Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Ye Xiaoying was overjoyed.
But in the next mont, all the joy on her face disappeared, replaced by a bitter smile full of self-mockery.
Shaking her head, Ye Xiaoying said, "Don’t lie to , I don’t need such comfort from you. You’ve said it before, the cold poison in won’t be easy to clear up in just a few years."
"I did say that, and indeed, using normal ans, it’s quite difficult." Ye Xuan smiled, "But difficult doesn’t an impossible."
Ye Xiaoying was startled and looked sharply at Ye Xuan, "You have a solution?"
Ye Xuan touched his nose, looking speechless, "Isn’t that obvious? Without a solution, would I suddenly say such things?"
Ye Xiaoying stood up, her face full of urgency, "What solution?"
That damned cold poison, she had really had enough of it.
Especially today with the reunion of old friends, the disturbance and pain caused by the cold poison to Ye Xiaoying beca even more intense.
Of course, Ye Xiaoying was not a woman with heavy jealousy.
But if not for the cold poison, she would have had a place among the current martial arts geniuses, apart from Qin Yitian, and she certainly wouldn’t feel so powerless in front of the Zhao Family.
Yet, the cold poison gnawed at her bones, stripping her of what she should rightfully possess, leaving her with nothing but loss.
Such a thing would be difficult for anyone to bear.
"What solution, even if I tell you, you wouldn’t understand." Ye Xuan pouted, "Anyway, it’s happening soon, so you don’t have to think too much."
Ye Xiaoying’s frustration lessened, but she was instantly sowhat dejected. Her beautiful eyes rolled, and she couldn’t help but ask again, "How long will it take?"
Ye Xuan thought for a mont, "Within a month."
"A month..."
Ye Xiaoying pondered for a mont, then sighed softly, still feeling happy inside.
Having been eroded by the cold poison for so many years, not removing it for just one more day ant more pain, but compared to the original several years of expectation, a re month was truly a blessing among misfortunes!
Ye Xiaoying gradually cald down and sat back on the sofa without saying anything.
Ye Xuan lit a cigarette, casually leaned by Ye Xiaoying’s side, and asked with interest, "You said that Qin Yitian is an old acquaintance of the Ye Family, what’s that all about?"
Ye Xiaoying glanced at Ye Xuan, snorted disdainfully, "What? Seeing her as a woman favored by the heavens with such a good temperant and reputation, you have so thoughts, huh?"
"Nonsense." Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow, "How could I have thoughts about a woman who doesn’t even dare show her true face? Can’t I simply gossip a bit?"
"Hah, if I believe you, I’m a fool!"
Ye Xiaoying scoffed with contempt, but then she also shared the story: "The Ye Family had shown kindness to her. If it weren’t for my father and encountering her by chance back then, there might not be a person like Qin Yitian in today’s martial arts world."
"There was such a thing?" Ye Xuan was very surprised.
Ye Xiaoying nodded and continued recounting the events of the past.
It turned out, about twenty years ago, Qin Yitian was just a pitiful girl in the mortal world, born into poverty and with both parents deceased. At that ti, she was not even ten years old, living alone in a small village, facing the fate of starvation every day.
Coincidentally.
Back then, Ye Xiaoying, only four or five years old, was traveling the mortal world with her father Ye Tianlong and happened to et Qin Yitian, who had fainted by the riverbank. With a kind heart, Ye Tianlong saved her life.
After learning of Qin Yitian’s circumstances, Ye Xiaoying was deeply sympathetic and pleaded with Ye Tianlong to take her back to the martial world for a new life.
Ye Tianlong saw that Qin Yitian had an extraordinary bone structure, a rare martial arts prodigy, and agreed readily. However, there was a family rule that those without Ye Family bloodline could not live long in the Ye Family.
Therefore, even though Ye Tianlong cherished Qin Yitian, he adhered to the ancestral rules and sent her to the Zhengyang Sect to beco the Sect Master’s last disciple.
Later, when the Zhao Family had changes, Ye Xiaoying fled for her life and never saw Qin Yitian again, having almost no mories of her since she was too young.
It wasn’t until Qin Yitian’s visit today that Ye Xiaoying vaguely recalled the events of back then.
What a change in circumstances. The poor girl nearly starving by the riverbank had transford into the fad Goddess of the martial world, with exceptional talent, rivaling Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch Zhao Xunjian.
And she, once the heir to the Martial Arts Alliance, had been anticipated by all the heroes to be the outstanding genius of the martial world, yet had fallen so low that even living to see tomorrow was uncertain.
How sad, how lantable, how pitiful...
Ye Xuan, too, was shocked upon hearing Qin Yitian’s background.
"No wonder she only rose suddenly in recent years, not being known in the martial world before, then entering as the last disciple of the Zhengyang Sect Master, her existence almost unnoticed."
Ye Xuan nodded to himself, having all his doubts about the Goddess Qin Yitian resolved.
The Zhengyang Sect was loyal to the Ye Family back in the day, aided by the life-saving grace from the Ye Family to Qin Yitian, which even directly altered her life’s fate. Now that Qin Yitian had gained prominence, her desire to avenge the Ye Family was fair and reasonable.
However...
The martial world is vast, and there were countless who received kindness from the Ye Family back then.
Yet today, with the Zhao Family overshadowing everything, how many, like the Zhengyang Sect’s Heroic Mountain, dare to stand firm and unwavering?
Such is the fickleness of the world and the unreliability of people’s hearts!
"Honestly, after so many years, her rembering is already sothing I’m very thankful for," Ye Xiaoying sighed, "People like her are rare."
"They are indeed rare."
Ye Xuan nodded in agreent, suddenly realizing his own superfluity.
He had originally thought about winning over Qin Yitian for his future plans, but now it seed unnecessary. With Qin Yitian’s attitude, there was no need for alliances; at the crucial mont, everything would be tacitly understood.
A silence filled the room.
After a long while.
Ye Xiaoying smiled softly, changing the subject casually as her beautiful eyes flickered, then nonchalantly asked Ye Xuan, "Why has Rose suddenly disappeared recently?"
"Rose?" Ye Xuan was montarily stunned, then laughed and said, "I assigned her a mission, she’s off carrying it out."
Ye Xiaoying pursed her lips, looking at Ye Xuan with an inexplicably resentful gaze.
A mission, a mission, does Purgatory lack people to carry out missions?
After all, classmates are just classmates, unlike your many bosom friends who constantly have experts protecting them, free from any danger or surprises...
Ye Xuan noticed Ye Xiaoying’s gaze, looking quite frustrated, "What kind of look are you giving ? Can’t bear to part with Rose? No way, Ye Xiaoying, could it be... are you... bent?"
Bent?
Ye Xiaoying was taken aback.
Then, in a burst of anger.
"Ye Xuan, go jump in a river and die, get lost!"
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