Chapter 160

Chapter 160: Who Can Give Her Back to Me!
The other person who could not accept this was, of course, Quan Ye.

He had been on the Cliff of Reflection for five years. Besides cultivating every day, what he thought about most was Yu Zhao, whose Dao Foundation he had shattered with one punch.

He had been too impulsive that day and had hurt Yu Zhao by mistake. Full of regret, he kept thinking that once he left the Cliff of Reflection, he would apologize to her in person and let her hit him or punish him however she wanted.

But what did he see?

He saw that Yu Zhao’s spiritual energy was strong and her spirit was full. She was nothing like the miserable, weak state he had imagined.

He felt he had been terribly deceived.

The damage to Yu Zhao’s Dao Foundation had to be a lie.

He was the real victim!

He questioned her word by word, his eyes bloodshot: “Yu Zhao, don’t you have anything to say!”

Yu Zhao only felt baffled.

She had just returned to the sect when Quan Ye and Ye Cong Xin stopped her. The two of them glared at her with the same red eyes, as if she had done something outrageous.

Yu Zhao glanced at the lively crowd and gave up the idea of leaving.

In the past, she had been poor at talking and took on many curses for nothing. Now she would not stupidly swallow the bitterness alone again.

If someone wanted to throw dirty water on her, then she would make them swallow it all back.

She raised her brows a little and spoke with a half smile: “What do you want me to say, that I forgive you? Sorry, I can’t do that.”

Quan Ye shouted: “You still dare to talk about forgiveness! Your Dao Foundation is perfectly fine, yet you lied to me and even made me go to the Cliff of Reflection to be punished for five years! You are so vicious!”

Among the five senior brothers, Quan Ye’s figure was the biggest and most imposing. He was also a Body Cultivator, his blood and qi vigorous, and his voice louder than normal people.

Even though he did not purposely raise his voice, his words still clearly reached the ears of all the watching disciples.

The crowd began to whisper.

Ye Cong Xin also woke up from her jealousy. She frowned with her willow-leaf brows, a faint look of disapproval on her face, and said: “Senior Sister Yu, since you were not hurt, why did you lie to everyone and even drag Fifth Senior Brother into being punished? You have gone too far.”

The words of Quan Ye and Ye Cong Xin both pointed at one thing: Yu Zhao had lied and harmed others.

So the disciples, who had only dared to whisper before, gradually raised their voices.

Someone said: “So it was fake. Yu Zhao is too much!”

Someone else said: “Yu Zhao is now a Golden Core cultivator. We should call her Senior Sister Yu from now on.”

Another snorted: “What Senior Sister Yu? She is a person with rotten morals. I thought she had changed, but she is still the same as before. How does she deserve to be a senior sister!”

“…”

Yu Zhao’s reputation in the Five Elements Dao Sect had never been good. Even though Zhou Jin Yue and others had cleared things up for her later, people still preferred to believe what they had seen with their own eyes.

Now that Quan Ye and Ye Cong Xin had once again confirmed their thoughts, the looks they gave Yu Zhao were filled with disdain and mockery.

A hidden smugness flashed through Ye Cong Xin’s eyes.

[So what if Yu Zhao has great talent? As long as I am here, she will never turn things around in the Five Elements Dao Sect.]

Yu Zhao sneered and said: “Quan Ye, did the lightning on the Cliff of Reflection burn your brain? Do you need me to help you remember what happened five years ago? That day, you shattered my Dao Foundation with one punch and made my cultivation level fall all the way to the Qi Refining Stage. Fang Cheng Lang and the others saw it with their own eyes. If I remember right, Ye Cong Xin, you were there too.”

All eyes turned to Ye Cong Xin.

Ye Cong Xin pressed her lips together and pretended to be calm: “Yes, I was there, but I was too far away. I did not see clearly.”

Yu Zhao said coldly: “Fine, I will pretend you did not see clearly. Quan Ye, did you also not see clearly? The sound of a Dao Foundation shattering, you should have heard it clearer than anyone, right?”

Yu Zhao’s question left Quan Ye speechless.

How could he not have seen clearly? He had seen it more clearly than anyone. Even when he woke up from dreams at midnight, the sound of Yu Zhao’s Dao Foundation shattering still rang in his ears.

That was why he had regretted it day and night and could not sleep.

But Yu Zhao, Yu Zhao’s current state should not be like this.

She had always been weak and pitiful, like a young beast. If he used a little more strength, she would start crying.

After the blow of having her Dao Foundation destroyed, she should have collapsed completely or cried in grievance. She definitely should not be standing in front of him now, full of spirit, listing his faults.

This was not Yu Zhao.

This was not his junior sister.

He suddenly blurted out: “You… why are you not calling me Fifth Senior Brother anymore?”

Only now did Quan Ye realize that from the moment they met, Yu Zhao had never called him Senior Brother again. She had only called him by his name.

It was not just him. She was the same toward First Senior Brother and the other junior brothers and junior sisters.

Quan Ye suddenly changed the subject, and Yu Zhao was taken aback. Some nosy disciples immediately answered for her: “Senior Brother Quan, Yu Zhao is no longer a person of Lone Moon Peak.”

Quan Ye grew anxious and asked: “What do you mean? What do you mean you are not from Lone Moon Peak? Where did you go?”

Yu Zhao often suspected that what filled Quan Ye’s head was not a brain but muscles.

He had started out shouting and roaring as if he wanted to eat her alive, but when he heard that she was no longer on Lone Moon Peak, he got anxious.

[Is he worried that once I leave, he will not have a handy sparring partner anymore?]

Quan Ye roared: “Say something!”

The veins on his forehead bulged. His face twisted and terrifying, and violent aura poured out from his whole body.

Many of the disciples were seeing Quan Ye in a rage for the first time. They were shocked, and fear rose in their hearts.

Someone whispered: “Senior Brother Quan from Lone Moon Peak looks so scary. Was he always like this when he was with Yu Zhao before?”

Another disciple called out: “Fifth Senior Brother, talk properly. Don’t get angry at Senior Sister Yu.”

Ye Cong Xin keenly sensed the change in the disciples’ mood. She softened her voice, trying to calm Quan Ye down.

But Quan Ye did not even glance at her. He stubbornly stared at Yu Zhao, bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes like a wild beast.

Yu Zhao could tell at a glance that Quan Ye’s anger was rising and that he was about to lose control.

There was only one way to calm him down, and that was to let him vent through his fists.

In her last life, Yu Zhao had been his punching bag.

She had resisted, but everyone said that Quan Ye was only joking with her and would not really hurt her.

“It’s only a few scrapes. Bear with it and it will be over.”

“Quan Ye likes you, that’s why he wants to spar with you.”

“Why are you so annoying? He is just playing around with you. How many times are you going to complain?”

Whether she was willing or not, the result never changed.

So Yu Zhao could only use similar excuses to numb herself, telling herself that Quan Ye sparred with her because he liked her, not because he was bullying her.

After saying it enough times, she believed it too.

Later, Quan Ye was badly injured by accident and had to drink blood to heal. She cut open her own wrist and let her blood flow to save him.

But the first thing he said when he woke up was: “So dirty.”

From then on, Yu Zhao woke up from her dream.

Fake was fake.

No matter how she lied to herself, it would never become real.

Quan Ye bullied the weak and loved blood and violence. The beastly nature in his blood would never change.

She should never have thought that Quan Ye would have any tenderness toward her.

Yu Zhao lifted her chin.

She still had to look up at Quan Ye, but there was no longer any fear or timidness in her eyes, only a lofty, judging gaze.

It was not the way one looked at the same kind, but the way one examined and studied some other kind of creature.

Yu Zhao’s gaze pierced Quan Ye so much that his whole body turned cold, and his reason snapped back.

In his heart, he shouted silently:
[No! This is not Yu Zhao! This is definitely not Yu Zhao! Where did Yu Zhao go? Who can give her back to me!]