Chapter 30: Qingyun Sword Immortal

A lark darted down from the white clouds and landed at the Ye Residence.

"Lord, Lord!"

Zhao Shi ran excitedly to the study.

"Making a fuss? What kind of decorum is that?!"

Since learning that Zhao Shi had secretly transferred assets from Guanglu Fu to the Zhao Family, Ye Yu's attitude toward Zhao Shi grew much colder and more distant.

Zhao Shi, now unable to care about that, wore an excited expression: "Lord, Huanhuan just sent a letter saying she has been noticed by the Qingyun Sword Immortal, performed the apprenticeship ceremony, and will now be a disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect!"

Zhao Shi's excited voice was extremely sharp.

Even without any dislike for her, she stood up excitedly: "Really? That's truly wonderful!"

The Xuan Yuan Sword Sect is one of the seven major sects in the Central Region.

Joining the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect and becoming a disciple is a matter that brings glory to the family!

"Quick, spread this news; I want everyone in Xiliang to know that our Ye Family has produced a Xuan Yuan disciple, and she has entered the sect of the Qingyun Sword Immortal, one of the Four Great Sword Immortals!"

Zhao Shi nodded repeatedly, summoned the steward, and sent the news soaring everywhere.

Within a night, everyone knew.

People of Xiliang know that Ye Huanhuan of the Ye Family entered the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, and her master is the powerful Qingyun Sword Immortal!

When the news was spreading everywhere, Ye Qingran happened to be in seclusion, cultivating.

Mo Xiaohu lay alone on the stone table in the Courtyard, basking in the sun.

The Celestial Dome was a wash of blue, endless and cloudless.

In mid‑spring, the weather was gentle, the breeze mild, and the sunshine just right.

The large locust tree in the Courtyard was lush and full of vigor. Hundreds of flowers bloomed in competition, fragrance filled the air, swarms of bees and flocks of butterflies fluttered—everything was so beautiful.

Mo Xiaohu, however, felt utterly bored.

"Sister Xing Er, when will Meiren Sister come out?"

Han Xing placed some pastries beside him, smiled and pinched Mo Xiaohu's chubby little face: "Miss has only been inside for an hour, and you're already missing her? I'm not sure when Miss will be able to come out either."

Mo Xiaohu sighed in disappointment.

"Fine, it seems he can only play by himself now."

His watery eyes twinkled, and having thought of something, Mo Xiaohu instantly became interested.

"Xiao Huihui, isn't this place home to Ye Sisi, the ugly freak, and her snake‑scorpion‑hearted mother? How about we go meet them?"

The idle, full‑stomach Xiao Huihui's eyes lit up: "Alright, alright!"

Thus, Han Xing Leng Yue, absentmindedly, let Mo Xiaohu slip out.

In Furong Yuan, Zhao Shi and Ye Sisi were exchanging something.

Mo Xiaohu sneaked up the wall and heard Zhao Shi, that snake‑scorpion poison‑woman, bad‑mouthing Meiren Sister.

"That Mu Qingrou is also useless; she hasn't even beaten Ye Qingran!" Thinking of Ye Qingran dazzling before Wuji Hall, and now the people of Xiliang praising her, she was furious.

Ye Sisi sat nearby, pursing her lips tightly, feeling very depressed.

Mu Qingrou has always been fierce and strong; she thought that provoking Ye Qingran would end disastrously for her. Unexpectedly, the opposite occurred. Mu Qingrou herself had her looks ruined by Ye Qingran, endured humiliation, and even implicated her Seventh Prince.

"What a useless thing!" Ye Sisi couldn't help but scold.

"Sisi, this Ye Qingran really can't stay any longer! I think she's truly changed from before; sleepless nights bring many dreams, we must eliminate her before your sister returns!"

Behind others, Zhao Shi showed no concealment of her vicious side; while speaking, her expression was like a poisonous snake.

Mo Xiaohu, upon hearing that, was quite displeased.

"That poisonous woman, truly an ugly person causing trouble, even dares to target my Meiren Sister!"

Xiao Huihui made a dry‑retch gesture, indicating she was disgusted by those two wicked women.

At that moment, Ye Sisi's voice sounded again.

"Mother, earlier I heard the Seventh Prince mention knowing a very powerful poison master; perhaps we can obtain some toxins from that master through the Seventh Prince."

Zhao Shi's eyes brightened, and she cautiously asked, "Is that poison master reliable?"

Ye Sisi replied confidently, "Can anyone known by the Seventh Prince be unreliable?"

Zhao Shi pursed her lips without replying, thinking that if the Seventh Prince were reliable, how could he be beaten and humiliated in front of so many people by Ye Qingran at Wuji Hall, like a dog?

Zhao Shi stayed silent. She saw clearly that Dongfang Xuan, aside from the prince's status, was otherwise mediocre. Yet because her daughter liked it, she couldn't say much.

"Your sister's joining the Qingyun Sword Immortal Sect is now known to all; your father has received many invitations from colleagues, and tomorrow they will come to pay respects. Your father will host a banquet in the Back Garden tomorrow. You must obtain poison before then! Remember, it must leave no trace, so even the best apothecary in Xiliang cannot determine the cause of death."

Zhao Shi wore a ferocious expression.

Ye Sisi disagreed: "Letting Ye Qingran die so easily would be too merciful. I'll give her the vilest aphrodisiac, forcing her to copulate with beggars and lowly slaves before everyone, ruining her reputation!"

Zhao Shi smiled satisfactorily: "Very well, you may go quickly!"

Ye Sisi nodded, stood up, and hurried outside.

……

"Good, very good!" Mo Xiaohu was so angry he laughed.

Poisoning Meiren Sister right in front of him!

Does he think Mo Xiaohu is a dead man?

Who doesn't know that Mo Xiaohu has been refining poisons under Mo Yuan's chief poison master since childhood, and in just a few years the title of chief poison master is about to change hands!

"Little master, quickly give them a splash of color!" Xiao Huihui could no longer stay silent.

How can such a vicious person continue to live in this world?!

This is absurd!

Mo Xiaohu gave a sly smile: "Consider yourselves lucky; I'll use my latest concocted poisons on them as experiments!"

Uncle Niu Mo Wang Da Shu declared, "This is repaying evil with its own method!"

The little head slipped silently down from the wall…

In the evening, Ye Qingran had just emerged from the sect, and Ye Yu dispatched someone to notify Ye Qingran that tomorrow many prominent figures in Xiliang—including His Highness the Seventh Prince, the Deputy Minister of War, and Yushi Daifu—will come to visit.

Tell her to prepare, and make sure she doesn't cause any trouble tomorrow, or else the face of Ye Residence will be lost.

Ye Qingran had already emerged from the sect, and upon hearing the news, she couldn't help but curl her lips into a cold smile: "Counting the time, Ye Huanhuan should be about to return, right?"

Han Xing Leng Yue's face showed a cold hue.

"Will you go tomorrow, miss?"

Before Ye Qingran could answer, Mo Xiaohu's voice interjected.

"Going!"

Ye Qingran looked at Mo Xiaohu with suspicion, squinting: "Xiao Hu, have you hidden something from me?"

Mo Xiaohu chuckled: "I prepared a surprise for Meiren Sister!"

Ye Qingran: "....."

Hope it's not a fright!

Early the next day

Ah~~~

A sharp shout rang out from Ye Sisi's Courtyard, echoing through the clouds.

Ye Sisi, just having gotten up, was startled by the voice.

"You damned wretched maid, what are you shouting so early in the morning? You trying to scare me to death?!"

Without a word, Ye Sisi slapped the maid across the face.

The maid winced in pain, kneeling on the ground: "Miss, spare me, I didn't mean it, it's just your face…"

"My face? What's wrong with my face? If my face is fine, I want your dog's life!"