Chapter 1616: Resentment and Grievance

"No need!" Chu Chuyan's voice suddenly rose, sounding unusually agitated.

Seeming to realize her tone was uncharacteristic, she quickly explained, "It's mainly because Zhiyin from Lihentian just came by, and now you're here too, making my mind unsettled. If you want to help me, Brother Luo, please leave quickly."

By the end, her voice sounded as if she was gritting her teeth, enduring something.

Luo Wucheng was startled. He knew that Aunt Yan's "Supreme Emotion-Severing Scripture" was easily affected by emotional fluctuations. He quickly cupped his hands and said, "So you were cultivating, Junior Sister. It's all that brat Zhiyin's fault. I'll go settle scores with him first. There's plenty of time later; I'll ask you to explore with me another day."

With that, he hurried away. Outside the courtyard, Zhiyin, who had been feeling a bit uneasy, felt greatly relieved when he saw Luo Wucheng emerge alone.

"I knew Fairy Chu wouldn't come out with another man. That charcoal face got rejected, didn't he?"

Seeing the other man stomping over angrily, Zhiyin couldn't resist gloating, "Who was just making all those big promises? You still came out alone with your tail between your legs, didn't you?"

"You brat, how dare you say that!" Luo Wucheng immediately swung his fist at him. It was all this kid's fault for visiting in the middle of the night and almost causing his junior sister to suffer a cultivation deviation.

Zhiyin was furious. "You're angry because your own boasts fell flat, and you dare to take it out on me? Who's afraid of you?"

The two quickly devolved into a brawl. Fortunately, both knew their limits and only used their fists and feet, refraining from using their vital energy. Otherwise, if others discovered them, their eligibility for the competition would be jeopardized.

After a while, however, their tempers flared, and they unknowingly began to use combat techniques.

Just then, a sharp reprimand came from nearby: "What are you doing? Stop!"

Unfortunately, both were too caught up in their fight to listen, thinking they would beat the other into a pulp even if it meant being disqualified.

At that moment, a cold snort echoed nearby, like a bucket of ice water being poured over their heads.

They felt a white-clad figure effortlessly wave a hand, and they were instantly separated. In that instant, it felt as though all their meridians had frozen, rendering them unable to continue fighting.

Luo Wucheng was the first to recognize the figure and hastily bowed, "Greetings, Aunt Yan!"

Only then did Zhiyin notice a woman in white before them. Although veiled, her entire being seemed to emit a dreamlike aura. He felt a sense of inferiority just by looking at her. "Junior greets Master Yan."

At the same time, he was inwardly aghast. Although Yan Xuehen was a recognized Grandmaster, subduing both of them with a single move was simply too astonishing.

One must know that both he and Luo Wucheng were among the most outstanding disciples of the younger generation. Either of them might not lose against some elder-level figures, let alone when they joined forces.

"What exactly are you two doing? Do you both intend to become famous for being disqualified from the sect's grand competition?" Yan Xuehen's voice was icy, her gaze finally resting on Luo Wucheng.

She didn't care about Zhiyin from Lihentian, but Luo Wucheng was a seeded participant from White Jade City. If he were disqualified because of this, it would be a huge loss for White Jade City.

Except when facing Zu An, she was actually quite imposing. The two previously arrogant young men now didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Wucheng, tell me, what happened?" Seeing them behave like quails, Yan Xuehen couldn't help but call on him by name. "It's all this guy's fault for disturbing Junior Sister Chu in the middle of the night. She was cultivating, and it affected her so much she almost suffered a cultivation deviation," Luo Wucheng said, glaring fiercely at Zhiyin.

Zhiyin looked bewildered and immediately retorted, "Nonsense! Fairy Chu was perfectly fine when I left. You clearly disturbed her, and now you're trying to blame me!"

"This thick-browed, big-eyed fellow usually seems so righteous. How can he be so shameless now?"

As the two were about to argue, a white blur flashed, and Yan Xuehen's figure was gone, leaving only a faint, cool fragrance in the night air.

At this moment, Yan Xuehen was burning with anxiety. Wang Wuxie's grand reception at the Golden Summit today – as a high-ranking member of the Nine Sects, how could she not know who he was greeting?

She hadn't expected that she had just left Yi City and come to Purple Mountain to avoid him, only for him to follow right after. He was truly impossible to shake off.

For a moment, a thought even crossed her mind: could this be destiny, meeting across a thousand li?

But she quickly snapped out of it. To clear her mind of chaotic thoughts, she had specifically found a quiet spot in the vast Purple Mountain to meditate. It had taken considerable effort to calm herself, only to return and hear that something had happened to Chu Chuyan. How could she not be alarmed?

Meanwhile, after Luo Wucheng left, Zu An was quite displeased. "Why are so many men looking for you in the middle of the night?"

That 'Brother Ji' was one thing, but Luo Wucheng, also a disciple of White Jade City and Chu Chuyan's senior brother, would naturally have frequent contact with her. This immediately gave him a sense of crisis.

"How was I supposed to know they'd all go crazy today?" Chu Chuyan suddenly pursed her lips and smiled. "Actually, I've always had many admirers. If you're not good to me, you'll have to be careful... Ah~"

She quickly gave in, hastily begging for mercy, "I'm just kidding! I usually focus on my cultivation. There's no room for anyone else but you."

Only then was Zu An slightly satisfied. He knew Chu Chuyan's personality well, but in that situation, a man's instincts had made him involuntarily assert his claim over her.

Chu Chuyan complained softly, "A'Zu, you hurt me just now."

"I'm sorry," Zu An apologized, kissing her tenderly. The stormy passion subsided, replaced by gentle warmth.

Chu Chuyan moaned softly, tightly embracing her lover. After their recent intimacy, she was deeply aroused.

Just then, Yan Xuehen's urgent voice came from outside: "Chuyan, what's wrong?"

The two in the room instantly stiffened in shock. Chu Chuyan's body tensed. How could Zu An restrain himself...?

Chu Chuyan's mind went blank, and she couldn't help but let out a clear, high-pitched cry like a phoenix fledgling.

Yan Xuehen's expression instantly became very telling. If it were before, she might have been confused, but now, as someone experienced, how could she not understand what was happening?

Rage points from Yan Xuehen +911 +911 +911...

She didn't know why she was so furious. Was it anger at her disciple for lacking self-respect, or was it something else?

"How is Junior Sister Chu (Fairy Chu)?" It turned out that after Luo Wucheng and Zhiyin saw Yan Xuehen leave, they had no inclination to continue fighting. Worried about Chu Chuyan's condition, they followed her.

However, their pace was much slower than Yan Xuehen's, and they only arrived now.

"Get out!" Yan Xuehen's voice was as cold as perpetual snow. With a casual wave of her hand, a tremendous force erupted, sweeping the two men several miles away.

When they scrambled to their feet, disheveled, they were both internally shocked. Although Yan Xuehen was usually aloof, she was extremely well-mannered, and no one had ever heard her utter harsh words. Now, she was clearly enraged to the extreme, so they naturally dared not provoke her further and could only return with heavy hearts.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Chu Chuyan was kneeling on the ground, a look of awkward shame on her face, apologizing to Yan Xuehen: "Master, I was wrong."

Yan Xuehen glanced at her. Chu Chuyan's face was flushed, her usually neat hair was disheveled, and her clothes were clearly put on in a hurry. Yet, she didn't look messy at all; instead of her usual coldness, she exuded a lazy, alluring charm.

Even as a woman, Yan Xuehen felt a stir, and she had to admit that such a beauty was truly blessed by heaven, embodying the essence of spiritual energy.

However, seeing her body still uncontrollably trembling beneath her loose robes, and the lingering passionate scent in the air, she became furious. "Where is that bastard Zu? Why doesn't he dare to come out and face me!"

Chu Chuyan hung her head in shame, thinking, "How could A'Zu dare to stay here? You'd tear him to shreds."

"But that scoundrel ran so fast. I wonder if he even managed to get dressed properly..."

Yan Xuehen was about to scold her, but seeing her kneeling so piteously, her eyelids twitched. Despite her intense anger, she helped her up. "I know your character. I assume that brat forced you. You rest well. I'll go have a thorough talk with him."

By the end, she was gritting her teeth slightly.

Chu Chuyan, however, was startled. Knowing her master's temperament, and fearing that she would kill Zu An in her rage, she quickly hugged her leg. "Master, I did it willingly. It has nothing to do with him."

Yan Xuehen's face alternated between red and white as countless thoughts surged within her. Finally, she let out a long sigh, "What a curse!"

Chu Chuyan was puzzled, wondering why her master called it a "curse."

However, remembering that her actions were indeed a great transgression in White Jade City, she dared not say another word.

After a moment, Yan Xuehen looked coldly at her disciple. "Do you know why I didn't want you to have contact with him during this period?"

"I know, Master. You were worried that my emotions would fluctuate greatly with him, which could easily affect the state of mind required for the 'Supreme Emotion-Severing Scripture' and lead to me losing to the Demonic Sect's Saintess." A hint of guilt flashed in Chu Chuyan's eyes. She had indeed been too willful, disappointing her master's expectations and betraying White Jade City's nurturing.

Seeming to perceive her thoughts, Yan Xuehen shook her head. "Actually, losing to the Demonic Sect's Saintess isn't a big deal. I don't care about White Jade City's reputation. But you can lose to the Demonic Sect's Saintess; you absolutely cannot lose to Qiu Honglei."