“I? Youye.” The magic-path cultivator girl rubbed her wrist and coldly stated her name.
“Good name. Just sounds like a big troublemaker.” Hua Jian lightly applauded. “So, Lady Youye, how exactly do you want me to help you? Just so you know, I can’t assist at all in combat.”
Even against a dead thing at Lingshi level, Hua Jian’s illusions were hardly effective, let alone facing a Ling King now.
At this level of opponent, blindly rushing in was just suicide.
With her entire abilities targeted, Hua Jian had no way to deal with this monster.
“You Five Flower Valley folks are always full of tricks, so come up with something.” Youye made it clear—she didn’t care about excuses. Hua Jian had to come up with a plan today.
“Well… okay, I have a scheme—‘drive the tiger to swallow the wolf’!” Hua Jian took a deep breath. “You want a trick, right? Fine, I’ll give you one.”
First, Youye had retreated halfway through fighting the Dried Corpse, which obviously meant she couldn’t defeat it.
And Hua Jian’s combat ability was negligible. So after Hua Jian joined, their villain team’s combat power hadn’t increased much.
What they were improving now was their intelligence quotient.
“Spread the news that there’s a hidden treasure here, lure other cultivators in the Secret Realm to come and surround that Ling King Dried Corpse. Just because we can’t find a way doesn’t mean they can’t.”
“You’re planning to use the tiger to eliminate the wolf, but what if they defeat the Ling King Dried Corpse and snatch the treasure first?”
Youye flatly rejected Hua Jian’s suggestion.
She had to obtain that treasure in the Secret Realm and couldn’t let it fall into anyone else’s hands!
If Hua Jian’s idea went through and the righteous path took the treasure, wouldn’t that just ruin everything?
“Then what do you want me to do? You really expect me to roll up my sleeves and take down that Ling King myself? Get real, sister. If I had that strength, would you be able to threaten me?”
Hua Jian rolled up her sleeve, revealing her pale arm without a hint of muscle.
“Look at me—fragile and soft-skinned. Do I look like someone who can fight?”
“And are you stupid? The cultivators from the righteous path in the Secret Realm are at most Lingshi level. Even though I’m Linglong Saintess with unmatched talent among Lingshi, I’m only about half a step to Ling King, right?”
“Even if they can defeat this Dried Corpse, they’ll be in no shape afterward. That’s when we strike suddenly amidst the mutual destruction, catching them off guard, grabbing the treasure, and running away. Isn’t that perfect?”
“Or do you, Lady Youye, a Ling King powerhouse, lack the confidence to snatch the treasure from a bunch of exhausted Lingshi?”
Hua Jian counted off the advantages of her plan on her fingers.
The problem now was that they really couldn’t beat that Dried Corpse, so if that was the case, they had to seek outside help.
And in this Secret Realm, only disciples from the Five Great Sacred Sects were around—if not them, then who?
“Or… you could find someone to help?” Hua Jian cautiously suggested.
“Tsk…”
Hearing that dissatisfied tsk, Hua Jian knew that Youye was probably the only magic-path cultivator in the Secret Realm, or rather, the only one in her faction.
If Youye had any trustworthy companions, she wouldn’t be reacting like this.
“There are only two options now: either you keep fighting that Dried Corpse to the death here, or I go call people over to help us deal with it. You pick.”
Youye pressed her lips tight, making Hua Jian a bit worried she might bite her pale lips until they bled.
After a long time, Youye finally growled in frustration, “Fine, we’ll do it your way.”
The Elder had warned her that the Five Flower Valley cultivators were never trustworthy; their schemes were always full of self-interest and designed to benefit themselves the most.
But often, the Five Flower Valley’s plans really did work—just like now.
If there had been a better way, Youye wouldn’t have chosen Hua Jian’s idea, but she had no other option.
“Mind your attitude, will you? If you’re so unhappy, then keep fighting the Dried Corpse. I’m not stopping you.”
Seeing Youye’s frustrated look, Hua Jian inwardly rejoiced, though she kept a sour expression on her face.
I’m giving you ideas and you’re still so picky? It’s like biting the hand that feeds you.
I’ll sell you out—clothes and all! Hua Jian thought with a sinister grin.
“Hmph!”
“Fine, then you keep sulking. I’m going to call people from the Core Zone. When you’re done being mad, hide yourself. Don’t let anyone see you.”
“Don’t worry. No one will see me.” Youye clenched her fists and said coldly.
Hua Jian shivered involuntarily. That sentence carried another meaning, like a killer saying this mission will have no witnesses—not just because they were skilled enough to avoid all eyes, but maybe because they eliminated all witnesses.
From Hua Jian’s shallow understanding of Youye, she suspected it was more likely the latter.
“You… be careful. Don’t screw up.”
“Stop babbling and do your job.”
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Hua Jian had originally planned to stall on the way, hoping Youye’s evil plan would fail due to time constraints.
But as if foreseeing the outcome, Youye decisively decided to personally escort Hua Jian to the Core Zone.
Her reason was practical—Hua Jian was a Lingshi cultivator and flew too slowly. Youye, a Ling King, flying together would ensure Hua Jian’s plan took effect in the shortest time.
And so, Hua Jian was like a little chick caught by an eagle, flying swiftly through the sky.
The cold wind rushing against them was fierce and sharp as a blade.
Hua Jian thought Youye was far less considerate than Linglong when it came to carrying passengers.
When Linglong flew her, she at least shielded her from the wind!
Is this the difference between the righteous and the magic path? How real.
“Can’t you… at least shield me from the wind!” Hua Jian shouted in annoyance against the howling gale.
“Huh?” Youye sounded puzzled. What was this request to shield the wind? It was already a favor to carry Hua Jian along. Why was this Five Flower Valley girl so demanding?
Recalling the Elder’s words about the Five Flower Valley cultivators, Youye’s face flickered with understanding. They really were as petty and pushy as the Elder said.
Dealing with people like this required a tough hand—not to be fooled by their sweet words.
With that, she increased her flying speed.
The wind battered Hua Jian’s face even harder, prompting even angrier outbursts.
“%￥#@!” (Five Flower Valley curse)
Youye selectively ignored the stream of Five Flower Valley-style profanity flowing from Hua Jian’s mouth.
The wind was too loud to hear; she told Hua Jian to take her complaints up with her teleportation technique!
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