Chapter 6: How Certain Are You?

Xuan Phoenix Sacred Sect. 

Xuan Phoenix Peak. 

Sect Master’s Hall.

The hall flowed with a dark red as thick and congealed as blood.

Several heaven-piercing phoenix pillars spiraled with crimson-gold phoenix carvings.

Their phoenix eyes overlooked from above. 

It was as if they could pierce through the human heart.

At the highest position in the hall sat a woman.

She was extremely beautiful. 

Yet she was also extremely difficult to approach.

She was like an iceberg that had not melted for ten thousand years. 

Bone-chilling coldness surrounded her.

Her black eyes were full of ice. 

They revealed not a single trace of emotion.

She was also like an extremely sharp and domineering sword. 

The mere cold glint on its blade could force enemies to retreat.

The white robe she wore featured a phoenix embroidered with golden threads. 

It was grand and imposing. 

It looked as if it were about to spread its wings and soar.

Her name was Nalan Qingjue. 

She was an eighth-layer Spirit Sovereign Stage powerhouse of the Human Race. 

She was the Sect Master of Xuan Phoenix Sacred Sect and Chu Mo’s master.

Below her. Seated on the left and right sides. 

Were the Peak Masters of the Six Great Peaks. 

Along with several powerful elders who oversaw the inner and outer gates.

These figures who possessed formidable reputations outside were now like merciless judges. 

They pressed down on Pei Yunqing standing in the center of the hall until he could barely breathe.

His fingertips turned white. 

He clutched tightly onto Chu Mo’s sleeve.

His eyes filled with unease showed complete dependence. 

He was like a dodder flower that could only live by clinging to Chu Mo.

Chu Mo performed a proper salute. 

She concisely explained Pei Yunqing’s desire to treat Yan Qingge and his plan to borrow the facilities of Xuan Phoenix Sacred Sect.

Once she finished speaking. 

The expressions of everyone in the hall became strange.

Their gazes met in the air. 

The mockery and ridicule were self-evident.

The Great Elder of the Inner Gate. 

Luo Na. 

Had naturally heterochromatic pupils.

She first cautiously glanced at Nalan Qingjue. 

Seeing that the Sect Master had lowered her eyes and remained silent. 

She understood what to do.

Luo Na cleared her throat. “Pei Yunqing. How certain are you in curing Yan Qingge?”

Suddenly being called out. Pei Yunqing trembled all over.

He frantically wanted to say one hundred percent. But when he looked up.

He met Luo Na’s purple and green pupils.

Those heterochromatic eyes held the naked scrutiny of a superior toward an inferior. 

Pei Yunqing’s throat tightened. 

It felt as if squeezed by an invisible hand.

Did he really have one hundred percent certainty? 

It was true he had studied remnants of medical books. 

But he had never treated anyone before.

Being asked in this way. 

He felt extremely unconfident. 

His mouth went dry.

He said hoarsely. 

“E-Eighty percent… maybe?”

“Eighty percent?”

The seemingly casual counter-question struck like a heavy hammer. 

It made Pei Yunqing’s head spin.

The surrounding gazes grew even more piercing. Pei Yunqing took half a step back.

His heartbeat thundered like war drums. Fine cold sweat covered his forehead and back.

“Seventy percent…?”

“Hmph!”

Luo Na sneered disdainfully. Her eyes showed unmasked contempt.

She looked at Pei Yunqing sideways. 

“With only seventy percent confidence. You dare to treat Yan Qingge? Do you know what her identity is? If anything goes wrong while Yan Qingge is attempting to break through her realm. Who will bear the responsibility—your Mistveil Pavilion or our Xuan Phoenix Sacred Sect?”

As soon as these words fell. 

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly turned ice-cold.

Most of those present nodded repeatedly.

The last bit of perfunctory friendliness in their gazes toward Pei Yunqing vanished completely.

Under the siege of contemptuous. 

Questioning. 

And doubtful looks from so many big shots. 

Pei Yunqing’s legs trembled. 

He nearly collapsed to the ground in a faint.

Even more ridiculous was that he actually tried to shrink his body behind Chu Mo. 

Like a frightened chick desperately clinging to its mother hen.

Those present had all clawed their way out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood in their early years. 

Although this was a female-dominant world that did not require men to be powerful. 

His overly weak and delicate appearance was truly unbecoming. They really could not bear to watch it.

“I say. Senior Sister Chu. It is true that the Sect Master values you highly. Your own talent and these years of hard work. We have all seen them. But some matters. Need to be handled with caution. Yesterday when the mountain gates were opened wide. It was to welcome… heh.”

This light chuckle was more heart-piercing than any curse.

“That’s right. Not only were the mountain gates opened. But the banquet was also prepared for a long time. Sigh. Although it was to save Senior Sister Chu a year ago. It is still inappropriate.”

“Hmph. Stop talking about irrelevant things. Right now. There is someone who does not know their own limits or their own weight. Yet they delusionally want to treat Yan Qingge. It is simply absurd to the extreme!”

One person after another spoke up. 

Their words made Pei Yunqing’s eyes redden. 

Tears were about to fall.

Chu Mo gritted her teeth. Irritation surged fiercely in her heart.

These words were not only aimed at Pei Yunqing. They subtly insulted her as well.

Although she was angry. 

In this setting. No matter how upset or irrational she felt. 

She knew she had no right to speak out in anger.

“Chu Mo…”

Pei Yunqing looked up. 

He appeared pitiful and fragile. 

Like a willow swaying in the wind.

If it were normal times. Chu Mo’s heart would probably have broken.

But now. With dozens of elders watching. 

She only felt annoyed. 

Her face flushed red then turned pale.

If it were that stubborn one… he would have long sneered and put his hands on his hips to argue back against these people. 

How could he only dare to wrinkle my clothes…

“Enough.”

A dignified voice without any emotion slammed into everyone’s hearts.

In an instant. The hall fell silent as if in the dead of winter.

Nalan Qingjue slightly raised her eyes. 

She scanned the room. 

Then finally settled her gaze on Pei Yunqing’s face.

“How certain are you?”

Pei Yunqing was almost about to faint.

But he remembered his mother Pei Ruanyan’s gloomy eyes. 

His whole body shivered.

Mustering all his strength. 

He shouted hoarsely. 

“One hundred percent! I have one hundred percent certainty!”

After he finished speaking. 

It was as if all the strength had been drained from his body. 

He collapsed onto the ground in a heap.

In such a short time. 

One question had received three different answers.

Not only did the Peak Masters and elders have exceptionally colorful expressions. 

Even Chu Mo felt embarrassed.

She lowered her head and looked at the person on the ground. 

He was soaked in cold sweat and panting heavily.

Even Chu Mo wanted to ask him. 

Just how certain are you really?

If anything happened to Yan Qingge. Not to mention anything else. 

Just based on their friendship from childhood until now. 

Chu Mo herself would not be able to get over it.

Moreover. 

When had he become so timid? 

As a child. 

He had dared to drive away demon beasts for her with just a broken wooden stick. Over a year ago. 

He could step forward and put himself at risk when she was stranded among the demon race.

Was Pei Yunqing such a cowardly person?

No. That was not right. Yunqing had done all this to save her.

Whether as a child or now. 

He had always placed himself in danger.

It must be that he had suffered torment in the demon race. 

Which had turned him into this current state. It must be…

She repeated these reasons over and over in her heart. 

As if as long as she repeated them enough times and loudly enough in her mind. 

She could cover up that momentary disappointment in Pei Yunqing. 

The disappointment that even she herself found terrifying.

Chu Mo clenched the hand hidden in her sleeve into a fist. 

She gripped it so hard it trembled.

Her black eyes lowered. 

Flashing with struggle and hesitation.

In the end. She made up her mind.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to defend Pei Yunqing a little. 

She heard Nalan Qingjue speak.

“Yao Furnace Peak Master. Lin Rou.”

A woman who looked and carried herself like a gentle wife stood up.

She was Lin Rou. A fifth-layer Spirit Emperor Stage powerhouse.

She naturally had a pair of smiling eyes. 

A warm and kind smile graced her face. She possessed extremely strong affinity.

“Present.”

“Chu Mo. The Inner Gate training field can be used. However.”

Nalan Qingjue paused. 

The look in her eyes toward Chu Mo carried unquestionable authority.

“When treating Yan Qingge. Lin Rou must be present.”

Upon hearing this. 

The crowd reacted differently. Some frowned tightly. 

Some were full of doubt. And some watched everything coldly.

“Lin Rou understands.”

Lin Rou bowed and saluted toward Nalan Qingjue.

Chu Mo hurriedly pulled Pei Yunqing up from the ground. 

She stiffly followed with a salute.

Nalan Qingjue gave Chu Mo a deep look. 

Then she waved her hand.

This absurd meeting came to an end.