Chapter 24

Mu Yuanzheng didn't notice; when he said that, Mu Qingrou and Dongfang Xuan beside him were both stunned.

Most people present had never seen Ye Qingran's full appearance, but they had.

That face is definitely not ugly!

Not only is she not ugly, she's more beautiful than everyone present!

No way, we can't let Ye Qingran lift her veil!

"Father..." Mu Qingrou shouted, trying to stop him, but Mu Yuanzheng misunderstood her intention.

"Qingrou, go treat your wound quickly; I'll handle this."

Ye Qingran paused before Wuji Hall, sensing Mu Yuanzheng's intent, and involuntarily curled the corner of her mouth.

Want to see her make a fool of herself?

She was actually looking forward to it!

"Steward Mu, are you sure?"

Mu Yuanzheng frowned, feeling something was off, but then he thought: since Ye Qingran had been disfigured, she must be wearing the veil because she's ugly and unsavory!

Mo Xiaohu covered his mouth and chuckled below.

Meiren Sister's beauty—let alone in the tiny Xiliang City, even placed among the countless beauties of Mo Yuan, she would be first!

Seeing this, everyone's hearts filled with anticipation.

Back then, Ye Qingran was the top beauty of Xiliang City.

Five years ago, Ye Qingran went missing; it was said her appearance was ruined, her face covered in intersecting scars, truly terrifying.

They were very curious just how unsightly Ye Qingran's face was!

"This is Wuji Hall's rule!" Mu Yuanzheng said with a strictly businesslike attitude.

"Since it's Wuji Hall's rule, I'll naturally obey." Ye Qingran nodded, reached behind her ear, and lifted her veil before everyone's eyes.

When that face was fully revealed before everyone's eyes, everyone's expressions changed.

There were no expected intersecting scars, nor any frightening toxic birthmarks.

Instead, there was ice‑clear skin and a lotus‑like visage.

Her cloud‑high bun, graceful arched brows, vermilion lips bright, teeth white and fresh, clear eyes gazing kindly—every detail exquisitely carved, flawless, as if favored by creation.

She stood there, graceful as a startled swan, agile as a swimming dragon—like a light cloud veiling the moon, a flowing wind returning snow.

She could be called a peerless beauty, resembling the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, a peerless charm that could topple a city, with radiant splendor.

Gazes flickered with complex emotion, faces brimming with shock.

Who would have thought Ye Qingran could be so stunningly beautiful!

Shock turned into awe.

Xiliang City never lacks beauties—from the female general Lu Shengnan of the manor, to the Ye family genius Ye Huanhuan; from the imperial Thirteenth Princess to Xiliang City's top beauty Lin Xueyan.

Though their charms differ, all are peerless beauties of the world.

Yet even with myriad charms, placed before Ye Qingran they lose a third of their allure.

Ye Qingran lowered her veil, gave a faint smile, and turned to enter Wuji Hall.

Myriad splendors vanished in an instant.

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, a thought arose in their hearts: the beauty of Xiliang City, Ye Qingran, is on one level, while the rest of the people are on another—an astonishing idea!

They looked at the dazed Mu Yuanzheng and couldn't help finding it funny.

If Ye Qingran were ugly, wouldn't Xiliang City be overrun with ghosts and Shura everywhere?

Mu Qingrou, Zhao Ya, Ye Sisi and the others were consumed by jealousy, wishing they could go up and tear that face apart!

Mu Yuanzheng finally reacted, wondering what Mu Qingrou had wanted to say before he interrupted her…

He regretted it deeply.

Not only did they fail to make Ye Qingran embarrass herself on the spot, but they gave her this opportunity, stunning countless people!

But the fact that Ye Qingran was disfigured five years ago is undeniable; how can there be no trace of it now?

Inside Wuji Hall, the vast hall was already packed with people, all prominent figures from Donglin Country.

At the front of the hall stood a golden statue three meters tall. The figure in the statue held a Supreme Wheel in his left hand and grasped an Eastern Yellow Bell in his right, his posture heroic and majestic, his eyes like lightning, his whole body exuding a powerful aura.

The Human Emperor, Wuji!

A mighty one who inaugurated a new era!

Wuji Hall is what he founded.

However, the Wuji Halls of various countries are merely branches; the true core, the headquarters of Wuji Hall founded by the Human Emperor Wuji back then, is said to be located within the Xi Ji Shengyu.

Even Ye Qingran couldn't help but feel a bit solemn.

The path of cultivation is long and arduous; those who can reach the pinnacle are few and far between, let alone influencing an era with one's own power.

The great waves wash away the sand; clouds and winds converge.

Ye Qingran couldn't help but think of her previous life.

In that Era of Spirit Restoration, she stirred up clouds and rain, wielding power over all directions.

But in the thirty-first century's Huaxia, technology still dominates, and the degree of spirit restoration is not high.

Now, coming here is like going from a pond to a vast, boundless sea.

In the vast sea, the fish leaps freely.

Even though geniuses gather like clouds here and dangers abound, she must surely soar to the height of ninety thousand li!

Upon seeing Ye Qingran enter, many people showed looks of contempt.

Although Ye Qingran defeated Dongfang Xuan and Mu Qingrou, they felt no trace of Mysterious Force Wave from her, meaning she is not a cultivator.

Her victory is likely due to that seemingly ordinary stick that actually hides profound secrets.

A waste who cannot cultivate—what good does it do even if he gets into Wuji Hall?

Just a petty clown!

"Sorry, there are really too many people who came to attend the Azure Cloud Grand Assembly today, and there are no extra seats left."

Mu Yuanzheng gave a glance, and then a person from Wuji Hall walked up to Ye Qingran, wearing an arrogant look, and said.

Everyone present wore a look of watching a show.

"Ye Qingran, you say—you went to all that trouble to get into Wuji Hall, yet you don't even have a place to stay? Why bother?"

"Exactly! Ye Qingran, don't force yourself to enter a world that doesn't belong to you—you'll only be laughed at."

"Some people just lack any self-awareness—General Dingyuan has been dead for years, yet they still think they have something to rely on."

……

Endless humiliation came from all sides.

Ye Qingran found it amusing.

You want to humiliate her this way?

Since she dared to attend the Azure Cloud Grand Assembly, she naturally had prepared in advance.

Ye Sisi, seeing this, couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile, thinking: Ye Qingran, you think that a single lucky break means you can actually overturn heaven and earth?

But before she could be happy for long, she heard…

"Miss Ye, the National Master invites you to the private room for a chat."

Fu San stood in the corridor outside the private room's door, expressionless, yet in his heart he cursed that Your Majesty is truly fickle—just now he said he wouldn't help, and now he changed his mind.

"What? The National Master?"

Everyone's faces showed shock.