Chapter 17: Beating Yuxian'er

That detestable little girl—despite knowing her for so long, she had kept so many secrets from him. He was aware she lacked a spiritual root and thus couldn’t cultivate, and he had also noticed that her use of lightness skills was somewhat different. Yet, he never suspected she had deliberately modified the Lingbo Weibu technique, causing him to remain uneasy about her true identity all along.

After searching for so long, he finally found her—it was indeed her.

No spiritual root, yet able to wield Lingbo Weibu; this was the most compelling proof.

Luo Qingyao was that perfect seed, the little girl from his past life who was his mother’s and Uncle Yun’s apprentice, willing to risk everything for revenge!

With this realization, Yun Yi’s heart surged with emotion, his joy uncontrollable. At this moment, he resolved utterly: from now on, Qingyao would belong to him alone. Anyone who dared harbor wicked thoughts would be crushed without mercy!

The three great figures knew that Luo Qingyao’s moves were none other than Lingbo Weibu, but others did not, and Yuxian’er was completely unaware.

Yuxian’er only thought it strange that a Golden Core cultivator like herself couldn’t subdue a mere cripple.

Especially since she had already unleashed the palace’s treasured artifact, making her all the more anxious. Her spiritual energy surged wildly, pouring into the Spirit-Sealing Silk, determined to capture Luo Qingyao in one decisive strike.

Yet, Yuxian’er did not know that Luo Qingyao had been waiting for precisely this moment.

Sensing Yuxian’er’s shift in emotions, Luo Qingyao deliberately slowed her pace and feigned a flaw, instantly allowing herself to be ensnared by the Spirit-Sealing Silk.

Seeing this, Yuxian’er’s face lit with triumph. “Where do you think you can run now?” she mocked.

With a swift tug of her fingers on the silk, she yanked Luo Qingyao close.

Luo Qingyao stumbled forward, pulled directly in front of Yuxian’er.

Upon seeing Luo Qingyao subdued, Yutingting’s previously tense expression softened. Hmph, a cripple is a cripple; even the peerless Lingbo Weibu fell so easily into her hands!

Feng Qingjue’s eyes darkened, for he clearly sensed the murderous intent radiating from Yuxian’er—she evidently intended to kill Luo Qingyao.

His heart stirred, and without hesitation, he stepped forward to rescue her.

However, Yun Yi, ever her protector, blocked Feng Qingjue without a flicker of emotion, forbidding him from intervening.

Yutingting, puzzled by the stark contrast between the two—one usually indifferent now rushing to save, the other usually protective now refusing—chose not to ponder further. She flashed forward and stood before Feng Qingjue, clearly unwilling to let him help.

Feng Qingjue’s aura shifted drastically, a cold and ruthless energy emanating from him.

Yutingting’s expression grew grave as she silently recited the Plain Girl Heart Sutra, preparing to resist at all costs.

Meanwhile, Yun Yi’s face remained unchanging, his handsome visage bearing an arrogant, icy smile, as if Feng Qingjue were beneath his notice entirely.

As the three stood locked in this tense standoff, a sudden, piercing scream shattered the silence—Yuxian’er’s agonized cry.

Then came a series of loud thuds, accompanied by Yuxian’er’s relentless screams of pain.

Startled, the three turned swiftly and beheld a sight that shocked them to their core.

Though the Spirit-Sealing Silk still bound Luo Qingyao, its other end tightly gripped in Yuxian’er’s hand, it was Luo Qingyao who now had Yuxian’er pinned to the ground, mercilessly pounding her with blow after blow!