Chapter 1347 - 1347 High Priest—Ji Yansong!

1347 High Priest—Ji Yansong!

A week later…

It was as if she had a long dream. The content of the dream was trivial, but it was as long as a lifetime, making Jian Ai physically and mentally tired.

She slowly opened her eyes and felt a throbbing pain in her head. Jian Ai couldn’t help but gasp. It hurt.

“Sir, she’s awake!”

Suddenly, a tender voice sounded. Jian Ai was shocked.

Without waiting for Jian Ai to think, footsteps approached. Only then did Jian Ai’s vision become clear. When she focused, she realized she was in a completely unfamiliar environment.

The room was decorated in an ancient manner, as if it was built with wood. Sunlight seeped in between the wooden gaps.

Jian Ai wanted to get up, but she felt weak.

“Don’t move yet.”

A low voice sounded. The man had already come to the bed. He raised his hand and gently pressed Jian Ai’s body. He looked at her and said, “You’ve been unconscious for too long. You just woke up. Lie down and recuperate.”

Jian Ai looked at the man and realized that she didn’t know this person at all. The girl at the side blinked and smiled playfully. Jian Ai didn’t know her either.

“You are…”

Jian Ai frowned and couldn’t help but quickly recall her memories. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could only think of the scene of her neck being strangled and on the verge of death.

After that, she remembered nothing. When she opened her eyes again, she was already here.

Could it be…

“You saved me?” Jian Ai asked.

Other than that, Jian Ai couldn’t think of any other result, so she subconsciously felt that the other party had saved her.

Unexpectedly, the man shook his head and suddenly stood up with a solemn expression. He took two steps back and slowly knelt on one knee under Jian Ai’s surprised gaze.

The man placed a hand on his chest and lowered his head in a solemn manner.

This gesture… Jian Ai’s eyes couldn’t help but widen. This was a unique posture when people from the ancient sect worshipped her!

Without waiting for Jian Ai to speak, the man said, “Greetings, Sect Master. I’m the High Priest of the ancient sect, Ji Yansong!”

“You’re the High Priest?” Jian Ai came back to her senses and couldn’t help but exclaim. She looked at the man in front of her and didn’t know what to say.

She had only heard of the High Priest in her heart and had never seen him before. Bai Zhou had once said that the High Priest cultivated an extremely profound mental cultivation technique in seclusion all year round. Over the years, he had lived in seclusion and his whereabouts were mysterious. No one knew where he was.

Even Bai Zhou didn’t dare to disturb him.

Now that he had appeared in front of her, Jian Ai was stunned.

“Please forgive me, Sect Master. I only appeared today,” Ji Yansong whispered.

Jian Ai quickly called out, “High Priest, please get up. There’s no need to be so polite.”

Ji Yansong nodded and stood up. Jian Ai sized him up from top to bottom. Ji Yansong was almost fifty years old this year, but he looked like he was in his thirties. Perhaps this had something to do with the nature he lived in the deep mountains and forests all year round.

“I’ve heard of you for a long time, High Priest. I’ve always fantasized about meeting you for the first time. I didn’t expect it to be so sudden,” Jian Ai said slowly.

When Ji Yansong heard Jian Ai’s words, he said, “Everything has an opportunity. I will appear at the most suitable time.”

“Sect Master, do you still remember what happened before you fainted?” Ji Yansong continued to ask.

Jian Ai immediately shook her head and said truthfully, “I only remember that I seemed to be about to die. Someone restrained my neck, and it was difficult for me to breathe. My consciousness was so blurry that it disappeared.”

When Ji Yansong heard this, he said, “That’s true. You lost control completely.”

Seeing the High Priest’s expression and hearing his words, Jian Ai immediately asked shamelessly, “High Priest, what do you mean? Did something happen after I fainted?”

“The guy who wanted to kill you was blasted into a pile of mud!” At this moment, the girl, who had been watching the commotion from the side, suddenly said in an innocent tone.

However, her words made Jian Ai’s body stiffen.

That fellow was blasted into a puddle of mud? Why didn’t she know?

“Really?” Jian Ai looked puzzled.

Ji Yansong nodded. “The Sect Master was unconscious at that time, so you don’t remember.”

Jian Ai felt a headache when she heard this, and a strange feeling rose in her body. It was a faint lingering fear from losing control, like a drunk person who didn’t know what they had done.

Moreover, in that situation, she killed the other party and turned him into a puddle of mud.

How brutal was she at that time? If she had a consciousness, she could not have been so ruthless.

Moreover, this was not the first time such a situation had happened. When the mercenary group attacked Xiao Zhen’s villa at night and Irene severely injured Si Yue, she lost control once.

Fortunately, nothing happened that time, and no one was hurt.

“Sect Master, just rest well now. Don’t worry about anything else,” Ji Yansong said slowly. “Other than Ye Liushang’s target, we have completed the mission you arranged.”

“Why? Has Ye Liushang not…” Jian Ai subconsciously became worried.

Ye Liushang’s target was the person ranked first. He must be very powerful.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yansong smiled and comforted Jian Ai. “Sect Master, you’re overthinking. No one in this world can kill Ye Liushang.”

“The reason he hasn’t taken action yet is that he’s breaking through the last layer of the power of fire. I’ve calculated the time. With his strength, the day of his breakthrough should be in these few days. When the time comes, he’ll take action.”

Jian Ai heaved a sigh of relief.

“Does Bai Zhou know I’m here?” Jian Ai asked.

If she disappeared for no reason, Bai Zhou would be anxious.

Fortunately, Ji Yansong nodded. “I told him immediately. Don’t worry.”

Jian Ai wanted to say something, but Ji Yansong interrupted her. “Alright, Sect Master. You’re very weak now. It’s not too late to talk after you’ve recovered. Rest well now.”

Jian Ai could only swallow her words and nod gently.

Ji Yansong and the girl said nothing else. They left the room together and gently closed the door.

“Sir, so she’s the sect master of the ancient sect you’ve always mentioned.”

The girl looked up at Ji Yansong innocently and asked.

Ji Yansong touched the girl’s head and nodded. “That’s right. It’s her.”

The girl blinked and said, “I thought it would be someone very old. I didn’t expect it to be a girl.”

When Ji Yansong heard this, he looked at a distant green mountain outside the window and sighed softly. He said in a long voice, “I didn’t expect it either.”