"What?" Yong Shanling managed to stand up, looking at him with some confusion.
Mu Yijie didn't say a word. He just stared coldly ahead into the darkness, his hand gripping the wooden sword even tighter.
"Sure enough, you really live up to your name, Yong Shanling. This calm and indifferent you now is your true face, isn't it?" A tall and straight figure slowly emerged from the darkness. A ray of light shone on his face, revealing a completely unfamiliar visage.
However, Yong Shanling found the voice extremely familiar. Her pupils constricted. That familiar husky voice—wasn't it Xiao Qinghe's?
"What did you do to Xiao Qinghe?" Yong Shanling couldn't help but step forward and shout sternly.
"Xiao Qinghe? Hahaha—Who would have thought that in the end, it would be you, the always cold - hearted one, who would care about me. This is really—" The smile on his face gradually faded, and he stared at the two of them coldly. "It's really disgusting!"
"I don't believe you don't know who she really is," Mu Yijie suddenly spoke up, his fair little face full of mockery. "After all, with the level of attention you've paid to us, it's impossible for you not to be clear about the situation of your own enemy, Ye Qinghe."
Ye Qinghe's expression froze. He stared at them viciously with a glint in his eyes. "So what? Anyway, both of you are going to die."
"Why? I don't understand. Were all those life - and - death friendships between us just an illusion?" Yong Shanling stared at Ye Qinghe painfully with red eyes. After a while, she said hesitantly, "And are you really Xiao Qinghe? You don't look like him at all. Moreover, the Disguise Pill can only work for a few hours at most. How could you have never been exposed?"
Ye Qinghe stared at Yong Shanling's body as if he could see through her soul. His eyes seemed to be churning with thousands of emotions, but in the end, they all turned into a trace of hatred. His voice seemed to come from the abyss, hoarse and cold. "That was just my trick. As for the friendship, it was just to repay your life - saving grace before. Today, I'm going to take both of your lives."
Yong Shanling was frightened by the intense hatred in his eyes and couldn't help but take a step back. She murmured to herself, "Why? I don't have any grudges against you, do I?"
Yong Shanling wracked her brains but couldn't figure out why they had come to this point. They were clearly the best of friends. She taught him cultivation and alchemy. In Beishan, she and Uncle Shu carried him on their backs and fled three hundred miles overnight. Were all these things fake?
Hearing Yong Shanling's question, Ye Qinghe gave a bitter smile, and the hatred in his eyes grew stronger. "She lost her life because of you, yet you ask why? How absurd and ridiculous!" As he said this, he looked at her with tears in his eyes.
Yong Shanling couldn't help but take a step forward and said anxiously, "I've never hurt a human being. Are you mistaken?"
"Yes! It's you and your good uncle!" He stared intently at Yong Shanling, and his words were like a hissing snake. "It seems you've forgotten Jiang Xiaoxiao, who made a fool of herself at the banquet before. Don't you know? She's dead, right that very night. That girl who was afraid of pain actually cut her own wrist. If it weren't for you, if you hadn't bounced that medicine back onto her, if you hadn't made her wake up right then, how could she have died in the end!"
By the end, his voice was almost a roar from his throat. His whole body trembled, and the veins on his hands popped out.
"My goodness, I was just afraid that something might happen to her if she kept being unconscious, so I..." Yong Shanling stammered incoherently, her eyes full of panic. If she had known it was an aphrodisiac earlier, how could she have just bounced it back like that? And in the end, the one who got hurt was a little girl who had always chatted well with her.
Seeing Yong Shanling in a state of utter despair, Mu Yijie stared at Ye Qinghe with hawk - like eyes. "So this is why you leaked the news that I, a person with merits, was coming to Liwan Town to others. After Ling'er was captured, you leaked the news to me again, making me watch helplessly as Ling'er was bought by others, powerless to do anything?" Mu Yijie deduced Ye Qinghe's state of mind at that time based on his words and then said with a faint smile, "You probably didn't expect that I would rescue Ling'er. Angry and enraged, you didn't care about the risk of being exposed and led those who were tracking the Washing Spirit Pill behind us. Then you found someone to kidnap Ling'er and were going to do it yourself. But you still failed."
"Yes, so what? This time, you will surely die in my hands. Just based on your half - baked Golden Core stage, I'm going to take your lives." After Ye Qinghe finished speaking, he directly charged at them with his sword in hand, his eyes full of killing intent.
Although Mu Yijie was a second late in reacting, he quickly came to his senses. He directly took out his wooden sword and rushed forward, frantically mobilizing his spiritual power to fight Ye Qinghe. Through the previous battles, Mu Yijie had quickly mastered the abilities of the Golden Core stage.
The two collided constantly in this narrow space. Swords and blades couldn't be fully wielded here. They glanced at each other and simultaneously put away their swords, starting a brutal hand - to - hand fight.
Yong Shanling watched helplessly as the two of them seemed to be facing their mortal enemies, desperately attacking each other. She watched as more and more bruises and bloodstains appeared on their bodies.
The more Ye Qinghe fought, the more shocked he became. He knew that the soul in this body was just a Foundation - Building stage cultivator. Even if he had changed his body, how many people could quickly master a power dozens of times stronger than before? He couldn't let him grow up, or it would surely be the end of their Jiang family.
He had already lost one relative. He mustn't lose the rest.
Thinking of this, his movements became even more crazy. He almost fought by trading injuries for injuries.
"Do you really think your sister committed suicide?" Mu Yijie suddenly spoke up, making Ye Qinghe stop his movements. However, Mu Yijie immediately seized the opportunity. He nimbly grabbed Ye Qinghe's shoulder, spun in mid - air, and firmly pinned Ye Qinghe under him.
"What did you mean just now? Didn't my sister commit suicide because of you?" Ye Qinghe didn't struggle. He just looked up stubbornly at Mu Yijie.
Mu Yijie slowly took out the Immortal - Binding Rope from his storage bag and tied Ye Qinghe up in a sailor's knot. Then he straightened up, gasped for breath, and sat on the ground.
"Do you know when I started to suspect you?"
"Don't change the subject. Tell me, what do you know?" Ye Qinghe didn't want to hear how he had been exposed. He didn't care.
Mu Yijie ignored his words. He glanced at Yong Shanling not far away and then continued, "Before you appeared in front of me, I had already found out that there was another child in your Jiang family. He died prematurely when he was young, but I learned from other sources that you just became a cultivator and still had contact with the Jiang family."