Chapter 137: Dongfang Yanran and Ye Wuya

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Ye Yunque could not help recalling that figure who had descended from the heavens. The sight of that man’s back had been so breathtakingly handsome!

Without that man, there would have been no Ye family afterward—and certainly no Ye Yunque.

She turned around, pinched Dongfang Yanran’s cheek, and teased, “What’s this? From the sound of it, have you fallen in love?”

“Not at all!” Dongfang Yanran protested, blushing as she turned her head away.

“Oh, look at you blushing. You’re embarrassed, yet you still insist there’s nothing going on. Come on, tell me—which man managed to capture the heart of our goddess Yanran?” Ye Yunque said with a laugh as she watched Dongfang Yanran’s bashful expression.

Ever since the battle at Lingchen half a year ago, the Ye family had successfully established itself as Lingchen’s foremost power.

It was also at that time that she and Dongfang Yanran had been taken in by an elder of the Azure Cloud Sect and brought to the sect to cultivate.

Ye Yunque had never asked Dongfang Yanran about killing Lu Wushuang’s son. Dongfang Yanran had joined the Ye family’s side while helping clean up the aftermath that day.

The two of them had already been on good terms. Since they were close in age, Dongfang Yanran had always called her Sister Yunque.

Hearing Ye Yunque tease her like that, Dongfang Yanran’s face grew even redder. In a small voice, she said, “Sister Yunque, you’re the real goddess. You haven’t seen the way those senior and junior disciples look at you. They practically want to tie you up and—”

“Are you asking for a beating? Hurry up and tell me.” Ye Yunque pretended to be angry.

“All right, all right. I’ll tell you.” Dongfang Yanran spoke in a pitiful little voice.

“Stop acting so aggrieved. Do you think I don’t know you? Go on! I’d also like to see what kind of man is so capable that he managed to steal my Yanran’s soul.” Ye Yunque put an arm around Dongfang Yanran’s shoulders and spoke with heroic determination.

“Sister Yunque, you know that I killed Lu Jie, right?” Dongfang Yanran asked fiercely.

“Yes. I’ve always wanted to ask what happened, but you were in such a terrible mood then, so I never did. Why are you suddenly bringing it up today?” Ye Yunque asked suspiciously.

She could not see what this had to do with the person Dongfang Yanran liked.

Dongfang Yanran did not answer her question. Instead, she said, “Sister Yunque, you know I never liked Lu Jie. Even though it was a marriage arranged between our families, I would rather have died than let him have me.”

Ye Yunque said nothing. She quietly listened as Dongfang Yanran continued.

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“Lu Jie knew that, too. So, using the excuse of letting me leave, he asked me to drink with him.” Dongfang Yanran gritted her teeth in anger as she spoke.

Ye Yunque was puzzled. “Isn’t that a good thing?”

“You don’t understand, Sister Yunque. That hypocrite Lu Jie secretly put a potent aphrodisiac powder in my wine while I wasn’t paying attention!” Dongfang Yanran fumed.

“What did you say? That bastard! If he weren’t already dead, I’d tear him apart with my own hands!” Ye Yunque was furious as well. She hated men like that most of all.

“What happened afterward?” Ye Yunque asked. She knew that the powder could instantly render any cultivator below the Spirit Gathering Realm incapable of movement.

“At the time, Lu Jie didn’t know that I had already reached the Spirit Gathering Realm. So I killed him and escaped,” Dongfang Yanran said.

“Even after you broke through to the Spirit Gathering Realm, the drug still took effect, didn’t it? And the Lu family must have sent people to kill you?” Ye Yunque asked.

“That’s right.” Dongfang Yanran nodded. “The Lu family sent more than a dozen people after me. I killed several of them, then fled toward the rear mountain of your family’s estate.”

“That was where I met someone!”

At this point, Dongfang Yanran stopped speaking, her face filled with memories.

Seeing her expression, Ye Yunque became even more intrigued. The tale of a hero rescuing a beauty might have been an old cliché, but it was still the easiest way to win a girl’s heart.

“Oh, you’re killing me with suspense! Hurry up and tell me.” Ye Yunque shook Dongfang Yanran by the shoulders with a laugh.

“He was a very interesting senior,” Dongfang Yanran said dreamily, lost in her memories.

“What kind of senior?” Ye Yunque asked suspiciously. A senior? Surely this silly girl had not fallen for some ancient monster.

“A senior who had buried himself in the ground and couldn’t get out,” Dongfang Yanran said calmly.

Ye Yunque fell silent.

What kind of explanation was that? A senior had buried himself in the ground and become unable to get out? What had happened?

“And then?” Ye Yunque asked patiently.

“Sister Yunque, are you stupid? Then I dug that senior out, of course!” Dongfang Yanran looked at her as though she were an idiot.

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“Holy crap!” Ye Yunque could not help swearing. What on earth was this story?

“And then?” Ye Yunque asked, suppressing the urge to give Dongfang Yanran a good beating.

“Then that senior descended like a god from heaven. He did this, then this, then that, and controlled a sword to finish off the people who had come after me in just a few moves.” Dongfang Yanran began describing everything with vivid gestures and animated excitement.

“All right, all right.” When Dongfang Yanran continued acting out the scene, Ye Yunque flicked her lightly on the forehead. “That’s enough. Look how delighted you are.”

“Tell me what happened after that!” Ye Yunque was also rather interested in the rest. After all, Dongfang Yanran had been poisoned by an aphrodisiac. Perhaps the story had taken an even more stimulating turn afterward.

“After that, the senior killed all the people pursuing me. Then he found some herbs and bandaged my wounds. Here, Sister Yunque, look—it’s this.” As she spoke, Dongfang Yanran raised her left arm and rolled up her sleeve, revealing skin as flawless as white jade. There was indeed a faint scar on her arm.

It was nearly eight inches long. After treatment, it was so faint that it could barely be seen unless one looked closely.

“Why did you keep it? The sect has plenty of ways to remove scars,” Ye Yunque asked.

“The senior personally applied the medicine for me. I couldn’t bear to have it removed.” Dongfang Yanran smiled happily.

“You little minx.” Ye Yunque laughed. “How did you get rid of the aphrodisiac? Don’t tell me you already…” She chuckled suggestively, leaving the rest unsaid.

“Sister Yunque, how could you say that? I’m not speaking to you anymore!” Teased by Ye Yunque, Dongfang Yanran’s face turned as red as a ripe apple.

Ye Yunque was about to continue questioning her when a sudden thought struck her. She hurriedly asked, “You said you met that senior in the rear mountain of the Ye family estate?”

“Yes. Why?” Dongfang Yanran asked in confusion, unable to understand why Ye Yunque had suddenly become so agitated.

“What did that senior look like? Did he tell you his name?” Ye Yunque asked, her emotions in turmoil.

“The senior had white hair and an extraordinarily handsome face. He said his name was Ye Wuyaya!” Dongfang Yanran answered truthfully.

“What did you say?” Ye Yunque suddenly raised her voice and shouted, “He said his name was Ye Wuyaya?”