82 Not Planning to Indulge Her
In the apocalypse, Yun Ran had seen such a delicate and self-centered young lady before.
She was the daughter of a wealthy family, a second-generation tycoon, and the daughter of the richest man. In an environment like the apocalypse, she still wanted to throw tantrums and put on an arrogant and domineering attitude. She had been slapped in the face by Yun Ran many times.
“You want afternoon tea? Sure, I’ll throw you out and let the zombies drink with you.”
“You despise the accommodation conditions in our base? Do you want a goose-down blanket? A natural latex mattress? Sure, you carry it out yourself.”
“You want a beautiful dress and high heels. Why? Are you planning to smash the heads of zombies with high heels when you encounter them?”
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Therefore, Yun Ran was not unfamiliar with Wen Xueyun’s entitled personality, and she did not intend to spoil her.
Be it in her sect or beyond, Wen Xueyun had always been sought after. Now that Yun Ran had refuted her in front of so many people, she naturally could not stand it.
“What do you mean? Do you mean that I, Wen Xueyun, relied on my father to achieve what I have today?”
Wen Xueyun hated it the most when people said that she relied on her father as the sect master of the Linxu Sect. She had clearly worked very hard to achieve her current achievements!
However, she seemed to have been living under her father’s light.
“Do you know that in order to increase my cultivation, I spent seven days and seven nights without sleep to comprehend cultivation methods? Do you know how many times I experienced training in the Demon Beast Forest? Do you know how many Demon Beasts I slaughtered? Of course, you don’t know, because you’ve just tasted the taste of having a spiritual root. You don’t know anything. What right do you have to talk to me?”
“You’re just a piece of trash with a heaven-level spiritual root!”
So what if she had a heaven-level spiritual root? Spiritual power cultivation and martial arts mental cultivation could not be learned in a day.
To put it bluntly, in Wen Xueyun’s eyes, Yun Ran was just a piece of trash who had relied on a man to snatch back her spiritual root.
Naturally, she looked down on her.
Her expression and words were filled with deep disdain.
Everyone thought that after Yun Ran suffered grievances with Wen Xueyun, she would turn around and cry to complain to Mo Beiyuan. After all, the only person who dared to stand up for her and reprimand the eldest daughter of the Linxu Sect was Mo Beiyuan.
However, Yun Ran did not do that. Instead, she smiled calmly. “Have you ever thought that having to stay awake for seven days and seven nights might be because you’re too stupid and your comprehension ability is pathetic? In addition, what has the number of your experiences and the number of demon beasts you have slaughtered got to do with me? It’s not as if you dug up those demon beast crystals for me.”
In Yun Ran’s opinion, Wen Xueyun’s experiences as a person who had survived in a godforsaken place like the apocalypse were nothing.
She was just pretending to be pitiful!
Wen Xueyun’s original intention was to come over and taunt Yun Ran so that she would understand the difference between them.
But Yun Ran was too shameless.
It was simply ridiculous.
“Are you calling me stupid? Do you know what cultivation method I’ve been comprehending for seven days and seven nights? It’s a Level 9 spiritual cultivation method, the True Martial Principle Mystic Scripture. You’ve probably never heard of this cultivation method! Then I don’t blame you. After all, you don’t know how to cultivate spiritual power at all. You can’t even understand the most basic cultivation method.”
Although her appearance might not be as seductive as Yun Ran’s, Wen Xueyun firmly believed that her comprehension and talent in spiritual power cultivation were definitely far superior to Yun Ran’s.