Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Trash Among Trash

Ye Zhao Zhao shot the Dragon Roar Sword a look of dislike, but she still put the blade away.

Inside the jade slip, Li Shuang’s expression shifted as Su Mu cast an image of the outside for her to see.

She watched clearly. Ye Zhao Zhao had indeed exploded with Nascent Soul Stage strength. Everyone else here had their power bound, and only Ye Zhao Zhao could unseal hers. With everyone’s strength suppressed by two Major Tiers in this secret realm, Ye Zhao Zhao was close to unbeatable.

Su Mu said: “She must have a special treasure that lets her unseal for a short time. But the window cannot be long. If she could use Nascent Soul Stage freely, she would not have run from the Nine-Headed Lion.”

Li Shuang nodded, calm. The question now was: how many more times could Ye Zhao Zhao unseal?

“Do not rush,” Su Mu said with a smile: “The Demon Clan will help us test it. The Demon-Luring Grass juice will keep drawing them for six hours. We are only at the start.”

Li Shuang nodded again and kept watching.

Ye Zhao Zhao did not dare stay in one place. She left fast.

Her face was set. Since entering the realm, she had run into the Demon Clan twice in a row. [This place cannot be full of Demon Clan, right?] [Bad luck cannot all be mine, right?]

After the bad luck, her fortune finally seemed to turn. After a long run, she met a familiar person.

“Zhao Zhao!” Chang Le An said in surprise, smiling at her: “You are back? I heard fighting over there and was worried.”

Ye Zhao Zhao gave him a gentle smile and said: “I am fine.”

Seeing the blood on her clothes, Chang Le An tensed and asked: “Zhao Zhao, are you hurt?”

She shook her head and said: “No. It is Demonic Beast blood.”

She did not have time to linger and asked at once: “Third Senior Brother, have you found anything during this time?”

Chang Le An’s face went stiff.

Ye Zhao Zhao frowned and asked: “Is something wrong?”

Only then did she notice his torn clothes and messy hair. He looked very sorry sighted.

Chang Le An said awkwardly: “Not long after you left, I accidentally angered a group of Sand Scorpions. I tried everything and only just shook them off.”

Ye Zhao Zhao was silent for a moment, then asked: “So all this time, other than escaping the Sand Scorpions, you did nothing?”

Embarrassed, Chang Le An said quickly: “Zhao Zhao, believe me! Once I got rid of them, my good luck started coming! Soon we will find something!”

Ye Zhao Zhao trusted his so called luck less and less, but she held on to a last bit of patience and said: “Then keep looking. Third Senior Brother, if we do not find enough this time, Master will not be kind.”

“I know,” Chang Le An said, patting his chest: “With me here, I can find a safe path for us.”

He looked around and firmly chose a direction.

Ye Zhao Zhao followed, half doubtful.

They walked for a while without trouble.

Chang Le An smiled and said: “Junior Sister, look, my luck really…”

Before he finished, the ground shook hard.

A black python burst out of the sand.

It snapped out its tail and swept it toward them.

Ye Zhao Zhao nearly went crazy. Demon Clan! Demon Clan! Again the Demon Clan!

[Why do they all come for me!] She had only two shots left. She could not waste one here.

“Junior Sister, run!” Chang Le An turned, grabbed Ye Zhao Zhao, and tried to run with her.

Then he froze.

For the first time, he saw a cold look on Ye Zhao Zhao’s face.

Panic flashed through his heart, and he called out: “Zhao Zhao…”

Ye Zhao Zhao gave him one glance, shoved him toward the giant python, and used the recoil to leap away.

He stared at her back, his eyes full of disbelief. [Junior Sister…] [She is using me as a shield?]

The python was at his back. Chang Le An’s face showed despair as he drew his sword to fight to the death.

But the moment he drew, the Black Python seemed not to see him. Its green eyes stared straight at Ye Zhao Zhao. It left him and rushed at her instead.

Chang Le An stood stunned. Then joy burst across his face. [See? This is how it is for someone blessed by luck. My luck worked!]

Even so, watching the Black Python chase Ye Zhao Zhao, he struggled inside. She had tried to use him to block danger, but he had loved her for a long time. That feeling did not vanish in a moment.

He hesitated.

Suddenly, blood exploded into rain.

Through the red mist, he saw Ye Zhao Zhao’s twisted face.

He blinked in a daze. [Junior Sister… killed the Black Python in one strike?]

He had not understood what she did. He had only one thought: if Ye Zhao Zhao could kill the Black Python so easily, why had she thrown him out as a shield? [What am I to her?]

Ye Zhao Zhao clenched her teeth. Another chance wasted.

The last one remained. She had only one chance left to kill Li Shuang.

Seeing Chang Le An’s shocked look, she drew a long breath and forced a pitiful expression, then said: “Third Senior Brother, the Black Python had locked onto me from the start. I pushed you away to protect you. I used the last Attack Talisman I had and finally killed it.”

“Is… is that so?” Chang Le An said with a shaky smile: “Junior Sister, I almost blamed you.”

“It is good I could explain,” Ye Zhao Zhao said with a sweet, obedient smile.

He smiled on the surface, but doubt stirred in his heart. [Did she really push me to protect me?]

He also remembered something else. Before, Ye Zhao Zhao had owed spirit stones to the Treasure Pavilion. All of them had emptied their savings to cover her debt. Now, after entering the secret realm, he had no good treasures or talismans left.

What about Ye Zhao Zhao? First a Speed Talisman, then an attack talisman. She still seemed very well stocked.

[We paid her debt, but she still carries so many valuables?] His feelings were hard to name.

Ye Zhao Zhao knew he was starting to suspect her. She was about to speak when a soft voice drifted over: “Interesting, very interesting. The Spirit-Seeking Pearl shows no reaction, which proves you two are trash among trash and fools among fools. Yet trash like you killed a Black Python in one strike. This is truly interesting.”