Chapter 322: Third Senior Brother, You Want to Kill Me Too?
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Ye Cong Xin!
Ye Cong Xin!!
Ye Cong Xin!!!
Quan Ye’s face turned pale with rage, his fury threatening to burst out of his chest.
He had treated Ye Cong Xin like family, yet she had only sought to plunder his Luck Value, even going so far as to sever his arm with a single sword strike!
If she was heartless, he wouldn’t be righteous!
Today, he would strike first and eliminate this scourge in advance!
With burning anger, Quan Ye stormed to Ye Cong Xin’s cave dwelling. When he didn’t find her there, he left Lone Moon Peak, questioning everyone he encountered about her whereabouts. Eventually, a disciple told him that Ye Cong Xin was at the guest courtyard where Elder Hermit Bao Hua resided.
Without a word, he rushed toward the guest courtyard. The disciples he had stopped were left murmuring amongst themselves.
“Why does Quan Ye look like he’s ready to kill someone? Who dared to anger him?”
“Who would dare? Everyone knows he fights like a madman! But it seemed like he was asking about Junior Sister Ye’s whereabouts just now?”
“Ye Cong Xin? No way! Isn’t she the one he dotes on the most?”
“Who knows? But he’s already heading toward the guest courtyard!”
“…”
The group exchanged confused glances, sensing something amiss. Some chose to follow to see what was happening, while others decided to inform others.
Su Ming, arriving slightly later, overheard their discussion and realized there was no time to stop Quan Ye.
That left only one option.
A flicker of complicated emotion crossed Su Ming’s eyes, and he quickened his pace.
On his way, a few disciples tried to stop him with questions, but he ignored them entirely.
…
Inside the Room.
Ye Cong Xin gently wiped Wang Sheng’s sweaty forehead and tucked him in with care. Her serene smile revealed her meticulous devotion to attending to him personally.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang as the door was violently flung open.
Ye Cong Xin thought it was the courtyard’s host, Hermit Bao Hua, returning and rose to explain. But before she could say anything, a pair of large hands closed tightly around her neck.
The suffocating sensation of strangulation returned, familiar yet no less terrifying.
For a fleeting moment, Ye Cong Xin panicked, but she quickly calmed down. From her sleeve, she pulled out a silver needle and fiercely jabbed it into the arm of her assailant.
“Argh!” Quan Ye screamed in pain, clutching his injured arm, his eyes full of venom. “You wretched woman!”
“Cough, cough, cough…” Ye Cong Xin coughed a few times, her breathing slightly easing. Through misty eyes, she gazed at him with sorrow. “Fifth Senior Brother, why are you doing this to me? What did I do wrong?”
She genuinely didn’t understand why Quan Ye had suddenly gone mad.
Just recently, he had been avoiding her. And today, he wanted to kill her?
What had she done to deserve this?
“Stop pretending!” Quan Ye’s face twisted with rage. “You filthy, sinister creature! You want to plunder my Luck Value, so I’ll kill you first!”
Ye Cong Xin’s pupils constricted.
“System! System! How does Quan Ye know my secret? Did the Binding Spell you cast on Fang Cheng Lang fail?”
The system’s voice trembled with unease: Ding! Host, the Binding Spell is still in effect.
“Then how does he know? How does he know?”
The revelation of her darkest secret left Ye Cong Xin furious and terrified. Unable to maintain her facade any longer, her gaze turned cold and sinister.
Quan Ye sneered, “Can’t keep up the act anymore, can you? After all the trust we placed in you, you deserve to die!”
“That’s because you’re all fools!”
Ye Cong Xin let out a shrill scream.
She understood Quan Ye too well.
His simple-mindedness and unwavering resolve meant that once he labeled her a threat, nothing she said could change his mind.
Especially since he had nearly strangled her to death moments ago. Thus, there was no point in masking her hostility anymore.
“You think I’m a fool? You’re the one who’s maliciously harming others! Ye Cong Xin, you deserve to die!”
Her defiance enraged Quan Ye even further.
He roared and lunged at Ye Cong Xin with a powerful punch.
The sound of his strike tore through the air, leaving ripples in its wake.
Ye Cong Xin raised the silver needle to her chest and spread her hands wide.
The needle multiplied into countless replicas, shooting toward Quan Ye like a storm of daggers.
A flurry of sharp impacts echoed as the needles collided with Quan Ye’s protective aura and were deflected.
Ye Cong Xin’s expression shifted slightly. She smirked coldly and flung a small silver blade from her sleeve.
Thud!
The satisfying sound of the blade piercing flesh was music to Ye Cong Xin’s ears.
Quan Ye was a body cultivator who had awakened the Azure Dragon Bloodline, rendering his physical defenses near-invincible among his peers. However, as the favored disciple of Lone Moon Peak, Ye Cong Xin possessed several rare treasures.
The Army-Breaking Blade, a birthday gift from Master Qing Yan, was one such treasure.
Her eyes gleamed with cold determination.
Now that Quan Ye knew her secret, he couldn’t be allowed to live.
Dead men tell no tales!
But she underestimated Quan Ye’s determination.
Despite the blade embedded in his shoulder, Quan Ye steadied himself after two steps back and immediately lunged at her again.
Ye Cong Xin clasped her hands together, activating a perfectly round Spirit Bead. She shouted, “Explode!”
Boom!
A massive shockwave rippled outward.
The room, unable to withstand the force, collapsed into rubble, dust billowing into the air.
Two figures darted out of the wreckage, one chasing the other.
Ye Cong Xin barely steadied herself when she heard the sound of something slicing through the air from behind.
Panic-stricken, she suddenly felt an invisible force guiding her body, narrowly dodging the lethal blow.
Turning around, she saw Su Ming holding a glowing artifact, his expression unreadable.
Ye Cong Xin couldn’t believe her eyes.
“Third Senior Brother, you want to kill me too?”
Su Ming remained silent as the artifact in his hand grew brighter.
Ye Cong Xin’s heart sank.
Quan Ye wanted to kill her because he knew she could plunder Luck Value.
If Su Ming was trying to kill her too, did that mean he knew as well?
From the moment she had bound herself to the system, Ye Cong Xin had known it couldn’t be exposed. The system’s existence being discovered would mean her death.
That was why, even in the Five Elements Dao Sect, she had restrained her desires, despite many tempting targets.
But now, under these circumstances, her secret was out.
Despair wrapped around her like vines.
Su Ming said in a low voice, “Junior Sister, this is the last time I’ll call you that. May you rest in peace.”
With that, a beam of red light shot toward Ye Cong Xin.
Behind her, Quan Ye leaped forward.
Caught between two forces, she had nowhere to retreat.
Ding! Host’s life-threatening crisis detected. System is automatically extracting Luck Value to exchange for the special skill: Death Escape.
Ding! Special skill exchanged.
Ding! Skill activated.
Splash!
Fresh blood splattered onto Quan Ye’s face.
Emotionless, he withdrew his fist from Ye Cong Xin’s back.
Su Ming watched as Ye Cong Xin, her eyes losing their light, fell backward. Blood gushed from her mouth, and a single tear rolled down his cheek.
Together, he and Quan Ye had killed their Junior Sister.
“Ah! Murder! They killed Junior Sister Ye!”
“Quan Ye and Su Ming murdered Junior Sister Ye!”
“Junior Sister Ye is dead!”
The disciples who arrived late were stunned at the scene in the courtyard.
What had they just witnessed?
In broad daylight, under the open sky, Quan Ye and Su Ming of Lone Moon Peak had joined forces to kill Ye Cong Xin, right in front of the disciples of the Five Elements Dao Sect.
Everyone was in a daze, doubting whether they were dreaming.
A terrible nightmare.
Zhang Jun and Xiu Luo, arriving even later, exchanged glances.
This was big trouble.
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