Chapter 240: Becoming a Demon!

Ye Huanhuan felt a sudden pang of alarm.

Ye Qingran, how could you have such a horrifying side?

In Ye Huanhuan's shocked gaze, Ye Qingran flashed like lightning, seized her throat, and slammed her against the courtyard wall.

Pfft~

Her back struck the hard Green Stone, and a mouthful of blood spurted from Ye Huanhuan's mouth!

"Ye Qingran, if you kill me, your children… will never be found again!" Ye Huanhuan gritted her teeth.

Because Ye Qingran was choking her, speaking was extremely difficult. The intense pain left her limp, seeing stars.

Do you think I wouldn't dare kill you? Do you think you could keep living after doing that just because you're strong? I tell you, in my eyes you're nothing but an ant! I kept you only because you still had value—but now that you've spoken those words, even that value is gone!

The pressure in her hand increased.

At this moment, Ye Qingran's eyes were blood-red, her complexion as pale as snow, endless killing aura swirling around her, like a hellish Shura!

She finally understood that long‑lingering intuition.

The so‑called secret hidden between them was that she had two children!

She didn't know it, but Ye Huanhuan thought she did!

Ye Huanhuan finally panicked.

"Ye Qingran, your children were killed by Lin Xueyan, it has nothing to do with me—I only took your Spiritual Root; if you want to kill someone, go kill her…"

"Lin Xueyan? Rest assured, I will eventually take her life. But before that, I'll send you to hell!"

Ye Huanhuan tried to resist, yet Ye Qingran, who had no Spiritual Root, possessed astonishing strength—she couldn't even lift a hand to fight back!

Her heart sank to the depths of the valley.

"Ye Qingran, I—I am a disciple of the Xuan… Yuan Sword Sect! If you kill me, my master will… avenge me!"

"Is that so? Just a Qingyun Sword Immortal—I'll kill one if he comes, a pair if he comes as a pair!" Ye Qingran was now shrouded in thick dark aura.

Ye Huanhuan naturally didn't believe Ye Qingran had such power. She thought Ye Qingran had gone mad! If she had known she would go this crazy, she wouldn't have told her that secret!

Just as Ye Huanhuan thought she was surely going to die today, the pressure on her neck suddenly eased.

"Cough…" She slid down the wall to the ground, clutching her throat in a fit of coughing.

Ye Huanhuan thought Ye Qingran dared not attack her for fear of retaliation from the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect.

But then she heard Ye Qingran say from above: "You're right—you may no longer be the Crown Princess, but you're still a disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect."

"Just killing you would be too cheap! I want you to live, to watch your most precious things slip away one by one, until you fall into the abyss and are despised by all—then I'll personally send you to hell! Tsk tsk, that's far more fun than simply killing you…"

She had endured five years; a little while more wouldn't matter.

Ye Huanhuan, aren't you a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Immortal? Aren't you proud to be of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect?

Then I'll have the Qingyun Sword Immortal cast you out, and make the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect your nightmare!

Ye Huanhuan was horrified to the point of despair.

Ye Qingran, is she a demon?

Ye Qingran didn't know how she had returned to Ting Yu Xuan.

In the room, seeing Ye Qingran lost and as if struck by a heavy blow, Han Xing and Leng Yue were anxious.

After all these years, I've never seen the young lady like this!

"Miss?" Han Xing called out tentatively.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Leng Yue continued.

Just as they received no reply and didn't know what to do, two streams of clear tears suddenly rolled down Ye Qingran's cheeks.

Han Xing and Leng Yue's hearts clenched instantly.

"Xing Er, Yue Er." Ye Qingran called softly.

"Miss, we're here!"

"Just now I went to find Ye Huanhuan and finally solved that mystery."

Han Xing and Leng Yue nodded.

They knew that mystery—it was the fundamental reason they didn't kill Ye Huanhuan!

"What is it?"

Ye Qingran lowered her eyelids, looking at the two girls before her.

"As it turns out, back then I was pregnant with twins!"

Boom~

To Han Xing and Leng Yue, this news was like a bolt from the blue!

Their faces turned pale.

As it turns out, they've been mistaken all these years…

Leng Yue suddenly recalled that day by Qingshan Lake, when she heard Meng Yao was pregnant with twins, a thought flashed through her mind…

Her heart filled with endless regret.

If only she had discovered this sooner, how wonderful it would have been!

No wonder the young lady, after finding Xiao Hu, didn't feel the expected relief.

As it turns out, there is still another child, whose fate is unknown!

"Miss, don't blame yourself too much—it's not your fault!"

"Yes, miss, don't be too sad—at least, there's still time!"

Ye Qingran slowly nodded.

She was just too hard on herself.

That child, so small, was ripped from her womb, alone and helpless… As a mother, she failed to protect her—how could she not blame herself?

Ye Qingran gazed out the window; the sky was vast and hazy, the blue sea flowed emptily—where was her child now?

"Could Xiao Chen be that child?" Leng Yue suddenly asked.

Ye Qingran's back stiffened.

If the test report hadn't come out yet, she might still have doubted.

But that report had shattered all her hopes.

"Xiao Chen secretly took my blood and did a bloodline detection..." Ye Qingran's voice sounded dim, the desolation on her face already explained everything.

Han Xing Leng Yue pressed her lips, feeling immense loss.

If Xiao Chen were the young lady's child, how wonderful that would be!

But how could such a coincidence exist in this world?

"Young lady, I believe that child is surely still alive, and just like Xiao Hu before, he's looking for you!"

"Mm-hmm, young lady, Xiao Hu is so smart; that child must be just as smart. Maybe he's somewhere, doing well. Don't worry about him. We'll find him!"

Knowing Han Xing Leng Yue was comforting her, Ye Qingran nodded. She wasn't that fragile a person. It's just that suddenly learning she had two children was too shocking.

Crying wouldn't help, rushing wouldn't help; the urgent task is to find that child!

Ye Qingran's eyes narrowed, she said in a low voice: "Xing Er, Yue Er, quickly arrange people to search; as soon as you find someone similar, do a bloodline detection!"

Han Xing Leng Yue agreed repeatedly.

"Young lady, what about Ye Huanhuan..." Since she's no longer useful, shouldn't you kill her?

"I didn't kill her."

Han Xing Leng Yue both were stunned, a hint of unwillingness flickering in their eyes.

Ye Qingran explained: "I want her to also feel the taste of losing everything!" Her hand resting on her thigh clenched tightly, veins bulging, showing her anger.