Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Yu Zhao, you really have no heart!
When Ye Cong Xin said this, her thought was very simple. She wanted Bu You to force Bu Yan to bow his head and take the initiative to ask her to stay.

But the one thing she had not expected was that Bu Yan’s nature was not as cold as he acted in front of her. He was like a firecracker. Once lit, he exploded.

“Thock! Thock!”

As soon as he heard two knocks on the Wooden Fish Ritual Block, Bu You had a bad feeling. Before he could stop him, Bu Yan had already started cursing like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, words rattling out nonstop: “Since you can see this poor monk does not welcome you, you should be smart enough to shut your mouth. Don’t be like a funnel that never stops droning on all day! Do you think you are Yu Zhao, that everyone likes you? Wake up. Stop dreaming!”

Bu Yan had been through many battles and knew better than anyone how to stab right into a person’s sore spot.

When Ye Cong Xin heard the first half, she could still barely control her expression. But when Yu Zhao’s name came up in the second half, her face twisted at once.

She hated it most when people compared her to Yu Zhao, especially when they used Yu Zhao to belittle her.

[Aside from her good luck, what does Yu Zhao have that is better than me!]

“Bu Yan, you forgot our abbot’s teachings again!” Bu You glared at him, signaling him to shut his mouth, then turned to Ye Cong Xin to apologize.

Ye Cong Xin dug her fingertips into her palm until several bloody crescent marks appeared. At last she forced the anger down. Her expression went stiff as she said, “Senior Brother Bu You, for your sake, I will not argue with him.”

Yet as she spoke, her cold and vicious gaze swept over Bu Yan.

Compared to the upright and pure Bu You, she actually hated Bu Yan even more, with his rotten mouth and the malice he showed her at every turn.

[If I ever get a chance to make Bu Yan disappear from the Floating Island for good…]

Ye Cong Xin lowered her eyes. Many thoughts churned in her heart.

…

“Fellow Daoist Lan, I was the one who found this Black Spirit Ginseng first. Please return it to me.” Si Tu Xuan forced down his anger and spoke politely to Lan Zi Yu, who was holding the Black Spirit Ginseng across from him.

Half an hour earlier, he had found this Black Spirit Ginseng in a patch of moist, rich soil.

Because of his lack of experience, he accidentally startled the Black Spirit Ginseng while picking it.

So the Black Spirit Ginseng woke up and ran.

Si Tu Xuan pushed himself to give chase. Just as he was about to grab the Black Spirit Ginseng, Lan Zi Yu suddenly appeared and cut in first, snatching the Black Spirit Ginseng away.

Naturally, Si Tu Xuan was not willing to hand over the Black Spirit Ginseng like that. In his mind, Lan Zi Yu came from a famous righteous sect. Once he knew the full story, he would never fight him over it.

Who would have thought that when Lan Zi Yu heard his words, not only did he have no intention of returning it, he even stuffed the Black Spirit Ginseng into his Storage Space and mocked him: “Spirit herbs are ownerless things. Whoever catches it owns it. If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck.”

Si Tu Xuan’s face sank. He said, “Lan Zi Yu, I will ask you one more time. This Black Spirit Ginseng, are you returning it or not?”

“I am not,” Lan Zi Yu answered with a cold smile. “If you are not convinced, then come and take it.”

“Fine, you said it yourself!”

Si Tu Xuan closed his right hand around empty air, and a long spear appeared in his grip.

He swung the spear forward. Cold light flashed, and a bolt of lightning shot toward Lan Zi Yu.

“Such a petty trick.”

Lan Zi Yu snorted. He reached into his Storage Space, took out a long flute, and placed it at his lips to play.

The flute sound turned into one invisible wave after another.

The lightning struck those waves and was bounced back at once.

Si Tu Xuan twisted his body to dodge the returning bolt. The anger in his eyes burned even brighter.

He shouted, his arm tensing as he shook it.

The long spear in his hand turned into a long rainbow of light and shot straight toward Lan Zi Yu’s face.

Lan Zi Yu tapped his toes on the ground. His body shot backward, but the flute sound was not affected at all. Instead, it grew even more intense.

The spear pierced through several waves in a row. Just as it was about to reach Lan Zi Yu, its path suddenly bent.

In the end, the spear flew off toward a spot in front of Lan Zi Yu’s right side.

Si Tu Xuan formed a seal with his right hand, trying to recall the spear. But the flute sound beside his ears suddenly became sharp, like steel needles stabbing hard into his Sea of Consciousness.

“Ugh!”

Si Tu Xuan let out a muffled groan. His spirit weakened at once.

His vision darkened again and again. His body swayed a few times, then he could not hold on. He dropped to one knee, cold sweat breaking out across his forehead.

Lan Zi Yu stopped playing and looked down at him from above.

“Young Clan Master of the Si Tu Family? So this is all you are.”

Si Tu Xuan clenched his teeth and jerked his head up, anger bursting from his eyes.

Lan Zi Yu’s lips curled in a nasty smile as he said one word at a time, “Utter. Worthless. Trash.”

After he said this, he still felt it was not enough, so he added, “Do not think getting into the top three of the Individual Competition is anything great. Even if you got first place, I still would not care.”

“Is that so?”

With these words, Lan Zi Yu’s body suddenly flew backward as if something had struck him, then crashed into the mud pile behind him with a bang, splattering filthy sludge all over himself.

An arm appeared in front of Si Tu Xuan.

He forced himself to look up and saw it. His face showed surprise and joy. “Fellow Daoist Yu.”

Yu Zhao gave a small nod.

Si Tu Xuan was so happy that even the pain in his body seemed lighter. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take Yu Zhao’s arm and slowly stood up.

“Can you still walk?” Yu Zhao asked.

“It is not a big problem.”

Si Tu Xuan’s arm was trembling as he took a pill from his robe and swallowed it. His voice was weak and powerless. He was clearly forcing himself to hold on.

Yu Zhao frowned. “Why were you two fighting?”

She had followed the sound of the flute over and had just happened to hear Lan Zi Yu boasting wildly. She had taken the chance to help him test how true his words were.

The result proved that Lan Zi Yu’s words were completely groundless.

Si Tu Xuan was about to explain, but Lan Zi Yu’s voice cut in first.

“Yu Zhao! How dare you hit me!”

Covered in mud, he roared at Yu Zhao in fury. His voice was so sharp it was almost like the sound of the flute.

“I already hit you. Do you not think it is a bit late to say that now?” Yu Zhao raised a brow and smiled.

Lan Zi Yu was shaking all over with rage. “Fine. You actually hit me for a wild man! I am your Senior Brother! Who is he to you, that you protect him like this!”

“Lan Zi Yu, how many times do you want me to say it? You stopped being my Senior Brother a long time ago.”

“Yu Zhao! You think that just because you left the sect you can throw away the bond between us? Dream on! I am telling you, this is what you owe me! You will never pay it back in your whole life!”

“Owe you?”

Yu Zhao thought it was funny.

No wonder Lan Zi Yu thought he had the right to boss her around every time, always acting so justified. In his heart, he actually saw himself as the one who had been wronged.

“What do I owe you? That broken flute? I already paid you back for that.”

“You call the Purple Cloud Bamboo Flute a broken flute!” Lan Zi Yu looked like he had been hit by lightning. “I carved that for you with my own hands! Yu Zhao, you really have no heart!”

“Yes, I have no heart. Otherwise I would not have let you badmouth me and spread rumors about me outside for so long. I should have cut all ties with you long ago.” Yu Zhao shot back.

Lan Zi Yu was left speechless for a moment, then flew into a shameful rage. “So what? At least I never laid a finger on you. But now you raise your hand against me for another man. What you did is even worse!”