Chapter 32 : The Regretful Ye Qingcheng
Inside the massive flying boat of Primorial Holy Land, numerous disciples gathered, most showing signs of weariness but also satisfaction from their profitable journey.
However, some bore expressions of dismay, clearly having gained little from their endeavors. At the forefront of the boat, Ye Qingcheng stood enveloped in a cold, forbidding aura, her face a mask of anger, causing other disciples to steer clear of her.
“Cursed Yan Ruyu!” she thought bitterly, unable to suppress her rage. Since Yan Ruyu had snatched away her innate Yin-Yang Qi, she had vanished without leaving any clues behind.
This loss was particularly galling for Ye Qingcheng, as the Qi was a critical foundation for her cultivation path. Without it, her progress would slow considerably, and her potential might be severely capped.
Eating away at her insides was a fury she had never felt before, not even towards Jiang Chen in the past. Back then, her feelings towards Jiang Chen were complex, a mix of loathing and deep-seated enmity. Now, it was pure detestation towards Yan Ruyu, who she blamed for crippling her future prospects.
Upon the flying boat’s arrival at Primordials Holy Land’s plaza, disciples swiftly dispersed, leaving in streams of divine light. Just as Ye Qingcheng prepared to depart, she paused, overhearing the conversations of nearby disciples.
“A major incident has occurred. You might not know since you’ve been away, but recently, the Primordial Holy Son of our sect executed multiple prodigies in Spirit Snake City, including the Soaring Snake God Son and the top prodigy of the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan, Jin Taiyuan. Besides, he also killed two Life-Death Realm prodigies!”
“This… Isn’t that the Soaring Snake Clan’s heir? He’s known for his incredible talents and prowess, almost comparable to our Primordial Holy Son, and even higher in realm, wasn’t he?”
“All that is in the past. The Primordial Holy Son has reached new heights. He’s now in the ninth realm of the Life-Death Stage. Now even the Holy Son of the Azure Dragon Clan might not be a match for him now!”
“Ninth level of the Life and Death Realm? When did the Primordial Holy Son achieve that?”
“Not just that, I’ve heard that the Primordial Holy Son even intimidated the two ancient royal clans into surrendering four intact saint weapons!”
“It’s such a pity we couldn’t witness him single-handedly overpowering the ancient royal clans’ Saints!”
“Yeah, a real pity. If I had known, I wouldn’t have gone to the Heaven-Piercing Sect. I got nothing there but came back looking like a mess.”
“Too bad indeed, I wish I had gone too.”
As she absorbed this news, Ye Qingcheng’s shock was palpable. Jiang Chen, whom she once knew, seemed to have transformed entirely, reaching heights she found hard to believe. This wasn’t Jiang Chen from her memories.
The news stirred a maelstrom of emotions in her, predominantly astonishment and disbelief at the dramatic turn of events surrounding Jiang Chen.
Although Jiang Chen’s talent and strength have been recognized by countless people, and that’s why he is hailed as the hope of the Primordial Holy Land for tens of thousands of years, it seems impossible for him to reach this extent.
Jiang Chen, who is only nineteen years old, has stepped into the ninth level of the Realm of Life and Death. Is this a normal cultivation speed? Ye Qingcheng was completely stunned. Even though she knew Jiang Chen was exceptional, she didn’t anticipate him reaching such an unimaginable level.
“It has nothing to do with me anyway!” Ye Qingcheng sneered at herself. Jiang Chen had long given up on her, even despised her. No matter how exceptional Jiang Chen was, it had nothing to do with her. They had long become strangers. M
However, if it were before, when she regarded Jiang Chen as an enemy, she would never haven been able to seek revenge for a lifetime. She could not match Jiang Chen’s exceptional nature.
“None of this matters!” someone exclaimed. “You probably don’t know, but the Primordial Holy Son has tamed Yan Ruyu, the Holy Maiden of the All Pleasure Sect, as his follower!”
“Really? When did this happen?” another inquired.
“It happened recently. Yan Ruyu now lives with him at Banished Immortal Peak.”
“This is indeed unimaginable. Yan Ruyu, despite being in the All Pleasure Sect, has never had any Dao companions or cauldrons. She’s like any ordinary woman, and she’s extremely proud. Even the young geniuses can’t get her to look their way.”
“There used to be discussions about when we would see the two most beautiful flowers of the Eastern Wasteland, Yan Ruyu and Ye Qingcheng, picked.”
“At that time, many thought Ye Fairy would be the first, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be Yan Ruyu.” This text is hosted at novel⟡fire.net
“Heroes love beauties, and beauties love heroes. For an existence like the Holy Son, it’s normal for Yan Ruyu to be infatuated with him.”
“But what about Ye Fairy?”
“It feels like the rumors are true, the Primordial Holy Son has given up on Ye Fairy.”
“Ye Fairy must be suffering. She and Yan Ruyu have always been at odds.”
“Stop talking, Ye Fairy is nearby!”
Some noticed the gloomy-faced Ye Qingcheng nearby and hastily stopped their discussion.
However, Ye Qingcheng ignored them and left on a divine rainbow. Once she returned to her residence, she couldn’t hold back anymore. Her strong aura erupted like a hurricane, destroying everything around her. After a long time, she finally calmed down.
“Damn Yan Ruyu! Damn wh*re!” Ye Qingcheng cursed continuously. She now wished she could curse Yan Ruyu with a voodoo doll.
“She took my innate yin-yang qi, did she use it with Jiang Chen?” The thought made Ye Qingcheng’s face turn pale, her heart aching as if cut by a knife. This unprecedented feeling made her bitterly regret her past actions towards Jiang Chen.