Ye Qingxian's Fury, Going to Question

"No one will steal your Spirit Stones anymore."

Qing Ye didn't understand what Ye Xiaoyao was saying and could only respond like this.

Suddenly, her murmuring stopped.

She seemed to have completely relaxed, a sweet smile on her cute, blood-stained face.

Her tensed body gradually loosened.

So that's it.

She had been worried about this all along.

Even in her unconscious state, she couldn't stop worrying about her Spirit Stones.

A cold fingertip slowly caressed the girl's cheek.

The sensation of congealing blood was particularly noticeable on her delicate skin.

The arms slowly closing around her belonged to Qing Ye.

Or perhaps it was Ye Qingxian's silence, echoing under the Blood Moon.

Ye Xiaoyao was too light, so light she seemed like she could drift away at any moment.

"I promise you."

"There will be no more thieves on Heavenly Sword Peak."

The killing intent on Qing Ye's face flashed and disappeared.

The clouds in the sky gathered again. The night sky, which had been momentarily dispersed, seemed like a fleeting, unreal spectacle that could make one's vision blur.

"Mhm."

A sound so faint it was almost inaudible made Qing Ye freeze for a second.

She wasn't sure if Ye Xiaoyao had even spoken.

The little girl looked even more docile when she was asleep.

All her sharp edges, her hedgehog shell extended to the outside world, instinctively retracted.

Qing Ye conjured a Purification Technique and placed Ye Xiaoyao on the bed.

She didn't change her slightly tattered clothes.

Instead, she waited for Ye Xiaoyao to wake up and change them herself.

Looking at Ye Xiaoyao's peaceful sleeping face, Qing Ye suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Ye Qingxian, who had always seen Ye Xiaoyao as someone needing to be saved, a world she could never enter, an insurmountable gap that felt like a lifelong barrier.

Yet Qing Ye treated Ye Xiaoyao as an equal, and in just a week, she had easily achieved what Ye Qingxian never could.

Just like the trust she could never obtain in the past.

At this moment, she had briefly possessed it.

How ironic.

Ye Qingxian was mocking her own foolishness.

Junior Sister had always been a living, breathing person, with her own life, her own strong emotions, her own joys and sorrows, and a pride stronger than anyone else's. She didn't have to follow others' thoughts and become a puppet whose life could be manipulated at will.

The greatest respect one could show another person was to treat them as an equal.

In the past, she had been so, so wrong.

The next day.

I woke up groggily and immediately smelled a scent in the room that wasn't mine. I suddenly looked up and noticed Qing Ye asleep by my bedside. My anxious heart finally relaxed.

I shook my aching head.

What had happened yesterday?

I only remembered that I had gone mad and was about to fight to the death with the man in black who had stolen my Spirit Stones, but he hadn't beaten me?

Could it be that I, a cultivator, also had adrenaline that could cause a temporary burst of power?

It felt unreliable.

Later, Qing Ye arrived.

I saw that after she dealt with the man in black, she had fainted from relief.

She had come to support me even in such a critical moment, so my impression of Qing Ye was quite good.

As I was thinking, Qing Ye had already woken up.

I looked at myself, clean and tidy, and knew that Qing Ye and I had used the Purification Technique. Ignoring the slight damage to my clothes, I sat cross-legged on the bed, my eyes curving into a crescent moon. My soft voice easily made people feel good, "Come, come, let's share the spoils of victory."

"Thank you so much for yesterday."

"I almost had all my belongings stolen."

Qing Ye recalled the last scene she saw yesterday.

Did Ye Xiaoyao use some kind of cultivation body technique?

Five bloody shadows.

Even she couldn't see what they were clearly.

"Mhm, this is from their bodies."

"One of them had a Storage Bag, so I put everything inside."

Qing Ye added, "I also cleaned up the courtyard while I was at it."

"The bodies have already been notified to the Law Enforcement Hall to be thrown into the mass grave."

"Breaking and entering, they deserved to die."

If you can't find the book by its title, you can try searching for the author. Maybe they just changed the name!

Huh? A Storage Bag? My eyes glazed over for a second, and I forced myself to look away.

Then, I took out two Spirit Stones from my embrace and solemnly handed them to Qing Ye, "Here, this is your hard work fee."

"We'll split the other spoils of war fifty-fifty."

"Lastly, if you hadn't come, I might not have even been able to defeat that person." Who knows if that power surge was real, or if the man in black was just careless and underestimated me.

"Maybe he was just out of stamina or something."

"So, it's perfectly reasonable for you to take the lion's share. This Storage Bag is yours."

I, Ye Xiaoyao, am not a greedy person.

In the crisis yesterday, I didn't even know what was happening myself. Anything could have happened afterward.

The thoughts I spoke to myself echoed.

I forced myself to shift my covetous gaze away.

Qing Ye smiled and said, "I already have the reward you gave me. You should keep this Storage Bag."

"Oh, right, don't you have a Storage Bag?"

"Looking at the big pit in the courtyard, you didn't happen to bury Spirit Stones underground, did you?"

I gave an awkward laugh, my small face flushing red, like I'd had too much to drink.

It looked quite cute.

"Hahaha, this..."

"This..."

Qing Ye didn't press further and immediately understood, "You're not a Direct Disciple, so why don't you have a Storage Bag?"

"Doesn't the sect give Direct Disciples an allocation every month?"

My face instantly stiffened, somewhat shocked by Qing Ye's accusation, "What allocation? I don't have any..." You can't wrongly accuse me. I'm not even an Inner Sect Disciple, so where would I get any resource allocation?

"Direct Disciples don't lack resources."

"You must have misremembered. I've never had any..."

Qing Ye slowly nodded, "Then I must have misremembered."

A hint of gloom appeared in her eyes.

After a simple inventory of the resources, unfortunately, the Treasure Seeking Rat wasn't found. Both of them probably got about eighty Spirit Stones each.

I happily rolled around on the bed.

The depression that had almost turned me dark yesterday faded significantly.

What is this—

A blessing in disguise?

Qing Ye was also somewhat infected by the mood.

No matter how strong Junior Sister was at heart, she was still just a child.

It was the first time Qing Ye had seen such a genuine smile from her.

Similarly, through this smile, she saw a hint of the youthful innocence and radiance that still remained.

"I'll give you ten more Spirit Stones. I was the one holding the Storage Bag, so you can't be at a disadvantage," I insisted.

Qing Ye didn't refuse and accepted the Spirit Stones.

"Mhm, if there are opportunities for cooperation in the future, you can always find me."

"This time, being able to earn so many Spirit Stones is thanks to you giving me the chance."

Why did those words sound so pleasant?

After sending Qing Ye off, I rolled around on the bed twice more. My scattered hair was clean and tidy, looking beautiful.

"Cub, cub."

"Mommy is really rich this time."

"At that time, I'll be able to feed you Spirit Milk ten times a day. Won't that make you happy?"

My stomach remained quiet. I kept talking to myself in the room, insisting that my Cub could hear me.

World Domination Plan!

One step further!!

Ye Xiaoyao, I knew it. You can definitely do it.

I was slightly injured yesterday, but thankfully, I've long been accustomed to discomfort. A week or two of recovery should be enough.

Ye Qingxian left her Junior Sister's Cave Mansion, her gaze suddenly turning grim.

Without a hint of hesitation, she angrily headed towards the highest point of Heavenly Sword Peak.

She absolutely had to question Heavenly Sword Venerable face-to-face and get to the bottom of this.

No wonder the Junior Sister had to farm day and night just to barely make ends meet.

When the Junior Sister, clutching the Spirit Stones she cherished dearly, told Ye Qingxian with a naive and happy smile that this was her treasure saved for over a decade and thanked her for coming to help, Ye Qingxian's gaze was truly pierced. The deepest, softest part of her heart was touched.

This wasn't pity.

It was a genuine emotional touch from the heart.

No wonder the Junior Sister had so little time for cultivation.

The Junior Sister had been initiated for sixteen years yet was still at the Qi Refining Third Layer.

The reason behind it had always been so simple and hateful.

So, she had never received the cultivation resources she rightfully deserved.

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