Today, the Primordial Holy Land’s inner sect was unusually lively.
The reason was none other than the fact that the Sword Elder, Li Yunchuan, had opened his Dao platform to preach and answer questions. This was a tradition of the Primordial Holy Land—each year one Grand Elder would give a sermon.
All of these Grand Elders possessed strength at the Heavenly Soul Realm or above. With just a few words of guidance, the younger disciples could gain extraordinary benefits. Thus, whenever a Grand Elder lectured, nearly every inner sect disciple would attend. Even those in seclusion or out on missions would rush back in advance.
For something so important, Ye Bufan naturally wouldn’t miss it. Yet his purpose was not only to listen to the sermon, but also because of Su Wan’er.
As a sword cultivator devoted to the sword path, Su Wan’er would never miss such a lecture. Sure enough, when Ye Bufan arrived at the Dao Peak, he soon heard disciples whispering about her.
“Hey, isn’t that Su Wan’er? She looks even more beautiful than the rumors say!”
“So that’s Su Wan’er? No wonder she looks like a celestial maiden descended to the mortal world!”
“Should we go introduce ourselves? At least she might remember our faces.”
“Forget it. A few brothers tried earlier. Every single one was rejected without hesitation.”
“A woman like her isn’t someone ordinary men like us can touch.”
Su Wan’er wore a long pure-white dress, her makeup light and elegant. Standing quietly there, she was like a fairy descended from the heavens. Her peerless beauty and transcendent aura made her the focus wherever she stood.
Ye Bufan smirked proudly. Such a flawless woman was already under his control. Just thinking about it filled him with smug satisfaction, especially knowing how others could only long for what he already possessed. His vanity as a man swelled greatly.
Collecting himself, he approached the disciples gossiping about her and said with a grin, “All this fuss just over Su Wan’er? Is she really that hard to pursue?”
Everyone froze, then turned their eyes toward him.
They saw Ye Bufan standing there with arrogance and confidence written all over his face.
“Su Wan’er is the number one fairy of the inner sect. She’s the dream of countless disciples. You think she’s easy to chase?”
“Don’t waste words with him. I bet this fool hasn’t been beaten by reality yet. Before I tried to approach her, I was even more arrogant than him.”
Ye Bufan laughed boldly. “Why don’t we make a bet? I wager I can succeed in striking up a conversation with Su Wan’er!”
This immediately provoked loud ridicule.
“You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. You must not fear death. Let me tell you, at least eighty or ninety people have tried today, including grandsons of Grand Elders.”
“They had looks, talent, and powerful backgrounds. None of them succeeded. What makes you think you can?”
From his plain clothing and demeanor, it was obvious to everyone that Ye Bufan was from a poor background.
But Ye Bufan sneered confidently. “What makes me different is my charm. Do you dare bet or not?”
Everyone laughed mockingly. Charm? He looked like a joke.
The leading disciple, Fang Tiansheng, stepped forward. “Fine, I’ll bet with you. If Su Wan’er shows you the slightest kindness when you approach her, I’ll admit defeat. Otherwise, you lose. If I lose, I’ll give you a Xuan-grade divine sword. But if you lose, you’ll have to shout three times in public, ‘I am a big fool.’ How about that?”
As soon as he finished, the others burst into laughter, staring at Ye Bufan with mocking anticipation.
Ye Bufan showed no fear. “Good. Deal. To ensure fairness, let’s both swear to the Heavenly Dao—if either side breaks their word, may we suffer Heavenly Dao’s backlash.”
Fang Tiansheng didn’t hesitate and swore immediately. Ye Bufan did the same.
Once both oaths were made, Ye Bufan proudly strode toward Su Wan’er. His heart swelled with joy. With the relationship between them, there was no way Su Wan’er would treat him coldly. Not only could he flaunt himself in front of everyone, but he could also earn a Xuan-grade divine sword. The thought thrilled him.
Meanwhile, Su Wan’er was waiting eagerly for Gu Yun. They had agreed to meet here, and in her excitement, she had arrived half an incense stick earlier than planned. Yet before Gu Yun came, she saw the last person she wanted to see—Ye Bufan.
If not for his manipulations, she and Gu Yun would never have had so many misunderstandings. She had also learned from Chen Qingling about the vile things he had done in the outer sect—flowery lies, deceiving women’s feelings. He was nothing but a complete scoundrel. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
How laughable that she once considered him a friend, when all along he had been deceiving her. Su Wan’er frowned tightly. If not for the sect rules, she would have drawn her sword to kill such filth on the spot.
While her anger grew, Ye Bufan had already approached and deliberately raised his voice. “Sister Su! Sister Su!”
His loud call was meant only to draw attention and boast in front of others. Sure enough, many people turned their heads to watch.
Ye Bufan was elated. He imagined Su Wan’er would greet him warmly, filling everyone else with envy.
But to his shock, the moment she saw him, Su Wan’er turned her head away coldly as though she hadn’t seen him at all.
He froze. What was going on? Had she not recognized him?
Puzzled, he stepped directly in front of her. “Sister Su, I… I’m Ye Bufan. Don’t you recognize me?”
Su Wan’er snorted coldly, her eyes filled with disgust. She stepped back a few paces. “Sorry, are we familiar?”
Ye Bufan’s mind went blank. What? Not familiar? Why was she suddenly so cold toward him? Just days ago, they had eaten and drunk together. She even went to cause trouble for Gu Yun because of him. How had she changed so completely in such a short time?
He forced an awkward smile. “Sister Su, you must be joking with me. We’re… we’re friends. We even discussed swordsmanship together.”
Su Wan’er gave a scornful laugh. “Friends? You dare say that? I don’t make friends with scheming, deceitful people. Do me a favor and stay away from me.”
What? Scheming and deceitful? How could she think of him like that?
Before he could react, laughter erupted behind him.
“Hahahaha! Did you see that? This brat was so full of confidence earlier—I thought he was somebody. Turns out he’s just posturing!”
Fang Tiansheng and the others burst into merciless ridicule.