Chapter 697: Are you here to kill me?

So alike!

Those who had seen Yun Ling were astonished at how strikingly similar the two looked, and Ye Qingran could tell at a glance that she was Yun Ling's daughter.

Even with Yun Lingsong's heart full of killing intent, he couldn't help but be utterly shocked in that instant.

If the world, especially the Yun Tribe, were to learn that Yun Ling's bloodline endures and that she bears a striking resemblance to her, they would surely go mad.

Given the old clan leader's fondness for Yun Ling, he would surely reconsider the choice of the next clan leader.

Therefore, Ye Qingran must die.

"Are you here to kill me?"

Ye Qingran asked leisurely.

Yun Lingsong narrowed his eyes and said, "Although you are Yun Ling's daughter, the Yun Tribe now belongs to Miss Yun Lan, and there's no place for you!"

Ye Qingran nodded in understanding and smiled slowly: "Is that so? But Yun Lingsong, have you ever wondered why you found me so easily? Could it be that I let you find me on purpose?"

Yun Lingsong's expression changed slightly.

At that moment, a questioning voice came from behind Yun Lingsong.

"Father! I never imagined I would trust you so much, yet you let me down!"

The one who arrived was Yun Tinglan.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her face full of disappointment, her whole person dazed, like a walking corpse.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Yun Lingsong gave a disdainful smile and said, "Lan'er, I'm doing this all for your own good! Following Miss Yun Lan is the only correct choice."

"Is that so?" Yun Tinglan gave a sarcastic smile. "For my own good? Have you considered that Yun Lan once erased my memory and sent me to the Central Region as a pawn for five whole years?"

Yun Lingsong was unmoved. "So what? Anyone who accomplishes great things has to make some sacrifices."

"Do you think Yun Lan's character would still tolerate me?"

Yun Lan would certainly not let such disgraceful matters spread; she would definitely not spare her.

Yun Lingsong, however, didn't care much and said, "Lan'er, is your life more important, or is it more important for our lineage to take root in Inner City? Think about it carefully!"

Yun Tinglan found it especially ridiculous.

It's not that she undervalues herself; they are merely a branch line and could never take root in Inner City!

This is the rule laid down by our ancestors!

Unless Yun Lan wants to become a sinner despised by the Yun Tribe!

"Father, wake up! Yun Lan is deceiving you!"

"Shut up!" Yun Tinglei slapped Yun Tinglan across the face from a distance.

"Women's compassion!"

Yun Tinglan collapsed to the ground, letting blood trickle from the corner of her mouth as she looked at the two people who had once been closest to her, feeling only bitter irony.

Have they changed, or have they always been like this? Perhaps it was only that she herself had been too naïve before.

"You will regret this!"

"Those who act against the way will surely face retribution!"

"Regret?"

Yun Lingsong threw his head back and laughed scornfully: "As long as I kill Ye Qingran, I'll be Miss Yun Lan's greatest merit—how could I possibly regret it?"

He seemed already to see himself, Yun Lingsong, squeezing into Inner City and becoming a pivotal elder of the Yun Tribe!

"Ye Qingran, Fu Hanxiu has already left; I'd like to see who else can help you."

As his words fell, a cold voice came from behind him.

"Did you see me leave?"

That voice made Yun Lingsong's whole body go rigid.

He stiffened his neck, turned his head, and saw a cold silhouette hovering in the void.

Fu Hanxiu had already removed his mask, revealing a peerless visage that made heaven and earth lose their color.

He stood with his hands behind his back, like an emperor surveying the world—mountains, rivers, sun and moon could not take away even a trace of his elegance!

"Emperor Sovereign?!"

A terrifying thought rose in Yun Lingsong's mind.

"No, this is impossible—he's already left, Yun Tinglan herself said..." Yun Lingsong shook his head vigorously, muttering to himself.

Having realized something, he snapped his gaze to Yun Tinglan, only to see her somehow already risen, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth, smiling at him—a smile especially sarcastic, which made him feel glare.

"You rebellious woman, you've deceived me!" Yun Lingsong suddenly realized he had been fooled by Yun Tinglan.

"Yun Tinglan, you deserve to die!" Yun Tinglei also burned with rage.

"Hahaha~" Yun Tinglan laughed to the heavens, yet her laughter held only endless bitterness.

"Father, elder brother, I once held a sliver of hope for you, but... I was wrong, terribly wrong! Ye Qingran was right—you have become Yun Lan's lackeys, and you are no longer the family I knew!"

Yun Tinglan wiped away a tear.

Heaven knows how much anticipation she once held for this journey home.

Countless times she imagined her father and elder brother seeing her—would they not be overjoyed?

In the end, she had simply overthought things.

Yun Tinglan, you need to wake up!

"You wretch, you deserve to die!" Yun Tinglei roared and lunged at Yun Tinglan to kill her.

Yun Tinglan's aura sank as she bare-handedly seized the sword Yun Tinglei thrust at her.

Blood trailed down her arm, dripping to the ground, speaking of her resolve.

Yun Tinglan shouted in a low voice: "From today on, I, Yun Tinglan, will no longer be manipulated by anyone!"

An oath sworn in blood!

Having said that, she exerted all her potential, shaking open the sword Yun Tinglei had thrust forward!

Yun Tinglei's strength was originally above Yun Tinglan's, but he did not exert his full strength, and was suddenly shaken open by Yun Tinglan, leaving him greatly startled.

"Come at me!"

Yun Lingsong decided to go all out.

"Fu Jiu."

As the words fell, Fu Jiu's imperial aura descended from the heavens, making everyone present except Fu Hanxiu feel the pressure.

"Human Emperor!"

Yun Lingsong and the others were utterly shocked.

Although they had long heard of the might of the Emperor Sovereign of Zhu Lu Summit, even a random subordinate of his possessed such formidable Human Emperor cultivation, leaving them no choice but to be horrified.

Yun Lingsong made a quick decision to flee, for he knew he could not defeat Fu Hanxiu in battle, and escaping might still offer a slim chance of survival.

But what he never expected was that, as soon as he took a step, his body was immobilized; turning his head to look at that demonic god–like figure, his heart was left with only despair.

Is the Emperor Sovereign's power already this terrifying?

"You can't kill me; if you do, Miss Yun Lan will find out immediately!"

Yun Lingsong hurriedly said.

"Let her come! The Emperor Sovereign of Zhu Lu Summit is here—would I fear her?" Ye Qingran said lightly, perfectly embodying the act of borrowing a tiger's might.

Such words pleased Fu Hanxiu greatly; if he could, he would let her rely on him for a lifetime.

Yun Lingsong furrowed his brows, speechless.

It was his excessive haste for quick gain; had he known to report to Miss Yun Lan earlier, he would not have fallen into the trap!

His intestines regretted turning green!

"You did remind me."

Ye Qingran walked up to Yun Lingsong, probed his body with a strand of mental power, and immediately understood.