Three months quietly slipped by.
Qin Su had originally planned to take Yuan Ai on a long, romantic trip—just the two of them, away from clan affairs, responsibilities, and endless meetings. Unfortunately, life had other plans. Urgent clan matters, political visits, and internal reconstruction kept delaying any vacation they wanted.
Still… the two of them were far from deprived.
Whenever opportunities appeared, they indulged in each other—behind closed doors, between meetings, during quiet nights. Their relationship only deepened, their passion only grew stronger.
But the biggest surprise during these three months… came not from Qin Su and Yuan Ai, but from little Qin Mei.
One night, the mysterious powerful individual—the same unknown being who once saved the Qin Clan—appeared again inside Qin Mei's dream. He didn't attack, didn't pressure her. Instead, he guided her.
And under this mysterious training, Qin Mei's talent exploded.
Within a mere three months, she became the new pride of the Qin Clan, shocking elders and youths alike.
But the real earthquake came afterward:
The mysterious master left behind a cultivation technique—not just a strong one, but one far superior to anything the Qin Clan had ever possessed. Ancient, profound, and unbelievably powerful.
Originally, the family wanted to hide it and avoid attracting attention
But the mysterious master ordered her to pass his teachings to her clan.
This stunned the Qin Clan completely.
Why would someone so strong give them such a treasure?
Why help them so openly?
They didn't know.
But they thanked the heavens with all their hearts, and Qin Mei instantly became the clan's future jewel.
In the grand meeting hall of the Qin Clan, several elders were gathered.
Clan Leader Qin Cai sat at the head.
Yuan Ai sat slightly to his right.
And the royal ambassador from the Lute Royal Clan, Yuan Dai, sat as the guest of honor.
But the atmosphere was far from relaxed.
The topic today… was grim.
Yuan Dai spoke first, voice heavy.
"The Wu Clan… has fallen."
A murmur swept the hall—shock, anger, and disbelief.
He continued:
"The Red Blood Demon Sect attacked them without warning. Not a single core member survived. Their clan was completely destroyed… and even more concerning—"
He paused.
"—the Wu Clan's heirloom, the legendary Wu-Long Spear, was taken."
A cold silence filled the room.
Clan Leader Qin Cai's expression tightened.
"Heirlooms are a clan's foundation… the weapon of a clan leader. They are the strongest treasures a clan can produce. For the Red Blood Demon Sect to target them…"
He didn't finish.
He didn't need to.
Because if they were collecting heirlooms… then their intentions were far more sinister.
Yuan Dai nodded grimly.
"They already possess two heirlooms now. Thankfully, the Qin Clan's heirloom wasn't seized during their first attack. Otherwise…"
Everyone shuddered.
The tension only grew heavier when Yuan Dai added quietly:
"And the Red Blood Demon Sect Leader… Blood Demon… Even the Royal King fears him. His strength is monstrous."
The entire room darkened, as if even the air thickened.
A chilling dread washed over everyone.
Yuan Dai straightened his posture.
"The Royal King has requested a gathering between major clans and sects. He fears the Red Blood Demon Sect is targeting heirlooms for a greater purpose."
Everyone expected this.
But then he added:
"And the King also wishes to know… if Qin Mei can contact the mysterious individual again."
All eyes turned toward Yuan Ai.
"This mysterious expert saved your clan," Yuan Dai explained. "If someone like him could be consulted… it would greatly aid us in resisting the Red Blood Demon Sect."
Qin Cai nodded slowly.
"We will call Mei in."
Moments later, Qin Mei was brought into the meeting room.
She walked nervously, head lowered, fingers fidgeting.
She had grown stronger… but she was still a shy girl, easily overwhelmed by attention.
Her voice trembled slightly.
"G-greetings, Clan Leader… Elders… Ambassador…"
Yuan Dai gave her a gentle smile.
"No need to be nervous, child. We merely wish to ask: are you able to contact your mysterious master again?"
Qin Mei shook her head timidly.
"I… I do not know… He appears only when he wants to… And I don't even know his face…"
She looked genuinely scared—not of Yuan Dai, but of disappointing everyone.
And just when Yuan Dai leaned forward to ask more—
BOOM — A Crushing Aura Descends
The entire hall froze.
An overwhelming aura erupted out of nowhere.
No figure appeared.
No footsteps sounded.
Just pure, suffocating pressure.
The elders' faces went pale.
Qin Cai almost collapsed to one knee.
Yuan Dai—an ambassador of the Royal Clan—was drenched in sweat, trembling uncontrollably, his breathing ragged.
A voice echoed above them:
"If I wish to meet someone, I will do so. But do not force my disciple to act on your command."
Qin Mei gasped, almost crying.
The voice continued:
" Your concerns are your own. Not mine. As for danger—
No one in this world can threaten my disciple."
And just like that, The aura vanished.
Leaving only silence.
A deep, terrifying silence.
Yuan Dai stood shakily, clearly humiliated and frightened.
Even he—someone who met kings and clan leaders—had nearly fainted.
He forced a polite bow.
"T-the King has… scheduled the meeting in three days.
We hope the Qin Clan attends…"
And with that, he quickly excused himself and left the hall—half in fear, half in disappointment, fully aware he had just faced a being far beyond royal authority.
Once Yuan Dai was gone, the elders slowly regained their breath.
Qin Mei clung to Yuan Ai, still shaking.
Qin Su, who had been quietly listening from behind the hall, couldn't hold back anymore.
He burst out laughing.
"HAHAHA! That idiot ambassador actually tried to pry into MY business? And he wants Mei to call ME like some servant? Hahaha—what a moron!"
For a moment, despite the looming danger…
The Qin Clan felt safe again.
Because their mysterious protector was far closer than anyone realized.