Chapter 749: You're the One I'm After!

So she is Yun Ba Hai's granddaughter.

Yun Ba Hai is Yun Batian's elder brother, thus her great‑uncle; Yun Qing, by that reckoning, is her cousin.

"Pack up, we're heading to the Soul‑Cutting Sea tomorrow."

Ye Qingran paid no mind to Yun Qing, and was uninterested in her.

Han Xing and the others were not surprised, after all Lu Yunfeng's matter was rather urgent.

However, sometimes not causing trouble doesn't mean trouble won't find you.

When Yun Qing emerged from seclusion, she immediately flew toward the central Fudao, standing arrogantly at the very center of the high platform.

Yun Qing's emergence already caused a huge stir, and with Yun Ba Hai deliberately publicizing it, now every Yun Tribe person in Neicheng knows, and many have rushed over.

"I heard Yun Qing's seclusion this time wasn't to boost her strength, but because she had an insight into the Cloud Map, that's why she secluded herself."

"Indeed, I wonder what deep insight she gained about the Cloud Map this time?"

"Looking at her, it seems she gained quite a lot!"

It's not that Yun Tribe members love to make a fuss; it's that Yun Qing's seclusion is because of the Cloud Map, which is the Yun Tribe's treasured artifact, of extraordinary significance, and everyone wants to know what secret of the Cloud Map she has uncovered.

"Yun Qing'er, did you gain anything from this seclusion?"

Yun Batian looked at Yun Qing, brimming with pride.

His granddaughter has shown extraordinary talent since childhood, learning anything quickly, even rivaling the Cloud Spirit of yesteryear!

If she cracks the Cloud Map's secret this time, her name will spread throughout Yunfu and even across Nan Yin Zhou!

Yun Qing lifted her chin arrogantly, her gaze sweeping the crowd, and said proudly, "Grandfather, rest assured, your granddaughter won't disappoint you."

Yun Ba Hai's eyes sparkled upon hearing that.

"Good! Good! Good!" he clapped his hands, uttering three 'good' in succession.

Yun Qing did not bring up the Cloud Map again, but asked lightly, "I heard the aunt's daughter returned? Do you know where she is now?"

Although she was in seclusion, she still allocated a sliver of spiritual energy to monitor the outside, and thus learned of Ye Qingran's return.

Thinking of that so‑called cousin's return, with the Clan Leader grandfather doting on her as if she were the second Cloud Spirit, a tinge of jealousy rose in her heart.

Before this, Yun Batian's sons and daughters were all disappointing, leaving him with no grandchildren, whereas Yun Ba Hai and other siblings had many descendants.

Yun Qing, being the most outstanding among her peers, naturally attracted attention, but when Ye Qingran returned, the situation changed.

Many eyes were drawn to Ye Qingran, the Daughter of the Cloud Spirit.

Yun Qing felt indignant; she had already decided during seclusion that the first thing after emerging would be to prove to the tribe that, even though Ye Qingran is the Daughter of the Cloud Spirit, she can never take the spotlight, and only she, Yun Qing, is the most outstanding of this Yun Tribe generation!

Hearing Yun Qing's words, Yun Ba Hai sneered, looked toward Baihua Island, and shouted, "Ye Qingran, your sister Yun Qing has emerged; as a younger sister, wouldn't it be improper not to come out and greet her?"

At those words, the Yun Tribe members' eyes flickered, and they roughly guessed Yun Qing and Yun Ba Hai's intention.

Nevertheless, it was understandable; before Ye Qingran rejoined the Yun Tribe, Yun Qing had always been the most eye‑catching among peers, and now someone threatens her status, she naturally won't give up easily.

"Since the cousin emerged, I, as the younger cousin, must come out to meet her."

A crisp voice rang out, followed by a celestial‑looking woman carrying two childlike youths walking slowly toward them.

In the sunset, the mother and two children on Zhanqiao Bridge were picture‑perfect.

When Yun Qing saw Ye Qingran, she immediately frowned.

Although she had heard of Ye Qingran's beauty before, seeing her in person still made her uneasy.

She had been confident in her own looks, yet before Ye Qingran she felt inferior, thinking she truly looked ugly!

"Damn it!"

Yun Qing muttered under her breath, but quickly calmed, "What good is looks? Talent and strength are what matter."

The daughter of Aunt Cloud Spirit never received Yun Tribe education; even with talent, it has gone to waste, and her strength will never surpass hers.

"Cousin." Approaching Yun Qing, Ye Qingran smiled gently.

Yun Qing held a pose, barely nodding, "Hmm."

"Xiaohu Xiaocheng, call her 'big aunt'."

"Big aunt, hello!"

Although Xiaohu Xiaocheng didn't like this big aunt much, they politely called her, bowed, and were flawless.

"They are so well‑behaved!"

Even the surrounding Yun Tribe members couldn't help praising Xiaohu Xiaocheng, but Yun Qing glared, jealousy flashing in her eyes.

It is said these two children are offspring of the Emperor Sovereign of the Peak of the Hunt.

Ye Qingran being able to attract the Emperor Sovereign made her very jealous.

"Your voice is so low, haven't you eaten?" Yun Qing said irritably.

That was way too obvious!

Xiaohu Xiaocheng's voice was clearly loud; they all heard it.

"Cousin, perhaps your ears are bad; I happen to know some medicine, shall I take a look?"

Ye Qingran smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Is this the way you talk to me?" Yun Qing frowned, then sneered, "Sure enough, you grew up in a small place, you have no manners at all."

"Cousin, are you talking about me or my child?"

Yun Qing, unconcerned, "Is there a difference?"

"Of course there is," she said, deciding whether to beat Yun Qing.

Yun Qing snorted coldly, "You all are the same sort!"

Ye Qingran nodded, walked toward Yun Qing, and before Yun Qing could react, landed a punch on her nose.

"You may insult me, but insulting my son is absolutely forbidden!"

Everyone was stunned.

Even from far away it hurts.

Who would have thought Ye Qingran would be so fierce, actually hitting Yun Qing without saying a word!

"Ah!" Yun Qing winced in pain, covering their nose and stumbling back several steps before steadying themselves.

A warm stream flowed from the nose; looking down, it was bleeding!

"Ye Qingran, you dare hit me!"

"I'm hitting you!" Ye Qingran narrowed her eyes, "If you're not satisfied, you can hit back."

"You think I don't dare!" Yun Qing's face twisted ferociously, raising a hand to strike back, but a stern voice shouted them down.