The Appearance Under the Veil? A Beauty by Nature, but a Thief by Fate!

"This..."

The waiter was somewhat embarrassed.

Ye Changfeng was a regular at Shan Hai Yuan.

He had frequently descended the mountain to wander around Heyang City.

Although Shan Hai Yuan did not know Ye Changfeng's identity, they remembered him as a regular customer... prioritizing regulars with their dishes was naturally an unspoken rule of every tavern.

But, the waiter couldn't directly state this matter now, so he could only apologize and say:

"Esteemed guest."

"I'll go urge the chef in the back right away, and prioritize getting your dishes fully served..."

"No!"

Biyao was somewhat irritated: "Why should those who came later get served faster than us?"

As the Young Mistress of the Ghost King Sect, Biyao was always the one given preferential treatment wherever she went.

And now, there was actually someone more exalted than her?

This made Biyao feel a bit uncomfortable inside.

Even though these people didn't know her identity, she hated being overlooked.

"This..." The waiter was caught in a dilemma.

Just then, a calm voice rang out: "Since they came first, let them be served first. We're in no hurry."

Biyao paused slightly.

She turned her gaze toward the adjacent private room.

A handsome Green-robed Youth had appeared at the doorway at some unknown moment, leaning against the threshold, his tone indifferent, his gaze casual, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all...

"Hey!"

Biyao felt even more uncomfortable inside.

She looked at his indifferent eyes—why did it feel like she was the one making a scene?!

"Yao'er!"

Just then, an ethereal voice sounded from behind.

A Black-robed Woman had appeared behind Biyao at some unknown moment.

Her black robe clung tightly to her body, her graceful figure fully displayed, her skin fair and smooth, her perfect face hidden behind a black veil, with only a pair of brilliant starry eyes exposed.

"Shua!"

You Ji looked warily at the Green-robed Youth ahead.

At the same time, Ye Changfeng lazily lifted his gaze and glanced at her.

"Weng!"

A sharp Sword Intent flashed by in an instant.

Ye Changfeng revealed his edge without reservation—even if only for a moment, it made You Ji feel immense pressure...

"Tsk."

Ye Changfeng shrugged casually.

He didn't continue looking at You Ji and the others, instead turning to the waiter and instructing: "Serve them first. We're not in a hurry here."

With that, he turned and returned to the private room.

"Bang—"

The door to the private room closed.

Seeing this, Biyao was nearly furious.

Ye Changfeng's utterly indifferent gaze just now formed a stark contrast with her aggressive demeanor—how did it feel like she was the one being unreasonable!?

Biyao's young mistress temper flared up immediately.

She rolled up her sleeves, ready to go find Ye Changfeng and have a proper argument.

"Yao'er!"

You Ji grabbed hold of her.

"You Yi..."

Biyao pouted and called out sulkily.

"Let's go back."

"Don't stir up more trouble."

You Ji's heart felt heavy.

The pressure from Ye Changfeng's glance just now had left her breathless.

He...

Just who was he!?

When had Qingyun Sect produced such a disciple?

Could it be...

That night, darkness shrouded the entire Heyang City.

Ye Changfeng and his group planned to rest another day at Shan Hai Yuan, then set out at full speed tomorrow for Kongsang Mountain.

"Creak—"

Ye Changfeng slowly pushed open his door.

He deliberately glanced at Naiqi's room next door, finding the door tightly shut, even the candlelight extinguished—seems she was asleep...

Ye Changfeng raised an eyebrow slightly.

His gaze swept to the end of the corridor, where he suddenly noticed a figure flicker past.

Ye Changfeng pondered briefly.

He leisurely walked toward the end of the corridor.

As for his view on Biyao...

He could only say he bore no hostility, but neither did he hold much goodwill.

No hostility because of her character—someone willing to sacrifice her own life to block the Zhu Xian Sword, buying others a chance to live... that kind of person was rare.

Not much goodwill, because of their opposing factions.

The Ghost King Sect, as one of the four major branches of the Demonic Sect, was utterly and thoroughly demonic—no amount of whitewashing could change that. Murder like reaping hemp, refining humans and poisons, despising the world...

These were the hallmarks of the demonic path.

Impossible to redeem.

In the future, Ghost King Wanrenwang, for the sake of his so-called world domination, would activate the Four Spirits Blood Array to release Asura—who knew how much harm that would bring to the world!?

If not killed, what, keep him for New Year's!?

As for Biyao...

As the young mistress of the Ghost King Sect, her hands weren't exactly clean either.

To say she'd never killed anyone...

Who would believe that?

Reaching the end of the corridor, Ye Changfeng leaned lazily against the wall. His green robe fluttered, black hair draped over his shoulders, his figure tall and straight, his face handsome. His deep gaze looked ahead...

At the corridor's end was a flower bed.

A maiden in a green dress was strolling through the flower bed in the dead of night, leisurely plucking blossoms. Her sidelong glance caught Ye Changfeng leaning against the wall...

"Hmph!"

Biyao couldn't help but snort lightly, saying, "Does the young hero of Qingyun Sect enjoy spying on others so much?"

She had learned Ye Changfeng's identity from You Ji, knowing he was a disciple of Qingyun Sect, just not his specific status...

Hearing this.

Ye Changfeng raised an eyebrow slightly.

He glanced at Biyao and said flatly, "You're flattering yourself a bit. I wasn't looking at you, but rather—"

"Shua!"

Ye Changfeng's gaze shifted to a corner not far away.

There stood a black-robed woman, her slender figure seeming to merge with the darkness.

Compared to Biyao, the Ghost King Sect Young Master with her spoiled temper, he was clearly more interested in You Ji, the Vermilion Bird Emissary...

"You!"

Biyao was about to explode again.

Since she was a child, when had she ever been so ignored?

And now someone actually dared to say she was flattering herself!?

Ye Changfeng ignored Biyao's impotent rage.

In his eyes... Biyao was just a little girl with a spoiled temper.

He was actually more curious about You Ji.

Hmm... curious about what her face looked like beneath that veil?

"Shua!"

You Ji slowly stepped out from the darkness.

Her bright, starry eyes locked onto Ye Changfeng, a flicker of wariness passing through them.

She thought for a long time.

But still couldn't recall when Qingyun Sect had produced a disciple like Ye Changfeng.

Yet...

At this moment, seeing the green robe he wore, You Ji instead thought of another existence—the future Azure Cloud Sect Leader.

Could it really be him?

Some doubt welled up in You Ji's heart.

Nowadays, who in the entire Shenzhou World didn't know of Qingyun Sect's future Azure Cloud Sect Leader in green robes? But as for his specific identity...

No one knew it to this day.

Not even Daoxuan, the current Azure Cloud Sect Leader himself.

Let alone anyone else...

You Ji felt a bit confused. There was no way she could just step out casually and run into the future Azure Cloud Sect Leader, was there!?

The odds were far too low.

The Azure Cloud Sect Leader, whose true identity no one in the world knew, was appearing right before her eyes?!

You Ji suppressed her speculation.

She lifted her gaze slightly, her eyes fixed straight on Ye Changfeng.

"Shua!"

Their eyes met.

For a time, the atmosphere grew heavier.

You Ji had even prepared herself to make a move.

However, just then—

"Shua—"

Ye Changfeng struck first.

A sharp Sword Intent shot toward You Ji with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

You Ji's expression changed.

She had underestimated Ye Changfeng's strength.

She had thought he was only at the early Shangqing stage, but never expected the power he unleashed to be even stronger than hers!?

Shangqing Mid-stage?

Or late stage?

"Xiu!"

This wisp of Sword Intent cut through the night sky.

It seemed like a probing strike, but its purpose was clear.

You Ji's slender figure flickered, and the Sword Intent followed close behind, kicking up a gust of wind that blew off her mysterious veil.

The next moment.

A flawless face was exposed beneath the night sky.

The sly moonlight shone upon the Black-robed Woman, making her aura even more ethereal and mysterious. Her fair, delicate skin, due to years without sunlight, bore an unnatural pallor...

"You!"

You Ji glared at the Green-robed Youth ahead, both startled and furious.

Ye Changfeng raised an eyebrow slightly.

You Ji's appearance was indeed stunning, carrying the aloof beauty of a sickly femme fatale, stirring an urge to pity and cherish her...

"Heh."

Ye Changfeng shook his head. "A lovely lady you are, so why must you play the thief?"

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