Don't Bully the Poor Youth

Speaking of Ye Yilan, she was an orphan just like Xiao Rui, with no father or mother.

Her talent was inferior to Xiao Rui's, and originally, she would never have had the chance to join Azure Cloud Palace.

Xiao Rui could not bear to see her wandering alone outside, so he made bringing her along a condition of his entry.

At the time, Xiao Rui was highly valued. With a sweep of his hand, the Azure Cloud Palace Lord naturally agreed.

It could be said that Xiao Rui had rendered tremendous service to Ye Yilan's path of cultivation.

The two had grown up together since childhood, relying on each other for survival.

During that time, Ye Yilan had also secretly developed feelings for Xiao Rui.

Xiao Rui, however, felt responsible for taking care of her and regarded Ye Yilan as his own younger sister.

Four years passed. Xiao Rui's cultivation had shown no progress for a long while, while Ye Yilan had seen the splendor of life within Azure Cloud Palace, and her mindset had changed from before.

People were drawn to the strong, especially cultivators.

As time passed, Ye Yilan came to realize that in Azure Cloud Palace—even in the entire cultivation world—only the strong had the right to speak!

Once the rose-tinted lens of "childhood sweethearts" had been stripped away, Xiao Rui gradually became someone she looked down on.

So, just a few days ago, she finally decided to abandon the worthless Xiao Rui and throw herself into the arms of Luo Ao, the chief disciple of the outer sect.

As the saying went, the first sword drawn after reaching shore was used to cut down one's beloved. Those who knew, knew.

Today was the day Ye Yilan had deliberately brought Luo Ao before Xiao Rui to show her resolve.

Luo Ao was fairly handsome, and his cultivation had already entered the initial stage of the Mystic Martial Realm. He was a blazing-hot young talent in the outer sect.

Ye Yilan had naturally not latched onto Luo Ao through strength, but through emotional value and her outstanding looks.

Xiao Rui was the first-ranked underdog-protagonist in the novel. Even the childhood sweetheart who had once secretly pined for him was bound to be naturally beautiful.

Ye Yilan was exquisitely beautiful. If those delicate, moving eyes of hers looked at you through tears, one feared you would want to pluck the moon from the heavens and give it to her.

For Luo Ao, having a beauty voluntarily throw herself into his embrace was immensely gratifying.

Especially since four years ago, he too had envied Xiao Rui's talent and regarded him as a thorn in his eye, a barb in his flesh.

Luo Ao himself only possessed a Fire Spirit Root. Why should an obscure orphan like Xiao Rui possess a one-in-ten-thousand Mutated Lightning Spirit Root?

Now that the other had fallen from the clouds into the mire, Luo Ao felt incomparably delighted.

So what if he had once been a genius youth? The one who laughed last was the true winner!

Xiao Rui furrowed his brows deeply, his face resolute as he said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"Luo Ao, you're merely flaunting your strength for the moment."

"You humiliate me like this now, but one day, you will regret it!"

"And Ye Yilan, since all ties between us have been severed, then let us never have dealings with each other again!"

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—Don't Bully the Poor Youth!"

When Xia Wantang arrived, she happened to hear those words.

Here it came, here it came. Why else had she transmigrated into a male-oriented cultivation novel?

To experience this classic line with her own ears, of course.

But now that she had already appeared, she could only interrupt the casting and say:

"Why are you making such a commotion?"

"Disciples of the same sect should treat one another as brothers, work together with one heart, and must not form factions or scheme against each other."

Just as Xiao Rui was about to continue his tirade, he heard a pleasant female voice ring out from nearby.

Looking up, he saw a woman standing gracefully beneath a hibiscus tree.

Her figure was slender and willowy. She wore a pale gold robe embroidered with subtle golden patterns, understated yet luxurious. The golden band atop her head and the hairpin like icy crystal glass all proclaimed her master's extraordinary status.

The woman's features were even more peerless, breathtakingly beautiful and untouched by worldly dust.

Her brows were faintly drawn together, her face as pure and cool as the bright moon.

Her glossy black hair cascaded like a waterfall, making her small face appear all the more jade-like, flawless, and fair.

Her pale amber eyes carried a trace of divinity, filled with compassion for all under heaven.

As the gentle breeze drifted in, her faint brows seemed like autumn waters, her jade-like skin accompanied by the soft wind.

Xiao Rui could not help staring in a daze:

Could this... be the Saintess of Azure Cloud Palace?

A menial disciple like Xiao Rui naturally had no opportunity to come into contact with the Saintess.

However, Azure Cloud Palace had once held an inauguration ceremony for its newly appointed Saintess, and Xiao Rui had caught a distant glimpse of her.

With just that one glance, he knew she must possess beauty capable of toppling cities and kingdoms, a national treasure of heavenly fragrance.

Now that he could admire her from up close, she truly was one of a kind in this world.

Of course, he had never before fantasized that the Saintess could have anything to do with him.

The Saintess of Azure Cloud Palace was not only breathtakingly beautiful, but also a heaven-blessed prodigy in terms of talent, standing at the very pinnacle of the pyramid. To him, she was still far too high above his reach.

Even knowing he should not entertain such foolish fantasies, Xiao Rui still felt his heart stir in a shameful way.

Host has gained 10 Favorability from Xiao Rui. Current Favorability: 10. Converted Faith Value: 100.

Host has gained 50 Favorability from Luo Ao. Current Favorability: 50. Converted Faith Value: 0.00005.

Host has gained 10 Favorability from Ye Yilan. Current Favorability: 10. Converted Faith Value: 0.000001.

Host has gained 70 Favorability from Chen Shuai. Current Favorability: 70. Converted Faith Value: 0.000007.

Host has gained 60 Favorability from Chen Jun. Current Favorability: 60. Converted Faith Value: 0.000006.

The barrage of notifications that hit her head-on made Xia Wantang's brain buzz with pain.

But she quickly caught the most eye-catching part.

Xia Wantang: System, how much? What did you say??

0.000001.

Were those decimal places for real?

It took one hundred Faith Value to redeem a ten-pull.

If not for Xiao Rui, she would have to wait until the year of the monkey and month of the horse for her ten-pull!

Ahem, Host, that is why this system said that the Son of Destiny's Favorability is more valuable.

But do not let the others slip away either. Wool must still be sheared; quantitative change brings qualitative change.

By the way, once any person's Favorability reaches 100, it is maxed out and can no longer be sheared.

Xia Wantang: ...Why, thank you so much.

"From now on, don't report anyone's Favorability except the Son of Destiny's. Don't waste your big sister's time."

"Just notify me once their Faith Value has accumulated enough for a ten-pull."

Alright, Host. Congratulations—you have saved up enough for a ten-pull right from the start!

"I didn't expect Xiao Rui's Favorability to be worth so much, but why did it only go up by 10?"

The other male disciples had at least 50 Favorability.

Heh, was this what it meant to be the male lead? His Dao Heart remained unshaken.

Come to think of it, she still did not know what Xia Wantang's face looked like.

Because Xia Wantang was merely cannon fodder who died off within the first two chapters, the novel had not spent any ink describing her appearance.

Judging by these male disciples' reactions, it should be pretty good, right?

Since Xia Wantang had been chosen as the Saintess, she was naturally as lovely as a flower and as beautiful as the moon. Calling her the foremost beauty of the East Hill Domain would not be an exaggeration.

By the way, the Azure Cloud Palace Lord was obsessed with looks, so among the many candidates for Saintess, he had chosen the most beautiful one.

And Xia Wantang's appearance truly suited the two words "Saintess."

...She finally understood why the original owner, such a fraud, had been chosen.

This world was one gigantic slapdash troupe. So everyone who said they did not judge by looks had been lying.

Xia Wantang: That made me laugh for no reason at all.

So when people were speechless to the extreme, they really did laugh.

Yet who could have known that this smile would throw everyone present into utter disarray, stirring up a whole pool of spring water.