Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng was an inexperienced rookie when he first ventured into the martial arts world.

So he cleverly gave himself a pseudonym, Liu Yinshui.

This name sounds too frivolous and doesn't sound like that of a scholar.

However, he still instinctively flattered himself, and when talking about the poem "Jianghu", he couldn't help but praise himself.

He advertised himself as a handsome young man from the Yunhai Sect.

Miss Lin Yin nodded slowly and said, "I've heard that too. This young man's name is Ye Feng. He just turned sixteen. He shone brightly in the Yunhai Sect's recently concluded inner sect exam and made it into the top ten.

I've loved poetry since I was a child, and this time when I'm traveling, I'm thinking of heading towards Lingshan, hoping to see Mr. Ye at the Lingshan competition next year."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he said, "So you like poetry. I... I am a scholar who has read a lot of poetry. The night is long, we can talk about poetry and songs."

Miss Lin Yin's veil swayed gently, her eyes sparkling as she said, "Very well, since Master Liu is so interested, I would like to recite poems and compose fu with you to enhance the fun."

Ye Feng was overjoyed and sat down on the stone bench in front of the stone table.

I was just about to copy a few ancient poems from my previous life to broaden the horizons of the daughter of the Xinzhou prefect.

Suddenly, I saw that the door of Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi's room was opened.

The two women seemed to have just finished bathing. They were both wearing pure white dresses and veils on their faces.

Ye Feng recognized who was who by their figures.

Sanzhier, who was supposed to be sleeping in his own room, was now being held in Shentianqi's arms.

Then, Shen Tianqi looked around, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a human-shaped paper talisman fell from above the wooden door.

Yun Shuang'er took a look and whispered, "This is the sound insulation sound commonly used by the disciples of the Demon Cult."

Shen Tianqi's eyes flashed.

Then both of them looked towards the stone pavilion not far away where guests could rest.

Ye Feng stood up, extended his hand to the two girls, and said, "Come here quickly. This Miss Lin is the daughter of the Xinzhou governor. She also studied Taoism in Hongye Mountain."

The two girls walked over slowly.

While walking, Shen Tianqi had already placed Sanzhier in his arms on his shoulders.

Miss Lin Yin and her maid Xiaoyun saw Shen Tianqi reaching out to peel off the human-shaped paper talisman.

Miss Lin Yin raised her eyebrows slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across her eyes.

She didn't seem to have expected that Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi were young but had such impressive abilities.

She just wanted to chat with Ye Feng tonight, so she made arrangements in advance and sealed Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi's rooms with soundproofing so that they could not hear any noise from outside.

So the piano sound just now only attracted Ye Feng.

Unexpectedly, in just a short moment, the two women had noticed something and removed the sound insulation.

The soundproofing sound is rarely used by righteous disciples, and is basically used by disciples of the evil sect.

Miss Lin Yin knew that she had probably been exposed.

But she didn't panic.

As a figure who has been influential in the world for many years, she did not take Yun Shuang'er, Shen Tianqi and Ye Feng, the three young people, seriously.

Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi walked to the stone pavilion and looked at the masked woman in front of them with vigilance. She was wearing a pink dress and a pure white cloak.

They all got it wrong.

Although they had guessed before that the masked woman was a monk.

But no one expected that this woman was a monk from the Demon Sect.

Yun Shuang'er said calmly, "Who is this girl?"

Ye Feng said, "She is Miss Lin Yin, the daughter of the Xinzhou governor. She is currently studying Taoism at Hongye Mountain in Xinzhou."

"Lin Yin?"

When Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi heard this name, their eyes froze.

Miss Lin Yin bowed politely and said, "My humble self is Lin Yin. Nice to meet you two ladies. May I know your names?"

Yun Shuang'er said, "It's inconvenient to tell you who we are, but your name... sounds like the current Saint Lingyin of the Demon Cult's Goddess Palace."

"Yeah, a lot of people say that. I'm thinking about changing the name."

Yun Shuang'er said, "I think you have changed your name."

Miss Lin Yin smiled and said, "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"The Xinzhou prefect's surname is not Lin, but Zhao, and his name is Zhao Wenting."

Miss Lin Yin's eyes flashed when she heard this, and she smiled and said, "You are talking about Governor Zhao. He has been transferred back to the capital. My father is the new Governor of Xinzhou."

Shen Tianqi interjected, "Oh, I see. Where are you going, young lady?"

Ye Feng said, "Miss Lin just told me that she admires Ye Feng, the immortal poet of Haizong who wrote 'Jianghu'. She just came down the mountain and is preparing to rush to Lingshan to witness Ye Feng's performance in the Lingshan competition."

Yun Shuang'er pulled Ye Feng up and said, "Are you stupid? Xinzhou is north of the capital, and the capital is north of Lingshan. This place is eight thousand miles south of the capital. If Miss Lin Yin wanted to go to Lingshan, she wouldn't be here."

Ye Feng's expression was slightly stunned, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He took a few steps back and said, "Miss Lin, you lied to me? Who are you?"

Shen Tianqi shook the human-shaped paper talisman in his hand and said, "This is the sound-isolating talisman commonly used by disciples of the Demon Cult. If I'm not mistaken, this Miss Lin should be a member of the Demon Cult?"

Miss Lin Yin looked at the three of them with a watery gaze.

She did not answer immediately, but sat in front of the guqin, gently plucking the strings with her white jade-like fingers.

A beautiful melody immediately sounded.

"Which of you is Yun Shuang'er, and who is Shen Tianqi?"

Miss Lin Yin spoke softly.

Yun Shuang'er said coldly: "Do you know us?"

Lin Yin said, "I don't know him, but... I have heard of that little green-haired beast. It should be called Sanzhier, right?

And this Mr. Liu, no, it should be Mr. Ye."

Ye Feng and the other two looked at San Zhier who was lying on Shen Tianqi's shoulder at the same time.

Seeing the sudden change in the three people's expressions, Lin Yin smiled and said, "It seems that I was right. Cultivators have great abilities and can change their appearance. It is inaccurate to recognize a person based on appearance alone. However, many cultivators often overlook a detail, that is, the spiritual pet beside them.

Young Master Ye has become very famous in the world recently, and there are many rumors about him. Although I have never seen Young Master Ye, I have heard that he has a small green pet.

Recently, I heard that Master Ye went down the mountain to gain experience and abducted two beauties from the Yunhai Sect, Yun Shuang'er and Shen Tianqi.

From the moment I entered the inn, I guessed it was you.

I have no ill will towards you, nor do I wish to create any conflict with you. I simply happen to be living in the same inn as you, and I'm not here to attack you. So, I suggest that we put aside our pasts and identities and go our separate ways tomorrow morning. How do you think?"