Chapter 741: An unbridled life, quick to settle debts (1/2)

Han Yunxi was simply testing the sword sect master’s breaking point! If Duanmu Yao really died, then he would have something to fight about with Long Feiye! On the sidelines, Cang Qiuzi had long given up defending himself against the second and third elder’s interrogation and censure. He didn’t even care about his ruined reputation anymore, excited at the prospect of Duanmu Yao’s death.

Once she dies, Celestial Mountain will succumb to chaos and I’ll win this game!

Veins popped out on the sword sect master’s face from his rage. He glared at Han Yunxi with enough venom to kill.

“Han Yunxi!” Granny You shouted as she pushed aside Long Feiye’s sword. But he was quick to point its tip at her throat, rendering her frozen in place and unable to talk.

Han Yunxi had no fear. She swept her gaze over the surrounding crowd and asked, “You guys say something. Does she deserve to be saved?”

It was as if she spoke to a soundless world. Nobody dared to say “she doesn’t,” but none of them wanted to say “she does.” None of them imagined that the fairy-like beauty, Duanmu Yao, was a hypocrite with a viper’s heart. For the male disciples especially, her beautiful image in their minds had vanished into thin air. Cang Xiaoying wore an icy smile. Despite the fact that her father’s reputation was ruined, Duanmu Yao was utterly discredited. This was enough to keep her happy for days. As long as the girl died, she would be the first and foremost amongst Celestial Mountain’s female disciples now.

Duanmu Yao laid sprawled at Han Yunxi’s feet as she bled from multiple orifices. With life and death hanging in the balance, she had dissolved into a mass of sobbing beyond all reason. The sword sect master’s turbid gaze had already concentrated into a fine killing hum radiating off his blade. But before he could point his weapon, Duanmu Yao began to shout.

“I was framed! Master, senior brother…Han Yunxi, I was framed!”

“Sobsob…I was framed, Cang Qiuzi forced me to do everything! He made me!”

“I didn’t want to, but Cang Qiuzi was worried that senior brother would vie for the position of sect leader. Over the past few years, he’s been forcing me to work with him!”

Duanmu Yao tugged at Han Yunxi’s dress as she pleaded. “Han Yunxi, it was Cang Qiuzi who made me do this. He…he…. He assaulted me, then threatened to tell everyone if I didn’t cooperate. He wanted to destroy my reputation! Han Yunxi, believe me! Han Yunxi, now I’ve really told you everything, you have to believe me!”

This…

A hush fell upon the crowd as deathly stillness settled upon the scene. No one thought things would go so far, much less that Duanmu Yao and Cang Qiuzi had such shameless relations. Han Yunxi herself was shocked. All she wanted to do was force the inside story from Duanmu Yao. She never realized the woman had such a dirty deal with Cang Qiuzi! The silence now was absolute. No one could find any sign of Cang Qiuzi amongst them, so they directed their gazes at Cang Xiaoying.

Each and every look was filled with disdain, mockery, and disgust. Cang Xiaoying felt extremely ashamed as her mind turned blank. She never expected her own father to do such filthy deeds. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and muffled her mouth before pushing the crowd aside to fly away.

Cang Qiuzi stood rooted to his spot until Cang Xiaoying’s fleeing, crying form brought him back to his senses. Although he’d assaulted Duanmu Yao to threaten her, he had never planned to expose them in public.

Duanmu Yao is simply…she’s stupid beyond belief! Does she think she’ll gain Han Yunxi’s sympathy with something like that? What a joke.

All of the killing intent on the sword sect master’s face had evaporated, to be replaced with a quiet stillness. He seemed to have turned into a statue–not even the sound of breathing came from his form. Only his gaze grew murkier by the second, as if he was on the verge of losing all reason. Han Yunxi finally took out the antidote from her pouch just as Long Feiye caught her by the hand.

“What are you doing?” he murmured in a low voice.

“If she dies, Cang Qiuzi will be the happiest one of all. Then our troubles will only increase!” Han Yunxi was very clear minded. She broke free of Long Feiye’s grasp and knelt down to feed Duanmu Yao the antidote. At the same time, a fierce sword qi came flying at her from midair. Long Feiye raised his sword to buffet the blow, allowing Han Yunxi to smoothly feed the girl her antidote. Once Duanmu Yao was sure she’d taken the medicine, she finally relaxed and succumbed to unconsciousness.

Han Yunxi stood up to speak to the sword sect master, only to find that there was something wrong with his eyes. She grew inwardly alarmed. His wandering, distant gaze seemed to hint at signs of madness!

Could it be…

She was about to tell Long Feiye when he suddenly pulled her behind him and pointed his sword in the direction of the previous attack. “Cang Qiuzi, are you too ashamed to show your face?”

Cang Qiuzi appeared from behind a rock with a furious shout, “Duanmu Yao, that treacherous disciples. She might have committed all sorts of sins, but she disappoint this old man’s care for her sake! Now she has the gall to smear this old man’s name. If I don’t kill her, I’ll never rest!”

What a pretentious speech!

But the people present were all intelligent enough to figure out what was going on. There was no threatening or blackmail between the pair. They were clearly in cahoots and had no shame. Duanmu Yaohad the sword sect master’s favoritism, so even Cang Qiuzi had to yield before her. If she didn’t go seeking trouble for herself, how would he have been able to threaten her in the first place? On the other hand, if Cang Qiuzi really was so righteous, why did he still come off as shady? Of all the people Duanmu Yao could implicate, why did she pick him?

“Things like that come from mutual consent. Martial Uncle Cang, you’re certainly fortunate in your love affairs! Haha,” someone yelled boldly from the crowd. Immediately, roars of laughter followed in his wake, leaving Cang Qiuzi’s face alternating between shades of red and white.

“Long Feiye,” he roared, “Get out of the way. Otherwise, this old man will kill you too!”