Refining the Mountains and Rivers

The Dragon Saint was throwing a fit again. This had happened quite frequently recently and he would jump up and down angrily as he shouted. The sound of things breaking followed as bits and pieces of artifacts were thrown out.

The Dragon Palace slaves never dared to go close and they would vaguely hear some sounds such as "I hate those two Saints," "I found that good treasure first," "That peach thief stole my son-in-law," "I will never forget this," or "I refuse to accept this."

An old slave of Dragon Palace could roughly guess why the Dragon Saint was acting in this manner. He laughed bitterly and chased the other slaves further away. Otherwise they might spread rumors and tarnish the Dragon Saint's reputation again.

Cough cough. However, the old slave did not approve of the Dragon Saint's attitude these days.

After all, Qin Yu was from the Peach Garden and he did not belong to the East Sea just because Dragon Saint liked him. He and the Spring Master both had to be willing.

Furthermore, it was most likely that the Dragon Saint was weaker than the Spring Master. The few beatings in the past had proven this…it was truly a shame that the Dragon Saint could only roar and complain in his study now.

Dragini heard her father's outbursts from afar. At first, she was not too sure. However, after hearing a few of his cries, her face changed. She was embarrassed and angry and she could not help looking at Qin Yu. He wore a calm face and his breathing rhythm did not change. It seemed that he did not mind this at all, and this made her relax.

Her father was too embarrassing!

Should she head over then? However, it was not her call to decide whether this matter would pass. Seeing that Qin Yu had no intentions of stopping, Dragini reluctantly led the way.

The average Dragon Palace slaves did not stop Dragini, but an old man who had a turtle shell on his back did, "Your Highness, why are you here today?"

It was Tortoise Spirit, an old man who had lived for a very long time. It was rumored that the Dragon Saint was taken care of by Tortoise Spirit when he was younger. Now, Tortoise Spirit held a high status in the Dragon Palace as a servant.

Yet, he was old and he did not manage many palace matters now. During the last birthday of the Dragon Saint, he only gave some instructions to the younger servants and he did not personally manage the banquet.

As such, Dragini was surprised to see Tortoise Spirit here. She bowed respectfully and asked, "Grandpa Tortoise, why are you here?"

Tortoise Spirit glanced at Qin Yu and smiled, "The Dragon Saint is not feeling well and I am personally here to make sure nothing goes wrong. May I know who this young lad is?" "Cough!" Dragini lightly coughed and said hurriedly, "Grandpa Tortoise, this is a valued guest of Father. There are some matters to attend to."

A valued guest of the Dragon Saint, did this mean…Old Tortoise sucked in a breath and respectfully bowed, "I am sorry that I did not recognize you. Please excuse my incompetence."

Qin Yu waved his hand, "It is alright." He pointed forward and instructed, "Please inform him of my arrival. I will wait here."

Cough cough…honestly speaking, he was a little uncomfortable hearing the Dragon Saint's complaints. After all, the other subject in his angry outbursts was Dragini.

Tortoise Spirit hurriedly left. The loud roars suddenly disappeared. Then, Tortoise Spirit ran back and informed, "Honored guest, the Dragon Saint invites you in."

Qin Yu nodded, "Alright. I will head over by myself."

Tortoise Spirit looked over to Dragini. After a while, Dragini said, "Grandpa Tortoise, he is hiding his identity here because of some reasons. He is the ninth disciple of the Peach Garden. I just wanted to let you know this."

Tortoise Spirit's eyes widened and he sighed deeply as he nodded. A look of respect crossed his eyes as he stared after Qin Yu's back.

The most famous person in the Vast Brightness World was Qin Yu. A slaughtering of Saints had not happened for a very long time. Furthermore, the speed of Qin Yu's improvement was too drastic and he seemed to have a mysterious aura. This topic captured many people's attention.

Qin Yu pushed open the doors of the study. It was completely empty and did not have the mess one would expect. The area had been cleaned up very quickly.

The Dragon Saint sat on a high chair and wore a stern face as he stared at Qin Yu. He frowned, "Who are you? Why have you concealed your identity to enter the Dragon Palace?"

Although his tone was calm, he was in shock internally and his heart beat quickly.

Nonsense, the man was right in front of him. The revered Dragon Saint of the East Sea did not even recognize…no, he had not even grasped Qin Yu's aura. This was a frightening thought.

A mysterious cultivator had entered his den and he could not even sense it…what was being hidden here? This thought sent shivers down his spine!

Honestly speaking, this was the first time the Dragon Saint had encountered such a situation.

Qin Yu could sense the nervousness in the Dragon Saint's eyes despite his calm expression. He suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment wash up his heart.

Back at the banquet, the Dragon Saint had watched the battle between him and Lian Yi. Even though Qin Yu killed Lian Yi, who had one foot in the Sea of Bitterness, the Dragon Saint had still regarded him as a mere cultivator from the younger generation.

However, Qin Yu now made the Dragon Saint feel uneasy and even fearful. The change in attitude was hard to describe.

Qin Yu's lips curled into a smile and he extended his arm, "I am the ninth disciple of the Peach Garden, Qin Yu. Greetings to Dragon Saint." As he spoke, his physical appearance morphed back into his true appearance.

"Qin Yu!"

The Dragon Saint cried and he almost jumped out of his seat. He grabbed the two armrests beside him and stared intently at Qin Yu, as though he was trying to find something. However, no matter how much he stared, and even though Qin Yu was right in front of him, there had not been a change in aura in the environment.

How did he do this?

Most importantly, with Qin Yu's current strength and the powers he revealed…perhaps the Dragon Saint was overly concerned with his daughter. If Qin Yu liked her, he might get a grandchild soon. This thought made him shiver!

He sighed deeply and maintained his calm. Smiling brightly, he said, "So you have come. Forgive the improper welcome, please take a seat!"

These old folks were very good at maintaining their composure. Qin Yu had to admire how thick their skin was too.

After all, anyone would know that with Qin Yu's cultivation level, he had heard everything the Dragon Saint was raging about just now.

Qin Yu chuckled and took his seat, "Thank you Dragon Saint." Before he could speak, the Dragon Saint suddenly asked, "Mister Ninth, would you be willing to marry? My daughter Dragini is as beautiful as a flower. Although she can be quite mischievous at times, she is deeply respectful of you now. You just need to nod, and we can prepare a room for you guys now!"

Qin Yu almost choked on his saliva and his eyes widened. He had never expected that the Dragon Saint would speak so directly.

However, he quickly regained his composure. The Dragon Saint must be doing this on purpose. Even if the Dragon Saint had true intentions, he would not use this method to bring up his point.

It was probably to lighten the mood and shake his composure so that they would be on the same page.

With this thought, Qin Yu sighed and calmly said, "We don't need jokes. I have a favor to seek from you, Dragon Saint."