True Person Ziwei believed that, toward Ye Qingyun, she had already shown the utmost benevolence and righteousness.
Back then, she had taken in the down-and-out Ye Qingyun as an inner disciple and imparted all her skills to him without reservation.
Ye Qingyun had been able to break through his realm in such a short time only because True Person Ziwei had supported him with countless pills.
Even during the time Ye Qingyun had been thrown into the death cell,
she had not hesitated to lower herself as a mighty expert at the Peak Saint stage and beg Qin Anlan to show mercy.
Yet how had Ye Qingyun treated her?
Not only had he failed to understand her difficulties, he had even humiliated her, True Person Ziwei, in every possible way.
Become the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis's woman for profit?
What did he take her, True Person Ziwei, for?
A woman who could sell her body for profit?
True Person Ziwei had given everything for Ye Qingyun, asking for nothing in return.
Yet Ye Qingyun had not shown the slightest intention of repaying her. Instead, he had repeatedly wounded her with vicious words.
This alone showed it.
Ye Qingyun was a harsh and ungrateful man, narrow-minded and petty.
Ye Qingyun's life had been full of hardships, and he had suffered torment throughout the first half of it.
It was precisely such an upbringing that had made his temperament grow extreme.
In order to climb upward and obtain great power, he would stop at nothing.
True Person Ziwei's face held nothing but disappointment.
"Qingyun, I will still call you Qingyun, and I will still regard you as my disciple."
"I will definitely take this Heaven-Seizing Fortune Pill."
"If you cannot stand it, then leave. I will never stop you."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyun flew into an even greater rage, his eyes turning bloodshot.
Fine.
So in your heart, I, Ye Qingyun, am someone who can be discarded at any time.
Qin Anlan had bought you over with nothing more than a single pill.
You were even willing to cast aside our years of master-disciple bond.
"True Person Ziwei, you will regret this. You will definitely regret everything you have done."
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—never bully a poor young man."
Ye Qingyun glared with his eyes wide open and let out a hysterical roar.
As he spoke those words, he discovered that the formation on the death cell had already been opened.
Without a second thought, he fled the death cell in a furious rush.
True Person Ziwei had long been trembling with rage upon hearing those words.
The Ye Qingyun before her was simply a madman.
No!
He was a rabid dog.
How had she been so blind as to believe Ye Qingyun was an uncut jade worthy of shaping?
How had she taken this wolf-hearted, dog-lunged ingrate as her inner disciple?
"Enough, enough. At least I can use this opportunity to see someone's true face clearly."
"Let it be said that everything I did before was because I had truly been blind."
True Person Ziwei shook her head.
Clearly, she no longer wished to have anything whatsoever to do with Ye Qingyun.
She lowered her head and gazed at the Heaven-Seizing Fortune Pill in her hand.
Once again, True Person Ziwei fell silent.
She could not help recalling her two encounters with Qin Anlan.
He was graceful and refined, kind in his dealings, and entirely without airs.
That had already made True Person Ziwei feel a measure of goodwill toward him.
Moreover, he had been willing to give her the Heaven-Seizing Fortune Pill without conditions.
Although True Person Ziwei knew that Qin Anlan's purpose was to recruit her,
she felt no disgust toward his methods. Instead, the goodwill in the depths of her heart only deepened.
In merely a few days, Ye Qingyun and True Person Ziwei, this once inseparable master-disciple pair, had already embarked upon the road of rupture.
Besides Qin Anlan, one other person was the first to receive the news.
That person was the Left Prime Minister.
The Left Prime Minister's residence.
"They broke apart?"
After hearing his subordinate's report, the Left Prime Minister also fell silent.
He raised his head and looked up at the heavens.
In the direction of his gaze, the words Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate seemed to appear before his eyes.
"What scheming, what methods. Truly, the waves behind of the Yangtze River drive on those before."
"Compared to your father, you are even more sinister and ruthless."
"It seems that helping His Majesty accomplish that grand undertaking will be a long and arduous road."
As several traces of shock appeared on the Left Prime Minister's ever-composed face,
a deep wariness also arose within his heart.
In the past, it had been wariness toward the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate.
Now, it was wariness toward Qin Anlan, who had only just emerged into the world,
yet had already displayed such terrifying methods and scheming.
Wariness toward this Young Lord of the Divine Marquis.
Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate.
Qin Anlan also heard the system notification in his mind.
"Ding! Due to the host's actions, the relationship between the Child of Destiny Ye Qingyun and True Person Ziwei has completely ruptured. The host has obtained one hundred thousand Villain Points and four hundred Destiny Points."
This voice filled Qin Anlan with delight, and he laughed aloud.
In only a few days, Qin Anlan had gained another enormous sum of Villain Points.
Most importantly, he had seized four hundred Destiny Points from Ye Qingyun.
This caused the destiny surrounding Ye Qingyun to diminish once more.
Now that he no longer had True Person Ziwei's support,
the only things Ye Qingyun could rely on were the Remnant Soul within the ring and his status as a disciple of Heavenly Firmament Academy.
The events of the past few days had also allowed Qin Anlan to understand something.
Although the Left Prime Minister intended to protect Ye Qingyun, he would not directly interfere in this matter.
As long as Qin Anlan did not go too far and could clean up afterward,
the other party would at most watch from the sidelines and see just how many methods Qin Anlan possessed.
He would not interfere in any way.
Qin Anlan had already made full preparations.
Even if the Left Prime Minister ultimately intervened, he was not afraid.
To be fair,
although Ye Qingyun currently had some crooked thoughts and wanted to have it both ways, claiming both sisters Liu Ruyan and Liu Ruxue,
he could not be considered an utterly heinous villain.
At the very least, he appeared to hate evil as if it were his enemy and possessed an unwavering will.
Because of his poor background, he had suffered torment since childhood.
Yet deep in his heart, he had always clung to a sense of justice.
It was precisely these outward virtues of Ye Qingyun's that could easily win the favor of others.
True Person Ziwei had initially taken him as her disciple because she had seen this quality in him.
But Ye Qingyun had one flaw—a fatal flaw.
He was far too extreme in his actions.
When faced with authority, when faced with Qin Anlan, the man who had taken the woman Ye Qingyun had set his sights on, he would completely lose his reason.
And Qin Anlan's terrifying quality lay in this.
He appeared not to have done anything to sow discord, nor had he spoken too many bad words about Ye Qingyun before True Person Ziwei.
Instead, he had openly and generously released this weak and pitiful enemy who had defied him again and again.
Even if it was merely an open scheme and a few insignificant matters,
they had infinitely magnified Ye Qingyun's character flaws.
Magnified them until Ye Qingyun and True Person Ziwei completely broke apart.
A faint smile rested on Qin Anlan's lips.
He had already been handsome and elegant, dashing and unrestrained.
With that smile, he seemed capable of captivating all living beings.
Ming Yue, who had just entered the main hall, could not help staring in a daze.
"Reporting to Young Lord, that Demonic Cultivator has already been captured by us."
"He has now been imprisoned in the secret dungeon and awaits Young Lord's disposition."
Ming Yue suddenly remembered something and respectfully cupped her hands as she spoke.
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