Contrary to what the two had expected, Cangyun's mouth twitched. He glanced at them, and spiritual power surged forth, directly taking the two of them away.
Nangong Wushe watched from the side without saying anything. That was Cangyun—someone he could not afford to provoke.
Not everyone was as brainless as Ye Qingwan.
The people from the other imperial dynasties secretly marveled at the sight. The situation was obvious now: Ye Yu was definitely connected to that mysterious seventh-grade alchemist.
Otherwise, Cangyun would never have acted this way.
With that thought, they all secretly sent messages back home. Ye Yu's value was now practically limitless, and they needed to determine what price their own imperial dynasties could pay to win him over.
"You should all leave as well." Ye Yu glanced at them and spoke.
Before the princes and princesses could reply, several Nascent Soul Realm Guardians hurriedly took them away.
The reason was simple: Ye Yu gave them an exceedingly dangerous feeling. As for winning him over, it did not have to be done now. Besides, Situ Guang was present as well.
Once the inn had finally quieted down, Ye Yu spoke to Situ Guang before returning to his room to rest. He still had to visit Liu Manor tomorrow.
Cangyun brought the two back to the imperial palace and directly tossed them into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Ye Qingshuang looked utterly astonished and stepped forward to ask what had happened. Cangyun gave her a deep look but did not say a word before turning and leaving.
Once Cangyun left, the spiritual power binding Ye Qingwan and Ye Xuan dispersed. Ye Qingwan immediately rose from the ground and glared viciously at Nangong Wushe. "Protector Nangong, this is the second time!"
Nangong Wushe sighed upon hearing this. He was unwilling to say anything further, so he turned and returned to Protector Hall.
"Eldest Sister, what exactly happened?" Ye Qingshuang asked. Having followed Cangyun for many years, she understood his temperament extremely well. His earlier behavior clearly showed that he had been angered beyond measure.
"Third Sister, this is not Eldest Sister's fault. It is mine. I never expected Imperial Brother to hate me so much that he would even slander me before Master Cangyun. I simply did not do well enough." Ye Xuan lowered his head pitifully and sighed.
Ye Qingwan's heart ached terribly at the sight. She immediately said coldly, "That dog, clearly expelled from the royal family already, yet he still swaggered around outside under the identity of a Great Flame imperial prince and deceived people!"
In Ye Qingwan's view, Ye Yu had offended Cangyun so greatly, yet Cangyun had done nothing to him. Clearly, he had been showing consideration for the Great Flame Royal Family.
In the end, he had only taken the two of them away to preserve the Great Flame Royal Family's dignity, unwilling to tear faces apart before that seventh-grade alchemist and lose face.
"Qingshuang, go back and tell your master that Ye Yu is no longer a member of my Great Flame Royal Family. Next time, there is no need to save us any face! Tomorrow, call your Second Sister and the other Attendants. We will go to Liu Manor together. This time, I want that bastard dead!" Ye Qingwan said through gritted teeth, her eyes brimming with hatred.
Ye Qingshuang said nothing further. At this moment, whatever she said to Ye Qingwan would be useless. Having grown up together, she naturally understood her eldest sister's temperament. That good-for-nothing was likely truly finished this time.
Meanwhile, Ye Qingxuan was cultivating in her sleeping chambers. For some reason, she constantly felt restless and uneasy.
Her mind was filled with the image of Ye Yu protecting Qin Ruoxian.
With her thoughts in chaos, the spiritual power within her body began to grow disordered. An extremely faint blood-red gleam flashed through her dantian, and she nearly suffered a cultivation deviation. Fortunately, Ye Qingxuan noticed quickly and immediately stopped cultivating.
"He actually drew the attention of the Human Dao Sage. Did he truly cultivate the demonic path?" Ye Qingxuan sighed and murmured to herself.
Then Ye Qingxuan's gaze fell upon the Memory Stone in the Eastern Palace. After pondering for a while, she took a deep breath, and a stream of spiritual power extended from within her body and slowly merged into it.
Immediately afterward, the scene within the Memory Stone appeared in her mind.
In the scene, Ye Yu returned to the Eastern Palace covered in wounds. Yet before he could even catch his breath, eunuchs and palace maids entered one after another, saying nothing as they began carrying the things from the Eastern Palace outside.
Ye Yu merely watched silently from the side throughout, never speaking to stop them, his eyes filled only with desolation.
At this sight, Ye Qingxuan's heart inexplicably clenched. When Ye Yu had been young, he had been innocent and lively, and he had been very attached to her. Even after he became Crown Prince and took charge of the court, so busy that his feet never touched the ground—
He still came every day to speak with her for a few words. Back then, Ye Yu's eyes had been full of stars whenever he looked at her, as though he admired her immensely.
But now, he was like a stranger. No, even an enemy.
Ye Qingxuan had been obsessed with cultivation since childhood, so she had never been particularly close to the other princesses. Back then, Ye Yu had filled the emptiness in her heart.
Yet she did not know when she had begun to detest Ye Yu.
As she thought this, Ye Qingxuan's brows suddenly furrowed. Within the scene, though it was extremely faint, Ye Qingxuan still caught sight of a streak of blood-red light.
As a Golden Core Stage cultivator, Ye Qingxuan naturally recognized it. That was demonic qi!
"He actually... truly... cultivated Demonic Arts?!" Ye Qingxuan murmured. Her gaze turned pained, and the spiritual power in her body instantly ran wild, as though it would tear her body apart.
At once, Ye Qingxuan spat out a mouthful of blood. Her entire body curled up painfully on the floor, trembling without cease as she let out a shrill scream.
Outside the door, Ye Qingshuang's expression changed drastically when she heard the sound. She hurriedly rushed in and saw Ye Qingxuan continuously rolling on the ground, her face like gold paper as spiritual power ran wildly through her body.
Seeing this, Ye Qingshuang had no time to think. She immediately carried Ye Qingxuan on her back and ran to the palace where Cangyun was staying.
Although Cangyun deeply loathed Ye Qingwan and Ye Xuan, Ye Qingshuang was still his disciple, one who had formally performed the rites of apprenticeship. Seeing her carry Ye Qingxuan over, he did not refuse and immediately examined her.
After a long while, Cangyun frowned. He took out a medicinal pill and fed it to Ye Qingxuan, who only then slowly fell asleep.
"Master, what happened to my Second Sister?" Ye Qingshuang asked nervously.
Cangyun frowned and shook his head. "She has been poisoned."
"Poisoned? How could my Second Sister have been poisoned?!" Ye Qingshuang's face was full of shock.
"This poison is exceedingly vicious. It was aimed at Ye Qingxuan's cultivation foundation. You brought her here quickly enough, so it has temporarily been preserved. But in the days ahead, she absolutely cannot use spiritual power again," Cangyun said flatly.
Ye Qingshuang's face instantly went pale upon hearing this. Her second sister regarded cultivation as her life. If she were told that she could never wield spiritual power again, it would likely hurt worse than killing her. She immediately asked, "Is even Master unable to cure this poison?"
"I have never seen this poison before, and I cannot cure it. But someone can." Cangyun spoke with a strange expression.
"Who?! Master, tell me! I'll go find him!" Ye Qingshuang's eyes lit up as she hurriedly pressed him.
Cangyun looked at the anxious Ye Qingshuang. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Aren't you going to Liu Manor tomorrow? Go find Ye Yu and try your luck. See whether he is willing to help you."
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