“Ye Wushuang, are you looking to die?!”
Ye Wuming felt a sweet warmth rise in his throat, and a mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed out.
The Dragon Emperor Sword was a top-grade Profound-tier spirit sword he had dreamed of obtaining—the foundation he had relied on to dominate Qinghe City in the future!
Yet now, in front of everyone, Ye Wushuang had cut it cleanly in half!
“Looking to die?”
A cold curve formed at the corner of Ye Wushuang’s lips. The Yin-Yang Tai’a Sword in her hand pointed obliquely toward the ground, its black-and-white sword aura flickering unstably and radiating a heart-stopping aura of annihilation.
“With scrap metal like this, even a dog wouldn’t want it! Ye Wuming, your horizons are only broad enough for garbage like this.”
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned into numbness by Ye Wushuang’s lawless act.
That had been the Ye family’s treasured Dragon Emperor Sword, passed down for hundreds of years!
Upon the elevated platform, Grand Elder Ye Qingtian’s face had turned livid. His entire body trembled as the terrifying pressure of his peak Void-Insight Realm cultivation erupted like a volcano and crashed down upon Ye Wushuang.
“You vile wretch! You destroyed the Ye family’s supreme treasure. Today, this old man will cripple your cultivation, expel you from the family registry, and throw you into the Icebound Death Prison!”
As Ye Qingtian roared, his withered palm shot forward. High in the air, a several-zhang-tall giant hand of true essence condensed into existence.
He had held nothing back in this strike. He truly intended to kill her!
However, in the face of this world-shattering attack, Ye Wushuang did not even furrow her brow.
She slowly raised the Yin-Yang Tai’a Sword in her hand. The Taiyin Profound Qi Circulation Art within her body began operating at full force, and incomparably pure Taiyin spiritual power poured into the blade.
“Grand Elder, it seems you’ve misunderstood something.”
Ye Wushuang’s voice was as cold as ice, ringing throughout the entire Sword Mound.
“It isn’t you who are expelling me from the Ye family. It is I, Ye Wushuang, who am formally leaving the Famous Sword Manor today!”
Ye Qingtian was even more enraged. He was just about to strike in fury when—
“Grand Elder, please wait!”
At that moment, Second Elder Ye Qingshan hurriedly flashed forward and secretly transmitted his voice: “Big Brother, calm down! Guests from all the surrounding cities are here today. If we kill the Second Miss in front of everyone, what face will our Ye family have left? And how will we answer to the family head? This matter… must be considered carefully!”
Ye Qingtian’s body stiffened. He remembered that although the family head, Ye Cangqiong, had been in secluded cultivation for years, he placed the family’s reputation above all else. If Ye Wushuang were killed publicly during the Sword Ceremony, he would have difficulty explaining himself afterward.
He forcefully suppressed his anger and glared at Ye Wushuang with an icy gaze.
“Good… very good! Ye Wushuang, you destroyed your own spirit sword and betrayed the family. From this day forward, there is no place for you in the Ye family! Get out! Don’t let this old man see you again!”
Ye Wushuang sheathed her sword without even sparing the Ye family members a glance.
She turned toward the exit of the Sword Mound and declared loudly, “Everyone present is hereby witness. From this day onward, Ye Wushuang and the Ye family of the Famous Sword Manor have severed all ties. We owe each other nothing!”
“The ants chatter and jest, yet none know that I am a true immortal. Hahaha…”
As her voice fell, the aura around Ye Wushuang suddenly changed.
Mid-stage Qi Condensation… late-stage Qi Condensation… peak Qi Condensation…
Boom!
Peak True Essence Realm!
When her aura reached this point, Ye Wushuang chose to stop.
If she revealed too much of her strength, these old bastards might disregard everything and join forces to stop her from leaving.
Besides, she was no longer the original Ye Wushuang. In her eyes, the so-called Ye family was nothing special, and the original owner had never received any real kindness from them.
Not to mention that her own younger brother would become Liu Ruyan’s pathetic worshiper in the original plot.
This family was beyond saving. Just thinking about it made her sick.
A violent aura erupted from her body and swept across the entire Sword Mound!
With a flutter of her cyan robe, Ye Wushuang strode toward the outside while holding the Yin-Yang Tai’a Sword. Under countless shocked, complicated, and mocking gazes, she left with a decisive and graceful bearing.
The Ye family members looked at one another in bewilderment. The guests began whispering among themselves, their faces filled with mockery as they looked at the Ye family.
Ye Wuming’s expression was especially venomous. He stared fixedly at Ye Wushuang’s departing figure.
In his eyes, his second sister had always been deep and calculating. She had possessed such astonishing talent, yet had concealed it all this time.
If Ye Wushuang had revealed her talent from childhood, Ye Wuming would never have dared to seize her resources from her all those years.
Hadn’t this clearly been a trap for him?
Could Ye Wushuang have obtained some heaven-defying opportunity?
Ye Wuming’s heart stirred. It had to be so.
Yet his hatred for Ye Wushuang only grew deeper. She had obtained such an incredible opportunity but had refused to share it with the family, choosing instead to keep it all for herself. How selfish!
He never once reflected on himself. After all these years of bullying Ye Wushuang, where was there any trace of brotherly affection left?
Unlike Ye Wuming, Ye Wuxin wore a complicated expression.
Since childhood, she had believed that her talent was second to none, and that she was at least the number-one prodigy of the Ye family. She had never expected her second younger sister to remain silent and unassuming, only to astonish everyone today.
For a time, she found the truth impossible to accept. A sense of defeat she had never experienced before surged through her heart.
Grand Elder Ye Qingtian was filled with mixed emotions as well.
The Sword Ceremony competition that the Ye family had painstakingly prepared had ultimately ended in Ye Wushuang destroying her sword and betraying the clan, leaving the family to become the laughingstock of the city before the event ended in utter disgrace.
The news spread as if it had grown wings. Before half a day had passed, it had traveled throughout all of Qinghe City, becoming the hottest topic of conversation in every street and alley.
…
After leaving the Famous Sword Manor, Ye Wushuang had completely broken free from her former family. She walked along Qinghe City’s bustling streets, her spirits soaring.
[Ding! The host has completely severed her karmic ties with the Ye family. Her mind is clear and unobstructed, meeting the criteria for a supporting villainess’s counterattack. Reward: 2 Fortune Points.]
The system’s notification chimed at just the right moment.
“At least this lousy system has a little conscience.”
Ye Wushuang nodded in satisfaction, then casually asked, “System, display Lin Langtian’s status panel.”
She had not forgotten that there was still a fat lamb in Qinghe City waiting for her to fleece—a reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon Emperor.
[Name: Lin Langtian]
[Realm: Early True Essence Realm]
[Fate: Absolutely busted]
[Upcoming Opportunity: Tonight at midnight, during the underground auction at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion in Qinghe City, he will purchase, at the starting price of ten thousand low-grade spirit stones, a drop of ancient Heavenly Demon blood essence mistakenly identified as discarded beast blood. After absorbing it, he will repair the injuries to his soul, break through directly to the peak of the Profound Connection Realm, and awaken one-tenth of the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Body bloodline.]
Ye Wushuang drew in a sharp breath. As expected of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon Emperor—this opportunity was simply outrageous!
If Lin Langtian obtained that drop of blood essence, then with the battle experience from his previous life, even with a Heaven-tier spirit sword, she might not be able to suppress him.
Ye Wushuang immediately decided to seize this opportunity for herself. But in the next moment, she touched her empty storage ring, and the smile on her face froze.
After being denied resources by the Ye family for so many years, she could not even scrape together ten low-grade spirit stones from everything she possessed.
When she had fled, she had been too busy insulting the Ye family to remember the spirit stones her mother had left her.
A single coin could bring even a heroic woman to her knees, let alone ten thousand of them.
“Where am I supposed to get so many spirit stones…”
Ye Wushuang stroked her chin, her gaze falling upon the shops lining both sides of the street.
Robbery? That was too crude. It did not suit the elegant image of a villainess.
Suddenly, inspiration flashed through her mind, and a smile curled across her lips.
“To solve the knot, one must find the person who tied it. Since this is Lin Langtian’s opportunity, the Young Lord Lin should naturally be the one to foot the bill.”
Half an hour later, in the rear courtyard of the Lin residence.
Lin Langtian stood in the pavilion, dressed in black with his hands clasped behind his back.
His sword-like brows were slightly furrowed, and a trace of barely concealed irritation showed on his cold, handsome face.
“Damn it. What in the world is wrong with this body...?”
Lin Langtian cursed inwardly.
Ever since he had publicly announced in the assembly hall that day, “I only like men,” he had discovered that something was genuinely wrong with him.
Just now, while passing the martial training grounds, he had seen several Lin family guards practicing with their bare chests exposed. His normally unshakable heart as a Demon Emperor had unexpectedly begun pounding uncontrollably.
Worse still, several utterly outrageous images had flashed through his mind!
