Chapter 206

Chapter 206: Exposed in Public

When Wu Ling Chuan turned and looked back at her, Ye Zhao Zhao froze: [System, is Li Shuang out of her mind? Why bring this up all of a sudden!]

She felt awful. Li Shuang being sharp was one thing, but how could she say something with no proof in front of everyone? Yet this really put Ye Zhao Zhao in a bind. This time she had indeed harvested a lot of Wu Ling Chuan’s negative emotions. If she turned them into power right away, with Li Shuang’s words as the backdrop, everyone would think something was off. If she didn’t use them, then what was the Parasitic System even good for? Sitting on treasure she couldn’t touch felt worse than not having it at all.

Wu Ling Chuan studied Ye Zhao Zhao with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Ever since Fang Qing Yu came to the sect, her behavior had been strange. When they first met, she acted very close to him as her Senior Brother. But once inside the sect, she kept up the sweet talk while using tricks to push him into trouble. And his cultivation really hadn’t moved at all from three Moon Sigils. Meanwhile, Ye Zhao Zhao had fully recovered from her injuries and even advanced a lot. If she were really that gifted, why hadn’t she shown it before? Fang Qing Yu… [Is she actually Ye Zhao Zhao?]

Under his stare, Ye Zhao Zhao panicked; she edged closer to Yan Zhong He and said in a pitiful voice: “Father, why is Li Shuang still smearing me? I have nothing to do with that Ye Zhao Zhao. Second Senior Brother’s sudden stall in cultivation, how can that be my fault?” She looked at Li Shuang and added: “Li Shuang, what grudge do we even have that you would frame me like this?”

Yan Zhong He glared at Li Shuang and said coldly: “Ignorant child. You accuse my daughter without proof. Do you know the price you will pay?”

Li Shuang answered without any change of expression: “I will say it again. My Sword Sect has the Heart-Inquiry Platform. If Ye Zhao Zhao can face Heart-Questioning with a clear heart, I will go up with her. Those who speak truth will be fine; those who lie will be punished by thunder. Ye Zhao Zhao, do you dare?”

Ye Zhao Zhao’s body shook. The scene of her last trial on the Heart-Inquiry Platform was still fresh in her mind; she had no wish to try it again. She protested with grief: “Everyone knows the Heart-Inquiry Platform exists to judge the Devil Path and traitors of the Human Race. I am neither. Why should I step onto that platform?”

Yan Zhong He narrowed his eyes and said: “Qingyu, don’t be afraid. I am here. I will see who dares fling filth on you.”

This time, it looked like only a few of them had come to the Sword Sect, but the rest of the Tyrant Blade Sect was waiting at the foot of the mountain, and a Supreme Elder hid in the void. If the Sword Sect really dared to act rashly, heh. The Tyrant Blade Sect now had the upper hand.

Li Shuang said coolly: “I have said all I should. Those who believe me can guard themselves. Those who refuse to believe are people who cannot be helped and want to die.” She glanced at Wu Ling Chuan and added: “I hope when I see you in three years, you will not have been drained dry.”

Wu Ling Chuan’s body trembled.

“Nonsense,” Yan Zhong He snapped as a chain of spiritual power appeared in his hand; he yanked Wu Ling Chuan to his side and said coldly: “Shameless thing, you lost and still want to blame Qingyu.”

Wu Ling Chuan lowered his eyes and knelt carefully as he said: “How could Qingyu have anything to do with that Ye Zhao Zhao? Master, please be at ease. This Disciple did not believe Li Shuang.”

Yan Zhong He gave a short, cold laugh and said: “Good.”

Ye Zhao Zhao put on a worried face and moved to help as she said: “Second Senior Brother, you’re hurt. Don’t kneel. Sit and heal first.”

Wu Ling Chuan stiffened and dodged without thinking.

Ye Zhao Zhao’s face changed.

Realizing he had overreacted, Wu Ling Chuan forced himself to relax and said: “Thank you for your concern, Junior Sister.”

“Of course,” Ye Zhao Zhao answered with a strained look.

She couldn’t help shooting Li Shuang a glare: [Damn it!]

In front of Yan Zhong He, Wu Ling Chuan didn’t dare voice his doubts about her, but Li Shuang’s words had still shaken him. Not only Wu Ling Chuan, even Cong Xin and Ren Gu, and perhaps Yan Zhong He too… even if they didn’t believe now, if her cultivation soared later for no clear reason, would they remember what Li Shuang said today? With his guard up, Wu Ling Chuan would not fall for her so easily again. Half her plan had been ruined. She now held a pile of Wu Ling Chuan’s negative emotions, yet she didn’t dare use any of it. She hid her irritation and kept up the look of a wronged girl.

Watching his daughter like this, Yan Zhong He felt a stab of pity. He cut a cold look at Li Shuang and said: “Li Shuang, is it? You got lucky, didn’t you, and picked up a Soul Method from who knows where. A Soul Method that a Golden Core Stage can train in is rare. If you had offered such a fine art sooner, the Sword Sect disciples might not have lost earlier. Keeping it to yourself is rather selfish.” He was clearly sowing discord.

Li Shuang frowned, but she didn’t have to answer; a crowd of Sword Sect Disciples already bristled. They didn’t know what a Soul Method was, but Li Shuang had gained that Secret Art through her own chance. Why must she share it?

Luo Ming Yue couldn’t help saying with a thin smile: “Sect Master Yan is so generous. I suppose all the Secret Arts you hold are shared with your whole sect?”

Jiang Yun Ge said flatly: “Disciples of the Tyrant Blade Sect, you had better be careful. If any of you get your own chance in the future, be sure to hand it to the sect at once, or you will be called selfish.”

Someone added with scorn: “So Sect Master Yan can change the subject now? When you first came, Tyrant Blade Sect disciples were so arrogant. After Senior Sister Li beat you, all you have left are excuses.”

Another voice rose: “So the Tyrant Blade Sect can’t take a loss?”

One after another, the Sword Sect Disciples stood with Li Shuang without hesitation.

Lin Qing Ling laughed and cast Yan Zhong He a mocking glance as she said: “I have never seen anyone hold others to a saint’s standard while using trash standards on himself.”

“Lin Qing Ling,” Yan Zhong He snapped, glaring at her.

Lin Qing Ling arched a brow and said lazily: “What is wrong, Sect Master Yan? I never named you. I was just speaking my mind.”

Yan Zhong He almost choked with rage.

Meng Yi Fei smiled and tried to ease things as he said: “Sect Master Yan, we Sword Cultivators speak bluntly. Do not take it to heart. Besides, your words were out of line first, so I imagine you will not mind letting this pass.”

Yan Zhong He fell silent.