Chapter 169: That female disciple… did she look pretty crying?

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When everyone saw Jun Wujin returning covered in dust and looking thoroughly disheveled, all the confusion in their minds suddenly found its answer…

Oh~

Understood. Ye Li was simply in a bad mood and wanted someone to punch. Jun Wujin just happened to walk right into the line of fire. There was no other complicated reason.

Anyway, this wasn’t the first or second time this had happened, so everyone had long grown accustomed to it.

At this moment, everyone present—including Bai Li Qin Mo—had remarkably unified thought processes.

“So who can you blame?”

Bai Li Qin Mo shot a glare at the wine-nosed little old man. “You knew she was in a bad mood, yet you still dared to come and court trouble. If she doesn’t beat you, who would she beat?”

Hadn’t he noticed that even him, the Sect Master and fellow senior disciple, didn’t dare speak too loudly?

When Ye Li got angry, he couldn’t even claim he could talk her down. Though he also had no idea why she was angry…

Jun Wujin: “…”

So it’s just my bad luck then?

Facing Jun Wujin’s aggrieved and indignant expression, Bai Li Qin Mo didn’t answer him. Instead, the several Elders present looked at him with sympathetic and affirming gazes, as if saying: That’s right, you’re just unlucky…

Why did you have to go and try to persuade her?

Is she someone you can persuade?

If she’s angry, let her be angry. It’s just anger, not murder. Why did you have to show off your courage…

Seeing this situation and facing this group of cold-hearted fellow disciples, Jun Wujin’s face twisted with fury…

So everyone got scared, and he’s the only one who ends up?

The next day’s matches ended quickly.

By now, Luo Xing’s score had reached over one thousand two hundred points. Advancing to the third round was no longer a problem.

Just now, Hong An and Chen Anqi had each come to find him separately, saying that in tomorrow’s final matches, they would take the initiative to challenge him and then deliberately lose to him.

To be honest, Luo Xing no longer really wanted to accept such an arrangement, because his reputation was already at an all-time high. If he had two more matches where he, a Golden Core Stage cultivator, defeated Nascent Soul Realm cultivators…

Heaven knows what those people would think of him…

But then, thinking about it again, he let it go…

Things had already come this far anyway. What did a little more hype matter?

He was going to enter the third round regardless, and his opponent would most likely be a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Consider it early adaptation.

The third round of the sect competition was a completely unrestricted free-for-all challenge. As long as you made it to the third round, even if you were a Foundation Establishment cultivator, there would be some sneaky Nascent Soul elder who would challenge you for the points in your hand.

Luo Xing estimated that by the time the third round came around, only Nascent Soul cultivators would dare challenge him.

After all, after these two days of matches, basically everyone had determined that Luo Xing was “invincible beneath the Golden Core Stage.” Those Golden Core Stage disciples who also advanced to the third round would surely avoid his edge to protect their rankings and face. They definitely wouldn’t court trouble with him.

As for those sneaky Nascent Soul cultivators, they would probably covet his high score of over one thousand points and think they could suppress him with their cultivation realm to increase their win rate. They would inevitably see him as the most tempting prey.

Of course, as long as they weren’t afraid of being ridiculed for bullying the weak with their strength…

“Hm? Master left?”

Luo Xing wanted to return to Duan Tian Peak with Ye Li as usual, but when he arrived at the elevated platform, he found that the cold, aloof figure who always waited for him no matter how late it was, was already gone…

For some reason, when Luo Xing saw that Ye Li had left without waiting for him, an inexplicable sense of foreboding rose in his heart…

Luo Xing rushed back to Duan Tian Peak at nearly top speed, and when he saw the empty peak-top courtyard and Ye Li’s room with its door tightly shut but candlelight burning bright, the unease in his heart grew even stronger…

Though he didn’t know what had happened yet, Luo Xing could be certain that Ye Li was probably—no, definitely—in a bad mood again…

Wait, that’s not right?

Who angered her this time?

It couldn’t be me, could it?

Luo Xing thought long and hard, running through every single thing that happened today in his mind, but he just couldn’t figure out where he had managed to upset Ye Li…

It didn’t make sense…

She was fine in the morning, and then he spent the entire day on the Martial Arts Platform in the sect square. He had zero contact with Ye Li the whole day.

So it wasn’t him who upset her…

Right?

The more Luo Xing thought, the more uneasy he became. His thoughts shifted from “it’s definitely not me who upset her” to “could it be me who upset her?”

But regardless of the reason, Luo Xing had to go in and face Ye Li. Otherwise, it would really become a case of him upsetting her…

After doing some mental preparation, Luo Xing walked to Ye Li’s door with a nervous, anxious heart.

But just as he raised his hand to knock, the bamboo door in front of him suddenly swung open on its own.

“Come in…”

And when the bewildered and flustered Luo Xing heard Ye Li’s cold words utterly devoid of any emotion, the stone that had been hanging in his heart finally dropped all the way to the bottom of Duan Tian Peak…

“It’s over! I’m the one who upset her!”

At that moment, Luo Xing cried out in despair inwardly…

But he didn’t understand?!

He had zero contact with Ye Li all day. Not even a conversation, not even eye contact. How could he have upset her?

He didn’t get it…

He really didn’t get it!

But no matter how much he didn’t understand, he still had to face what needed to be faced.

Luo Xing walked into the room with heavy steps…

Inside the bamboo house, candlelight flickered, a cold fragrance lingered faintly, and hidden within it was a hint of wine.

Ye Li sat sideways on the bed, wearing a snow-white immortal dress. Her ink-black hair was neither tied nor bound, casually cascading over her shoulders and waist, further accentuating her cold, noble, otherworldly aura.

Her slender jade-like arm hung gracefully, two fair, snow-white fingers holding a White Jade Wine Flask, from whose mouth a crisp, clear aroma of wine slowly drifted.

“Master…”

Luo Xing called out tentatively. “I… I’m back…”

Not sure if he was the one who upset her, he’d take a look first before deciding.

Ye Li didn’t reply immediately. Her eyes were lowered, her fingertips gently swirling the wine flask, letting the sound of liquid hitting the vessel echo through the silent room…

After a moment, the cold, beautiful woman sitting sideways on the bed slowly raised her eyes. Her gaze, like a frosty pool, fell upon the anxious, at-a-loss young man…

She didn’t answer Luo Xing, and he didn’t dare speak again. He could only stand there dumbly, waiting for Ye Li to speak.

“I thought…”

Ye Li finally spoke. “You weren’t coming back tonight…”

Luo Xing: “…Huh? Not coming back? Where would I go? Sleep on the sect plaza?”

Though he didn’t actually need to sleep…

“Master, this disciple doesn’t understand…”

“Don’t understand?”

Ye Li gave a cold smile. “That female disciple today… did she cry prettily?”

Cry?

Female disciple?

Who is she talking about?

Wait…

Is she talking about Liu Ruyan?

“Master, you mean…”

Luo Xing asked tentatively, “That inner disciple Liu Ruyan?”

Upon hearing this, Ye Li’s eyes instantly darkened…

Very well!

He’d only known her for a day, and he already knew both her name and her identity!

However, Ye Li seemed to have forgotten that every disciple participating in the matches, whether challenger or defender, had to announce their identity…

Meanwhile, Luo Xing was utterly baffled.

What did Ye Li’s bad mood have to do with Liu Ruyan?

Was it because he made Liu Ruyan cry from being beaten?

But that didn’t make sense either. Ye Li and Liu Ruyan couldn’t possibly have any connection…