Chapter 213: How Come You’re the Only One Who’s Fine?

Yan Bingling voiced her disdain, but her body had already followed him inside with a stride that showed she wasn’t about to let anyone else have their way.

With wolves in front and tigers behind, she was deathly afraid that her son would be secretly snatched away by someone else.

She had thought that the master and disciple relationship was thawing because Yun Liu was representing the Heavenly Phenomena Peak in the Great Competition.

However, it was now in a precarious state again due to the marriage decree from the former King.

If this had been the gentle and considerate eldest disciple of the past, how could he have ever said such disrespectful things to his Master?

‘Throwing away a wife is one thing, but abandoning a mother is too much! I dare you to try marrying into the Royal Family this time!’

“Oh?”

Gelan’s eyes darted around as she picked up on a subtle meaning.

These two, master and disciple, certainly played a complicated game.

It was still the same cold violence.

In the past, one was willing to hit while the other was willing to endure.

Now, it was still a case of one hitting and the other enduring.

However, the roles had reversed; the victim had become the aggressor, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

‘Is this what they call a successful child-groom?’

This wouldn’t do.

She had to work harder to let Yaoer settle things with Yun Liu first to secure the top position.

Even if her Aunt Master wanted to cut in line, she would still have to obediently call her “Second Mother.”

Who could have guessed that the two guardians, each with their own ulterior motives, were also plotting against each other?

Gelan steeled her heart and suddenly came to a certain resolution.

The two young people clearly liked each other, but they were held back by their thin skin.

They were just one step away from breaking through that final barrier.

At a time like this, if someone were to add a bit of fuel to the fire…

“How is Xinran! How is Xinran?”

While she was planning, another fat, round ball of a man rushed into the Rosy Fragrance Pavilion.

The Head Seat of Sunset Peak was red-faced, having rushed over immediately after finishing his argument with the Great Baldy.

In Gelan’s memory, Tu Gou hadn’t even been this agitated when she bullied him as a child.

He truly doted on his outstanding disciple and had given her the best resources of the Sect to meticulously groom her as his successor.

Xiao Wang and a group of clansmen followed closely behind.

Although anxious, they remained orderly and politely bowed to the two Head Seats.

“Why are you looking at me? I’m not the Shopkeeper.

Thank An’er.

If even a Heavenly Dao Alchemy Master can’t save her, then it’s simply your disciple’s fate.”

Gelan shrugged and sat to the side, leisurely sipping tea.

Xiao Wang’s eyes brightened at those words, and he felt much more at ease.

If there was anyone left who could make Mr. Yun change his mind, it had to be his childhood ex-fiancée.

The old man was still counting on a “hero saves the beauty” scenario to awaken beautiful memories of the past.

It was a nice thought, but his information was severely outdated.

“You mean, the Yun family boy is inside…”

Tu Gou’s expression was strange.

The person he least wanted Xinran to see was Yun Liu.

Since ancient times, the trial of love has been the hardest tribulation of the mortal world.

Any slight slip could wear down the Sword Heart or even shatter it, leading to a lifetime of regret.

Inside the room, seeing that Xiao Xinran’s situation was critical and that even her essence blood was burning, Yun Liu fell into deep thought.

He remembered very well that the Flame God’s rampage was not a bad thing; it was a sign of the Burning Silence Art’s advancement.

If she could endure it, the technique would upgrade from a Yellow Grade to a Black Grade.

However, that was assuming the Penglai Island forces had been unlocked in the Volume Two map.

With the normal medical level of the Divine Radiance Sect, Xiao Xinran’s premature awakening would lead to certain death.

‘She really is a little sister who causes nothing but worry…’

Thinking of the young girl’s figure as she stood in front of him without hesitation in the past, the young man sighed.

“Does she look good?”

Seeing Yun Liu staring directly at the young girl’s naked body, Yan Bingling looked at him with a cold side-eye.

“Not as good as you.”

Yun Liu shook his head and activated his Fangcun Object.

He began to mix Spiritual Medicine while putting his patient to work.

‘As if you’ve actually seen it…’

The corners of Yan Bingling’s mouth curled up as she muttered to herself.

Her expression looked a bit better until she heard Yun Liu speak again.

“You, go over and hug her. Help her cool down.”

“…?”

‘So my only function is being an ice pack!?’

Yan Bingling clenched her fists.

Remembering her responsibility, she sat on the Cloudbed and hugged Xiao Xinran with a frown.

Her face was full of distaste; she had never liked this girl who was spoiled and arrogant.

“Is this enough?”

“A little tighter. Use some strength. Are you trying to roast me to death?”

Yun Liu found it funny and wiped away some sweat, completely treating his Master like a refrigerated air conditioner.

“I—”

Just as Yan Bingling was about to scold him, she looked down and noticed that her undergarments were smoking.

With a startled cry, she quickly circulated her technique to release cold energy to resist the heat wave.

If even her own clothes were burned to ashes, she would have no face left.

Huo Tian Tian and Qin Xiang brought in the precious spirit materials.

They didn’t dare to disturb them, but wasn’t someone supposed to be doing something important in a bit?

Yun Liu categorized the medicines and used his internal energy to guide them into three small cauldrons, refining different Grade 3 pills simultaneously.

Yan Bingling stared blankly at the young man’s busy figure.

She only remembered that from the moment Liuer joined the sect, he loved to stay in the Illusion Pavilion.

Since the rules prevented him from openly practicing the sword, he read popular classics and spent all day researching random things.

With an irresponsible Master, it was normal for the eldest disciple to neglect his proper duties.

Yan Bingling had never imagined that this child would achieve such high accomplishments in another field.

Perhaps, as Gelan said, letting go was the best choice?

That thought flashed by and was immediately crushed by the Demonic Energy emanating from the other side of her Sword Heart.

Absolutely impossible!

***

The fourth match of the afternoon was about to begin.

The Sword Post glowed with a golden light, sparking a new round of heated discussion.

“Ji Shiyu of Falling Cloud Peak… versus Zou Chen of Sunset Peak!”

The name Ji Shiyu was unfamiliar to no one.

From the moment she joined the sect, she had been the highly anticipated rising star, shining even brighter than the Sunset Flame God.

Since Xiao Xinran was already so powerful, what kind of grace would the other half of the Sword Sect Twin Maidens possess?

The Grand Elder was momentarily stunned after calling the name.

These past few days, Shiyu’s opponents had either forfeited or been too heavily injured to compete.

It was rare to encounter a perfectly fine opponent, so he had almost forgotten about her.

“Zou Chen of Sunset Peak is here!”

A man flew in from the direction of Sunset Peak.

He was a pretty boy with a powdered face, but his cultivation was extremely strong.

The audience waited expectantly, but the other person was nowhere to be seen.

The Grand Elder had no choice but to summon her again.

The disciples of the First Peak looked at one another and shook their heads; they still couldn’t find Junior Sister Ji.

As it happened, the Little Yellow Hair had just filled her stomach and was planning to go watch Xiao Xinran’s misfortune when her name was called halfway there.

She slammed on the gas and rode her sword to the arena.

“I’m here, I’m here!”

The girl in yellow stood gracefully in the clouds, stepping on the Seven-Star Sword as she lightly patted her breast.

The Grand Elder breathed a sigh of relief, though he wasn’t very optimistic.

While Zou Chen wasn’t some legendary figure, he was still a sword cultivator at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment.

He wouldn’t necessarily be easier to deal with than Lang Sanhuan.

That old fellow Tu Gou had held nothing back when teaching Xiao Xinran.

If the Sect Leader Senior Brother hadn’t taught Shiyu any trump cards, she might be in grave danger…

Truth be told, Ji Shiyu hadn’t learned any high-level sword techniques during her many days in the Illusion Pavilion.

She had spent all her time sweeping floors and practicing calligraphy.

The moment the new student of Falling Cloud Peak stepped onto the stage, she caused a chorus of gasps.

Her golden hair was exceptionally dazzling in the sunlight.

With her celestial grace, spiritual bones, and starry eyes, she looked completely different from everyone else.

“Um, Senior Brother Zou, how are you feeling? Do you have a headache or a fever? If you’re not feeling well, don’t force yourself!”

Ji Shiyu blinked, her words laced with hidden meaning.

It didn’t make sense.

Why was he the only one who was perfectly fine?