Chapter 404

Chapter 404: Nothing Much
Ye Cong Xin clearly had not expected to see Yu Zhao again so soon. Shock and anger from being ambushed still lingered on her face.

Yu Zhao swept her with her divine sense and was not surprised to find that Ye Cong Xin had also reached Nascent Soul Formation. She was even at the same mid Nascent Soul stage as Yu Zhao.

After her identity had been exposed, she no longer held back, and her cultivation speed had become even faster than last time.

Her clothes and makeup were also very similar to what Yu Zhao had seen in the Heavenly Tome: her brows and eyes looked strangely charming, and her red lips were as bright as blood.

After a moment, Ye Cong Xin calmed down and gave a cold laugh, her eyes full of mockery: “What, are you that surprised by my cultivation level? Yu Zhao, I told you long ago, I am not worse than you.”

Yu Zhao’s gaze was cold: “Ye Cong Xin, did you get your cultivation level through your own cultivation? How dare you say that.”

Behind Ye Cong Xin’s success lay the fortune and blood of countless people.

She took other people’s sacrifices as her own merits to show off. It was disgusting.

Ye Cong Xin snapped: “Yu Zhao! You think you are some righteous person? What right do you have to judge me!”

Before she saw Yu Zhao again, Ye Cong Xin had heard many words harsher than what Yu Zhao just said.

She had not been angry at all then. She only took those people’s words as powerless rage and jealous talk.

But Yu Zhao was different. With just one or two sentences, Yu Zhao could stir up her anger.

In Ye Cong Xin’s eyes, Yu Zhao had been born with everything. She would never understand her, and she had no right to stand high above and condemn her.

Yu Zhao frowned slightly.

Something was off about Ye Cong Xin’s state.

She had fought Ye Cong Xin twice already. She might not know her completely, but she knew her fairly well.

Ye Cong Xin had a deep, scheming mind and was not a rash person. She almost never let her emotions show.

She was like a venomous snake that hid in dark corners, waiting for the moment when others were off guard to suddenly appear, bite hard, and never linger.

But why was she acting so crazed now?

Yu Zhao’s gaze quietly swept over her.

[Could something have gone wrong with her cooperation with the Malevolent Spirit?]

Ye Cong Xin suddenly laughed, her eyes wild: “Yu Zhao! Let me tell you the truth. I came this time for the Grand Adept inheritance of the Ancient Dao Arena! No one can fight me for it! This victory will be mine and mine alone!”

“When the wild nature stops, that stopping is Bodhi.”

A Buddhist chant rang out.

Monk Bu Yan appeared, turning his prayer beads in his hand as he stepped forward.

“You stinking bald donkey, it’s you again!” Ye Cong Xin snapped.

In the cultivation world, Ye Cong Xin had made plenty of enemies, and even more people disliked her. Among a few especially notable ones, Yu Zhao was one, and Bu Yan was another.

Now she stood right between Yu Zhao and Bu Yan, enemies on both sides, which made her even more furious.

Bu Yan shook his head.

Back when he first met Ye Cong Xin, he had already sensed a dark aura hidden inside her.

But at that time, Ye Cong Xin’s soul had not been completely tainted yet. Senior Brother Bu You had still wanted to enlighten her through words and actions.

Looking at her now, Ye Cong Xin’s soul had already completely merged with darkness.

She could no longer be saved.

Ye Cong Xin snarled: “Bald donkey, you insulted me again and again back then. One day I will pay you back a hundred times over!”

“Then do not forget, I am also one of those people.”

Zhou Jin Yue’s cool voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone turned toward the sound.

Zhou Jin Yue had appeared on the fourth futon, looking at Ye Cong Xin with a cold face.

Ye Cong Xin ground her teeth: “Of course!”

Zhou Jin Yue glanced at Yu Zhao and gave her a look. When Yu Zhao slightly shook her head, Zhou Jin Yue knew they could not deal with Ye Cong Xin for now. She could only press down her killing intent for the moment and quietly watch her.

Yu Zhao and Zhou Jin Yue could still control their emotions. But when Fang Cheng Lang, Cui Jue, and Su Ming appeared one after another and saw Ye Cong Xin, they immediately exploded in rage and tried to take her life, only to be blocked and thrown back by the futons.

With Ye Cong Xin’s current strength, even without the futons she no longer needed to fear the three of them.

So, in front of all the Heaven’s Chosen of the cultivation world, she mocked them without holding back: “You three pieces of trash think you can deal with me? You should take a good look at your own abilities. If it were not for your Luck Value, even if you begged me to spare you a glance, I would only feel disgusted.”

“Ye Cong Xin! You wicked woman! How do you still dare to show up!”

Su Ming pounded excitedly on the light screen blocking him, his face full of hatred.

Ye Cong Xin casually smoothed a lock of hair by her temple and spoke slowly: “Why would I not dare to appear? After I joined Lone Moon Peak, I have never done anything to hurt anyone. But some people, under the excuse of it being for my own good, who knows how many bad things they did behind my back.”

Ye Cong Xin was good at killing with a borrowed knife and never did things with her own hands.

She admitted that she was born evil, but she would not allow those people to push all the sins onto her.

If they wanted to use her viciousness to set off their own innocence, they were dreaming.

Su Ming roared, his eyes red: “You were the one stirring things up behind the scenes! If not for you, we… we never would have…”

He pounded the light screen even harder. He did not stop until his hands were covered in blood.

Although Fang Cheng Lang and Cui Jue also had deep hatred in their eyes, their faces were ashen and their gazes were lowered. They did not dare to look in Yu Zhao’s direction at all.

The people who were familiar with Yu Zhao all gave her comforting looks. Some even joined Su Ming in cursing Ye Cong Xin.

No, it was not really to help Su Ming.

She just simply wanted to curse someone.

“You are that Ye Cong Xin? I heard you bewitched them until they were dizzy and confused. I thought you must be some amazing person, but it turns out you are nothing much,” a girl’s clear voice said.

Long Fei Fei crossed her arms and looked Ye Cong Xin up and down with a picky gaze.

Ye Cong Xin’s cold eyes swept over her: “And who are you? Yu Zhao’s lackey?”

“I am your grand auntie!” Long Fei Fei shouted arrogantly: “Hurry up and call me Grandma, good granddaughter!”

“Mad dog.”

Ye Cong Xin’s red lips parted slightly as she coldly spat out two words.

Long Fei Fei did not get angry but laughed instead: “Sure, I am a mad dog. Do you think you are some treasure? Calling you a beast would be praising you. Only that group of blind fools would treat you like something precious. If it were me, I would have kicked you down the mountain eight hundred years ago.”

Long Fei Fei’s mouth was really sharp.

A trace of anger flashed across Ye Cong Xin’s face.

She took a deep breath: “You can only show off here. Once we get out, I will take your life!”

“Oh no, I am so scared! If you have the ability, come over and take it! Watch your grand auntie teach you how to behave!” Long Fei Fei yelled.

Long Fei Fei bounced around happily, but inside she still felt a bit guilty.

She had been healing at Clarity Sound Temple for this period of time and could only pass the time by collecting bits of gossip.

She paid special attention to any news related to Yu Zhao and the Five Elements Dao Sect, so she more or less knew about Ye Cong Xin’s situation.

If Ye Cong Xin were just a simple bad person, that would be one thing. But she was a Malevolent Spirit who could absorb people’s fortune.

Long Fei Fei only knew how to beat people up. She did not know how to destroy a Malevolent Spirit.

After Long Fei Fei finished shouting her harsh words, she hurriedly shot pleading looks at Yu Zhao and Bu You.

Only after getting a definite response from the two of them did she puff herself up again.

Fang Cheng Lang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes cold.

Ye Cong Xin’s words had touched his scar.

He would never again give Ye Cong Xin a chance to hurt Long Fei Fei.

If she wanted to hurt Long Fei Fei, she would have to get through him first.