Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Matchmaker

  Red envelope, everyone give me this rookie's New Year's money.

  The core disciples in the Izumo Sword Sect have a higher status than ordinary elders, and only the chief elder of the first courtyard, second department, and third hall can suppress them. It's easy to imagine how high their status is and how noble their identity is.

  At this moment, Yao Yi was actually publicly scolded by Ling Shuiyan. Naturally, he couldn't save face and his tone had already turned unpleasant.

  Although Yao Yi is Ling Shuiyan's senior, he is not the same master. The Yunjian Sword Sect also has several factions internally. Coincidentally, Ling Shuiyan's master's faction and Yao Yi's master's faction are diametrically opposed. As a result, on the surface, these two seem harmonious, but once there is conflict, it is like igniting a barrel of gunpowder, full of explosive flavor.

  Facing Yao Yi's ugly face, Ling Shuiyan remained expressionless, her eyes clear as a spring, her face frosty, and spoke in that same unchanging tone that kept people at arm's length: "Do you still think of yourself as a valuable person? If your uncle weren't the head of the Longevity Sect, would you be qualified to become a core disciple?"

  Ling Shuiyan didn't give an inch, her posture was strong and unmatched, like a female warrior goddess. Her words were like a large needle poking at Yao Yi's most painful spot, causing his face to contort instantly.

  "Hmph, Ling Shuiyan, don't be too arrogant, I've already given in. If you continue to push me, don't blame me for being impolite!" Yao Yi's face changed repeatedly, he was well aware of Ling Shuiyan's temperament and even more so of his strength.

  Even the son of Demon Lord, Luo Yang, was defeated by Ling Shuiyan. It can be imagined how cruel and ruthless he is. He is one of the 72 core disciples of Yunjian Sword Sect, ranked among the top ten, with a revered status. Moreover, he is a disciple of Bai Yunzhenren, the chief alchemist of Yunjian Sword Sect, and has gained his favor.

  However, being oppressed by Ling Shuiyan's blatant and unscrupulous behavior, how could Yao Yi calmly put down his face? A surge of anger was brewing in his chest, about to erupt.

  "Should we have a fight, with a core disciple like you, it's an insult to the Yunjian Sword Sect." Ling Shuiyan's body shook, and a powerful aura burst out from her, thunder and lightning, thick blue electricity exploded, like ten thousand snakes dancing wildly, unmatched in power.

  "You..." Yao Yi's face changed color, not expecting Ling Shuiyan to be so overbearing today, it was as if he had taken the wrong medicine. Although he was usually strong-willed, he would still give him some face, but today he didn't give him any at all, and slapped him repeatedly.

  "Ling Shi Mei, who made you so angry?"

  But at this moment, Yao Yi was about to be forced to fight back, and when he was driven to a desperate situation by Ling Shuiyan, a thick and powerful voice with magnetism and majesty suddenly came over.

  Upon hearing this, all three of them looked towards the source of the voice.

  Xiao Chen felt that this voice had an irresistible magic power, as long as he spoke, everyone would revolve around him.

  He emerged from the ruins of the Magic Mountain, wearing a golden robe and a flying dragon crown, with the stride of a dragon and the step of a tiger, like an emperor.

  Behind him, more than 200 people followed closely, including inner door disciples wearing red robes, elite disciples wearing purple robes, and core disciples dressed casually. Xiao Chen's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the likes of Ying Hong Xianzi were also among them.

  However, no one dared to walk in front of the man, even the core disciples of Ying Hong Xianzi followed behind him, just like an emperor on a tour, the man wearing the flying dragon crown was the monarch, and those behind him were his subjects.

  That man walked at a steady pace, as if nothing in the world could make him anxious, and came step by step. As he got closer, it was clear that he had an elegant demeanor, like jade, and wherever he stood, he had an air of superiority over everyone else.

  Eyebrows like sharp swords, flying into the clouds, eyes like sun and moon, piercing through the soul, just like a heavenly god!

  "Brother Ye." As soon as this person approached, Yao Yi immediately shouted respectfully.

  Ling Shuiyan didn't say a word, but looked at the person and slightly relaxed the frost on his face, which was equivalent to greeting him.

  "Ling Shimei, if there's any conflict, feel free to speak out. As your senior brother, I can help resolve it." Ye Shixiong said.

  "Thank you for your kind intentions, Master Ye. I've always handled my own affairs myself." Ling Shuiyan said lightly, seemingly not having much goodwill towards this Ye either, her tone still keeping people at arm's length.

  "Hehe..." Ye Shixiong smiled faintly, but didn't say much.

  Yao Yi knew he was in the wrong, and it wasn't a good time to explain what had happened, let alone stir up trouble. Ling Shuiyan wasn't someone who could be easily bullied; if she got angry, she might just kill him outright.

  "Xiao Chen, come with me!" Ling Shuiyan said, looking at Xiao Chen.

  Xiao Chen heard the words but didn't move, instead he looked at Yao Yi's chest where a small, pitiful-looking Duodu was nestled and said: "Brother Yao, please return my little partner to me."

  "Huh?" Yao Yi's face instantly revealed a murderous intent as he looked at Xiao Chen with an unkind gaze. He was already being oppressed by Ling Shuiyan, and now an outer sect disciple actually dared to ask him for something, how could he not be enraged.

  "What? That young unicorn of the Fire Unicorn is yours?" Ling Shuiyan asked Xiao Chen.

  "Reporting to Senior Sister Ling, that Departing Fire Unicorn is indeed mine, its name is Dudu. I'm the one who named it." Xiao Chen's voice was loud, seemingly directed at Ling Shuiyan, but everyone could hear him, intentionally making the crowd witness the core disciple snatching an outer sect disciple's mount.

  "Fart!" Yao Yi knew exactly what Xiao Chen meant, and his old face turned red in an instant. He burst into a furious roar, his anger and shame turning to rage.

  It's really shameful for a core disciple to rob something from an outer door disciple, and it would be enough to make people laugh if it gets out.

  "Bring it here." Ling Shuiyan stretched out her jade-like hand, her voice not loud or soft, but with an unyielding majesty that brooked no disobedience. It was as if Yao Yi dared to defy her, Ling Shuiyan would immediately strike, killing him on the spot.

  "Ling Shuiyan, you're being too arrogant! This lone fire unicorn may be a cub, but it's still the young of a top-tier demon beast. How can a mere outer sect disciple like him possibly obtain it? If he said he was a god descending to earth, would you believe him?" Yao Yi said in extreme annoyance.

  "I believe you." Ling Shuiyan replied unusually succinctly.

  "You..."

  "Bring it over."

  "That's enough!" Just as the gunpowder smell between Ling Shuiyan and Yao Yi was about to erupt again, Ye Shixiong suddenly shouted to suppress the situation, then said: "Kid, come here."

  Ye Shixiong beckoned to Xiao Chen and said: "I'm asking you, is this young one really yours?"

  Ye Shixiong's words struck a chord, and an invisible force slammed into Xiao Chen. His face changed color, his knees softened, and he almost fell to the ground, his eyes momentarily dazed.

  "Xie Shixiong is biased!" Xiao Chen was momentarily stunned, and in an instant he woke up again, suddenly understanding what was going on.

  Seething with anger in his heart, he suddenly straightened his waist and stared at Ye Shixiong, saying: "That's right, it was me."

  Upon hearing this, Ye Shixiong's eyebrows rose in surprise, and a hint of astonishment flashed across his eyes. He then turned to Yao Yi and said, "Give it to him."

  "Ye Shixiong..." Yao Yi was somewhat reluctant to part with it, after all, this was the young of the Lihuo Unicorn, and when it grew up, it would be a top-notch demon beast, equivalent to a Tongxuan realm warrior.

  "I'll give it back to him," said Ye Shixiong with a slightly heavier tone.

  Yao Yi's face changed, and he didn't dare to disobey, but instead of returning it to Xiao Chen, his palm suddenly exerted force and directly threw it at Xiao Chen.

  Although Yao Yi was the weakest in cultivation among the 72 core disciples, he also had a cultivation of Tongxuan Second Heaven. The power thrown out this time was probably over 100,000 catties, and it was not intended to return to Xiao Chen, but rather to kill Xiao Chen and Xiaodudu together.

  With his status, even if he killed Xiao Chen and Xiaodoudou, he would not be punished. Would Ling Shuiyan kill him for an outer disciple?

  "Hmph... You can't get it, and neither should you. A mere outer sect disciple like you actually made me lose face today. Go die!" Yao Yi thought to himself.

  But he underestimated Ling Shuiyan, and at this moment, Ling Shuiyan's eyes condensed, revealing a thread of anger, her palm waved, and instantly produced endless true water spirits, transforming into a large piece of emerald green barrier, like a sea sponge.

  The little dudu that was thrown out quickly plunged into the blue "sponge", but did not collide with Xiao Chen, otherwise today Xiao Chen and little dudu would have died here.

  Boom!

  However, just as Ling Shuiyan saved Xiaodoudou, a dull sound burst out, and Yao Yi was slapped flying by someone.

  It was Ye Shixiong who made the move.

  Nor did he know how profound Ye Shixiong's cultivation was, but with one slap, Yao Yitong, who had cultivated the second layer of Xuanming Heaven, was directly blown away without any resistance.

  "You're so despicable, you don't deserve to be a core disciple! From today on, you're expelled from Wu Yun Peak!" Ye Shixiong said after slapping Yao Yi flying with one palm.

  "Thanks." Ling Shuiyan said lightly and then turned around with Xiao Chen to leave.

  ……

  ……

  "Ling Shijie, you've helped me again." Xiao Chen said to Ling Shuiyan as they walked through the Nan Yun Black Forest.

  Yue Ling and You Jian, who were seriously injured, had their injuries under control. At this moment, they were both lying on top of the Soul Devouring Beast, quietly healing their wounds.

  Ling Shuiyan rode the handsome and beautiful Bi Shui Jin Jing beast, alongside Xiao Chen in a parallel drive. Without acknowledging Xiao Chen's gratitude, he said: "Your cultivation speed is not slow, already at the fourth heaven of Condensing Spirit, it seems you've had quite an extraordinary encounter."

  Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen couldn't help but smile wryly and patted the little bulge in his chest. The little bulge was protected by Ling Shuiyan's smoke, so it didn't get hurt.

  But this little guy suffered a great deal of grievance today, and in order to make up for his grievance, he shamelessly used this as an excuse to pester Xiao Chen for the purple lotus seeds. His small mouth kept chattering away, making Xiao Chen feel extremely annoyed.

  "By the way, Ling sister, why are you so good to me." Although this question had been asked by Xiao Chen before, and even guessed that there might not be an answer, he just wanted to ask, what's the reason.

  The object of one's admiration in one's heart, just happens to be so good to oneself. As long as it is a normal person, who wouldn't think that the goddess in their heart also has feelings for them?

  This feeling can't be controlled, Xiao Chen isn't an introverted person and doesn't want to guess back and forth, he doesn't want to hold it in his heart, so he has to ask.