Chapter 165: I Took the Blame! (Third Update)

Due to the large number of participants in the third round, ten matches would be held simultaneously. Ye Wenxin was already standing beside the arena when her name was called. The one called Zhang Taitai was also a straightforward person, and courteously greeted Ye Wenxin with a clasped fist.

Ye Wenxin responded with a smile, and the two seemed to get along well. However, as soon as they stepped onto the stage, Zhang Taitai’s aura exploded. Ye Wenxin dodged and immediately took out the talisman, infusing it with her Qi.

In an instant, a vague shadow appeared, opening its arms to embrace her. The shadow was very blurry, but judging from its distinctive silhouette, it was probably a clone of Fairy Fengya.

As it embraced her, warmth seeped through her body, making her shiver with comfort. Then, she felt a new kind of power surging from her Dantian.

Due to the clash, Flower Burial and the Nine Tribulations Exorcising Curse began to fight in her Dantian. Ye Wenxin could only smile wryly, and get into an attacking stance despite the discomfort.

The dagger that Gu Xiangsi had given her last time naturally appeared. Zhang Taitai, momentarily stunned upon seeing Ye Wenxin using the talisman, then launched a fierce attack at Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin swiftly dodged once again, her speed extremely fast. In the next second, her dagger was already at Zhang Taitai’s throat.

“Surrender, or I’ll cut it off.” Ye Wenxin showed some mercy to this stranger, feeling a bit afraid of drawing blood and exciting Flower Burial.

“I surrender.” Realizing the strange change in Ye Wenxin just now, Zhang Taitai had lost the will to fight.

At that moment, the talisman’s power disappeared, and Ye Wenxin felt something surging in her throat. She covered her mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“It seems like I’m destined to be your archenemy,” Ye Wenxin sighed to thin air, but the whole arena suddenly erupted in excitement because of the sudden burst of power from Ye Wenxin.

“Where can I buy those talismans?”

“When did Junior Sister Ye change professions to talisman-making?”

But no one found it strange. Ye Wenxin was renowned among a small group of disciples for her Alchemy skills. Now, seeing Ye Wenxin playing with talismans, no one was even surprised.

Seeing the crowd’s excitement, Ye Wenxin simply opened her bag of holding and casually took out a fifth-grade Healing Pill.

“Fifth-grade?”

“Heavens, she even swallowed it in one go!”

“This is infuriating!”

When the crowd saw Ye Wenxin eating the fifth-grade Healing Pill like candy, their expressions became even more bizarre, and their suspicions about the talisman decreased even further.

In reality, Ye Wenxin did it on purpose. She wanted people to think she was just an ordinary person who suddenly became wealthy enough to afford those kinds of talismans that boosted combat power.

In fact, there were indeed people selling them, but very few used cultivation levels as the basis for talismans…

“Hehehe, things are getting more and more interesting.” Atop the high platform, Long Qingyue laughed.

With how well-versed she was in talisman arts, she naturally knew, considering Ye Wenxin’s temper, that she could never craft talismans from her own cultivation. This untainted spiritual energy could only ever come from an immortal sect cultivator.

Remembering that the imaginary shadow earlier held some resemblance to Fairy Fengya, Long Qingyue had the uncontrollable urge to gossip.

“Xiao Zhang, don’t you think that talisman figure just now looked very much like Fairy Fengya?” Long Qingyue was already accustomed to teasing Xiao Zhang. Seeing her always flustered and kneeling at the drop of a hat was quite amusing.

“There is a little similarity.” Xiao Zhang had not noticed at all, her attention solely on Ye Wenxin herself, worried she might get hurt.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wenxin was not only unharmed, but she even won by a landslide.

“Truly boring.” Long Qingyue felt increasingly bored. She preferred the times when she was with Ye Wenxin, messing around and making fun of people in this world together.

Unfortunately, while she was standing below the stage watching the scenery, Ye Wenxin was standing on the stage enjoying the view.

Even though they were the most familiar with each other, it seemed that in just one year, Ye Wenxin had gained quite a few people around her.

Long Qingyue’s gaze swept across the venue, noticing many eyes focused on Ye Wenxin.

There was concern, joy, and even the black-clad woman in the corner seemed to be excessively attentive to Ye Wenxin.

“How many people did you manage to provoke?” Long Qingyue counted; it was too many.

Even if each person took one day in turns…

Long Qingyue imagined it for a moment, and as she did, she could not help but shudder, feeling a bit sorry. She should not have joked about Ye Wenxin’s future miserable life, but she still felt a little lost in her heart.

In Long Qingyue’s life, there was Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, but in Ye Wenxin’s life, there were too many people, yet, Long Qingyue was the only one missing.

“Your Highness, were you talking to me just now?” Xiao Zhang had been looking at Ye Wenxin and missed Long Qingyue’s sigh.

“No, just a little melancholy is all.” Long Qingyue suddenly felt even more bored.

This world was just so boring.

Even if she created more fun, it still felt empty.

Should she not also follow Ye Wenxin’s example and experience the joy of being a mortal again?

Long Qingyue pondered for a while. Perhaps it was because Ye Wenxin’s changes were too drastic, or perhaps she herself was also longing for change.

“Meow.”

The black cat in her arms meowed, releasing a powerful coercive pressure.

This pressure would be extremely uncomfortable even for a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, but for Long Qingyue, who had already stepped into the Soul Transformation stage, it was easy to bear.

“Behave.” She gently patted the black cat’s head.

The black cat obediently closed its eyes again, and the atmosphere returned to calmness, but the fear from just now had never completely disappeared.

Long Qingyue’s heart began to waver……

“Boring.”

“So boring.”

Halfway through, Long Qingyue even began to find the Immortal Sect Grand Tournament boring, feeling a sense of irritability out of nowhere.

“Let’s go back for today,” Long Qingyue looked up at Xiao Zhang and instructed. Although Xiao Zhang was puzzled, she immediately responded, and the two soon disappeared from the high platform.

But the tournament continued, with the strong showing their strength and the weak their weaknesses, and people’s attention gradually shifted; as the hours passed, they began to grow numb to it.

At the end of the day, Ye Wenxin had participated in no less than ten matches.

But because the talismans from Fairy Fengya were unsuitable for her, Ye Wenxin just took it lightly in the next few matches. Either she exhausted her opponents half to death, or they were infuriated by the sight of her casually popping pills like candy.

“A seventh-grade pill, if you surrender, I’ll give you a bottle!”

“Hehehe, top-quality Spring Pill.”

People gradually realized how many valuable things Ye Wenxin had hidden. Some actually surrendered for the pills, while others happened to encounter the junior disciples from the Cozy Gang and voluntarily surrendered.

Even stranger, whether it was her imagination or not, everyone who stepped onto the stage to face her, seemed to have been beaten up before their match.

It was not until much later that Ye Wenxin realized, this Immortal Sect Grand Tournament was not just being influenced by Fairy Fengya. Long Qing’er colluded with Xiao Zhang to give Ye Wenxin more opportunities to shine in front of Long Qingyue. They forcefully beat up all of Ye Wenxin’s opponents.

As a result, Ye Wenxin did nothing but make a punching motion, and three opponents spat blood and fell to the ground…

People from other sects watched with unpleasant expressions, deeply realizing how many dirty tricks Ye Wenxin had up her sleeves.

“This really has nothing to do with me, it’s just that this child is so likable, hahaha.” The Sect Master of the Azure Wings Sect laughed hysterically. Ye Wenxin had become the shiniest scapegoat of this Immortal Sect Grand Tournament, attracting the hatred of all the other nine great sects.

Although feeling sorry for Ye Wenxin, when he thought about how each of her opponents had been beaten into a pitiful state, the Sect Master just laughed shamelessly.

The other sect leaders were furious but had nowhere to vent their anger. The one who acted was none other than Long Qing’er, the princess of the Golden Age Dynasty and the current heir to the throne. They dared not voice their anger and could only give various unpleasant looks to the Sect Master.

Unfortunately, the Sect Master had already developed a skin thicker than a city wall. He continued to smile, even giving a thumbs up in his heart to Princess Long Qingyue, who had left the scene on purpose.

“The Immortal Sect Grand Tournament will take a temporary break today. The next round of matches, narrowing fifty down to thirty, will take place tomorrow,” announced the referee on stage. Ye Wenxin, who had been dozing off, immediately woke up upon hearing this.

“Big Sister, that’s amazing, you made it to the top fifty!”

“Wait, top fifty? Did we fight for that long today?” Ye Wenxin felt something was off. She had not realized that so many matches had taken place in one day, so she had not paid much attention to her ranking.

But without her noticing, she had made it to the top fifty?

This went beyond her expectations; it made her worry that Gu Xiangsi would seize the opportunity to find her a new master. Just as she started thinking about it, she saw Gu Xiangsi coming towards her from afar, looking excited.

“I’m gonna go eat, bye!” Ye Wenxin ran off, trying to escape reality in the most obvious way possible.

But she had barely run a few steps when she saw Long Qing’er and Xiao Zhang.

She was puzzled as to why these two were together again. They seemed to have noticed her and waved to her. Before she could think of a strategy, her body reacted instinctively.

Ye Wenxin ran swiftly, soon breaking free from the encirclement, feeling that life was a bit difficult. She clearly did not want any particular outcome, but the worst always seemed to happen in reality.

“Maybe I should just forfeit the first match tomorrow,” Ye Wenxin sighed, recalling her performance today. She did not know who was causing trouble behind the scenes, and she was unwilling to let them spoil her like this.

“Miss Wen―”

Suddenly, someone approached her, and without thinking, Ye Wenxin punched them. The person exclaimed in surprise and immediately fell to the ground.

Ye Wenxin pretended to be surprised and quickly said, “Sorry, Su Mei, I thought it was an enemy attack.” She showed no remorse in her words, and had no intention of hiding her dislike, wanting to see what tricks Su Mei could still play.

How could Su Mei have known that her friendly approach would trigger Ye Wenxin’s defensive reaction? She felt angry at being struck, but could not show any hint of it.