasa Palace, Demon Cloud Sect, and Tiantian Sect are attacking. Pack your things and leave Heavenly Origin Palace immediately." Dongfang Yunbing's voice was calm, yet her eyes betrayed her concern.

By saying this, she actually just wanted to test Yang Lingchen.

Upon hearing this, Yang Lingchen's brow couldn't help but furrow as he asked urgently, "How many people have they brought? Where are they now?"

"The Four Great Sects have come out in full force; they should be arriving soon."

Seeing Yang Lingchen's urgent expression, a flash of disappointment crossed Dongfang Yunbing's eyes.

*Whoosh...*

Hearing the news, Yang Lingchen's figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

Seeing Yang Lingchen leave, Dongfang Yunbing did not stop him. Instead, she stood there blankly, her eyes filled with disappointment.

At this moment, it felt as if her heart had been instantly hollowed out.

Of course, Yang Lingchen was not running away; he was currently tensely setting up a grand array around the perimeter of Heavenly Origin Palace.

One by one, Mid-Grade Spirit Stones were rapidly placed into various corners of Heavenly Origin Palace by Yang Lingchen.

After circling the entirety of Heavenly Origin Palace, Yang Lingchen finally finished setting up the grand array.

Now, with just a single hand seal from Yang Lingchen, this immensely powerful grand array could be activated at any time.

Just then, the four major forces—the Diyin Sect, Rakshasa Palace, Demon Cloud Sect, and Tiantian Sect—finally gathered at the foot of Heavenly Origin Palace's mountain.

As for the Heavenly Origin Palace side, upon learning that the four major forces were attacking, many people were terrified, their faces turning pale with anxiety.

"Although the enemy is exceptionally powerful, as long as we fight with our lives on the line, it is not entirely without hope. Furthermore, I will be at the very front."

"Now, everyone follow me into battle." Dongfang Yunbing's voice was extremely majestic, filled with an Aura that brooked no doubt.

"Palace Revered Master, this whole matter was caused by your Disciple Yang Lingchen. Why not just hand him over? Why make us all pay with our lives for him?"

Just then, Grand Elder Wang Batian stood forward and spoke coldly, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

*Slap!*

"If you dare utter another word of nonsense, don't blame me for being impolite." Dongfang Yunbing's voice was freezing, and an invisible Killing Intent instantly radiated from her body.

"Yunbing! What Batian said isn't wrong! This matter was indeed caused by your Disciple! We can't all be expected to die for him, can we?" Grand Elder Sikong Guan spoke up. "By the way, where is he?"

"Grand Elder, now is not the time to discuss this. The urgent priority is to repel the enemy first," Dongfang Yunbing said coldly, her gaze firm and resolute.

"Hmph, easy for you to say. Your Disciple Yang Lingchen caused this trouble, yet you want the entire Sect to be buried with him."

"Now, because of your Disciple, the Sect has fallen into such a massive crisis, yet he has fled. Do you think you still have the qualification to continue holding the position of Palace Revered Master?"

Sikong Guan walked directly to the center of the hall and spoke with a forceful and sharp voice.

"The Grand Elder is right. Dongfang Yunbing is making us all die with her for the sake of her own Disciple; she is not fit to continue as our Heavenly Origin Palace's Palace Revered Master," Chen Yinling, the Grand Elder of Tianxuan Peak, echoed in agreement.

At this moment, Chen Yinling's heart was incredibly refreshed. Yang Lingchen had killed his Disciple Li Tianxing, and he had never found an opportunity for revenge; now, the opportunity had finally come.

*Whoosh!*

Suddenly, a flash of chilling white light swept across. In an instant, Chen Yinling was split in two. Blood splattered everywhere, scattering across the floor; the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying.

"Who else thinks I am unfit to hold the position of Palace Revered Master? Step forward!" A cold light flashed in Dongfang Yunbing's eyes, and her voice carried a bone-chilling coldness that made people shudder.

"Dongfang Yunbing, I didn't expect you to be so tyrannical. Elder Chen only said one thing, and you actually killed him. Someone like you is fundamentally unfit to be my Heavenly Origin Palace's Palace Revered Master."

Grand Elder Wang Batian hid behind the Grand Elder, speaking tremulously, for fear that Dongfang Yunbing would kill him with another sword strike.

"This Saint also feels you are unfit to be Palace Revered Master, because in your eyes there is only Yang Lingchen; you don't treat us as human at all," Sikong Jie said coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

*Whoosh!*

Just then, another sharp sword light flashed, and in an instant, Sikong Jie's head went flying.

Immediately after, a figure with a tall, straight posture and a handsome face appeared in the hall.

The newcomer was none other than Yang Lingchen, who had just finished setting up the grand array.