"Hehe, what does this have to do with her? You're still putting on quite an act. Or have you already forgotten how you abandoned Liu Ruyan for glory and riches?"
"Liu Ruyan treated you so well, pouring her heart and soul into you, only to end up like this!"
The stall owner cursed Ye Yu.
Only then did Ye Yu understand. No wonder the cultivators of Bianhuang City had been looking at him so strangely. So this was where the problem lay.
"Is that what Liu Ruyan told all of you?" Ye Yu stroked his chin and smiled.
"You still have the nerve to laugh! I've lived for decades, and I've never seen such a cheap, vile man as you!" The moment she saw Ye Yu's smile, the stall owner flew into a rage.
The stall owner's voice was not quiet, and it quickly drew a crowd. When they saw it was Ye Yu, every one of them began pointing and whispering from the sidelines.
Ye Yu could not be bothered to explain. With a cold snort, his late Golden Core Stage cultivation erupted, sweeping across more than half the trading fair.
Some people could not be reasoned with, no matter how much one explained. Ye Yu understood that all too well. They would only believe what they wanted to believe.
Most of those attending this trading fair were Rogue Cultivators. How many of them could possess profound cultivation? Under the pressure of Ye Yu's late Golden Core Stage aura, their faces all turned pale.
The scene immediately fell silent.
Even the stall owner, who had been cursing the fiercest, now had a face alternating between green and white and did not dare say another word.
"I'll ask one last time. Are you selling this sword or not?" Ye Yu looked straight at the stall owner and asked indifferently.
The stall owner looked at Ye Yu, gritted her teeth, and ultimately did not have the courage to refuse. With a sigh, she said, "Five hundred spirit stones. Take it if you want it."
Ye Yu said nothing more. He took out five hundred spirit stones and tossed them over, then stored the sword in his Ring of Holding before turning to leave.
"Hehe, Imperial Son-in-law Ye is certainly imposing. Do you think that just because you became the Imperial Son-in-law of the Great Qin Dynasty, you can swagger through Azure Prefecture sideways?" A cold laugh rang out, and everyone around them immediately turned to look.
A woman dressed in golden-threaded robes stood there, watching this way with a sneer on her face.
She was Feng Qing'er, the Third Princess of the Great Gan Dynasty in Azure Prefecture.
"What? Does Princess Feng have some advice for me?" Ye Yu turned around and looked at Feng Qing'er indifferently.
Great Gan and Great Flame bordered each other, and the two nations had always had considerable exchange. Feng Qing'er was also Liu Ruyan's intimate best friend.
Back when Ye Yu had still been fawning over Liu Ruyan, he had suffered no shortage of Feng Qing'er's mockery and ridicule.
"Advice? I wouldn't dare. After all, I'm afraid Qin Ruoxian might come looking for trouble with me. I simply can't stand the way you treated Ruyan!" Feng Qing'er sneered.
"Oh? Then tell me, Princess Feng, how exactly did I treat Liu Ruyan? Did I fail to give her cultivation resources? Or did I fail to pretend not to see her making eyes at my imperial younger brother? Or when she proposed breaking off the engagement, did I fail to desperately beg her to stay?" Ye Yu said with a faint smile curling his lips.
Though his words were light, the information contained within them was enormous.
The expressions of many people nearby changed slightly. They exchanged glances and all sensed that something was wrong.
"Hehe, you're just twisting logic! What do you mean, making eyes at each other? You make it sound so ugly. Ruyan and Xiao Xuan are merely pure friends!" Feng Qing'er rebuked angrily.
"So in your eyes, I would have to personally see them sleep together before it counts as her putting a green hat on me? I hope you'll be just as tolerant toward your future Imperial Son-in-law. Don't start hitting him just because he visits a brothel. You didn't see him sleep with any of the brothel women, did you? Or perhaps you did?" Ye Yu shrugged.
As soon as those words fell, Feng Qing'er's face turned livid. The matter of the Third Imperial Son-in-law of the Great Gan Dynasty had long spread throughout Azure Prefecture. It was no secret among the dynasties, and had instead become a laughingstock on everyone's lips.
"Ye Yu, as a man, don't you think saying such things makes you petty? Besides, even if Ruyan and Xiao Xuan did have something between them, do you have no faults at all? If you hadn't been good enough, would Ruyan have done such a thing? In the end, it was still your problem!" Feng Qing'er said coldly.
A burst of snickering immediately rose from the crowd. This woman's logic was truly something else.
Ye Yu was speechless as well. He could not be bothered to say anything more to this fool. He still needed to return and study this sword.
"What? Feeling guilty, so you're leaving? Hurry up and return the Autumn Water Sword to Ruyan!" Feng Qing'er said coldly.
"I'm staying at the inn in the eastern part of the city. If you have the guts, come and take it." Ye Yu gave Feng Qing'er an indifferent glance as Killing Intent surged from his body.
Feng Qing'er's face instantly turned pale with fright. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the ground.
As for princesses raised in royal luxury like her, although they had some cultivation, it had all been piled up with pills. They had never killed anyone. How could she compare to Ye Yu, who had spent those blood-soaked years in the Nine Nether Blood Spring?
Seeing this, Ye Yu gave a derisive laugh and turned to leave.
Feng Qing'er stared at Ye Yu's departing back, gritted her teeth, and shouted, "Ye Yu, just you wait!"
After saying that, she hurriedly fled beneath the strange looks of everyone around her.
After returning to the inn, Ye Yu began carefully examining the black sword before him. According to his memories from his previous life, the sword's Killing Intent had been overwhelming, and its Sword Qi was so fierce that even the Autumn Water Sword could not compare.
Yet now, it looked like nothing more than an ordinary sword containing a trace of spiritual energy. It seemed that had something to do with the layer of black substance covering the blade.
Upon closer inspection, Ye Yu caught an extremely faint scent of blood from it. His expression immediately darkened. This bloody scent was familiar.
It was unlike the scent of humans.
"Could it be devil blood?" Ye Yu frowned and muttered. Then, with a wave of his hand, Spiritual Seals emerged and sealed the entire room.
With another flip of his hand, he summoned the Small Cauldron and placed it atop the sword blade.
The next moment, a hum burst forth. The Small Cauldron trembled and slowly floated into the air, after which a beam of light descended.
The black substance on the blade visibly peeled away, revealing the purple sword body beneath.
"It really is devil blood!" Ye Yu drew a deep breath.
The Devil Race was powerful because their blood, and even their devil qi, possessed an innate suppressive force against the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Before reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, when spiritual power had yet to undergo its transformation, even a late Golden Core Stage cultivator might not be a match for an early Golden Core Stage Devil Race cultivator.
A Spirit Treasure contaminated by devil blood would instantly lose its spirituality.
But the sword before him was different. Though covered in devil blood, it could still emit an extremely faint trace of spiritual energy, enough to prove how extraordinary it was.
Then, an unwilling roar seemed to emerge from within the sword. Immediately afterward, the shell around the black sword began to peel away, and a fierce aura spread from the blade.
After the devil blood shell fell away, two words appeared on the sword body: Zi Xiao.
"The Purple Firmament Sword? I remember there's a Purple Firmament Sword Sect in Leizhou. I wonder whether it has anything to do with them." Ye Yu muttered, then stopped thinking about it. He sat cross-legged on the ground, circulated his spiritual power, and branded the Purple Firmament Sword with his own mark.
Yet Ye Yu did not notice a flash of black light pass across the Purple Firmament Sword.
At the same time, the Purple Firmament Sword Sect, thousands of miles away, had fallen into chaos.
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