Chapter 160: Who Can Bring Her Back to Me!
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Quan Ye was someone who found it hard to accept what had happened.
For five years, he had been stuck at the Cliff of Reflection, a place for intense punishment. During that time, aside from training, all he could think about was Yu Zhao—the girl whose cultivation base he had shattered with a single punch.
He had acted without thinking that day and had hurt Yu Zhao by mistake. The regret gnawed at him constantly. He had convinced himself that when he finally left the Cliff of Reflection, he would apologize to Yu Zhao in person and take whatever punishment she decided for him.
But now, what was he seeing?
Yu Zhao looked strong, vibrant, and full of energy, nothing like the fragile and miserable person he had imagined during those long, lonely years.
He felt utterly betrayed.
The idea that Yu Zhao’s cultivation had been damaged—was it all just a lie?
He was the one who had truly suffered here!
“Yu Zhao, don’t you have anything to say?” Quan Ye demanded, his eyes filled with rage.
Yu Zhao stared at him, utterly confused.
She had just returned to the sect, only to be blocked by Quan Ye and Ye Cong Xin. Both were glaring at her with bloodshot eyes as if she had done something unforgivable.
Yu Zhao glanced at the growing crowd around them and decided not to walk away.
In the past, she had been terrible at defending herself, often taking the blame for things she hadn’t done. But she wasn’t going to make that mistake again. She was done swallowing all the bitterness in silence.
If someone tried to smear her name, she would make sure they tasted their own medicine.
She raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on her lips. “What do you want me to say? That I forgive you? Sorry, I can’t do that.”
“You dare bring up forgiveness! Your cultivation is perfectly fine, but you let me believe it was ruined! I’ve spent five years in the Cliff of Reflection because of you! You’re vicious!”
Quan Ye’s voice was loud and full of anger. Being the tallest and strongest among the five brothers, his words carried weight. He was a physical cultivator with a boundless supply of energy.
Even though he wasn’t trying to yell, his voice was clear enough for every disciple around to hear.
Whispers started spreading through the crowd.
Ye Cong Xin, too, snapped out of her jealousy, frowning as she spoke disapprovingly. “Senior Sister Yu Zhao, if you weren’t injured, why did you deceive everyone and let Senior Brother Quan suffer punishment? That was too much.”
Their accusations painted Yu Zhao as a liar who had wronged others.
The disciples who had been whispering began speaking more loudly.
“So, it was all fake? Yu Zhao has gone too far!”
“Yu Zhao’s a Golden Core cultivator now. We should call her Senior Sister Yu Zhao.”
“Senior Sister? She’s a disgrace! I thought she had changed, but she’s just the same as before. She doesn’t deserve to be called Senior Sister!”
Yu Zhao’s reputation in the Five Elements Sect had always been bad. Even after people like Zhou Jin Yue spoke up for her, most disciples still believed the worst. They trusted what they saw with their own eyes.
Now, with Quan Ye and Ye Cong Xin confirming their suspicions, the disciples looked at Yu Zhao with even more disdain and mockery.
A flicker of satisfaction passed through Ye Cong Xin’s eyes.
No matter how strong Yu Zhao’s talent was, as long as she was around, Yu Zhao would never rise in the Five Elements Sect.
“Quan Ye, did the lightning from the Cliff of Reflection fry your brain? Do you need me to help you remember what happened five years ago?” Yu Zhao sneered. “That day, you shattered my cultivation with one punch, knocking me down to the Qi Refining stage. Fang Cheng Lang and the others saw it happen. If I remember correctly, Ye Cong Xin, you were there too, weren’t you?”
All eyes turned to Ye Cong Xin.
She bit her lip, trying to stay calm. “Yes, I was there, but I was too far away to see clearly.”
“Fine, let’s say you didn’t see clearly. But Quan Ye, didn’t you? The sound of my cultivation shattering should be etched in your memory more than anyone else’s.”
Quan Ye struggled to find words to answer Yu Zhao’s question.
Of course, he had seen it clearly. He had seen it clearer than anyone else. Even now, the sound of Yu Zhao’s cultivation breaking haunted his dreams.
That was why he had been filled with regret day and night, unable to sleep.
But Yu Zhao… Yu Zhao shouldn’t be like this.
She had always been small and weak, like a frightened little animal. If someone pushed her, she would start crying. After her cultivation was shattered, she should have been devastated, maybe crying in a corner somewhere. She shouldn’t be standing here now, confident and accusing him.
This wasn’t Yu Zhao.
This wasn’t his Junior Sister.
“Why… why aren’t you calling me Senior Brother anymore?”
Quan Ye suddenly realized that Yu Zhao hadn’t called him Senior Brother once since they met again. She had only used his name.
And it wasn’t just him—she had done the same with their Senior Brother and Junior Sister.
Quan Ye’s abrupt change of topic caught Yu Zhao off guard for a moment. Immediately, one of the other disciples, eager to stir things up, answered for her, “Senior Brother Quan, Yu Zhao isn’t part of Lone Moon Peak anymore.”
“What do you mean? What do you mean you’re not part of Lone Moon Peak? Where did you go?” Quan Ye asked, his voice tinged with panic.
Yu Zhao often wondered if Quan Ye’s head was filled with muscles instead of a brain.
One moment, he was yelling like he wanted to tear her apart, and the next, he was worried because she wasn’t at Lone Moon Peak anymore.
Was he afraid he had lost his sparring partner?
“Answer me!” The veins on Quan Ye’s forehead bulged, his face twisted with anger, and his entire body radiated a violent aura.
Many disciples were shocked, seeing Quan Ye so furious for the first time. They felt a wave of fear.
Senior Brother Quan from Lone Moon Peak looked terrifying. Had he always been this way with Yu Zhao?
“Senior Brother Quan, calm down. Don’t be mad at Senior Sister Yu Zhao,” Ye Cong Xin said softly, trying to soothe him, sensing the changing mood of the disciples around them.
But Quan Ye didn’t even glance at her, his eyes locked onto Yu Zhao, blazing with an intense, almost animalistic hunger.
Yu Zhao immediately sensed that Quan Ye was on the verge of losing control of his temper.
There was only one way to calm him down—through physical force.
In her past life, Yu Zhao had been his punching bag.
She had tried to resist, but everyone said that Quan Ye was just playing with her, that he wouldn’t really hurt her.
“It’s just a scratch, tough it out.”
“Quan Ye likes you; that’s why he wants to spar with you.”
“You’re so annoying, it’s just a bit of roughhousing. How many times are you going to complain?”
It didn’t matter if she wanted it or not—the result was always the same.
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So Yu Zhao had kept telling herself the same thing: Quan Ye sparred with her because he liked her, not because he was bullying her.
She repeated it so often that she eventually believed it.
Later, when Quan Ye was seriously injured and needed blood to heal, she had cut her wrist to save him.
When he woke up, the first thing he said was, “How disgusting.”
That was when Yu Zhao finally snapped out of her delusion.
A lie is still a lie.
No matter how much she tried to deceive herself, it could never become the truth.
Quan Ye bullied the weak, loved violence, and had the instincts of a beast in his blood.
She should never have expected him to show any kindness toward her.
Yu Zhao lifted her chin.
She still had to look up at Quan Ye because of his height, but her gaze held none of the fear or timidity it once had. Now, it was a cold, detached stare, as if she were examining something strange and unfamiliar.
She wasn’t looking at him as an equal, but as something different and foreign.
Quan Ye felt a chill run through his body under Yu Zhao’s gaze, snapping him back to reality.
He screamed in his mind, silently and desperately.
No!
This isn’t Yu Zhao!
This can’t be Yu Zhao!
Where did Yu Zhao go?
Who can bring her back to me?