Chapter 206

Chapter 206: Yu Zhao’s Good Days Are Still Ahead
Outside the Water Mirror, the few Sect Masters were still confused about what they were seeing. Inside the mirror, Yu Zhao smiled slightly, dispelled the Illusion Art on her hand, and revealed a warped piece of Sand-Gold Metal.

Attacking another person’s strengths with your own weakness was the lowest kind of plan.

How could Yu Zhao do such a stupid, thankless thing? She had already dug a pit long ago and was just waiting for Quan Ye to jump in.

Quan Ye’s eyes went wide and bloodshot as he roared: “You cheated!”

He had fallen for this woman’s trick again.

This only made him even more certain of his guess.

Yu Zhao had never done these petty, sneaky things before.

He glared at her and shouted: “You are not Yu Zhao! Who are you really! Get out of Yu Zhao’s body right now!”

Here we go again.

Quan Ye’s stubbornness always left people speechless.

Yu Zhao felt that just talking would never convince him, so she simply smiled, lifted her hand, and slapped him.

Smack!

Quan Ye was stunned by that slap.

His skin was thick and his flesh tough, so it did not really hurt. What hurt was the shame of being slapped in the face.

He gritted his teeth and started to curse: “You bas…”

Smack!

Quan Ye’s right cheek was slapped to the side again.

His teeth knocked hard against the corner of his mouth, and a thin line of blood slowly trickled down.

He tried again: “I’ll kill…”

Smack!

“Crazy wom…”

Smack!

“Go die…”

Smack!

Each crisp sound passed through the Water Mirror and fell into the ears of the heads of the Seven Great Sects.

Everyone fell into a strange silence.

They really did see a side of Yu Zhao they had never seen before, but it was very different from what they had imagined.

Even though Yu Zhao had slapped Quan Ye dozens of times in a row, the damage was not actually that heavy. It was obvious she was doing it to teach Quan Ye a lesson.

There was a lot of meaning hidden in this.

From the way Quan Ye and Yu Zhao usually got along, it was easy to see that Quan Ye had never shown Yu Zhao any respect. He beat and scolded her whenever he wished. Yu Zhao fighting back now was only natural.

What they wondered was whether Master Qing Yan knew his disciple bullied his fellow disciple in private.

If he knew, why did he not stand up for Yu Zhao? Why did he instead drive Yu Zhao out of the sect and scold her for being unfilial and disloyal?

If he did not know, then as a Master, he was far too careless.

Sect Master Ji Yuan watched with bright, lively eyes, not feeling the least bit upset that the sect’s ugly side was being shown to outsiders.

He muttered in delight: “Good, good, good!”

Yu Zhao’s slaps were so clean and sharp. She must have learned that from his own eldest disciple.

Everyone from Lone Moon Peak, each and every one of them, deserved a slap.

Master Qing Yan’s face was dark and gloomy.

Five years on the Cliff of Reflection still had not been enough.

After taking dozens of hard slaps, Quan Ye finally learned his lesson a little.

He pressed his lips together and said nothing. His eyes were as cold as a wild beast’s, still fixed on Yu Zhao with hatred, as if he would rush up at any moment and tear her apart.

Yu Zhao flexed her wrist and said calmly: “You are angry already? Back then, when you had just broken through to Foundation Establishment, you were so excited. You used a spar as an excuse and kicked my right arm until it broke. After that, you cried and begged me not to tell Master Qing Yan. I was not even angry then. What right do you have to be angry now?”

Yu Zhao actually did not take Quan Ye seriously at all.

It was just his bad luck that he ran into her.

Since he came to her door, she might as well hit him while she was at it.

Quan Ye frowned. It took him quite a while to remember that incident. Then he answered without thinking: “That was all old, trivial stuff. Is it really worth bringing up again?”

As soon as he finished, even he froze.

That happened after he had saved Yu Zhao. Because of that life-saving grace, Yu Zhao had never mentioned it to anyone. Yet the person in front of him had said it so easily.

He stared at her as a thought flashed through his mind: could it be…

He ground his teeth and shouted, furious and shaken: “What did you do to Yu Zhao! That was our secret! Did you search her soul?”

He was shaking with anger, and there was a faint shine of moisture at the corners of his eyes.

Yu Zhao began to regret staying here and wasting time on Quan Ye.

The chance to enter the Floating Island only came once. She should be treasuring it.

She glanced at Quan Ye, whose face was swollen on both sides, then pulled her gaze back and turned to leave.

For some reason, Quan Ye suddenly became very stubborn. He reached out to grab Yu Zhao’s wrist and shouted: “You can’t leave! Tell me where Yu Zhao is!”

Bang!

He did not even get close to Yu Zhao before a powerful force bounced him away.

The bones in his wrist that had already cracked were hurt again. Pain shot through him, making him bare his teeth, yet he still forced himself to chase after her.

He stumbled through the snow as he yelled: “Don’t go! Tell me where Yu Zhao is!”

Bang!

He crashed into a pile of snow again.

Snowflakes flew everywhere.

The iron smell of fresh blood spread through his nose, mixed with the freezing air.

For a moment, his mind went blank.

In a blur, he heard someone calling him “Fifth Senior Brother.”

The voice was clear and bright.

It was Yu Zhao’s voice.

Quan Ye shook his head hard and pushed himself up again.

He roared as he ran: “Give Yu Zhao back to me!”

Quan Ye charged forward, his eyes blood red.

At the same time, a strange, unknown power quietly flooded into his body.

His flesh, bones, and meridians were all being washed by spirit power and were undergoing shocking changes.

Yu Zhao sensed the aura behind her suddenly grow heavy and violent, and a shadow passed through her eyes.

Quan Ye really did live up to Ye Cong Xin’s judgment that he walked the Great Destiny Path. Even after she pressed him down again and again, he could still rise from the ground.

The Beast King Bloodline was truly not something to look down on.

Luckily, she was no longer the Yu Zhao who let others bully her as they wished.

Yu Zhao formed a hand seal with both hands and used her Soul Force to shape a huge phantom hand. Just as Quan Ye was about to reach her, the giant hand’s five fingers curled into a fist and punched him away.

He rolled several times through the air, then crashed headfirst into the snow. The huge force shook his insides. His internal organs felt like they had moved out of place, and the pain was unbearable.

But the pain only made him more crazed. He dragged his badly injured body and ran toward Yu Zhao again.

He shouted hoarsely as he rushed at her: “Junior sister, I want my junior sister…”

Before he finished speaking, he was flying through the air again.

Quan Ye was like a tireless wild beast.

He ran at Yu Zhao again and again, and each time he was knocked down. The cycle repeated over and over, and he kept muttering Yu Zhao’s name without stopping.

Yu Zhao watched it all with calm eyes, feeling no stirring in her heart.

She did not know where Quan Ye’s obsession with her came from. When she had still been his junior sister, he had never shown any special favor toward her.

In front of Ye Cong Xin, though, he was always careful and gentle, afraid that a single careless move would hurt her. Every time he went out, he remembered to bring gifts back for Ye Cong Xin.

This proved that Quan Ye did know how to care for someone. It was just that the junior sister he liked had never been her.

So this whole little show right now, who was he acting for?

By the time Quan Ye finally collapsed from sheer exhaustion, Yu Zhao had already gone down the mountain.

Endless Sea.

The place was silent.

The Divine Transformation Cultivators, who were always respected and who could stir up storms in the Cultivation World, looked at one another, yet no one spoke.

They also had not seen any deep, true affection from Quan Ye toward Yu Zhao. What they had seen was that Quan Ye was not very bright.

Yu Zhao was clearly standing right in front of him, yet he kept asking where Yu Zhao was.

He had lived with his junior sister side by side for over ten years and still could not recognize her. He was not blind, so there was only one word left: stupid.

Master Qing Yan could tolerate a simple-minded brute like that, but he could not tolerate a disciple as outstanding as Yu Zhao?

Strange. It was truly too strange.

If he was not afraid that Master Qing Yan’s illness would suddenly act up, Sect Master Ji Yuan really would have liked to throw his head back and laugh.

Master Qing Yan spoiled all his other disciples, yet only toward Yu Zhao was he harsh to the extreme, and he still refused to admit it.

Now that the two sides were shown together, anyone with eyes could see who was right and who was wrong.

Soon, Master Qing Yan would learn what it meant to lift a rock only to smash his own foot.

Yu Zhao’s good days were still ahead of her.