Chapter 248: Such a Beauty

Mm!

Feng Yi grinned, looking as happy as a child who just got candy.

On the Xuanwu Platform, Ye Qingran's long sword turned into a stream of light that vanished into the void, becoming countless sword shadows, accompanied by a dragon's roar that came from the void.

Under Ye Qingran's mental control, the myriad sword shadows shifted into various forms, heavier than Feng Yi's earlier display, like Mount Tai hanging overhead—its majestic might left souls trembling.

Feng Yi's eyes glittered with starlight, feeling as if he had gained another insight.

His smile deepened.

Indeed, under his grandmaster ancestor's hand‑on‑hand guidance, he always progressed faster.

He simply loved following his grandmaster ancestor.

Ye Qingran pointed forward with two fingers together; the countless sword shadows all poured down, aiming straight at…

Ling Qingwu!

Ling Qingwu's eyes nearly burst, her pupils shrinking to a point; the shock in her gaze and despair on her face made her look ever more disheveled.

Don't!

She cried out in terror.

Everyone also thought Ling Qingwu was surely dead.

But if she just killed Ling Qingwu, isn't Ye Qingran afraid of retaliation from the Qingyun Sword Immortal?

Boom—

A loud bang rang out; all the sword shadows struck the Xuanwu Platform.

However, contrary to everyone's expectation, the impact did not hit Ling Qingwu's body but landed beside her, blasting a huge pit in the Xuanwu Platform; the shockwave flung Ling Qingwu off the platform, where she fell and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Silence!

Only dust and smoke rose.

Through the choking dust, everyone stared at the figure on the Xuanwu Platform whose hair wasn't even messed up, feeling as if their hearts had taken a ten‑thousand‑point critical hit.

Before the match began, hardly anyone thought Ye Qingran had the strength to defeat Ling Qingwu.

Yet Ye Qingran proved with facts who the true winner was!

Is someone who can defeat the top sword cultivators of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect a piece of trash?

Gazes trembled as they fixed on Ye Qingran, hearts filled with mixed emotions.

Have we misunderstood Ye Qingran all these years?

If someone like this is considered trash, what does that make us?

Trash?

You lost!

From start to finish, Ye Qingran remained expressionless, showing no excitement at having defeated Ling Qingwu.

In her view, it was inevitable.

True, she lacks a Spiritual Root, but so what? She can still cultivate! Moreover, in her previous life she was the strongest cultivator in China.

Sword Dao?

Just a casual flick of the wrist!

Ling Qingwu struggled to her feet, wiped the blood from her mouth, gritted her teeth, eyes full of unwillingness.

"Impossible, you have no Spiritual Root—how can you be this strong?"

"It's not that I'm strong; you're just too weak."

Kill the person, strike the heart!

Ling Qingwu spat out another mouthful of blood.

Ye Qingran walked a few steps forward, stood high on the Xuanwu Platform looking down at Ling Qingwu and said, "You lose, you pay—time to make good on the bet we just made."

Hearing this, the disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect all turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Is Ye Qingran serious?

Make them slap each other?

Isn't that just humiliating them?

They are esteemed disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect!

"Ye Qingran, enough already—don't push your luck!"

"What, are you planning to renege on the debt?"

"So what if we are?"

"Like this… Ah Yi, did you see that move just now? Use it to practice on them."

Ah Yi received the order, walked over to several Xuan Yuan disciples, his aura shocking; the few disciples turned pale with fear.

"Is it Ah Yi who will strike, or will you do it yourselves?"

Let Feng Yi make a move?

They'd probably be left without a bone intact!

After a quick consultation, they gritted their teeth: "We'll do it ourselves!"

Thus, amid endless humiliation, they formed a circle: the first person slapped the second, the second slapped the third, and so on in a cycle.

Standing on the Xuanwu Platform, stared at by countless eyes while slapping each other, this is absolutely the most embarrassing thing these Xuan Yuan Sword Sect disciples have ever done in their lives.

Yet, with tigers eyeing them covetously, they could only endure the humiliation.

"Ye Qingran, we won't let you off!"

Each of them cursed inwardly, their eyes burning with fiery hatred as they looked at Ye Qingran.

"How about it? Haven't eaten? Then I'll still have Ah Yi go up!"

Stop!

The force in the first person's hand suddenly grew heavier, striking the second person until they bled from the nose; the second person, resentful after being hit, could only transfer their grievance onto the next person.

Thus, the blows grew ever stronger!

The crisp sound of slaps rang continuously.

Ye Huanhuan, who had just received a series of slaps, felt an immense sense of grievance.

Ye Qingran emerged not a hair damaged, and even defeated Ling Qingwu, shedding the label of waste.

But she, inexplicably, was being beaten under everyone's watchful eyes!

Who on earth did she offend?

She was truly unwilling to accept it!

Eighty‑one slaps were quickly finished; the disciples of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect each had faces swollen like pigs, nowhere near the haughty demeanor they once flaunted.

Before Ye Huanhuan could catch her breath, Ye Qingran murmured, "Ling Qingwu, who do you intend to make run naked?"

Run naked?

Ling Qingwu clenched her teeth.

"Ye Qingran, you're being too much!"

"Me excessive? Accepting defeat after a bet is natural law, Miss Ling, don't you understand? Or is it that the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect has always been untrustworthy?"

Sharp‑tongued!

Ling Qingwu hated Ye Qingran to death, but in front of the crowd she couldn't overpower the local bully, forced to bite off a tooth, blood mixing as she swallowed it!

If the green hills remain, there's no worry about firewood.

Ye Qingran, we shall be enemies forever!

But of course she would never let herself run naked!

Her gaze fell on that female disciple. The disciple immediately looked pitifully at Ling Qingwu, shaking her head frantically.

Ling Qingwu twisted her eyebrows, then directed her gaze toward Ye Huanhuan.

Ye Huanhuan instantly felt like thorns on her back, her whole body tensing.

Ling Qingwu, that scoundrel, would she really make her run naked?

No!

"Let Ye Huanhuan go!"

Ye Huanhuan's whole body went rigid; the pain on her face vanished.

Ling Qingwu said, make her run naked?!

She is a celebrity of Xiliang City; how could she possibly run naked under everyone's eyes?

If she really did it, where would she put her face later?

"Senior sister, I disagree! Why me?!"

The female disciple, fearing Ling Qingwu might change her mind, immediately replied, "Because you joined the sect last!"

"That's unfair!"

Ling Qingwu neither looked at her nor responded, appearing resolutely determined.

Ye Huanhuan, furious, felt the hostile gazes of the crowd prickling her scalp, "Senior sister, why don't you go yourself? I won't pay for your failure!"

Ling Qingwu's expression darkened, "Ye Huanhuan, I am your senior sister!"

Ye Huanhuan bit her lip, refusing to obey, and Ling Qingwu threatened, "If you won't run naked, then voluntarily leave the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect!"

Ye Huanhuan could hardly believe her ears.

It meant she must either run naked or quit the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect?

No, she can't run naked!

If she runs naked, she'll become a laughingstock for everyone!

The Crown Prince, who cares so much about reputation, will never want her again!

But if she doesn't run naked, she'll be kicked out of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect.

She believes Ling Qingwu has that ability.

Once she is expelled from the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, she will have nothing; both the Crown Prince and the glory she previously earned will all depart from her!

No, she finds this situation even more unbearable!

"Ye Huanhuan, think it through yourself! Without the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, you'll have nothing!"

Ye Huanhuan suddenly looked up.

Indeed, running naked only loses face and makes one a joke, but losing the status of a Xuan Yuan Sword Sect disciple leaves her truly with nothing!

"Senior sister, I accept!"

Hearing Ye Huanhuan say that, many male gazes brightened.

The goddess of Xiliang City, former Crown Princess, about to run naked?

Such a beauty…

That scene would probably be very beautiful, right?

Ye Huanhuan stripped off her clothes piece by piece, revealing her fair body.

"Don't look, it's blinding!" Xia Zhimeng waved left and right, covering Ling Shaoyang's and Gu Dongliu's eyes. Gu Dongliu slapped her hand away, "Your hand is too small to cover, I have a fan," and used a fan to shield his own eyes.

Ling Shaoyang simply turned away.

Out of sight, out of mind.

The moment Ye Huanhuan's bellyband fell, Feng Yi closed his eyes.