Chapter 372

They couldn't help but recall Ye Qingran, in front of everyone, crushing the Holy Spiritual Root.

At the time, although they felt it a pity, they also greatly admired Ye Qingran's resolve to rather be shattered like jade than remain intact like tile.

But what if the reason Ye Qingran did that wasn't because she truly despised the Spiritual Root as dirty, but because she actually didn't need that Holy Spiritual Root at all?

The meaning would naturally be different.

"Ye Qingran, I never expected it—turns out you are such a hypocritical person!"

Dongfang Ling'er found the point to attack Ye Qingran.

"Boasting that you have no Spiritual Root, Ye Qingran, you're putting on a tragic act to appear noble—who are you trying to fool?"

Lin Xuewei said with a cold smile.

The Donglin Emperor pondered for a moment, "Is there perhaps some misunderstanding here?"

"Your Majesty, a person without a Spiritual Root cannot cultivate—this is an ironclad fact. If Your Majesty doubts it, you can ask Miss Lin; she returned from the Summit of Contending for the Deer, and if even the Summit of Contending for the Deer cannot achieve cultivation without a Spiritual Root, then Ye Qingran absolutely could not have done so!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, feeling that Mu Qingrou made a lot of sense.

In an instant, everyone's gaze fell upon Lin Xueyan.

Lin Xueyan had tidied herself up a bit and stood up, but the scar on her face was truly shocking, greatly damaging her beauty.

Seeing the Donglin Emperor look at her, Lin Xueyan gave a slight nod, raised her chin slightly, maintaining an aloof demeanor: "I stayed at the Summit of Contending for the Deer for five years, and I have never heard of any secret method that would allow someone without a Spiritual Root to cultivate!"

"Ye Qingran, what else do you have to say? You keep saying you have no Spiritual Root, but in fact you've long snatched one from someone else—you're truly hypocritical!" Having said that, Mu Qingrou's tone shifted, feeling anguished and indignant: "Since you already have a Spiritual Root more suitable for you, why did you dig out Ye Huanhuan's Spiritual Root back then? Five years ago, even if she had many faults, it's already in the past, isn't it? No matter what, she is your sister after all! Why do you still repay kindness with enmity?"

"Let's not mention whether I snatched a Spiritual Root from someone else. Five years ago, Ye Huanhuan dug out my Spiritual Root—in your view, that makes me the one at fault? Mu Qingrou, is that what you mean?"

Mu Qingrou gritted her teeth, "Can't you be a little kinder?"

"Is that so?" Ye Qingran lightly nodded, and then, before anyone could react, she kicked Mu Qingrou in the stomach, sending her flying.

Ye Qingran's kick was not light.

Mu Qingrou vomited blood directly.

Looking at Mu Qingrou, who was about to die from pain, Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows and said, "You're so kind, you must forgive me, right?"

"Pfft~"

Xia Zhimeng burst out laughing.

"Sister Ran, awesome! To deal with this kind of green tea bitch, you need special tactics!"

Ye Qingran smiled.

"Ye Qingran, you're going too far!"

Mu Yuanzheng slammed the table and stood up.

"Mu Family Head, what do you mean by this? Your daughter slandered me, and I struck back—what's wrong with that?"

"Did Qingrou speak wrongly? Haven't you taken someone else's Spiritual Root as your own and then pretended you have none?"

Mu Yuanzheng loudly questioned.

"Ye Qingran, the evidence is solid as iron—won't you admit it?" Lin Xuewei said, her tone sinking.

Lady Leng looked at Ye Qingran, a flicker of dissatisfaction flashing in her eyes.

She is a gentle person, and has always felt that Ye Qingran's behavior is somewhat inhumane.

Before, Ye Qingran and Lin Xuewei made a bet; Lin Xuewei lost, and Ye Qingran insisted that Lin Xuewei stand naked before everyone, causing her to lose all face. Even when she stepped forward to advise kindly, it was of no use.

Today, she again, without a word, kicked Mu Qingrou flying.

How can a woman be so violent?

"You're all so certain I have a Spiritual Root?"

She actually kind of wishes she had one.

But so far, she's still lacking the two medicinal ingredients: the Five-colored Emperor Flower and the Magic Cloud Fruit.

"Without a Spiritual Root, how have you cultivated to this level?"

Mu Yuanzheng gave a cold smile.

Ye Qingran couldn't be bothered to argue with him, and directly looked at Mu Qingrou, "How about this, Mu Qingrou—do you dare to make a bet with me? If I have no Spiritual Root, you let me slap you once, okay?"

Another bet?

The stake is still a slap?

Ye Qingran laid her cards down—she came today just to slap faces!

Upon hearing about the bet, Dongfang Ling'er wished she could shrink herself into an ostrich.

Just now, she lost her bet with Ye Qingran, that slap...

Mu Qingrou, clutching her stomach, also thought of the bet Ye Qingran had just made with the Thirteenth Princess, and for a moment she hesitated.

"Qingrou, bet with her! I just don't believe she really has no Spiritual Root!" Mu Yuanzheng clenched his teeth.

Lin Xueyan said as much—even the Summit of Contending for the Deer cannot enable a person without a Spiritual Root to cultivate up to the Mysterious Master level; if Ye Qingran has no Spiritual Root, how could she have cultivated to the Mysterious Venerable level?

"Fine, I'll bet with you!"

Mu Qingrou gritted her teeth, her face ferocious.

"Cold General, could you trouble yourself to step forward?"

Ye Qingran's gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on Leng Feng.

Actually, checking whether a cultivator has a Spiritual Root is quite simple; as long as the person consents, an outsider can use Mysterious Force to probe into their dantian, and it becomes immediately clear.

Ye Qingran chose Leng Feng for two reasons: first, aside from her, Leng Feng is the strongest among those present; second, Lin Xuewei is a benefactor of the Leng family, so outsiders would not suspect him of colluding with her.

"No problem."

Leng Feng readily agreed, stood up, and walked to Ye Qingran's front.

He and Ye Qingran locked eyes; the woman before him had brows like a painting, cool as the moon, and when she smiled she was radiant as the sun.

At that moment, Leng Feng felt as if he didn't need to check anything—he already believed Ye Qingran wasn't lying.

This realization made him involuntarily chuckle.

"I've offended you!"

Ye Qingran nodded slightly.

In the next instant, Leng Feng's Mysterious Force began to probe Ye Qingran's dantian.

Lin Xuewei waited coldly, sneering, for the result.

She simply couldn't believe Ye Qingran had no Spiritual Root.

She must be using some method to try to hide it.

But she forgot that Leng Feng's strength is great; he would surely see through her deception!

Once Leng Feng confirms Ye Qingran actually has a Spiritual Root, she will surely give her a severe humiliation.

After a few breaths, Leng Feng suddenly lifted his eyes, a flicker of surprise crossing his gaze.

She truly has no Spiritual Root!

How could she, lacking a Spiritual Root, have cultivated to the rank of Mysterious Sovereign?

Leng Feng was quite shocked.

Lin Xuewei couldn't help but ask: "Grand General Leng, did you see the Spiritual Root?"

Leng Feng pressed his lips, shook his head, and said, "None."

No?!

This answer left everyone stunned.

"No? This is impossible! Grand General Leng, did you missee?"

How could Mu Qingrou accept this result?

Her doubt made Leng Feng somewhat displeased. He had just carefully examined her; Ye Qingran indeed has no Spiritual Root. Not only does she lack a Spiritual Root, but her dantian still bears the wound left from when a Spiritual Root was dug out, indicating that she indeed had one removed in the past.

"I am quite certain, Ye Qingran has no Spiritual Root!" Leng Feng solemnly reiterated.

The shock in everyone's eyes deepened.