Within the Five Fingers Peak of the Qingyun Sect, Lin Miaoxue sat cross-legged, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.
She was perplexed by recent events. Why hadn’t Ye Yu taken the Wugou Sword Heart while she was unconscious? Instead, he had expended great effort to heal her. Such behavior was entirely contrary to the Ye family’s principle of equivalent exchange. What was he thinking? Or did he have other intentions?
Moreover, she was astonished to encounter that woman here. The one she had once looked up to tens of thousands of years ago—why hadn’t she ascended yet? Instead, she had beco an elder of the Qingyun Sect and the master of a peak.
Hongluan, what are you thinking? Is it that you can’t ascend, or that you don’t want to?
Lin Miaoxue felt the second possibility was more likely. With Hongluan’s power, ascending would be an easy task. But why wouldn’t soone choose to beco an immortal if they had the chance? Was this world truly worth lingering in?
Lin Miaoxue sighed. After being sealed for 30,000 years, this world felt profoundly unfamiliar to her. People, too, seed so different!
In the next mont, she furrowed her brow slightly, instinctively reaching for her mask. Yet, after so hesitation, she decided against it. Her purpose was clear: she didn’t want to implicate Ye Yu.
No one would ever guess that Lin Fengyuan was actually a woman. Even Hongluan hadn’t known before. Now, while Hongluan had seen through her true identity, they had made an agreent to keep each other’s secrets. However, others would not be as understanding. If the Qingyun Sect’s leader discovered she was the demonic cultivator Lin Fengyuan, Ye Yu would certainly face severe consequences for bringing her here to recuperate.
This was sothing Lin Miaoxue didn’t want to happen. Thus, she chose to reveal her true face, yet the situation still felt peculiar.
Why were all the visitors won?
Four beams of light descended on Five Fingers Peak: the Empress of the Daqian Dynasty, Li Ruowang; Gan Zhizui, the Poison Maiden and a great demon; Yun Ciwu, the leader of the Guiyuan Sect; and Bu Lingfei, the master of the Bu family.
After learning that Ye Yu had been taken by Lin Fengyuan, they had been tirelessly searching for him. Later, Luo Ze contacted Li Ruowang, informing her that Ye Yu had safely escaped Lin Fengyuan’s control and, after returning to the Qingyun Sect, had gone out to retrieve sothing but would soon be back.
Hearing this, Li Ruowang and Gan Zhizui wasted no ti and returned to the Qingyun Sect.
Upon arrival, they directed their gazes toward Lin Miaoxue. She was simply too beautiful, exuding an intimidating allure.
Li Ruowang asked cautiously, “Are you a disciple of Five Fingers Peak?”
Lin Miaoxue shook her head slightly.
This simple gesture made Li Ruowang and Gan Zhizui’s expressions darken. Not a disciple of Five Fingers Peak, yet here… and so stunning. They were almost certain of their suspicions: this must be yet another of Ye Yu’s Dao companions. Unbelievable—just how many won had Ye Yu chard?
anwhile, Yun Ciwu and Bu Lingfei remained unfazed. Their emotional endurance had reached new heights. One more? Not a problem—they could handle it.
Noticing their expressions, Lin Miaoxue furrowed her brow. Could these won have figured sothing out? That was impossible. Even 30,000 years ago, everyone had believed Lin Fengyuan was a man, with only a few ever seeing her true form. How could she be exposed now?
As Lin Miaoxue pondered, a flash of light descended, revealing the Saintess of the Qingyun Sect, Yun Roumu. Sensing Li Ruowang’s spiritual energy fluctuation, Yun Roumu had hurriedly arrived, not wanting Li Ruowang to get too close to Ye Yu. After all, in Yun Roumu’s mind, Li Ruowang was her greatest rival—no one else compared.
Li Ruowang, on the other hand, held no fondness for the Qingyun Sect’s saintess. Seeing her arrival, she imdiately said coldly, “What are you doing here?”
“As the Saintess of the Qingyun Sect, I can go wherever I please within our grounds. But you four entered without prior notice, which is sowhat discourteous, don’t you think?” Yun Roumu stood with her hands behind her back, trying to emphasize her presence. She had no choice—whether in status or cultivation, she couldn’t compare, so she had to use her strengths to her advantage.
In the presence of rivals, her will to win was unrivaled.
Due to her recent fainting spell, Yun Roumu was unaware of Li Ruowang and Gan Zhizui’s rescue of the five holy land masters. If she had known, she might have restrained herself slightly. Only slightly, though—not too much.
Yun Ciwu and Bu Lingfei couldn’t help but laugh, finding Yun Roumu’s attitude amusing and endearing.
Their smiles only deepened Li Ruowang’s annoyance.
“Laughing? What’s so funny? This woman is trying to steal your husband—how can you find this amusing?”
Hearing this, Yun Ciwu and Bu Lingfei’s smiles froze.
Another of Ye Yu’s Dao companions?
Gan Zhizui’s expression also grew solemn. In her mind, her sister Gan Duoduo sprang up, her voice resolute. “Sister, our competition is only increasing. Hold firm; we cannot give up! Our husband must belong to us alone!”
“Of course!” Gan Zhizui replied, stepping forward and glaring icily at Yun Roumu.
“What saintess? You’re just a re cultivator at the peak of the Core Formation stage. How do you think you can be our husband’s Dao companion? The four of us here are all at the Tribulation Realm or higher. What do you possibly have to compare with us? You’d be better off giving up now.”
Gan Zhizui shot a wary glance at Lin Miaoxue nearby. She could feel the terrifying power emanating from this woman—so strong that even Gan Zhizui felt a sense of dread. Yet, despite this, she had no intention of retreating. If needed, she’d defeat each one, starting with Yun Roumu.
Li Ruowang, watching from the side, smirked. The battle had begun, and this fierce demon was right in line with her temperant, blunt and to the point. Perfect!
Yun Ciwu and Bu Lingfei raised their eyebrows, realizing that, indeed, the four of them standing here were essentially an “F4” of the Tribulation Realm. Such a powerful force would even leave a holy land leader speechless. And yet, here was Yun Roumu, a re Core Formation stage saintess—how did she think she could compete?
Yun Roumu clenched her teeth, filled with anger. Yes, her cultivation was a disadvantage, but to surrender now? Impossible!
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