Chapter 913

Wànlíng Xuégōng had a Sweeping Maid arrive, and this matter quickly spread throughout the academy.

Wànlíng Xuégōng had Sweeping Maids before, but those were all temporary, without official positions, and basically had no presence in the academy. Who would have thought that this Sweeping Maid who came this time would be so capable, not only obtaining the token symbolizing academy membership, but also beating the noble White Tiger Academy disciple Yang Jiaomi!

Everyone really wants to meet this historically most arrogant Sweeping Maid!

Thus, after this matter spread, the Library instantly became overcrowded.

Academy disciples came in wave after wave to the Library, just to catch a glimpse of Ye Qingran's true appearance.

However, Ye Qingran's work was extremely easy; she could finish her tasks at lightning speed each day and then start slacking off. So her time at the Library was very brief, and her working hours were highly irregular, to the extent that those disciples who came seeking her could not see her at all!

"That damned wretch, we've waited for her all day, and she still hasn't shown up!" Yang Jiaomi's maid cursed.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jiaomi's already unpleasant expression grew even worse.

She had just learned that the woman who publicly humiliated and seriously injured her was the academy's Sweeping Maid. Upon hearing this news, she felt a great weight lifted.

Before this, she had thought Ye Qingran had some fearsome background, so she was somewhat wary; now she no longer needs to worry about anything.

"What is there to fear from a mere Sweeping Maid?" Yang Jiaomi said.

Yang Jiaomi gritted her teeth, and a piercing cold light flashed in her eyes.

"Look, isn't that Yang Jiaomi?" a disciple recognized her at a glance.

Upon hearing this, other disciples also turned their gazes over.

"I heard Yang Jiaomi was badly beaten by Ye Qingran at the academy gate a few days ago; her wounds have healed, so she's likely seeking revenge!"

"Just what is Ye Qingran's background? How could she, as a Sweeping Maid, obtain our academy's token?"

"Never mind her background, she's doomed this time! Did you see? Wu Qiong senior brother has also come!"

……

Upon hearing the name Wu Qiong, all the disciples' faces turned solemn.

Yang Jiaomi's eyes flickered, she bit her lower lip, and looking at the tall, handsome Wu Qiong beside her with a pitiful expression, she said, "Wu Qiong senior brother, you must help me get revenge this time—look how badly she beat me!"

As she spoke, Yang Jiaomi lifted her sleeve, revealing several scars.

"Damn it! There actually exists such a ruthless, vicious woman in this world!"

Wu Qiong gritted her teeth, her face full of anger, then softened into a cherishing, tender tone, her gentleness laced with pity.

"Junior sister, rest assured, I will definitely help you get revenge!"

Yang Jiaomi lowered her head, a flash of triumph crossing her eyes.

Wu Qiong is the third-ranked disciple of the White Tiger Academy, with outstanding talent, strong strength, and tall, handsome looks; Yang Jiaomi had once been deeply infatuated with Wu Qiong.

Wu Qiong had also always been infatuated with her, but Wu Qiong's family background was ordinary, unlike Wu Zhishang; although Wu Zhishang's talent was inferior to Wu Qiong's, his father is the abbot of Baima Temple, giving him a noble status.

Thus, after comparing repeatedly, she still chose Wu Zhishang, whose appearance was somewhat inferior. However, she kept Wu Qiong on a string, making him utterly devoted to her.

"Thank you, senior brother." Yang Jiaomi gave a slight nod, her face bashful; this appearance of Yang Jiaomi made Wu Qiong unable to resist, and his determination to protect her and help her take revenge grew stronger.

"Ye Qingran, I know you're nearby; I advise you to come out quickly and apologize to Mi Mi, or else I won't let you off!"

Wu Qiong clenched her fists, her voice mixed with Mysterious Force, resonant and powerful, reaching every corner within several li of the Library.

Upon hearing this, the academy disciples present all froze.

"It's over, Senior Brother Wu Qiong has ignited his fury!"

"Who doesn't know that the Endless Senior Brother is infatuated with Yang Jiaomi? In a rage for a beauty, he'd even crush his hat—tsk tsk!"

……

All the disciples lightly shook their heads, silently mourning Ye Qingran in their hearts.

As a top disciple of the White Tiger Academy, Wu Qiong is a top-tier presence even in the entire Wànlíng Xuégōng, deeply favored by the White Tiger Academy's Gōngzhǎng, and holds a very exalted position in the academy.

Yang Jiaomi, meanwhile, lowered her face slightly, a flash of triumphant cold light crossing her eyes.

"Ye Qingran, you wretch, let's see how you withstand Wu Qiong's wrath this time!"

Before the Library's square, although usually lively, there would never be this many people; moreover, more and more people were drawn by Wu Qiong's recent commotion, flocking this way.

The sky grew darker, the setting sun sank westward, and the evening clouds spread across the heavens.

Before the Library, a sea of people, night was about to fall, and all the disciples knew in their hearts that Ye Qingran would soon appear.

After all, she hasn't finished her work today; if she skips duty, she could be expelled from the academy!

As expected…

"Xiao Hu, why didn't you wake Mother?" Ye Qingran's resentful voice came from afar.

"Ah? Sorry, Mom, I fell asleep by accident!"

"Did Xiao Chen fall asleep as well?"

"Uh… no, I saw Mom sleeping so soundly I couldn't bear to wake her…"

……

The disciples stared at each other.

How could one come to the academy as a Sweeping Maid and still bring along family?

For some reason, tonight's evening clouds were especially gentle and beautiful, five-colored and resplendent, with vast stretches of sky dyed like a splendid brocade, resembling a fairy's rainbow robes.

That setting sun, bright red, half already hidden into the misty horizon, resembled a gigantic egg yolk.

And at a Moon Gate in the corner of the Library's courtyard wall, three figures walked out hand in hand.

The woman's white clothes, surpassing snow in whiteness, were tinged with seven-colored clouds, her peerless visage coated with a faint golden glow.

At that moment, everyone's gaze fell upon her face; in the depths of their eyes, waves of astonishment surged.

In this world, how could there be such a peerless beauty?

"Is she a fairy descended to the mortal realm?"

Someone couldn't help but voice the doubt in their heart, while many more silently agreed in their minds.

They had long heard that the new Sweeping Maid at the Library of the academy was a young beauty, but they never imagined she could be so extraordinarily transcendent, stunning the ages!

Not only that, the two children by her side were also exquisite, like fairy children.

They were very handsome, though still childish, but no one doubted that when they grew up they would be absolutely stunning, peerless handsome young men.

"Too beautiful!"

They were so beautiful that they temporarily forgot why they were here, so beautiful that they temporarily forgot what day it was.

Until…

"Ye Qingran!"

Yang Jiaomi felt her teeth itch with hatred when she saw Ye Qingran, especially seeing everyone fascinated by her, and her expression couldn't help but twist into a ferocious grimace.

Wu Qiong was also startled awake by Yang Jiaomi's stern shout, and for a moment he felt immense regret: how could he have been bewitched by a wicked woman?

"Are you Ye Qingran?" Wu Qiong demanded in a low voice, his attitude most unfriendly.

Ye Qingran looked at the person before her, nodded, and said, "Not bad, I am Ye Qingran. May I ask who you are?"

"White Tiger Academy, Wu Qiong!"

"Oh, Wu Qiong, I've never heard of you!" That sentence almost choked Wu Qiong.

His reputation, Wu Qiong's, spread throughout Wànlíng Chéng; yet someone actually hasn't heard of his great name?

Ye Qingran had no time to deal with Wu Qiong, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Hu, Xiao Chen, we must hurry, otherwise we won't finish the task!"

"Xiao Hu, you sweep the east side; Xiao Chen, you sweep the west side."

"All right!"

Then Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen obediently grabbed brooms half a head taller than themselves and began sweeping, working as diligently as two little bees.

As for Ye Qingran, she stood with arms crossed, leisurely, seeming not to intend to start working.