Chapter 202: Am I Not Enough? (Third Update)

Fairy Fengya, looking refreshed, continued, “Weren’t we going to get something to eat?”

“Ye Meijing” shook her head weakly and said, “No, I’m full.”

Fairy Fengya didn’t hesitate and was about to head to the new tournament venue when she heard Ye Meijing mutter in a quieter voice, “I’m full of anger at you!”

Even hearing “Ye Meijing’s” grumbling, Fairy Fengya’s steps did not falter. “Ye Meijing”, realizing that her anger was useless, reluctantly followed Fairy Fengya, fearing she might cause more trouble using her identity.

“Master, how could you tarnish my reputation? Who would dare to be my Dao companion now?” After walking for a while and seeing that Fairy Fengya had no intention of explaining her earlier actions, “Ye Meijing” finally spoke up, voicing her protest.

“Am I not enough?” Fairy Fengya responded, her tone and expression both very calm, as if she were discussing something completely unrelated to her. However, using such an indifferent attitude to say such sentimental words would likely only frustrate anyone listening.

“Ye Meijing”, feeling she would sooner or later be driven to Qi Deviation by Fairy Fengya, had to suppress the small flame of anger in her heart and replied through gritted teeth, “Of course not! If I’m going to find a Dao companion, I’ll find seven, one for each day of the week!”

“Ye Meijing’s” words were very audacious, but she was just venting her frustration. If she were truly serious about finding a Dao companion, she would have accepted Ling Jue’s offer to stay together a long time ago.

She would have thoroughly enjoyed Ling Jue’s company before making any other plans, instead of coming up with some agreement to refuse her politely.

If she were willing, she would have spent a passionate night with Xiao Zhang, fulfilling her promise;

If she were willing, she would have long since unlocked 108 different positions with the naive Hei Tong;

But she didn’t want to be a scum. However, it seemed that in Fairy Fengya’s eyes, she was already the epitome of one.

“Why not find thirty, one for each day of the month?” Fairy Fengya asked, genuinely curious. ”Ye Meijing” felt her heart couldn’t take it anymore, and raised her voice in frustration, “They won’t die, but I will!”

Fairy Fengya nodded seriously, and just as “Ye Meijing” was considering if she should take a Heart-Cleansing Pill, she saw Fairy Fengya slightly part her lips as if she was about to speak again.

“Don’t speak yet; let me take my medicine first!”

“Ye Meijing” quickly made a stopping gesture and hurriedly took a few Heart-Cleansing Pills to quell her anger before saying, “Alright, you can speak now.”

Fairy Fengya found “Ye Meijing’s” action of taking Heart-Cleansing Pills odd but continued to explain, “Great-Grandmother said that you can find as many as you want, as long as after reaching the Golden Core stage, you give me one day each year for dual cultivation.”

Fairy Fengya’s indifferent tone made “Ye Meijing” feel her anger surge once more. She quickly sat down on the ground to meditate, avoiding a Qi Deviation from her rising anger.

“What, is one day too much? Great-Grandmother said if we’re quick, half an hour would suffice.”

From a day to half an hour, “Ye Meijing” didn’t even know where to start her retort; every word and every part was a point of frustration.

Imagining a future where she pretended to reach the Golden Core stage and Fairy Fengya actually kept her promise to dual cultivate with her, “Ye Meijing” shuddered and disdainfully said, “Forget it, do whatever you want. I don’t want to be your Dao companion anyway; I’ll be driven to death sooner or later.”

“This is fate, it cannot be avoided.”

“You’re not fate, how do you know it can’t be avoided?! Don’t listen to that Great-Grandma about everything; I bet she’s just after your body and planning to possess you when you ascend.”

“Ye Meijing” found the cooperation between Fairy Fengya and that Great-Grandma so maddeningly synchronized that she decided to stop dwelling on it and started to sow discord instead.

As long as Fairy Fengya realized Great-Grandma’s words were unreliable, she would stop spouting such bizarre statements.

“She wouldn’t dare,” Fairy Fengya said again, without even a moment’s hesitation.

“You’re not her, how do you know her thoughts? Even if Fairy Zhu Ling was once an upright person, can you guarantee she hasn’t harbored any resentment over a thousand years, and hasn’t changed?”

Fairy Fengya fell silent, either lost in conversation with Great-Grandma or seriously pondering the issue “Ye Meijing” raised.

There are no absolutes in life. Righteousness depended on the person; it was not a fixed state but was influenced by the seven emotions and six desires, with everyone continuously evolving over time.

Seeing that Fairy Fengya was still silent, “Ye Meijing” added, “Master, I have to admit, you are indeed a martial arts prodigy, but when it comes to being a person, you’re a complete failure.”

“Ye Meijing” continued to lecture in a tone reminiscent of an elder, even finding it somewhat addictive.

After all, she, Ye Wenxin, was a fifty-year-old woman. How could she be toyed with by a junior? Seeing Fairy Fengya still not responding, “Ye Meijing” realized the time was ripe and tried to push her further away.

“I seek a Dao companion not just for desire, but for a mutual understanding and a lifelong partnership. Master, you don’t even understand emotions; being with you is just irritating.”

Fairy Fengya remained silent. Just as “Ye Meijing” thought she had won completely, Fairy Fengya finally looked at her and slowly said, “You truly are my Tribulation of Emotions.”

The statement was baffling, leaving Ye Meijing utterly confused. She had been discussing life, but Fairy Fengya had somehow shifted to talking about love.

“I sensed some changes in the Nine Tribulations Exorcising Curse, so I explored my Dantian for a while; it seems to have had some effect.” Fairy Fengya’s tone quickened slightly, indicating she was pleased with her progress, though only her tone showed this change.

“Ye Meijing” gave up, then noticed they had arrived at the venue; she plopped down on a chair and silently took out a few more Heart-Cleansing Pills, popping them into her mouth. Sighing, she remarked, “Looks like I’ll need to refine more of these soon.”

However, Fairy Fengya did not sit down. She leaned against a nearby wall, taking out the handkerchief worth ten million spirit stones. In that instant, she covered her nose and mouth, spitting out a glob of blood.

Zhu Ling: Mistress, you expended too much Qi earlier, and your breathing is chaotic again.

Fairy Fengya: I know.

Zhu Ling: Mistress, didn’t you find that presence familiar? It felt like someone close to you.

Fairy Fengya: I know.

Zhu Ling: And what exactly do you know, Mistress?

Fairy Fengya: Take a guess.

Lately, Fairy Fengya had become increasingly disobedient, which frustrated Great-Grandma a little. She was convinced that Fairy Fengya had been influenced by Ye Wenxin’s words, and was truly beginning to doubt her.