Chapter 1577

“Senior Sister!”

When they approached the cave, Darryl smiled and said, “My wife and mother-in-law are just ordinary people who

have never seen much of the world. Perhaps you can wait here while I go in and talk to them.”

Darryl wanted to prepare Yvette and the Empress so they could be ready; he did not want them to expose his

identity.

“Sure!” Donna smiled and nodded.

She understood Darryl’s concern. Ordinary people might be flustered when they see a powerful cultivator!

Darryl went straight into the cave after Donna agreed to his request.

“Hubby!” As soon as he entered the cave, Yvette greeted him happily. She had gotten used to calling Darryl her

hubby by then. She was a little worried. “Why were you gone for so long? Were you in trouble?”

The Empress asked, “Does he look like he’s been in trouble? So useless! It took him so long to hunt a hare.”

Darryl did not bother the ill remarks; he looked at Yvette with a smile. “Yvette, we can leave the island now!”

The smile on Darryl’s face revealed a hint of bitterness.

“Really?” Yvette was shocked. Then, she asked quickly, “You found a boat?”

After a night on the island, Yvette did think about building a boat, but none of them had the skills to do it.

Furthermore, if they did make a boat, it might be sturdy enough for the journey. They might run into trouble if a

storm were to hit them.

“No!” Darryl shook his head. Then, he said with a wry smile, “Some disciples from a sect are here for a test, and I

have joined them. So, we can get on their ship to leave this island!”

Darryl had managed to explain the situation in detail in only a few minutes.

‘What?’

‘The Holy Saint Sect from the North Moana Continent?’

Yvette trembled as she stared blankly at Darryl; she felt conflicted.

As the New World’s princess, Yvette was well-informed about the conditions in all nine continents. She had heard of

the Holy Saint Sect from the North Moana continent; she knew it was a strong and powerful sect. It was rumored

that the Supreme Venerable Sovereign had founded the sect.

Yvette would definitely be happy for her friends if they were to join the Holy Saint Sect.

However, it was quite different about Darryl.

Yvette thought of him as an unparalleled hero, the Elysium Gate’s Sect Master, yet he had agreed to become the

Holy Saint Sect’s disciple.

She held Darryl’s arm and said softly, “Hubby, you must feel quite aggrieved.”

Yvette’s eyes flashed with affection when she said that; she was also indescribably moved.

She knew Darryl well. Even though he seemed frivolous, he had pride. If it were not for the sake of Yvette and the

Empress’s safety, he would not have disguised his identity to join the Holy Saint Sect.

Darryl smiled slightly; he wanted to reassure her that he was fine.

Then, the Empress snorted and said coldly, “What’s so wrong about joining the Holy Saint Sect?”

Darryl would never be worthy enough to be her son-in-law, no matter his identity.

“Mother Empress!” Yvette stomped her feet anxiously. “Just don’t say anything else, okay?”

Yvette turned and looked at Darryl. “Then, what shall we do next? Are we really going to join the Holy Saint Sect?”

Mmm!

Darryl nodded helplessly. “For now, this seems to be the only way! Let’s leave this deserted island first.”

Darryl had not fully recovered his strength yet, and there was no way he could bring all three of them back to the

mainland by himself. Furthermore, they had been separated from Stella and the others, so they could not get to Ice

Fire Island.

They were left with only one option—join the Holy Saint Sect.

Darryl recalled something, so he said to Yvette, “By the way, before meeting my senior sister, you and your mother

should disguise your look and not make her suspicious.”

“I get it.” Yvette was clever; she understood what Darryl meant and began to disguise herself and the Empress.

After the disguise, Yvette and the Empress looked quite ordinary. The mother and daughter were naturally good-

looking, so no matter how they dressed, they could not hide their beautiful faces. Darryl was anxious when he

realized that. So, he grabbed two handfuls of soil from the ground and rubbed them on Yvette and the Empress’s

faces.