Chapter 32 - The Regretful Ye Qingcheng

Chapter 32 - The Regretful Ye Qingcheng

Chapter 32 : The Regretful Ye Qingcheng

Inside the massive flying boat of Primorial Holy Land, numerous disciples gathered, most showing signs of weariness but also satisfaction from their profitable journey.

However, some bore expressions of dismay, clearly having gained little from their endeavors. At the forefront of the boat, Ye Qingcheng stood enveloped in a cold, forbidding aura, her face a mask of anger, causing other disciples to steer clear of her.

“Cursed Yan Ruyu!” she thought bitterly, unable to suppress her rage. Since Yan Ruyu had snatched away her innate Yin-Yang Qi, she had vanished without leaving any clues behind.

This loss was particularly galling for Ye Qingcheng, as the Qi was a critical foundation for her cultivation path. Without it, her progress would slow considerably, and her potential might be severely capped.

Eating away at her insides was a fury she had never felt before, not even towards Jiang Chen in the past. Back then, her feelings towards Jiang Chen were complex, a mix of loathing and deep-seated enmity. Now, it was pure detestation towards Yan Ruyu, who she blamed for crippling her future prospects.

Upon the flying boat’s arrival at Primordials Holy Land’s plaza, disciples swiftly dispersed, leaving in streams of divine light. Just as Ye Qingcheng prepared to depart, she paused, overhearing the conversations of nearby disciples.

“A major incident has occurred. You might not know since you’ve been away, but recently, the Primordial Holy Son of our sect executed multiple prodigies in Spirit Snake City, including the Soaring Snake God Son and the top prodigy of the Golden-Winged Dapeng Clan, Jin Taiyuan. Besides, he also killed two Life-Death Realm prodigies!”

“This... Isn’t that the Soaring Snake Clan’s heir? He’s known for his incredible talents and prowess, almost comparable to our Primordial Holy Son, and even higher in realm, wasn’t he?”

“All that is in the past. The Primordial Holy Son has reached new heights. He’s now in the ninth realm of the Life-Death Stage. Now even the Holy Son of the Azure Dragon Clan might not be a match for him now!”

“Ninth level of the Life and Death Realm? When did the Primordial Holy Son achieve that?”

“Not just that, I’ve heard that the Primordial Holy Son even intimidated the two ancient royal clans into surrendering four intact saint weapons!”

“This is indeed unimaginable. Yan Ruyu, despite being in the All Pleasure Sect, has never had any Dao companions or cauldrons. She’s like any ordinary woman, and she’s extremely proud. Even the young geniuses can’t get her to look their way.”

“There used to be discussions about when we would see the two most beautiful flowers of the Eastern Wasteland, Yan Ruyu and Ye Qingcheng, picked.”

“At that time, many thought Ye Fairy would be the first, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be Yan Ruyu.”

“Heroes love beauties, and beauties love heroes. For an existence like the Holy Son, it’s normal for Yan Ruyu to be infatuated with him.”

“But what about Ye Fairy?”

“It feels like the rumors are true, the Primordial Holy Son has given up on Ye Fairy.”

“Ye Fairy must be suffering. She and Yan Ruyu have always been at odds.”

“Stop talking, Ye Fairy is nearby!”

Some noticed the gloomy-faced Ye Qingcheng nearby and hastily stopped their discussion.

However, Ye Qingcheng ignored them and left on a divine rainbow. Once she returned to her residence, she couldn’t hold back anymore. Her strong aura erupted like a hurricane, destroying everything around her. After a long time, she finally calmed down.

“Damn Yan Ruyu! Damn wh*re!” Ye Qingcheng cursed continuously. She now wished she could curse Yan Ruyu with a voodoo doll.

“She took my innate yin-yang qi, did she use it with Jiang Chen?” The thought made Ye Qingcheng’s face turn pale, her heart aching as if cut by a knife. This unprecedented feeling made her bitterly regret her past actions towards Jiang Chen.