Chapter 16: The Struggle of Keeping Secrets from Him

“Ahhh... I can’t believe my eyes! I didn’t see anything, I saw nothing at all! How is this possible? How could Yun Yi approach that worthless wretch? Ahhh!” Ever since Yun Yi appeared, Yu Xian’er’s vision had been clouded, unable to hold anything else in her sight. Now, seeing this scene, she could no longer restrain her screams, completely forgetting her composure.

Yu Qingting wore a face full of shock as well, but she was calmer than her disciple and immediately scolded sharply, “Xian’er, how dare you!”

But Yu Xian’er, her mind already overwhelmed by jealousy, no longer listened to her master’s reprimand.

Her face twisted in fury as she stared fiercely at Luo Qingyao, abandoning her usual ethereal grace and breaking into harsh curses. “You damned slut! How dare you entangle yourself with Young Master Yun! Die, just die, die!”

As she cursed, her jade hand stretched out, and instantly a golden thread appeared in her palm, shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight.

With a sudden flick, the golden thread shot forth toward Luo Qingyao. “Do you really think you can be Young Master Yun’s disciple?”

The moment Yu Xian’er revealed the golden thread in her palm, the expressions of Yun Yi and Feng Qingjue changed simultaneously.

Spirit Locking Thread!

A treasured artifact of the Jade Pure Palace, it symbolized the next generation’s palace lord and ranked among the Ten Divine Artifacts of the world.

Yu Xian’er had dared to unleash it against Luo Qingyao, who was unable to cultivate!

Yun Yi’s eyes narrowed dangerously, just as he was about to intervene, he heard Luo Qingyao’s voice, firm and defiant: “Do you really think I’m worthless? You want to kill me just like that? Today, I’ll let the world know that although I cannot cultivate, I am by no means worthless!”

After speaking, she sprang up and swiftly dodged the Spirit Locking Thread aimed at her.

The thread missed its mark and rebounded, attacking Luo Qingyao again.

Luo Qingyao continued to evade...

The thread struck again...

The Spirit Locking Thread truly deserved its reputation as one of the Ten Divine Artifacts—once unleashed, it would never return without hitting its target!

Luo Qingyao, long deemed a worthless cripple, stunned everyone at this very moment.

Under the relentless pursuit of the Spirit Locking Thread, she evaded each strike with ease and grace, her movements smooth and effortless, as if strolling leisurely in a garden.

Yun Yi, Feng Qingjue, and Yu Qingting were dumbfounded. After a long moment, the three spoke in unison, astonished: “Lingbo Weibu!”

Luo Qingyao was demonstrating the long-lost, peerless lightness skill known as Lingbo Weibu!

Legend had it that this technique was exquisitely subtle and transcendent.

An ancient text described it thus: “Swift as a flying duck, elusive as a spirit, Lingbo Weibu, dustless silk stockings. Movements with no fixed pattern, sometimes perilous, sometimes calm; advances and retreats unpredictable, coming and going like shadows.”

This was the true essence of Lingbo Weibu.

Feng Qingjue and Yu Qingting gazed at Luo Qingyao on the arena, watching her feet step on empty air as if on solid ground, her demeanor elegant as if walking on thin clouds, light and graceful like a butterfly in flight. Her entire being radiated a lively, refined aura, and they could not help but marvel at how extraordinary Lingbo Weibu truly was.

They were even more secretly shocked. Despite the girl’s lack of spiritual roots and inability to cultivate, she was a rare genius in martial arts!

It was well known that those who could master Lingbo Weibu must possess profound martial comprehension.

Especially Yun Yi, who looked at that graceful, almost ethereal figure and nearly lost control, wanting to rush forward and hold Yao’er in his arms, spinning her around hundreds of times!

That damned little girl—he had known her for so long, yet she had hidden this from him so well.