Chapter 555: Today, This Young Master Wants Them All (1)
Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, the Cao family relatives on both sides were all taken aback. They couldn’t understand why a descendant of immortals with a 90% bloodline would also lose the title of Saintess! “Uncle, do you think this is true?” Cao Yang asked, his face ashen after recovering. “It should be true. How would an ordinary disciple dare to spread rumors about the Saintess?” the middle-aged man speculated. He was Cao Yang’s maternal uncle, Yan Ping. Cao Yang pondered for a moment, then ordered the old man beside him, “Uncle Wang, please find a disciple from the Hua Rong Sect, I want to ask personally.” “Yes, young master!” Uncle Wang took the order and quickly called a female disciple from the Hua Rong Sect. The little girl was so terrified by the Cao family’s massive welcoming procession that she didn’t dare to show any displeasure. “This young master heard that your Hua Rong Sect’s Saintess is no longer Hua Yu?” Cao Yang asked with a sliver of hope. “Yes, her title as Saintess was just revoked ten days ago,” the female disciple replied timidly. Cao Yang’s last hope was completely dashed, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he asked in a low voice, “Why?” “Because she violated sect rules, so naturally, she had to be stripped of her Saintess title,” the female disciple explained cautiously. “So what if she violated sect rules? She’s a descendant of immortals with a 90% bloodline. Can’t your Hua Rong Sect afford to give her up?” Cao Yang pressed forcefully. “I… I’m afraid it’s because there’s already a better candidate!” The female disciple, scared, took two steps back. “A better candidate?” Cao Yang had not expected such a result at all. He looked around, feeling lost, then suppressed his anger and asked gently, “Who are you referring to?” “It’s a newly joined junior sister. Although her bloodline is only 80%, she cultivates a secret technique and her cultivation speed is even faster than Hua Yu’s,” the female disciple introduced after calming down. “80% bloodline? Faster cultivation than Hua Yu? Isn’t that ridiculous?” Cao Yang was immediately amused by anger, then waved his hand, “Get lost! Go do what you need to do!” The female disciple felt as if she had been granted amnesty and fled as if escaping. “Uncle, what do you think?” Cao Yang then asked Yan Ping for his opinion. “Although there’s only a 10% difference between an 80% bloodline and a 90% bloodline, this 10% is a world of difference. No secret technique can make up for it, so I don’t believe her.” Yan Ping made his judgment without hesitation. “I think so too, but if that’s the case, why would they lie?” Cao Yang fell into thought. “I think it’s for the sake of face. If they don’t find a reason to depose Hua Yu as Saintess, then the Hua Rong Sect’s rules will be like a mere display.”
Yan Ping deduced after careful consideration.
“In the future? Once they distance themselves from Hua Yu, what future would they have? Do they really think geniuses with a 90% bloodline are easy to find? Hua Ru Yi is truly senile,daring to place her hopes on an illusory future rather than believing in her own disciple.”
Cao Yang sneered and shook his head.
“Could it be that she knew Hua Yu’s intention to play both sides?”
Yan Ping asked in a low voice.
“Hmph, so what if she knows? If Hua Ru Yi were smart enough, she would continue to believe in Hua Yu. Even if she were drained, it would be better than having no successor. Moreover, becoming in-laws with the Cao family would be their honor.”
Cao Yang snorted coldly.
“But it seems that Hua Ru Yi is not very smart. She not only led the sect astray but also put our Cao family in a difficult position.”
Yan Ping said after taking a deep breath.
“Yes, we’ve already sent out invitations. If people find out that the young master is not marrying a Saintess, this matter will be difficult to resolve.”
Uncle Wang beside him agreed.
“Uncle, what do you think we should do about this?”
Cao Yang also realized the seriousness of the matter and sought Yan Ping’s opinion.
“Face is only one part of it. The most important thing is that we cannot give up the Hua Rong Sect, this target for exploitation, for nothing.”
Yan Ping fell into thought, and his eyes sharpened after a moment, “It seems we have to interfere in the internal affairs of the Hua Rong Sect. We must ensure that Hua Yu reclaims her position as Saintess.”
Not long after, the Hua Rong Sect’s wedding escort team emerged with Hua Yu in an eight-bearer sedan chair. Leading them was naturally Hua Ru Yi, her master, accompanied by a group of high-level figures and relatives.
Although Qi Huang and Cheng Hong Ling did not participate, they were observing the situation with their spiritual sense.
“Young Master Cao, I, the Sect Leader, am fulfilling my promise. Today, I will deliver my disciple into your hands with an eight-bearer sedan chair. I hope you will treat her well in the future.”
Hua Ru Yi said sincerely. This was not just a polite remark, as after all, they were master and disciple. She still hoped Hua Yu would have a good life in the future.
“Naturally!”
Cao Yang casually replied, then asked, “But before that, I have something to ask Sect Leader Hua for confirmation. I heard that Hua Yu is no longer the Saintess of the Hua Rong Sect. Is this true?”
Upon hearing this, Hua Yu, who was in the sedan chair, trembled all over. She knew she couldn’t hide it forever.
“It is indeed true. Our sect rules stipulate that the Saintess cannot marry. To fulfill your desires, I had to revoke her title as Saintess.”
Hua Ru Yi explained tactfully.
“Is that so? Then I must thank you, Young Master Cao.”
Cao Yang smiled noncommittally, then questioned, “I just wonder, in Sect Leader Hua’s eyes, which is more important: sect rules, or the future of the Hua Rong Sect?”
“Without sect rules, how can there be a future?”
Hua Ru Yi retorted.
“Hua Ru Yi, you’ve been Sect Leader for decades. Don’t you understand that a sect’s foundation is people, not rules? What development can there be if you have rules but no talented people?”
Cao Yang immediately attacked.
“That’s right. Hua Yu is a blessing that the Hua family has cultivated over generations. By distancing yourself from her like this, you are essentially burying the future of the Hua Rong Sect with your own hands. You are a sinner of the Hua Rong Sect.”
Yan Ping also added a heavy accusation.
“Distancing myself?”
Hua Ru Yi chuckled and said,
“You two are exaggerating. I only revoked her title as Saintess due to sect rules. I neither severed our master-disciple relationship nor expelled her from the Hua Rong Sect. How can you say I’m distancing myself?”
“Uh…”
Cao Yang and Yan Ping were immediately rendered speechless.
“Do you really think that in her heart, her relationship with the Hua Rong Sect depends on the title of Saintess? My disciple is not someone who would forget favors done to her.”
Hua Ru Yi said with a fake smile.
Cao Yang and Yan Ping were completely stumped and had no comeback. Even Hua Yu, being praised so highly, couldn’t utter a word.
“This Sect Leader Hua has such eloquent speech. In this situation, she instantly turned the tables.”
Cheng Hong Ling couldn’t help but exclaim upon hearing this. As she was usually quiet, she admired eloquent people the most.
“Haven’t you heard that old age brings wisdom? She’s been in a high position for so many years. How could she not have some ability to adapt to situations?”
Qi Huang said nonchalantly.
If it was just about eloquence, she wouldn’t be weaker than anyone. This was all cultivated through acting.
“Don’t talk nonsense. She doesn’t look that old,”
Cheng Hong Ling said in a displeased tone.
“Ah, I was just referring to her age. Sect Leader Hua truly looks charming despite her age.”
Qi Huang quickly corrected herself, wondering if Cheng Hong Ling had become her little fan.
On the other side, unable to retort, Cao Yang resorted to being unreasonable,
“I don’t care. This young master said he wanted to marry the Saintess of the Hua Rong Sect, but you’re letting an ordinary disciple marry me. Isn’t this going back on your word?”
“Yes, the Cao family’s invitations have also been sent out. If you don’t marry the Saintess of the Hua Rong Sect, how can you let us save face?”
Yan Ping also questioned aggressively.
“So Young Master Cao only wants to marry the title of Saintess? It’s laughable that my disciple still has such deep feelings for you.”
Hua Ru Yi said with a disappointed shake of her head.
Hua Yu’s face in the sedan chair turned pale, and her heart ached.
“You’re mistaken. This young master, precisely because I like her, must fight for her rights.”
Cao Yang hastily explained.
Hearing this, Hua Yu’s face in the sedan chair regained some color.
“That’s truly touching. Then what exactly does Young Master Cao want?”
Hua Ru Yi asked tentatively.
“Today, this young master wants both the person and the title of Saintess. Immediately restore her identity as Saintess and remove that new Saintess from her position.”
Cao Yang commanded with imposing energy.
