Chapter 26

The Fengchi Acupoint lay at the crucial junction of head and neck. It was also one of the body's most important and sensitive acupoints.

After one calm, deep breath, Ye Qinghui took out the Formation-Breaking Talisman he had prepared. Ye Zhenzhen had borrowed it from Ye Qingchuan the night before last. Young as he was, Ye Qingchuan had a gift for talismans. His Formation-Breaking Talismans could briefly free someone from a formation's control, depending on how powerful that formation was.

Against Shen Xingyan's Space-Binding Formation, the talisman bought Ye Qinghui a dozen or so seconds of freedom.

Shen Xingyan closed in, ready to drive his sword into Ye Qinghui's chest and seal his victory. But wind sprang up beneath Ye Qinghui's feet. Quick as lightning, he slipped behind Shen Xingyan and swept his blade across the back of his neck.

"That's impossible!"

A gust kicked dust into the air. Before anyone could grasp what had happened, Shen Xingyan's tall figure hit the ground with a boom.

Silky strands of long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, casting a dark shadow across the arena.

For that instant, time seemed to stand still.

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Chapter 26

When Ye Qinghui boarded the large Flying Boat with Ye Zhenzhen in his arms, Ye Qingyao and Ye Qingchuan following beside him, everything felt dreamlike and unreal. They had walked aboard as victors.

"No wonder this Flying Boat costs 500,000. It could hold hundreds of people without a problem."

"Look! There are dozens of rooms in the cabin, and even Dreamlike Cloudscape Rooms made especially for female cultivators." Ye Qingyao spotted several rooms by the windows, their interiors adorned with decorations as dazzling as sunset clouds. Her girlish heart stirred at once.

"The propulsion system's good, too. It's designed to save Spirit Stones. Other Flying Boats would burn 200 Spirit Stones over the same distance; ours wouldn't even use 100," Ye Qingchuan observed.

Ye Qinghui and Ye Zhenzhen, on the other hand, remained remarkably calm.

Ye Qinghui had always regarded such artifacts as worldly possessions. Riding an Azure Luan or flying on a sword was just as comfortable to him, and offered a wider view. Ye Zhenzhen was quietly planning: One Flying Boat has made you this happy? I'll have to show you much more soon—especially you, Senior Sister.

In the original book, after Shen Xingyan had won the large Flying Boat by taking first place, he had claimed he was giving it to Ye Qingyao. In truth, he had merely lent it to her. He would let her use it when she needed it, then put it back in his own Flying Boat collection and take it out now and then to admire and play with.

How ridiculous!

Shen Xingyan owned so many Flying Boats. Giving away one he had won as a prize was stingy enough, yet he kept asking for it back on the pretext that he needed it. His behavior was outrageous, but Ye Qingyao had still been deeply moved.

In the end, girls needed to see more of the world. That way, a scoundrel's paltry favors would not fool them so easily. Ye Zhenzhen reached her conclusion for the day.

It was time to show her senior sister the world.

Cloudsky Sect had emerged as the biggest winner of this Immortal Sects Grand Tournament. A stake of 20,000 Superior Spirit Stones had earned them more than ten million Superior Spirit Stones—who knew how many times their original sum. Even the 1,000 Superior Spirit Stones Ye Qingyao had scraped together had grown tenfold into 10,000.

It was hard to believe! Ye Qingyao and Ye Qingchuan were beside themselves with joy. They had never seen so much wealth in their lives, let alone owned it.

And as for Immortal Venerable Shen and his people?

Because Ye Zhenzhen and the others had disrupted the lodging and dining arrangements, Jade Pool Island had taken in only a third of its projected revenue. After all the expenses for labor and supplies, there was no surplus at all.

Immortal Venerable Shen was so furious he nearly pulled his beard clean out.

What hurt Immortal Venerable Shen and his son even more was that they had each bet a million Superior Spirit Stones on Shen Xingyan becoming Tournament Champion. In the end, they lost the shirts off their backs, and Ye Qinghui had sliced off Shen Xingyan's beloved hair to boot.

Last time, Lei Jiajia of Heavenly Thunder Pavilion had burned off part of his hair with lightning. He had spent a whole year carefully tending it until it grew back to his waist, only for Ye Qinghui to chop it off again with one stroke.

"My poor, ill-fated hair!" Shen Xingyan was so angry he could almost cry.

As the saying went, a head could be severed and blood could flow, but a hairstyle must never be disturbed. His hairstyle was beyond merely disheveled—it was a ghastly sight. More than half of the long black hair he had always taken such pride in, the hair he thought best suited his commanding appearance, was gone. He could barely tie up what remained.

Those majestic, handsome hair crowns would have to sit unused for a long time again.

To make matters worse, Luo Bingyao came to see him in green clothes strikingly similar to Ye Qingyao's. He mistook her for the woman he loved and nearly hid. Then she drove the knife in deeper: "Heavens! Shen Xingyan, you look like a mushroom. I've never seen you look so ugly!"

Are you a demon? Shen Xingyan thought.

"Get as far away from me as you can, and don't let me see that ugly face of yours again!"

He stared into the mirror, his heart twisted into a thousand knots. The longer he looked, the more he felt that the damage to his handsome appearance was the deepest humiliation he had ever suffered. He would make Ye Qinghui pay for this.

He would!

[We're rich now—we have more than ten million Superior Spirit Stones. Why don't we visit Spirit Treasure Pavilion later? The joy of earning money is spending it. Otherwise, what's the point?]

Ye Qingyao immediately agreed with Ye Zhenzhen. She was a little rich lady with 10,000 Superior Spirit Stones now. It would be a shame not to buy herself a few new Robes and Ornaments.

Seeing them arrive aboard the exorbitantly priced Flying Boat that Spirit Treasure Pavilion had sold, the pavilion master lined up a group of Immortal Attendants at the entrance to welcome them, then led them inside.

The Tournament Champion had come. Naturally, they had to greet him with warmth and respect.

Ye Zhenzhen wore the expression of someone who had money now and intended to buy everything. Every treasure she saw drew excited little cries from her; she wanted them all.

Spirit Treasure Pavilion understood how to appeal to female customers. It had placed Robes and Ornaments popular with female cultivators right by the entrance, and the women were so captivated they could hardly walk on.

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