Chapter 27: Let's Go!

Almost at the same moment, Feng Qingjue arrived in pursuit. A complex glint flickered in his eyes, yet in the end, he moved to prevent Yun Yi from finishing off Yu Qingting.

Yun Yi shielded Luo Qingyao, looking at her shoulder with concern. "Yaoyao, are you alright?"

As he spoke, a medicinal pill suddenly appeared in his hand, which he handed to her. "Take this!"

Luo Qingyao said nothing, taking the pill and placing it in her mouth. As it slid down, she immediately felt a warm current flow from her throat to her lower abdomen, circling in her dantian for a moment before streaming toward her wound. In less than a few heartbeats, the bleeding stopped, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing her condition improve, Yun Yi turned his gaze toward Yu Qingting, his expression cold and laced with unconcealable ruthlessness. "You are courting death!"

No sooner had the words left his lips than a sharp, piercing ray of light shot from his fingertip toward her.

Yu Qingting looked up, and upon seeing the killing intent radiating from the light, she attempted to raise her sword to deflect it. To her horror, she discovered that she could not even move, let alone raise her weapon; she had evidently been immobilized by Yun Yi. It was at this moment that she realized the previous skirmish had been nothing more than Yun Yi playing with her—if they had truly fought, she would not have survived a single blow.

Just as terror gripped her heart, Feng Qingjue intervened. With a flip of his palm, a white jade ruler appeared in his hand. A soft, brilliant glow radiated from the ruler, drifting gently before Yu Qingting to form a shield of light.

Yun Yi’s killing strike slammed into the shield. The bright barrier cracked, then slowly disintegrated into shimmering fragments, vanishing into the air. However, the force of the attack was not entirely spent, and it continued toward Yu Qingting.

"Pfft!" Ultimately, the strike hit her shoulder, lifting her off the ground before she crashed heavily back down. Yet, because of Feng Qingjue’s interference, the blow had lost much of its initial potency, sparing her from a fatal injury.

Seeing this, Yun Yi’s brows knitted in anger. "Is Young Master Feng intending to oppose me?"

Feng Qingjue remained detached and serene, his presence as cold and temperatureless as ice from a polar pool. "Young Master Yun, that is an overstatement. Surely you do not wish for Qingyao to be targeted by a powerful clan before she has even completed her training?"

"Hmph, and what if she is? Would my disciple ever fear anyone?" Yun Yi scoffed with disdain, his entire being radiating an incomparably powerful aura, his demeanor arrogant and self-assured.

Feng Qingjue said nothing, simply watching Luo Qingyao in silence.

Luo Qingyao frowned. The feeling Feng Qingjue gave her was truly bizarre; he often seemed to be scrutinizing her, though she could not fathom why. For this reason, she intensely disliked his gaze.

Luo Qingyao walked to Yun Yi’s side and tugged at his sleeve. "Master, we have achieved our purpose for today. There is no need to remain here and put on a show for others. Let us leave."

Hearing this, Yun Yi understood her intent. The icy chill surrounding him dissipated instantly, replaced by a gentle, spring-like warmth. "Very well, let us go."