The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor-Chapter 1550 - 1547: Bai Zhiyu of the Mystical Hall

Chapter 1550: Chapter 1547: Bai Zhiyu of the Mystical Hall

The young man hung his head low, obscuring his features from view.

He slightly lifted his head, his gaze rising, piercing through the crowd to fall upon the three people approaching.

He took a step forward.

In an instant, he arrived.

He knelt on one knee, placing one hand on the edge of his pocket, lowering his head, and respectfully said, "Bai Zhiyu from the Mystical Hall, pays respect to Emperor Ye!"

At that moment, it seemed as if time stood still.

But only for a moment before everything returned to normal.

The surrounding Ghost Clan cultivators seemed unable to see this scene, not even casting a glance in this direction.

"Is he Senior Bai Zhiyu?"

Qiao Xinyu stood to the rear right of Ye Xuan, secretly scrutinizing the suddenly appeared young man, a bit surprised.

She had always assumed Bai Zhiyu was an elderly sage, but unexpectedly he was so young.

"At ease."

Ye Xuan gestured for Bai Zhiyu to rise and speak.

"Thank you, Emperor Ye."

Bai Zhiyu rose, revealing his handsome face, always wearing a smile.

"Why aren’t you wearing a mask..." Yun Daoli tugged at the corner of his mouth, asking.

"They can’t see us." Bai Zhiyu blinked.

Yun Daoli’s gaze fell upon Bai Zhiyu’s bamboo hat, thoughtful.

"This is not the place to talk, let’s go back." Yun Daoli said.

"Alright." Bai Zhiyu flipped his hand, and a talisman appeared in his palm, which he handed to Qiao Xinyu, saying, "Crush this talisman, and you can follow us."

Qiao Xinyu accepted the talisman.

And at the same time, Bai Zhiyu turned into a wisp of white smoke, quickly dissipating.

Ye Xuan and Yun Daoli vanished into thin air.

Not a trace of their presence could be detected.

Seeing this, Qiao Xinyu crushed the talisman.

Suddenly, her view distorted.

Moments later, it returned to normal.

She found herself no longer on the street but within an aerial pavilion.

"Emperor Ye, you finally arrived. If you hadn’t come, Daoli and I would have likely been forced to atone with our lives."

Nearby, Bai Zhiyu complained to Ye Xuan, "You wouldn’t believe it, those guys were so fierce that Daoli and I barely escaped with our lives."

Upon hearing this, Yun Daoli, under his ghostly mask, twitched his mouth severely. He took a deep breath and said softly, "Weren’t I the one in charge here? When did you almost lose your life?"

Bai Zhiyu turned and gave Yun Daoli a wry look, "Aren’t we brothers? Your brush with death is practically my brush with death."

Yun Daoli wanted to teach this guy a lesson but chose silence, not wanting to argue with this joker in the presence of Emperor Ye.

Ye Xuan looked at Bai Zhiyu, smiling as he said, "Did you send a message to the Xuanhuang Great World last time, claiming Yun Daoli had intentions of dereliction?"

Bai Zhiyu’s face stiffened at these words, simultaneously feeling an intense killing intent.

Bai Zhiyu didn’t need to look to know this killing intent undoubtedly came from Yun Daoli.

Bai Zhiyu chuckled awkwardly, "Misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding. It was actually a test I gave Daoli, but Daoli passed the test and didn’t leave."

Previously, when the Emperor Tian Tu appeared in the Xuanhuang Great World, Bai Zhiyu immediately reported it, sneakily putting Yun Daoli at a disadvantage in his message.

Poor Yun Daoli, who at the time, still trusted Bai Zhiyu immensely.

"Joking is fine, but it needs moderation, especially when sending messages."

Ye Xuan took a sip of wine, speaking unhurriedly.

But this peaceful remark made cold sweat pour down Bai Zhiyu’s back as he knelt on the ground, "I deserve punishment!"

Ye Xuan did not look at Bai Zhiyu, coolly stating, "The reason I placed you in the Mystical Hall rather than the Black Blade Sect or the Void Sect was because I believed you have great ideas and are more suited for the Mystical Hall. I hope you don’t disappoint me in the future."

Bai Zhiyu, his face pale, respectfully said, "I acknowledge my fault."

"Hmm."

Ye Xuan nodded slightly, but without any hint of punishment.

Sometimes showing a bit of authority is necessary to keep subordinates in check.

Even though that incident was understood by Ye Xuan to be Bai Zhiyu’s jest, Bai Zhiyu used the Mystical Hall’s communication methods, which pertains to protocol.

No rules, no structure.

A mistake is a mistake.

"Xinyu, didn’t you have something to ask him? You can ask now."

Ye Xuan said casually.

Qiao Xinyu approached, saluted Bai Zhiyu, "Senior, I am Qiao Xinyu from the Black Blade Sect."

Bai Zhiyu composed himself, returning the gesture, "What can I do for you, Miss Qiao?"

Qiao Xinyu voiced her query.

Bai Zhiyu held nothing back, fully disclosing all he knew about the Night Ghost Clan.

As informed by Bai Zhiyu, Qiao Xinyu gained significant understanding about the Night Ghost Clan.

The Night Ghost Clan, a top-tier Ghost Clan in the Ghost Great World, second only to the three great Ghost Clans, with ancestral lands located at the Changye Divine Mountain.

The clan is home to many powerful figures, reportedly including an ancient patriarch alive to this day, whom even the three great Ghost Clans must respect.

Regarding the Night Ghost Clan expert Qiao Xinyu sought, according to Bai Zhiyu’s judgment, it should be a direct lineage expert of the Night Ghost Clan, at least at the Great Sage Realm.

Therefore, it’s likely necessary to go to the Changye Divine Mountain to find them.

Bai Zhiyu asked for three days to gather all the information about this person for Qiao Xinyu.

"Thank you, Senior." Qiao Xinyu cupped her hands in gratitude.

Bai Zhiyu waved it off, cautiously glancing at Ye Xuan and whispered, "Emperor Ye, are you really not going to punish me?"

Ye Xuan cast a sidelong glance at Bai Zhiyu, "Do you want to be punished?"

Bai Zhiyu quickly shook his head, then scratched his head, sheepish, "Mainly because I’m uneasy at heart."

Ye Xuan pointed to Yun Daoli, "Then have a sparring match with him."

Yun Daoli raised his head slightly, staring sharply at Bai Zhiyu.

Bai Zhiyu felt his scalp tingle, he snorted, "Fine, let’s fight, I’m not afraid of him!"

Years ago, in that horrific battle, both stood out, but since then, they hadn’t fought.

Yun Daoli pressed his large hand, the void flickered, and the two disappeared.

It seemed they were truly going to fight it out.

Ye Xuan did not intervene, choosing instead to walk outside alone, leaning on the railing, overlooking the entire Ghost Dragon City. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

And directly below, was unmistakably.

The head of Ghost Dragon City!

Qiao Xinyu, standing behind Ye Xuan, when witnessing this, couldn’t help but have her pupils constrict.

Wasn’t it said only members of the three great Ghost Clans could occupy this place?

In Qiao Xinyu’s imagination, at most this would be a position of the upper level.

Now, it was clear, this was no ordinary upper level.

It was the pinnacle!

"You still don’t understand the Revenge Lineage enough."

Ye Xuan took a sip of wine, leisurely saying, "After they finish, follow Bai Zhiyu for a few days, learn more from him."

"After all, you’re to become one of my direct subordinates."

"I’m honored." Qiao Xinyu replied respectfully.

Ye Xuan placed down the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd, turning his gaze into the distance.

There, distinctly, a group of young members from the three great Ghost Clans were closing in, their faces menacing.

Their intentions were clearly not friendly.