Chapter 775: She Holds a Grudge Well

The Ruinous King's Sword, that is the number‑one sword of all ages!

It is said that the sword's history stretches back beyond any record; the world only knows its unparalleled power, and even the Holy Lord of Wuji Hall, her father, cannot draw it!

After hearing Luo Qingcheng's words, the people of Wuji Hall looked at Ye Qingran and gave a supremely sarcastic smile.

They actually want to see how Ye Qingran's ending will unfold!

Luo Qingcheng squinted, her eyes full of hostility.

Fu Hanxiu belongs to her, Luo Qingcheng; he can only be hers!

She has liked him for so long; how could Ye Qingran snatch him away with a single stroke?

Even if he and Ye Qingran have two children, so what?

She could also bear children for Fu Hanxiu; she believes their offspring would be ten thousand times more outstanding than Ye Qingran's children!

In the Sword Tomb, Ye Qingran did not notice Luo Qingcheng, wholly absorbed in the hallucination before her eyes.

It was a world completely unfamiliar to her, yet it bore many resemblances to Xuanmiao.

In that world, she saw herself meeting Fu Hanxiu and falling in love.

She even saw the scene where she surrendered herself to Fu Hanxiu!

So real!

Clearly, she and Fu Hanxiu have never had such a scene!

"Is this real?" Ye Qingran asked herself in her mind.

Suddenly, she recalled that six months were missing from her memory, and Fu Hanxiu seemed to have the same gap.

What exactly happened during those six months?

Too many conjectures floated in Ye Qingran's mind, a torrent of thoughts.

"Careful!" Feng Xianyin's voice rang in her ear, pulling her wandering thoughts back.

From the Ruinous King's Sword burst a swirl of black qi, coursing along her arm in an attempt to invade her consciousness!

Ye Qingran felt a chill in her heart and hurriedly summoned Mysterious Force to repel the black qi.

"Are you alright? What did you just see?"

Feng Xianyin asked, her expression somewhat grave.

Ye Qingran shook her head, "Nothing, just some very strange images."

"That's a hallucination; you must be careful, or you'll go berserk!" Feng Qingyin warned.

A hallucination?

Are such vivid hallucinations truly possible in this world?

"Mm!" Ye Qingran nodded, beginning to focus on drawing the sword.

The Ruinous King's Sword truly is extraordinary; she must concentrate fully, otherwise she will indeed be dragged into the Illusion Realm as Feng Qingyin warned, going berserk!

Ye Qingran took a deep breath and tried to communicate with the Ruinous King's Sword.

She stepped into a blank, white world.

The black Ruinous King's Sword hovered at the center of this white expanse, seemingly calling to her.

On a pair of arms, red beams lit up; Ye Qingran looked down as they shot toward the Ruinous King's Sword.

When those two red beams merged into the Ruinous King's Sword, Ye Qingran clearly felt a thread of connection with the blade.

"Eh?"

She didn't know why, but while surprised, Ye Qingran also felt everything was so natural, as if the sword was meant for her!

Ye Qingran stepped forward, intending to draw the sword, when a sudden anomaly erupted!

The white space was instantly torn apart; Ye Qingran in reality snapped her eyes open, and Feng Qingyin beside her also sensed the danger.

At the same time, Feng Ling began to tremble rapidly.

"Your friend has appeared!" Feng Qingyin said gravely to Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran's expression hardened.

A fierce attack slammed toward them; Ye Qingran and Feng Xianyin were forced to abort the sword‑drawing and dodge in opposite directions.

She looked up; the void ahead shimmered like water ripples, and a silhouette slowly appeared.

White robes fluttered, a peerless elegance, and it was unmistakably Lu Yunfeng.

However, their eyes were blood‑red, hair silver‑white, looking like a thousand‑year‑old great demon turned human!

"Lu Yunfeng!"

"He's Lu Yunfeng, so handsome?!"

Feng Qingyin clasped both hands to her chest, a flash of astonishment in her eyes.

Ye Qingran gave her a speechless glare.

What era is this, still having the mind to swoon?

Truly fitting Feng Xianyin's character!

After Lu Yunfeng appeared, his scarlet eyes swept over the crowd; everyone he glanced at felt a chill down their spine, as if the Grim Reaper were watching them.

"Who is this? Looks terrifying!"

Everyone felt dread at Lu Yunfeng's arrival.

The most delighted at the sight of Lu Yunfeng were, unsurprisingly, Qin Feixue and the others.

They had already felt guilty for losing Lu Yunfeng and were eager to retrieve him; now, seeing him appear unharmed before them, their hearts leapt with joy.

"Lu Yunfeng, here!"

Hong Wu danced, swinging her arms, quickly catching Lu Yunfeng's attention; his gaze landed on Hong Wu, lingered briefly, then moved on.

In those scarlet eyes, not a ripple of emotion, as if looking at a stranger.

Hong Wu's smile on her face gradually faded, 'What's the situation?'

Qin Feixue and the others also looked puzzled; Lu Yunfeng was usually aloof, but he was still kind to them, occasionally smiling at them.

However, right now he seemed not to know them at all.

Lu Yunfeng's gaze finally locked onto Ye Qingran.

In his eyes, killing intent surfaced.

In the next instant, he suddenly struck.

Killing move!

Without mercy!

Everyone was stunned, especially Han Xing Leng Yue and the others; they never imagined Lu Yunfeng would one day attack Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran also froze, obviously not expecting Lu Yunfeng to attack her.

'What are you thinking?' Feng Xianyin's voice rang in Ye Qingran's ear; Ye Qingran reacted, flashing to dodge to the side.

Boom~

The attack slammed into the Sword Tomb, dust rose, but the myriad swords were unaffected, still firmly planted there.

'Lu Yunfeng, are you crazy?'

Qin Zixie roared at Lu Yunfeng.

'Can you do something like this without being crazy?'

Lu Yunfeng completely ignored him, not even giving him a glance.

'Tsk tsk, you go straight for a killing move without even saying hello, you friend, you're ruthless!'

Ye Qingran gave Feng Xianyin a look, 'Just now you were crying there, and now you're not crying?'

Feng Xianyin rolled her eyes, this woman holds a grudge!