Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Make Her Lose Everything

“Wait,” Sheng Yuan said, his face still dark, yet he stopped Chang Le An.

“First Senior Brother, will you just watch Second Senior Brother get bullied?” Chang Le An pressed.

Sheng Yuan looked at Ye Zhao Zhao and said: “Zhao Zhao, what really happened? Tell it from the start. Where exactly was Second Junior Brother bullied? If Emotionless Peak truly went that far, did no one stop them?”

This was the sect grounds. Though her sobs had fired him up at first, he now felt something off.

Her gaze flickered. Then, unwilling, she described Shen Yue’s duel with Li Shuang.

“Senior Sister Li took all of Second Senior Brother’s fortune, and he got so mad he coughed blood and fainted,” she said, still dabbing at tears.

“Too much, far too much. First Senior Brother, what do we do?” Chang Le An huffed. “We cannot let this slide.”

Sheng Yuan’s eyes hardened.

What had he been hoping for a moment ago? That this was a misunderstanding? That Li Shuang was not like that? From the moment she abandoned their Junior Sister and ran, from the moment she betrayed teacher and sect to join Emotionless Peak, he should have known.

Looking at Shen Yue’s miserable state, he grew colder and said: “I will go talk to those people from Emotionless Peak. Third Junior Brother, go ask Master to intervene. Junior Sister, you stay and look after Second Junior Brother.”

Ye Zhao Zhao agreed at once.

After Sheng Yuan and Chang Le An left, a sharp light slid through her eyes.

She guessed Li Shuang was likely at the bazaar, so Sheng Yuan would not find her.

That was fine.

Let him stir trouble there. At the bazaar, she would give Li Shuang a small shock of her own.

“First Senior Sister…” Shen Yue murmured again in his sleep.

She shot him a chilly look.

For one match, and already he was thinking about the First Senior Sister. [All these years of trying to please you, was it all for nothing?]

A flush spread over his face. Sweat broke across his forehead.

He kept whispering nonsense.

His condition clearly was not right.

She did not care.

Even if he died now, it would be Li Shuang’s fault. What did that have to do with her?

Acting as if she had not seen his pain, she shut him inside and left.

With the others away, it was the perfect chance to visit the bazaar.

A cold light flickered in her eyes.

Li Shuang had always acted as if she did not care about resources.

Now she could not keep the act up.

To Ye Zhao Zhao, today proved Li Shuang lacked spirit stones.

Of course she did. She had thrown away resources for years to play the good person and ended up poor.

Now that she had dropped the act, spirit stones mattered more than ever.

Whatever Li Shuang cared about most, she would ruin. Only then would the negative emotions burst out.

She wanted the bit of lost cultivation back right now.

She put on a veil hat and slipped into the bazaar to meet Steward Qiu at the Treasure Pavilion.

“Miss Ye, what brings you today?” he greeted warmly. Over the years she had brought ideas, he had done the legwork, and together they earned a tidy sum.

You always treat a god of wealth with care.

“I want your help dealing with someone,” she said coolly.

“I am only a businessman,” he replied. “I do not do fighting.”

“No fighting,” she said with a frown. “We use business. I will teach you another sure-win method. I do not want any cut. My one condition is this. Let the target I name lose everything.”

Her schemes were usually good, so his interest rose: “Please tell me, Miss Ye.”

She laid out the plan, proud and slow.

That so-called System always called her useless, saying she relied on it alone.

To her, the System was just trying to break her confidence.

She was a Transmigrator. She knew countless ways to earn spirit stones.

But making Li Shuang suffer mattered more than profit.

She would give up the gains just to force out negative emotions.

“Do it this way and you will surely profit. The target is short on spirit stones now. Tempt her well and she will bite. My only demand is that you empty her purse,” she said, handing him Li Shuang’s portrait.

His eyes flashed. The plan was clever, and if done right, it could also raise the Treasure Pavilion’s sales.

“Deal,” he said with a smile, fixing Li Shuang’s face in his memory.

“She should be in the bazaar now, so please move quickly, Steward Qiu. I will wait here for good news,” she said.

To harvest negative emotions, she needed to stay within a hundred meters, so she would not go far.

“Rest easy, Miss Ye,” he said and hurried off.

She sipped tea slowly, eyes cold.

[Li Shuang, even if you left Ling Xu Peak, you are still my stepping stone. Everything you have, I will destroy.]

She watched the street through the window.

Steward Qiu moved fast. If Li Shuang was in the bazaar at all, he would find a way to draw her in.

On the street.

Luo Ming Yue guided Li Shuang through the stalls while explaining: “Have some different talismans on hand, and prepare the common pills. With your Ice Spiritual Root, you need Frost Blossoms to temper it. The sect only has two, which is far from enough, so we have to gather more. Also, we do not always have to buy from shops. Many Cultivators set up roadside stalls, and their prices can be better. But there is a risk of fraud, so keep your eyes open and judge the goods yourself.”

Seeing how new and curious Li Shuang was, she did not rush to buy, but shared trade tips instead.

As they walked and talked, a cheerful call rose from ahead: “Blind boxes, blind boxes, the Treasure Pavilion’s latest blind box event. Do not miss it.”