Chapter 12: Don’t Be So Excessive

“You have to understand, I’m nothing but a waste. Anyone from Lanxi Kingdom could easily knock me down, so how is it that you can’t defeat me? Hurry up, get up! Come on, hit me! Come on, hit me!”

Not far away, Yun Yi instantly felt a wave of frustration wash over him.

He looked at Luo Qingyao’s defiant expression, listening to her words, and couldn’t help but recall the mischievous and arrogant little Qingyao—hands on hips, proudly glaring at Lan Ruoshui, shouting, “If you’ve got the guts, come and hit me!”

It wasn’t just Yun Yi; everyone present involuntarily pictured this scene in their minds.

After hearing Luo Qingyao’s words, Lan Ruoshui finally lost control, spitting out a mouthful of blood before fainting.

Staring at the unconscious Lan Ruoshui, Luo Qingyao suddenly changed her expression, becoming overwhelmingly sorrowful and despairing. Her voice grew mournful, “Sigh, tell me, why is my fate so cruel? I’m a failure. Years ago, my mother saved the old master of the Jade Pure Palace. Unable to repay her kindness, the old master promised to take me as a disciple when I turned thirteen. But I was born without a spiritual root—a useless waste. So the new master of Jade Pure Palace wanted to go back on that promise. Fearing the world would mock the palace for breaking its word, they deliberately organized this disciple selection competition. But the true purpose was to abandon me and choose Princess Lan Ruoshui instead. I knew I was worthless, so I never demanded to truly become a disciple of the Jade Palace. Today, seeing how outstanding Ruoshui is, her cultivation so high, I was so overwhelmed with inferiority I almost bit my tongue to end it all! In the end, Princess Ruoshui finally gave me a chance to end my miserable life—but she couldn’t even kill me. Sigh, why must I suffer so…”

As she spoke, Luo Qingyao began to cry, wiping her tears and sniffles.

Everyone else: ………

Even Yun Yi couldn’t help but join in her tears. He was genuinely at a loss whether to laugh or cry, so he simply gave in and sobbed, “Wahh… girl, don’t be so harsh!”

Yun Yi’s loud crying quickly drew the attention of the crowd.

Only then did everyone realize that a very important figure was hiding within the crowd!

Especially Yu Xian’er, who had been standing behind Jade Dragonfly all along. Upon seeing Yun Yi, she couldn’t contain her surprise and excitement, “Yun Yi? Young Master Yun?”

Yu Xian’er’s words exploded like a bomb dropped into a calm sea, stirring up massive waves.

“What? He’s Young Master Yun? The First of the Five Young Masters of the World, the Yun Yi renowned for his formidable power, the one whose presence is like a dragon’s tail—seen but never caught?”

“Really? Is that Yun Yi? The mysterious figure whose origins no one knows? The Yun Yi who has captivated countless maidens? Ah, my idol!”

“Young Master Yun! Young Master Yun!”

Countless young women began cheering loudly amidst the crowd, their excitement surpassing even when they saw Young Master Feng.

Jade Dragonfly looked utterly shocked by Yun Yi’s appearance, clearly caught off guard.

Wen Yue and the others hadn’t yet recovered from their initial shock at Luo Qingyao and were once again stunned by Yun Yi’s presence.

Only Feng Qingjue wore a calm, indifferent expression, showing no surprise at all, for he had long known Yun Yi was lurking beneath the stage. Since Luo Qingyao had come, Yun Yi’s presence was only natural.

Yet, seeing Yun Yi approach her side, Luo Qingyao couldn’t hold back her tears any longer.