Ye Qingling was no fool. On the contrary, she was quite clever, and her sixth sense was remarkably accurate.
Ever since returning from the Scripture Repository that day, Ye Qingling had known that Ye Xuan intended to treat her like a caged canary and give her away to someone else.
And now, though she did not know why Xu Wangchen was urging her to cultivate, she could clearly sense that he wanted something from her.
But Ye Qingling also understood that the person who had truly treated her well was no longer here. She had no choices left now.
For a time, Ye Qingling's longing for Ye Yu reached its peak. After a long while, she let out a faint sigh and, ignoring the dust on her body, sat cross-legged on the ground to cultivate.
Over the next three days, Ye Yu did not come out again to guide Ye Qingling's cultivation, instead focusing wholeheartedly on adjusting his own condition.
The day to enter Sword Peak was almost here.
On the fourth day, a streak of golden light shot into Ye Yu's cave dwelling.
It was a message from the Nine Spirits Sect Master, telling Ye Yu that the time had come for him to head to Sword Peak.
Only then did Ye Yu emerge from his cave dwelling.
"Brother Wangchen, you finally came out! Ling'er's cultivation has improved quite a bit these past few days." Seeing Ye Yu emerge, Ye Qingling hurried forward to greet him.
Yet Ye Yu merely glanced at her before turning into a streak of light under Ye Qingling's resentful gaze and flying straight toward the main hall of the Nine Spirits Sword Sect.
Unlike the Purple Sky Sword Tomb, Sword Peak could only admit one person at a time.
Thus, when Ye Yu arrived