# Chapter 232: A Hero Saves a Beauty
Ning Shiyue was slightly surprised. “Sixth Junior Brother, move aside! You can’t block this sword. It’ll skewer both of us together!”
“Fifth Senior Sister, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have argued with you!” Baili Wenyue’s voice was muffled, and he sounded like he was on the verge of tears.
Ning Shiyue pulled a talisman from her spatial storage and raised her hand to throw it at the flying sword.
However, just then, Yun Hai flashed forward. With one hand, he caught the talisman, while with the other, he pinched the flying sword between his fingers. His movements were smooth and effortless, as though everything had happened in one fluid motion.
Crack!
A fracture appeared across the mask on Yun Hai’s face, and it fell off.
It turned out that a trace of the flying sword’s energy had struck his mask.
Fortunately, Yun Hai had been on full alert and had not underestimated the sword’s power. Otherwise, his face would undoubtedly have been injured.
The instant his mask fell, Yun Hai’s exquisitely handsome face, with its sharp, chiseled features, was revealed.
Yun Hai had a tall, strong build and an imposing, dignified appearance. His features were well-defined and stern, and beneath his two sword-like eyebrows lay a pair of icy eyes. His entire bearing radiated composure and unwavering resolve.
The moment his mask fell, Yun Hai discreetly glanced sideways to observe Ning Shiyue’s reaction.
To his surprise, he discovered that Ning Shiyue and Baili Wenyue were whispering to each other. Neither of them had any intention of looking up at him.
For a moment, Yun Hai’s emotions fluctuated wildly.
That nephew of the Chief really is an eyesore.
Meanwhile, the crowd erupted into an uproar when everyone got a clear look at Yun Hai’s face.
“Holy crap! Holy crap! Lord Yun Hai, who always gives off such a chilling aura, is actually this devastatingly handsome! I always thought he had a face as cold as a block of ice!”
“Am I the only one who noticed that Lord Yun Hai caught Daoist Wuji’s flying sword so effortlessly? They say that whenever Daoist Wuji sends out his flying sword, blood is bound to be spilled!”
“I have a feeling this year’s Spirit Fighting Tournament is going to be anything but ordinary! Ever since the competition began, one incident after another has occurred. I’m suddenly feeling really uneasy!”
“Lord Yun Hai looks no older than thirty, yet he’s already at the peak of the Void God realm. Could it be that he’s only three thousand years old?”
Only after hearing this question did everyone else notice the same thing.
A Void God could live for ten thousand years. If one calculated age based on a mortal lifespan of one hundred years, then a three-thousand-year-old Void God would generally be equivalent to a thirty-year-old mortal.
That was why people with higher cultivation levels tended to look younger.
Of course, there was another way to preserve a youthful appearance: taking a Youth-Preserving Pill.
However, even a single Youth-Preserving Pill could only maintain one’s youthful appearance for a hundred years.
The pills were expensive, and their effects lasted for such a short time. There was no way the notoriously stingy Lord Yun Hai would waste his money on them.
That left only one explanation: Lord Yun Hai really was just over three thousand years old!
“Wait, that’s not right! Why has Lord Yun Hai put his mask back on? I don’t want to look at the mask…” someone wailed.
The mask Yun Hai wore featured a fearsome blue-green face with protruding fangs. Combined with the pair of icy eyes visible through the openings, it was enough to send chills down the spines of the disciples.
Yun Hai, however, paid no attention to what anyone else thought. He simply raised his hand and tossed the flying sword back to Luo Wuji.
Looking at Luo Wuji, Yun Hai spoke in a cold voice.
“You should know perfectly well that all forms of fighting are forbidden during the Spirit Fighting Tournament. And if Daoist Wuji behaves like this, people will think that the mighty Hao Ling Province cannot accept defeat. How can you expect the world to continue believing in your impartiality?”
Yun Hai had gone straight for Luo Wuji’s weak spot.
A flicker of amusement passed through Yun Hai’s icy eyes.
The usually detached and desireless Daoist Wuji had actually developed feelings for his own disciple without even realizing it.
Now, that was interesting!
Unfortunately, given Luo Wuji’s status, he was destined to be unable to indulge in romantic entanglements. Otherwise, he would no longer be able to maintain his identity as a Daoist Master.
On the Nine Provinces Continent, not just anyone could be honored with the title of Daoist Master.
A Daoist Master had to devote himself wholeheartedly to comprehending the Dao and sever himself from the seven emotions and six desires. His sole concern had to be the overall situation across the Nine Provinces.
He also had to remain forever impartial, safeguarding peace throughout the Nine Provinces.
To put it more precisely, a Daoist Master was essentially the living embodiment of the Heavenly Dao in the Nine Provinces. He served as a spiritual anchor and object of faith for countless people.
Of course, this title of Daoist Master had also been bestowed upon Luo Wuji by the Baili family.
Over the years, the Luo family had risen rapidly to become the second-most powerful family in the Nine Provinces, and Luo Wuji had played an enormous role in that achievement.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that Luo Wuji himself was the true power behind the Luo family.
The Baili family could grant Luo Wuji the title of Daoist Master, but they could just as easily take it away, leaving him with nothing.
Luo Wuji could accept disciples. He could have women in his life. But there was one thing he absolutely could not do: fall in love.
The Heavenly Dao had to be impartial, selfless, dignified, and upright. If Luo Wuji could not uphold these principles in public, the Baili family would certainly take measures to deal with him.
“Yun Hai, as a Daoist Master, am I supposed to stand by and let my disciple suffer grievances?” Luo Wuji’s usually cool eyes were now filled with a bone-chilling coldness.
He understood the threat behind Yun Hai’s words, but today, he simply had no intention of backing down so easily.
“Your disciple suffers a grievance, so you decide to kill someone in front of everyone? Besides, what grievance has she actually suffered?” Yun Hai countered.
Had Su Yanran really been wronged?
Yun Hai certainly hadn’t seen it. All he had heard was Su Yanran repeatedly sowing discord!
She used the gentlest words to ignite the fiercest anger in people’s hearts.
Furthermore, Luo Wuji had even told Su Yanran about what had happened at Bear Tiger Ridge. It seemed he truly doted on this disciple of his.
“Yun Hai, Feng Qingran poisoned Sect Master Qin Haoyan. Yanran merely asked her to hand over the antidote, yet Feng Qingran responded by insulting her. Shouldn’t she apologize?” Luo Wuji could not tolerate anyone speaking ill of Su Yanran.
“First, let me make this clear: I did not poison Old—Sect Master Qin,” Feng Qingran declared in a crisp voice, her eyes bright as moonlight. “If you don’t believe me, you can find a physician to examine him.”
Luo Wuji’s dark eyes turned even colder, and the icy aura surrounding him intensified.
“Feng Qingran, tell me honestly. What happened between you and Sect Master Qin inside the Void God domain?”
Yun Hai asked in a frigid voice.
As he spoke, he deliberately cast a seemingly casual glance at Mo Jinghong.
During the period when this man disappeared, could he have gone into Qin Haoyan’s domain?
However, once a Void God domain had been opened, no one else could enter it.
If everyone could freely enter other people’s domains whenever they pleased, the entire Nine Provinces Continent would have descended into chaos long ago.
“Lord Yun Hai, the way you put that makes it very easy for people to misunderstand!” Feng Qingran blinked her almond-shaped eyes, looking utterly innocent. “I’m only at the Nascent Soul realm. What could I possibly have done to Sect Master Qin? I spent the entire time inside running for my life…”
