Chapter 42 - I’ve Come To Kill Him

Chapter 42 - I’ve Come To Kill Him

Chapter 42 : I’ve Come To Kill Him

“This is Ye Xuan’s talent... truly formidable...”

As Yu Ling’er was guiding Ye Xuan in his cultivation, the woman in the white Daoist robe slowly appeared in the sky. She stood suspended in mid-air, observing Ye Xuan below. Even in her detached demeanor, a hint of admiration emerged in her eyes.

This Ye Xuan was indeed the one she knew – a genius with exceptional talent, once a dominant force in his era. She almost missed recognizing him, having doubted her initial belief. But how could she mistake him? Even if Ye Xuan turned to ashes, she should recognize him.

Resolute, the woman in the white robe slowly descended towards Ye Xuan.

“Brother Ye Xuan, this is the foundation of the Taihua Sword Technique, condensing Qi into a sword. Although you can’t do it now, I believe it won’t be long before you can,” Yu Ling’er was explaining the basics of swordsmanship to Ye Xuan.

However, in the next moment, she sensed a figure descending from the sky and quickly turned her gaze in that direction. Ye Xuan also looked up, seeing a figure slowly descending from the sky – a woman.

She was dressed in a white Daoist robe, a Taihua standard, but entirely different from the ordinary disciple’s robe, with a more majestic style. The robe fluttered without wind, and her black hair waved like ink. Her figure was tall and slender, graceful and enchanting.

Her beauty was breathtaking, on par with Yu Ling’er, but with an added maturity. She would be mistaken for an immortal goddess if seen by the common folk. Yet, her face bore a bone-chilling coldness, and her cold eyes were fixed intently on Ye Xuan.

“Uh...” Ye Xuan was taken aback by the sudden appearance of this goddess-like beauty, who looked at him with such a hostile gaze.

“It’s a private matter between him and me. You’re not in a position to intervene,” Elder Qingxue responded coldly. “Step aside.”

“No, I won’t move. Even if you insist on his death, at least clarify the reasons. No matter his transgression, I’m willing to die with him,” Yu Ling’er asserted.

Seeing Yu Ling’er defend him so adamantly, Ye Xuan felt secretly touched. Just yesterday, she wanted to kill him, and now she was ready to die with him. Nevertheless, facing Elder Qingxue, not even a future immortal like Yu Ling’er could protect him.

“Ling’er, step aside... She wants to kill me, and you can’t protect me,” Ye Xuan told her.

“No, if you die, I refuse to live alone. I’ve wronged you too much in my past life. If you die, I won’t want to live anymore,” Yu Ling’er declared.

“In that case, you don’t need to protect me. If I die first, I don’t mind waiting for you at the Naihe Bridge for three years,” Ye Xuan replied.

“!!!” Yu Ling’er was moved to tears by his words. She nodded, stepping aside but kept her gaze fixed on Elder Qingxue, ready to intervene if necessary.

Elder Qingxue’s expression remained icy as she regarded Ye Xuan, feeling a surge of resentment. If only Ye Xuan had treated her like he did Yu Ling’er, they wouldn’t have reached this point.

To wait three years on the Naihe Bridge — such romantic words. Had he ever spoken to her like that, perhaps she wouldn’t have harbored such lifelong resentment. But he never did. This time, she was determined not to let him go.

With a cold face, she addressed Ye Xuan, “Ye Xuan, are you ready to pay with your life for your actions?”

“What have I actually done?!” At this moment, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but exclaim, frustrated by the lack of clarity.