Ye Qinghan pulled out her sword case from her treasured space and immediately drew a sword to clash with Shangguan Rou.
Amid flashing blades and swirling shadows, the moment Ye Qinghan spotted an opening during a turn, she raised her hand and gave her a fierce slap across the face.
“Do you remember how your Cheng Liang bullied my master on the day he tried to become a disciple?”
Shangguan Rou, fuming with rage, countered with a slash. Her longsword sliced through the air, sharp and forceful!
But Ye Qinghan moved with agility, her Immortal sword flowing like a dragon. The golden light trailed behind her like a ribbon, dancing gracefully with her every step.
She dodged the strike. As Shangguan Rou’s stance faltered, Ye Qinghan struck again with another resounding slap!
Though she didn’t use true Qi, she didn’t hold back in the slightest.
The blow left Shangguan Rou stunned. She clutched her bleeding lip, dazed as she collapsed to the ground.
“Hmm? Why so quiet now? Are you naturally soft-spoken?”
What was Ye Qinghan’s expression?
She was smiling—watching gleefully.
“I took out an entire sect by myself. What gave you the courage to think you could kill me? Or do you believe Tranquil Cloud Sect didn’t even have a single Golden Core cultivator?”
Ye Qinghan lifted Shangguan Rou’s sword with a flick, tossing it precisely beside her.
“Weren’t you going to kill me? Don’t play dead now~”
At that moment, Ye Qinghan felt like one of those classic storybook villains—but she didn’t care. Every insult her master had suffered, she would pay back in full.
Not a single one of these people would escape!
Killing her would be too easy.
Shangguan Rou clenched her teeth, eyes burning with fury, and stubbornly picked up her sword again.
It had to be said, Cheng Liang might be trash, but Shangguan Rou still had some spirit.
But to Ye Qinghan, that kind of spirit was no more than blind bravado.
A loud crash echoed. Ye Qinghan slowly lowered her leg after delivering a crushing kick, watching Shangguan Rou slide down the wall.
“You think everyone in the world is a fool, and only you are smart?”
“In my eyes, you’re the dumbest one of all.”
“And you dare accuse me of seducing some sect master? I’m the only one my master favors in Soaring Immortal Hall. The heavenly treasures, the master himself—they’re all mine!”
“Why would I throw away all of that—an entire sect’s resources and my master’s sole affection—for a worthless Cheng Liang?”
Shangguan Rou’s expression twisted with madness. She couldn’t understand.
Why?
Why couldn’t she, a fellow prodigy, defeat Ye Qinghan who was still in the Foundation Establishment Realm?
Where did she fall short?
If it was about treasures, Ye Qinghan hadn’t even used one against her!
If it was looks—was she really inferior?
“As long as you die, master will only love me.”
“You’re the obstacle on my path to becoming immortal! And the one holding back my master!”
Ye Qinghan chuckled. It wasn’t surprising.
“You already knew, didn’t you? You’re just unwilling to accept that the so-called useless disciple of a trash master is prettier and stronger than you.”
“You’re jealous. Jealous that I earned my master’s love, while your master doesn’t care about you~”
“You envy me—envy that I’m more beautiful, that even your master can’t take his eyes off me!”
“Heh, if that’s the case, then I won’t kill you. I’ll let you die of rage~”
Her words were venomous.
So venomous that Shangguan Rou, who had just begun to regulate her breathing, nearly fell into Qi deviation from sheer anger…
“If you let me live, I still won’t let you off,” Shangguan Rou growled, lips curled, as if “I’ll get you one day” were tattooed across her face.
Like she was begging for death. She knew returning empty-handed would surely disappoint her master.
By contrast, Ye Qinghan had remained calm and indifferent from start to finish.
“No worries. You’re no different from the skeleton soldiers I saw at the beginning of the secret realm. Don’t overestimate yourself.”
“The humiliation my master suffered—I will make you and your Heavenly Dao Pavilion pay it back in full!”
“Neither you nor your precious master will escape.”
With that, Ye Qinghan turned around and left Shangguan Rou to her fate, heading back to the treasure hall entrance.
“Sister Qinghan is amazing! Even Golden Core stage Shangguan Rou couldn’t defeat her!”
Li Shiyao followed behind like a sycophant, showering her with over-the-top compliments.
She ran through every four-character praise phrase she could think of behind Ye Qinghan, and when she ran out, she started making them up.
“Sister, you’re like someone who lights their lamp by carving through walls! Like Sima Guang breaking the jar! So powerful!”
“Alright, alright, I get it—you’ve clearly never read many books. Take a break before you pass out!”
Ye Qinghan rolled her eyes. She won, so why was Shiyao the one so excited…
Xu Zhanfeng was dumbfounded. Second Great Aunt had just stolen all his lines!
He didn’t even get a chance to perform! The moment there was action, Great Aunt stepped in. Now even the bootlicking was being taken over by Second Great Aunt!
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Ye Qinghan shot him a look, “Spare me the useless flattery!”
Then she began surveying the inside of the treasure hall…
After a brief look—Dongfang Jue had been pummeled repeatedly by the two fierce beasts. She was covered in wounds and on the verge of death…
No way…
Was she really that weak? She couldn’t even beat two beasts?
Ye Qinghan didn’t understand. The last time they fought, they were evenly matched—she shouldn’t be this weak!
She had originally planned to let Dongfang Jue deal with the beasts, then swoop in for the treasures. But from the looks of it, Dongfang Jue couldn’t even handle them!
Ye Qinghan suspected she was still hiding her trump card.
This didn’t add up. Could it be that Dongfang Jue was saving it—for her?
Ye Qinghan had her own judgments. She knew her strength had some limitations. Without the Frost Edge Sword and the Frost Edge Sword Technique, she might still be stronger than most of them—but only slightly.
But these two fierce beasts were clearly weak. Just Foundation Establishment stage? Not even worth drawing the Frost Edge Sword for!
So Dongfang Jue being unable to defeat them was suspicious.
“Sister, should we help her? At this rate, she’s going to die.”
“Why should we save her? What does her death have to do with you?”
Ye Qinghan sharply turned her head, eyeing Li Shiyao with suspicion. Something didn’t feel right…
They’d killed many on their way here, and this girl never showed any mercy. So why now…?
This wasn’t about saving her or not. Her master had said he didn’t want Dongfang Jue to die. Ye Qinghan would save her if needed. But she wanted to observe a little longer—at least wait to see the trump card.
But Li Shiyao speaking up at this moment… was something else.
And then she remembered—Shiyao once said she liked their master…
There shouldn’t be a second person in the world… who could hear her master’s inner thoughts… right?
“But she’s really pretty! Shiyao doesn’t want such a pretty sister to die.”
“But if Sister doesn’t want to save her, then she must be a bad person!”
Uhh… that logic was hard to argue with…
Even if she could hear Master’s thoughts, this girl still couldn’t accomplish much with that brain of hers.
“Ah! Sister, look! That Dongfang sister is about to die!”
“She won’t. She hasn’t used her ultimate move yet.”