At 9 o’clock, Ye Yong took the little flying carpet to Sword Pavilion Hall. After recovering from the ambush, he had wanted to call Wu Xue to go with him, but he hadn’t received any response. Maybe she had fainted in the room or something. Given her personality, being able to do that much was already astonishing. She was probably more affected than Ye Yong and needed time to calm down. So, Ye Yong only called her twice and then left.
On the way to Sword Pavilion Hall, Ye Yong met many fellow disciples from other halls who were below the Nascent Soul Realm. Their daily lives were relatively relaxed, with meditation and cultivation, as well as going out to accumulate experience. Entertainment such as dueling were few and far between, and even though their cultivation level was low, it was still somewhat enjoyable to watch.
“Are you by yourself, Junior Brother Ye? How about we…” Several senior brothers who flew to his side hadn’t finished speaking before they were knocked away by a group of female cultivators behind them, leaving only after images. Ye Yong didn’t even get to see their faces clearly.
“I really like musical instruments, but unfortunately, I don’t have any talent. So, I would like to ask Junior Brother Ye to teach me privately. You can ask for anything in return, yes, anything.”
“I want to learn art. I heard that there is a kind of art book called Realism among mortals. I hope I can discuss it with Junior Brother Ye.”
“Junior Brother Ye, let’s exchange communication talismans. I’m bored, lonely, and depressed at night. I want to chat with you.”
“Emmm…” Ye Yong didn’t even have time to respond before the female cultivators started to quarrel again.
“Shameless! Do you think that Junior Brother Ye doesn’t need to cultivate at night? Chat with a bitch like you?”
“You play with knives and want to learn music? Do you even have any musical talent?”
“Learn your fking painting? How dare you even talk about realist paintings?”
Once women started to quarrel, they couldn’t be stopped. Seeing them move their attention away from him, he quickly ran away.
Once they realized Ye Yong had run away, they became even more agitated.
“It’s all your fault for scaring Junior Brother Ye away!”
“No, it’s your fault!”
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Ye Yong landed at the gate of the Treasure Sword Mountain and put away his magic carpet. To avoid being surrounded and talked to again and causing another argument, he held a folding fan and put on a serious and contemplative expression. It worked like a charm. When people around saw Ye Yong, they all gave up the idea of approaching and greeting him. Even their voices lowered, afraid to interrupt his thoughts.
Ye Yong now had great achievements to his name, and among tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, only he had the qualifications to attract a bunch of demonic cultivators. With his seven-color foundational cultivation and his talent in music and painting, who wouldn’t want him? If Ye Yong were to switch to a powerful path like the sword or blade, the demonic cultivators would probably be even more crazy.
If they got Ye Yong, they would have a super powerful righteous sect hunter. If they killed Ye Yong, they would destroy a future righteous expert. No matter how they looked at it, it was a win-win situation. Everyone thought Ye Yong was considering how to deal with the demonic cult, but in fact, he was thinking about how to break Ye Mao’s leg in and not ruin his image too much.
His current public image was that of a gentle and humble genius. However, if Ye Mao showed hostility towards the male lead, Ye Yong would intervene. Ye Mao was a classic example of someone who only responded to force, and kind words were useless. Ye Yong had to fight him. If he fought him in front of so many people, his hatred toward the male lead would intensify and transfer to Ye Yong. However, if Ye Yong did that, his gentlemanly image would be destroyed.
In fact, Ye Yong didn’t care about his image as much as his life, but it would be best if he could solve the problem while maintaining his image.
What if I just call Eldest Grandpa over and let him take his own grandson back? Ye Yong felt that with his current influence, it was completely possible to keep Ye Mao in the family. But Ye Yong was also worried that Ye Mao might go crazy and end up hating the entire Ye Family. He might become a traitor, revealing the family’s secrets or even colluding with the demonic sects to attack the Ye Family.
So it was best not to involve elders and the family in this hatred, but rather to compete among peers. Killing Ye Mao was the most direct solution. If Ye Yong assassinated him, then with the protectiveness of a villain family, they would definitely send people to investigate. If they found out, Ye Yong would be left with a big stain on his image. Killing him openly and honestly might not result in any repercussions from the Ye Family elders, but the eldest grandpa’s extended family would definitely hold a grudge, and Ye Yong would also bear the stigma of killing a fellow family member.
As he was thinking about this, Ye Yong arrived at the venue for the competition. The competition venue was the largest training ground of the Sword Pavilion Hall. Several high platforms had already been set up, with a large number of chairs. Of course, one could also choose to use flying artifacts to watch the competition in the sky.
Ye Yong’s arrival caused a stir among the Sword Pavilion Hall disciples who had already gathered. Especially the female cultivators, each of them wanted to show off their most powerful side, as if they were female sword immortals in the world. Some male cultivators also wanted to show off their muscles in front of Ye Yong to prove that they were qualified to be his followers or something.
“Are you here to find Qin Shi Meng?” Ye Yong had just found a good position to watch the competition when Liang Xiao Rou came over to him.
“Just here to cheer on my fellow clan members,” he replied. Looking at Loli Liang sitting on the chair, with her feet dangling and kicking the air, Ye Yong felt much better. Cute. Want to sit while hugging her.
Liang Xiao Rou’s loli appearance was actually used to suppress her immortal physique so it wouldn’t be discovered. Yes, she had an immortal physique. Immortal physiques were extremely rare in the mortal world. When Liang Xiao Rou was born, her immortal physique triggered a supernatural phenomenon. Her parents immediately chose to conceal it and sealed her immortal body with a secret technique. Outsiders couldn’t tell at all, and even the Liang Family members, including Liang Xiao Rou herself, were unaware of it, except for a few elders.
Liang Xiao Rou didn’t know that the reason why her body didn’t grow was because her immortal body was suppressed by the secret technique. She had been conscious about her body size and height since she was young. After joining the Heavenly Luo Sect for several years, even younger disciples looked older than her, which made her even more conscious of it. Anyone who treated her like a child would definitely make her angry.
Therefore, in order for Ye Yong to be able to hold such a loli and watch the competition, her favorability rating had to be at least 100. Her difficulty level in being conquered was not lower than that of Qin Shi Meng. Unfortunately, Liang Xiao Rou lacked nothing at the moment, and there was no problem with her heart art. So Ye Yong could really increase her favorability rating through gifting opportunities. In fact, Ye Yong even felt that her current favorability rating of 34 was already quite unbelievable considering the fact that she was a heroine in the middle part of the novel.
“Family members? Speaking of which, I do remember that there are indeed a few disciples surnamed Ye. Among them, there is a Ye Mao, right? The one who met with you at the Sword Pavilion Hall a few days ago? He has some talent, but his personality is too arrogant and will cause trouble in the future if not restrained.”
Great minds think alike! It was the exact thing Ye Yong was troubled by. Even if he provoked a young master from a prestigious family, it was basically impossible for anyone to compete with the Ye Family in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although cultivators from other continents also joined the Heavenly Luo Sect for the secret realm, a strong dragon wouldn’t suppress a local snake.
The problem was that if Ye Mao provoked the male lead, then it didn’t matter whether you were a strong dragon or a local snake. Once he grew up, he would kill you without giving any chance for redemption. That was terrifying.
“Senior Sister Liang, do you have any way to deal with him?” Ye Yong really couldn’t think of a solution right now, so he could only see if Liang Xiao Rou had any ideas.