Ye Yu glanced at Ye Qingling. Clearly, she had dressed herself up with great care today.
Ye Xuan's intentions in bringing her here were obvious.
Seeing Ye Yu look at Ye Qingling, Ye Xuan grinned. He had great confidence in his imperial sister's appearance. Otherwise, he would not have brought Ye Qingling from the Moon Shadow Sect to the Nine Spirits Sword Sect. His purpose was to one day send her off as a gift.
Ye Qingling wore a shy expression and put on the airs of a demure young woman as she moved to lean closer to Ye Yu.
Who would have thought that Ye Yu would merely snort? Spiritual power erupted from within him and sent her flying, the disgust in his eyes impossible to conceal.
Ye Qingling, knocked back, wore an utterly disbelieving expression. That look just now—she had only ever felt it from Ye Yu.
"My little sister has only just arrived and does not understand the rules. I hope sworn brother will not hold it against her," Ye Xuan hurriedly said. As he spoke, he shot Ye Qingling a glare, seemingly blaming her for being useless.
Ye Qingling trembled all over under Ye Xuan's glare and hurriedly lowered her head in grievance.
"What did you want from me?" Ye Yu asked.
"It's like this, Brother Wangchen. According to sect rules, everyone accepted by an elder as a personal disciple may choose one Spiritual Skill from the Scripture Repository. I noticed that Brother Wangchen had not gone these past few days, so I came specifically to ask whether you needed any help," Ye Xuan said with a smile.
Ye Yu nodded at those words. His Three Divine Abilities could no longer be used, or his identity would be exposed. The only thing he could use was