Chapter 313: Senior Sister Wei, Are You Sure About That?
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Ye Cong Xin’s pupils contracted, but she quickly wore an apologetic expression. “Fifth Senior Brother, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to reveal your lineage. I was only concerned about you and…”
Seeing Quan Ye still glaring at her, Ye Cong Xin had no choice but to continue her explanation. “It… it was Third Senior Brother who told me.”
“Hmph, I figured as much!”
Quan Ye’s clenched fists crackled audibly.
Only their master and Su Ming knew his true identity. Since their master had secluded himself immediately after returning to the Five Elements Dao Sect, the only person who could have leaked the secret was Su Ming!
“Fifth Senior Brother, don’t blame Third Senior Brother. It’s my fault for insisting he tell me because I was worried about you. If you must blame someone, blame me,” Ye Cong Xin said righteously, her beautiful eyes glinting with sincerity.
Naturally, Quan Ye couldn’t bring himself to blame his well-meaning junior sister. He directed all his anger toward Su Ming instead, silently vowing to teach him a lesson.
“Junior Sister, this is between him and me. You don’t need to get involved.”
“But Fifth Senior Brother—” “I’m tired. You should leave.”
Returning the invitation card to Ye Cong Xin, Quan Ye turned and entered his room.
He needed a quiet place to process the shocking news Ye Cong Xin had delivered.
Ye Cong Xin stared at the tightly shut door for a long time before turning and heading to Su Ming’s quarters.
Before long, Su Ming escorted her out, his face clouded with displeasure.
“Third Senior Brother, you know Fifth Senior Brother’s temper. Please don’t hold it against him. And don’t tell him that I came to you,” Ye Cong Xin pleaded.
“Junior Sister, I know what to do,” Su Ming replied indifferently.
With a soft sigh, Ye Cong Xin left.
Watching her leave, Su Ming glanced toward Quan Ye’s residence and let out a disdainful snort.
“Freak… I’ll be waiting for you to come find me!”
…
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Violent knocking shattered the tranquility of the room.
Yu Zhao opened her eyes and scanned the outside with her divine sense.
Letting out a slow, measured breath, she rose and unhurriedly made her way to the door.
“Uncle Li, what brings you here?” she asked.
Outside stood a lean man in a dark blue Daoist robe, his face adorned with a goatee. He curled his lips into a smile. “Yu Zhao, it’s just the two of us here. Why bother feigning ignorance?”
Yu Zhao raised an eyebrow. “I truly don’t know, Uncle Li. Please enlighten me.”
“In the grand competition, you trampled over many young talents to make a name for yourself. Meanwhile, my nephew Li Jing Rang met an untimely death halfway through. Today, I’ve come personally to witness your supposed brilliance,” Li Da declared.
Yu Zhao blinked. Was she hearing things?
She had participated in the individual category of the competition, while Li Jing Rang had been in the team event. They hadn’t even crossed paths. How was his death her fault?
Still, it seemed that stupidity ran strong in their family. Li Da was just as foolish as his nephew.
Li Da mistook her silence for hesitation. “I’m also at the early Nascent Soul stage,” he added, “but since I’m older, I’ll suppress my cultivation by twenty percent for our spar. That way, it won’t seem like I’m bullying you.”
“Or, if you have any concerns, feel free to voice them. I’ll address them all,” he said magnanimously.
Yu Zhao paused briefly before asking, “Uncle Li, have you informed the academy elders or the sect master about this challenge?”
“This is just between you and me,” Li Da replied smugly. “There’s no need to involve others. As the host, it’s only proper for me to spare you some face.”
Yu Zhao nodded quietly at the first half of his statement, thinking he wasn’t entirely brainless. But the latter half nearly made her laugh out loud.
So confident he was already certain of her crushing defeat.
Where did he get such confidence?
“Uncle Li,” Yu Zhao said with a faint smile, “the Tai Bai Academy recently held an exchange event with the Heavenly Sword Sect. It was quite meaningful, and I think we should continue the tradition. Let’s have an exchange event between the Five Elements Dao Sect and the Tai Bai Academy. Since I’m the only representative of my sect, it’s fitting for me to spar with someone from the academy. And who better than you, Uncle Li?”
Li Da was momentarily stunned.
If the event was held in the name of the two sects, it couldn’t just be between the two of them. Yu Zhao’s words clearly indicated she wanted the entire academy to witness the duel.
“Are you not afraid?” he asked.
Yu Zhao responded with an enigmatic smile.
For some reason, the mild expression on her face sent a shiver down Li Da’s spine.
Yu Zhao’s confidence clearly unnerved him. And recalling the extravagant praises Senior Sister Wei Ying and her peers had showered on Yu Zhao, he hesitated.
But when he looked at her again, his anger flared.
Yu Zhao stood there, arms crossed, chin slightly raised, her half-lidded eyes brimming with disdain.
“Fine! I’ll inform the elders right now. In one hour, we’ll meet at the martial training grounds!”
“Take care, Uncle Li,” Yu Zhao said cheerfully.
Watching him leave, she thought to herself that she might as well visit Dean Mo Xin earlier than planned.
The news of Li Da and Yu Zhao’s impending duel quickly spread throughout Tai Bai Academy, causing an uproar.
Senior Sister Wei Ying and her peers reacted the most strongly.
Though they hadn’t witnessed Yu Zhao’s previous fights against three Nascent Soul elders, the outcome spoke volumes. Underestimating her was a grave mistake.
Li Da scoffed at their warnings, dismissing them as exaggerations. To him, they were overhyping Yu Zhao.
Yes, Yu Zhao was a genius, but so was he, a star praised by Tai Bai Academy. Even if she had a slight edge, his experience would make up the difference.
He was determined to prove that Yu Zhao wasn’t as invincible as everyone believed.
One hour passed.
A massive crowd gathered at the martial training grounds, including Dean Mo Xin and other esteemed elders. No one who had heard the news wanted to miss it.
Since forming his Nascent Soul, Li Da hadn’t experienced such attention. Feeling buoyed, he basked in the limelight.
Yu Zhao, meanwhile, stood casually with Senior Sister Wei Ying and her friends, chatting quietly.
A nearby disciple leaned closer to eavesdrop, only to grimace.
“Senior Sister Wei, is it really okay for you to say that?”
What had Wei Ying said?
Not much—just that Yu Zhao should go all out without holding back for his sake. She wanted Li Da thoroughly defeated so he wouldn’t make any more foolish decisions.
Being the helpful person she was, Yu Zhao happily agreed.
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