#911 - Chapter 911 The Secret of the Totem

"You… how did you suddenly appear in the Star Pavilion?" Ye Ling asked.

"Um… I, well, I just came to find you and saw you falling from the ladder," Ye Kong casually made up a reason to placate Ye Ling.

Because Ye Ling trusted Ye Kong very much and never doubted his words. Ye Ling noticed the black cloak draped over Ye Kong's body.

"Ye Kong, are you hot?" Ye Ling asked, looking at the black cloak on Ye Kong.

"Not hot."

"Then why are you wearing a cloak?"

Ye Kong thought, I can't possibly tell her I'm invisible and came to peek at you, no, no, no, to see you.

"This… I've been feeling a bit cold lately, so I'm wearing a cloak to keep warm," Ye Kong said as he took off the invisibility cloak and put it into his storage ring, revealing the clothes underneath.

Ye Kong was wearing a snow-white, straight-collared robe, the fabric of which draped beautifully. A wide belt with moon-white auspicious cloud patterns cinched his waist, from which hung only a piece of exceptionally fine black jade, its shape seemingly rough but ancient and沉郁. His black hair was casually tied with a silver ribbon, without a crown or hairpin. A few strands of hair on his forehead were scattered by the wind, intertwined with the silver ribbon, fluttering lightly. Ye Kong's attire showed a hint of scholarly elegance, especially the white robe, like a tree of jade branches planted among green hills and clear waters, absorbing all the essence of heaven and earth.

Afraid that Ye Ling would discover that this cloak was not an ordinary cloak, Ye Kong changed the subject, pointing to the book in Ye Ling's hand.

"What book are you holding? Why did you have to climb so high?"

Ye Ling hurriedly hid the book behind her back.

"No, nothing, just an ordinary book." Ye Ling answered Ye Kong nervously, as she hadn't decided whether to tell Ye Kong about Little Mountain's matter.

Ye Kong's tall nose and moderately thick red lips were curved in a dazzling smile as he approached Ye Ling step by step, causing her to retreat.

"It's just an ordinary book, why are you so nervous?" His appearance seemed unrestrained, but the glint of shrewdness that inadvertently flashed in his eyes made people dare not underestimate him.

Ye Kong gradually cornered Ye Ling, and she retreated until her back was against the wall. Seeing that she couldn't retreat any further, Ye Ling turned to leave, trying to avoid Ye Kong's interrogation.

As a result, Ye Kong was quick-witted and quick-handed, directly supporting himself on the wall with both hands, trapping Ye Ling in the small space between him and the wall.

Ye Kong's eyes were as deep as the night sky, and at this moment, Ye Kong was staring straight at Ye Ling, his eyes shining brightly under his eyebrows, just like a pile of fire in a thicket of thorns.

Ye Kong knew that Ye Ling was investigating Little Mountain's matter. He hoped that Ye Ling wouldn't shoulder everything alone and could trust him unconditionally and tell him. Ye Kong was waiting for Ye Ling to open her mouth and tell him personally.

Ye Ling couldn't leave, and Ye Kong was too close to her. The atmosphere was too ambiguous. Ye Ling felt that Ye Kong's eyes were about to see through her. Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from Ye Kong.

So Ye Ling simply didn't hide it anymore and decided to tell Ye Kong.

"Let me go first, and I'll tell you."

Ye Kong lowered his arms and kept his distance from Ye Ling.

Ye Ling came to the table and turned the page of another book on the table for Ye Kong. Ye Kong took it and saw the totem pattern on the book.

"Do you still remember Emperor Luo? Also, have you ever seen this totem?" Ye Ling asked, leaning against the table.

"Emperor Luo, I know. The master of another world. Wasn't he already destroyed? This totem… looks familiar." Ye Kong cooperated with Ye Ling's act, pretending not to recognize the totem.

Ye Ling turned around and sat on the chair.

"Little Mountain has this totem on the back of his neck. I saw it accidentally before."

"So, you are investigating Little Mountain?" Ye Kong asked back.

Ye Ling shook her head slightly from side to side, and then took out the paper painting that her subordinate gave her and handed it to Ye Kong. Ye Kong took it. The totem on the paper was the same, but the color of the totem on the paper was red, while the one on the book had no color, only the style.

"I asked my subordinates to investigate and found that people of Emperor Luo all have this totem on the back of their calves. It's hard to be noticed, and their totems are all red," Ye Ling explained to Ye Kong.

"I read ancient books and found that these are all marks given by the successive Emperors Luo."

"I don't understand, so what does this have to do with Little Mountain? A totem can't mean that Little Mountain is a person from another world," Ye Kong asked in confusion.

"But the totem on Little Mountain is different from the marks of other people of Emperor Luo! Little Mountain's is a blue totem, which can only explain one problem, that is, the still-existing divided soul of Emperor Luo has chosen Little Mountain as the vessel for Emperor Luo's rebirth!" Ye Ling said excitedly, because this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

Ye Kong realized the seriousness of the matter and became nervous.

"Then… then do you have any way to remove the blue totem behind Little Mountain's neck?" Ye Kong's voice was slow, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor. Ye Kong felt that Emperor Luo's rebirth was not terrible. What was terrible was that he was afraid that after Little Mountain became the vessel of Emperor Luo, he would have to deal with Happy Peak. How could he bring himself to hurt him?

That was Little Mountain! He personally raised him with his own hands, feeding him and changing his diapers. Was it easy for him, acting as both father and master?

Ye Ling knew that Ye Kong cherished his precious disciple very much, treating him like a treasure in the palm of his hand, a treasure in his heart, Ye Kong's sweet treat. There was more or less a bit of sour vinegar in the air. I'm really 酸Q哇.

Ye Ling threw the book she had just dropped to Ye Kong, and Ye Kong caught it steadily.

"Here, the book I got when I fell just now is the method to remove the totem behind Little Mountain's neck."

Ye Kong hurriedly flipped through the book to check, while Ye Ling stood aside with her arms folded, explaining to Ye Kong.

"The book says that only the one who tied the bell can untie it, which means that only the divided soul of Emperor Luo can remove the totem on Little Mountain. Therefore, we must find the divided soul of Emperor Luo. Only he can remove the totem on Little Mountain."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, Ye Kong also happened to flip to it and finished reading the solution.

Ye Kong put down the book and walked towards the door, preparing to leave.

"Where are you going?" Ye Ling called out to Ye Kong.

Ye Kong stopped his leaving footsteps, facing away from Ye Ling and said.

"I'm going to remove the totem for Little Mountain. He will always be the twelfth disciple of my Happy Peak, and he will always be Little Mountain of my Happy Peak," Ye Kong said firmly.

"No! You can't forcibly remove the totem on Little Mountain, otherwise it will cause great damage to Little Mountain's body. He is still a child. You can withstand it, but Little Mountain can't," Ye Ling persuaded.

Ye Kong paused slightly. He had listened to Ye Ling's words.

"Then mobilize the people of my Happy Peak to find him, dig three feet into the ground to find him! If you can't find him, turn the cultivation world upside down and find him for me!"

After Ye Kong said domineeringly, he left the Star Pavilion.

Leaving only Ye Ling alone watching his leaving back.