Chapter 922: Disappointment
The cold air seeped in through the wound, making Helian Yuan shiver all over, but he dared not utter a single complaint.
Inside the icy prison of the frozen hell, the chill was biting, and the voice of the Supreme Lord was even colder than the ice.
"Helian Yuan! Do you know your crime?"
Once these words were spoken, the matter was brought to the forefront.
The other disciples looked at each other in bewilderment.
Helian Yuan knelt on the ground, his face as pale as paper, his body trembling like a leaf in the autumn wind.
He knew that his master already knew the truth.
"Master...Master..."
Helian Yuan's lips trembled, and his eyes darted away.
They dared not look directly into the eyes of the Supreme Saint, who were burning with rage.
"I'm asking you!" The Supreme Saint King approached step by step, each step feeling like he was stepping on Helian Yuan's heart.
"Did you already know that Leng Ning had a husband?"
These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the narrow, icy prison!
The other disciples were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe, and they all lowered their heads, afraid of being blamed.
Helian Yuan's body stiffened abruptly.
He knelt down with a thud, his forehead hitting the cold ground hard.
A voice trembled with tears: "Master! I...I know about this!"
"You know?" The Supreme Saint King laughed in anger, stepping on his back.
They pinned him to the ground.
"You knew that, yet you still dared to urge me to propose marriage?"
"You knew and still dared to hide it?"
"Helian Yuan, you wicked disciple! Do you want to kill me? Do you want to kill the entire Zhang Xuefeng?"
"I was wrong, Master! I was really wrong!"
Helian Yuan, breathless from being trampled, said, "I... I was just hoping to get away with it!"
"I want... I want to use your influence to win Leng Ning back from that man!"
"I don't know who that man is, I'm really not reconciled..."
"Take it back?" The Holy Lord of Extreme Cold trembled with rage and stomped his foot.
Helian Yuan's bones made a cracking sound.
"Do you know who that man is? With a single thought from him, I could be annihilated!"
The Supreme Lord Jilin was extremely furious.
Helian Yuan shook his head: "I...I really didn't know he was so amazing!"
"I thought... I thought that with your intervention, Master, even if he's incredibly powerful, he'd have to give you some face..."
"A little face?" The Supreme Saint King kicked him away.
His gaze was as cold as if he were looking at a corpse: "What is Zhang Xuefeng compared to him? What am I, the Holy Monarch of Extreme Cold? Nothing but an ant!"
"You idiot! You idiot who's been blinded by beauty!"
"Do you even know you're wrong?!"
"This disciple knows his mistake. He shouldn't have acted rashly without investigating the matter thoroughly. He should have explained things to Master first!"
Helian Yuan quickly apologized.
"What did you say?"
The Supreme Saint King felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and staggered back two steps.
He stared in disbelief at Helian Yuan kneeling on the ground.
The chill of the frozen hell was nothing compared to the bone-chilling cold in his heart at that moment!
He stared intently at Helian Yuan, the disciple he had watched grow up.
This child, whom he once regarded as his hope for the future!
"Helian Yuan, say that again!"
The voice of the Supreme Lord Jilin was hoarse, like a broken gong, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"What did you just say you went wrong about?"
Helian Yuan trembled with fear and immediately kowtowed, "Master! This disciple was wrong! This disciple's mistake was... was that I didn't investigate that man's background properly!"
"If I had known earlier that he was a powerful figure even my master feared, I wouldn't have dared to hide it from him even if I had a hundred lives!"
"you......"
The Supreme Saint King couldn't catch his breath!
"Fine...what a mistake it was not to investigate the details properly!"
The Supreme Saint pointed at Helian Yuan, his body trembling violently with rage.
His eyes were filled with utter disappointment and heartache.
"Helian Yuan! Tell me! In your eyes, what is wrong?"
"Stealing someone else's wife and ruining their marriage, isn't that wrong?"
"Concealing information for personal gain, almost causing a major disaster, isn't that a mistake?"
With each question he asked, his voice rose a notch, and the ice cell buzzed!
"Your only mistake was not finding out that the other party was a top-tier expert?"
The voice of the Supreme Saint King was filled with a desperate roar: "What if Leng Ning's husband is just an ordinary person?"
"What if he doesn't have terrifying strength? Would you then think you're right?"
"Does that mean I can justifiably steal someone else's wife away?!"
Helian Yuan was speechless, his face turning pale and then red. "Master... this disciple just... just likes Fairy Leng Ning too much... I couldn't help myself..."
"Unable to control your emotions?" The Supreme Saint King laughed in extreme anger, his laughter as shrill as the wailing of a vengeful ghost.
"Did you forget all the manners, morality, and sense of shame that I taught you?"
He thought of Helian Yuan from before.
That pure and kind child.
The child who would stand up for his fellow disciples when they were bullied.
That child who always said, "Master said that we must act in accordance with our conscience."
That was a good child who knew when to advance and retreat, was reasonable, and had a kind heart!
But now?
The man before me had a shifty look in his eyes and was utterly shameless.
Instead of feeling ashamed of stealing someone else's wife, he blames himself for being unlucky and not messing with an easy target!
Is this still his apprentice?
This is clearly a demon whose soul has been devoured by desire!
"You...you've been possessed, haven't you?"
The voice of the Supreme Saint King trembled with fear.
He lunged forward, grabbed Helian Yuan's shoulder, and stared at his face with a frantic gaze.
"Speak! Who are you? Where is my disciple?"
He preferred to believe that his disciple had been possessed by an evil spirit.
I also can't believe that the pure child has turned into such a shameless person!
Helian Yuan felt a sharp pain from being gripped so tightly, and struggled to break free, crying out, "Master! A disciple is a disciple!"
"Please don't get agitated! Your disciple knows he was wrong! He really knows he was wrong!"
"You don't know!" The Holy Lord of Extreme Cold suddenly flung him away, the light in his eyes completely extinguished.
Only a deathly silence of despair remained: "You have no idea where you went wrong..."
Looking at Helian Yuan's familiar yet unfamiliar face, he felt a sudden dizziness.
Did he teach it wrong?
"Today, I can tell you that Leng Ning's husband is the Undying Demon Emperor. What will you do?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of fear suddenly flashed in Helian Yuan's eyes, but he concealed it well.
.......
The time came at night.
Outside the main hall, in the plaza, Jiang Yantian was standing, holding Leng Ning and watching the snow scene.
Xuanmo and Bingpo were in the distance, reporting on the day's events.
They were extremely cautious, fearing that Jiang Yantian would fly into a rage.
However, Jiang Yantian did not seem to be angry.
"Propose marriage, arrange a union, find Ning'er!"
"Alright, I agree to their marriage proposal!" Jiang Yantian suddenly said.
These words really startled people.
Even Leng Ning was startled.
However, Jiang Yantian did not pause and continued, "Just find anyone, preferably the ugliest person."
“We need a boy, and we’ll rename him to ‘Ren Ning’ or something similar.”
"They're the ones who proposed it, aren't they? Let's have a marriage alliance!"
"I will personally supervise their wedding night. If they refuse, I will exterminate all of Zhang Xuefeng's men!"
