Chapter 146: Ghost-Faced Youth

If it weren't for my father's warning not to cause trouble, I would have beaten them until they were looking for their teeth all over the ground! What are they even?! Weng Mingshu said, face full of indignation.

I've seen plenty of their kind! Give them a little pleasant face, and they'll think we like them, then keep pestering us endlessly!

Weng Mingshu snorted coldly repeatedly.

As she was about to say something, she noticed Yuan Yao staring at her without blinking; being stared at like that, she inexplicably felt a bit uneasy.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Weng Mingshu asked in a stiff tone.

Yuan Yao suddenly asked, "Do you have someone you like?"

Upon hearing that, Weng Mingshu's fair little face instantly flushed red, and the image of that Formless Immortal Venerable involuntarily appeared in her mind.

"... No... no."

"That means you do." Seeing her like that, Yuan Yao instantly guessed. She couldn't help recalling that, in the Wuduan Mijing, when Lu Xiangxiang saw her, Weng Mingshu's gaze... was very much like looking at a love rival.

Yuan Yao stared at Weng Mingshu and warned, "I'm telling you, no matter who you like, don't like that Formless Immortal Venerable."

Weng Mingshu furrowed her brows, "Why? Could it be that you like him too?"

In order to make her give up the idea of liking the male lead Xu Ruizhi, Yuan Yao had no choice but to fabricate an excuse: "Because his feet stink."

Upon hearing that, Weng Mingshu was shocked to the point of staring wide-eyed.

She couldn't imagine that a lofty, mighty, handsome immortal venerable would actually... have stinky feet!

"Really?"

"Absolutely certain."

"How... how do you know? Did you personally smell it?" As she said the last sentence, Weng Mingshu's eyes clearly showed disgust, and her features scrunched up.

Yuan Yao's mouth twitched slightly, "No, I heard it from others."

Weng Mingshu curiously asked, "Who said that?"

"I can't tell you." Yuan Yao feigned mystery, shaking her head, "I've heard he not only has stinky feet, but also doesn't like cleanliness. Would you still like someone like that?"

Weng Mingshu's face was full of complex emotions; she bit her lip, seeming very torn.

Yuan Yao provoked her, "No way, your taste is really that bad?"

Upon hearing that, Weng Mingshu quickly denied, "I won't like him anymore!"

【Target Weng Mingshu, Awakening Value reaches 45.】

Yuan Yao looked at Weng Mingshu thoughtfully, silently thinking: It seems her guess was correct; Weng Mingshu is also one of the vicious female supporting characters in the original novel who deeply loves the male lead Xu Yanzhi.

She must completely cut off her thoughts about Xu Yanzhi.

The male lead Xu Yanzhi is destined to be with the female lead Lu Xiangxiang.

If Weng Mingshu turns love into hatred, she will make a mistake in the future, ruining her life, possibly even dying miserably.

"Mingshu, imagine this: when he takes off his shoes and socks, wow, the stench fills the sky." Yuan Yao said while pinching her own nose in disgust.

Weng Mingshu imagined those scenes in her mind, and immediately she leaned against the wall and retched.

"Ugh... ugh..."

【Target Weng Mingshu, Awakening Value reaches 50. Congratulations, host, you have successfully earned a one-day lifespan reward.】

Yuan Yao felt very satisfied inside; it seemed Weng Mingshu would no longer like that male lead Xu Yanzhi.

…

The two walked out of the alley.

Weng Mingshu's face turned slightly pale; whenever she thought of the Formless Immortal Venerable now, she felt a strong, pungent stench rush over her.

The more she thought about it, the more she developed a resistant attitude toward the Formless Immortal Venerable.

It's too terrifying.

Seeing Weng Mingshu listless, Yuan Yao reached out and patted her shoulder.

Weng Mingshu took a deep breath, giving herself a mental pep talk: "I want to see the lanterns, see the lanterns, see the lanterns!"

Thus, she chanted that all the way.

Soon, the two of them arrived together at the banks of the Spirit Brook Long River, where countless lanterns floated in the river, of various colors and styles, emitting charming light.

Along the Spirit Brook Long River were built several semi-elliptical arched bridges, with many pedestrians climbing them to view the lanterns.

"How beautiful!" Weng Mingshu pointed at one of the lotus lanterns and exclaimed delightedly.

Seeing such a beautiful lantern river for the first time, Yuan Yao felt delighted in her heart and replied with a smile: "Pretty."

The little fox held in her arms also stared blankly.

Suddenly—

A deafening explosion came from the distance.

Bang!

The faces of everyone present changed dramatically; they hurriedly looked up and saw thick smoke mixed with firelight rising from the Heaven-Earth Pavilion in the distance.

"Something happened!" someone shouted.

Then, an almost destructive power pressure suddenly surged forth.

In an instant, sword light blazed in the sky, and explosive sounds continued without cease.

The scene frightened everyone present into panic.

The crowd fell into chaos.

"Mingshu!" Yuan Yao was jostled by someone, then looked up again to find Weng Mingshu had already disappeared.

"Mingshu! Weng Mingshu!" Yuan Yao shouted anxiously.

But the crowd was in utter chaos, people shoving each other, making it impossible for Yuan Yao to search for Mingshu.

She had no choice but to send a message via spiritual sense to Weng Mingshu: "You don't need to look for me; first return to the Travel Lodge and we'll talk."

Then—

Boom!

A heaven-shaking explosive boom rang out, and a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.

Countless people were suppressed by the pressure.

Yuan Yao looked up and saw two figures appear in the sky, moving so fast that no one could make out their motions.

Sword light intertwined, and as sword qi collided, booming sounds rang out repeatedly.

At the same time, the sect leaders and elders of the various sects sprang into action, rushing here.

Yuan Yao also received a message from her senior brothers and sisters; after replying quickly, she looked up and continued watching the two figures battling above.

"The Formless Immortal Sovereign has been ambushed!" someone said.

Yuan Yao heard this, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

When the leaders of the various sects appeared one after another on the high rooftops, they did not rashly join the battle, but instead observed the situation.

At this moment, the sect leaders jointly cast a spell, laying a defensive barrier over the people below to shield them from the pressure.

After the people around felt the pressure lessen, they barely managed to lift their heads and look upward, but after just a few seconds they could no longer bear it.

They felt dizzy and blurry-eyed.

Only Yuan Yao kept her gaze fixed upward; then, at that moment, the two figures above separated, and in that instant she could clearly see their forms.

The young man in dark robes was the Formless Immortal Sovereign, Xu Yanzhi.

And the other person was——

"Xie Yan..." Yuan Yao whispered, her pupils shrinking in disbelief.

The youth still wore white clothes, donned a ghost-fang mask, and held a sword in his left hand.

How could it be him?!

Yet as they continued fighting, many strong cultivators noticed something amiss.

The Formless Immortal Sovereign's strength had actually plummeted!

"The Immortal Sovereign must have been seriously injured before." The Holy Sect Leader narrowed his eyes slightly, a smirk playing on his lips.

Xu Yanzhi's face was grim, his lips slightly pale; he had indeed been seriously injured before.

Xu Yanzhi stared coldly at the ghost-masked youth before him, thinking to himself: Who leaked the news of his injury? …There must be a traitor among his disciples.

The ghost-masked youth's moves were fierce, as if he sought to slay himself with this opportunity.

"Who exactly are you?" Xu Yanzhi blocked with his sword, asking in a cold voice.