Chapter 451: Truly a Small World

It seemed that Fairy Fengya had just now connected the seductive woman before her with the infamous Liu Churan. She closed the distance with such speed that before Liu Churan could blink, Fairy Fengya was already right in front of her.

Liu Churan wanted to resist, but for some reason, as death brushed past her in that brief instant, she almost called out the word “Mother”. She managed to suppress it, not allowing her vulnerability to show.

Suddenly, she realized that the renowned Fairy Fengya was far more formidable than she appeared. Her strength surpassed all of Liu Churan’s expectations. If Fairy Fengya had harbored any intent to kill, Liu Churan would already be dead.

The others, unaware of what had transpired, assumed that Liu Churan and Fairy Fengya were evenly matched, and that they were intimidating each other, engaging in a battle of wills.

Fairy Fengya observed Liu Churan for only a few seconds before saying indifferently, “So what the secret chronicle says is true.”

Liu Churan was stunned, and so was Ye Wenxin, who had hurried over to pull Fairy Fengya away. Neither could understand how Fairy Fengya had come to know anything about Liu Churan.

After thinking it over, Ye Wenxin recalled that Fairy Fengya had once read the secret chronicle about Long Qingyue and Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng. The chronicle had portrayed Liu Churan as a pitiful character who couldn’t obtain the love she desired. Nothing was mentioned of her cruelty, or her other traits. Perhaps even now, Fairy Fengya still saw Liu Churan as nothing more than an unfortunate soul.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Liu Churan was growing increasingly confused. She found it weird, as Fairy Fengya was entirely different from the rumors.

Fairy Fengya seemed to be looking at her, yet Fairy Fengya’s eyes reflected no one.

The question she just asked also seemed to be about something pointless.

“Miss Liu, don’t ask any more questions. This fairy is solely focused on her cultivation, and knows nothing of demon sect affairs,” Ye Wenxin forced herself to reply.

She knew she shouldn’t be drawing attention to herself, nor should she be defending Fairy Fengya, yet her body acted faster than her mind. It was as if, deep in her subconscious, she felt that Fairy Fengya was someone she needed to protect.

This unsettling contradiction frightened Ye Wenxin, but Liu Churan seemed to find something amusing in her words. Surprised, she asked with renewed interest, “Oh? Then, tell me. What kind of person do you think this servant is?”

She seemed genuinely curious about the answer, and for some reason, Fairy Fengya appeared to sympathize with this pitiable figure. In a calm voice, she answered, “A miserable one.”

That single remark left Liu Churan momentarily stunned before she burst into laughter, as though she had just heard the funniest joke in the world. However, to Ye Wenxin, that laughter seemed hollow—a feigned display of strength.

“Hahaha, a miserable person… They always have something detestable about them.” Liu Churan laughed, tossing out these words before leaving with a thoughtful expression. For some reason, Ye Wenxin had a feeling that after this, not only would Liu Churan never give up, but she would also proceed to stir up even greater waves.

Ye Wenxin sighed as she watched her retreating figure, feeling a mix of sorrow and regret. Perhaps she really should take the time to have a proper conversation with Liu Churan, to prevent her from completely following in the Demon Lord’s footsteps.

However, the crowd was unaware of the complicated emotions involved. Once the demon sect people finally left, they remained on guard, wary of a potential third wave of intruders.

As if the heavens had forsaken them, yet another group soon arrived in grand fashion. Dressed in fiery red robes, they resembled flaming birds soaring through the sky.

Thankfully, this new group didn’t show any signs of hostility. Jin Xiaoqin, the highest-ranking elder present, steeled herself and went forward to greet them.

“Are you all from Nirvana Pavilion?” Nirvana Pavilion was one of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, though unlike the others, it was renowned for its culinary arts. Their establishments were spread all over the world, their orders always in high demand. Making a fortune daily wasn’t just a dream for them.

The crowd’s eyes never sparkled as bright as they did upon seeing the group and hearing the famous name. They realized they wouldn’t have to endure One Short Sect’s meager meals anymore.

However, Nirvana Pavilion wasn’t known for powerful cultivators; even their Vice Pavilion Master was only at the Golden Core stage, so they rarely showed up at these kinds of violent confrontations.

A slightly chubby man led the group. Jin Xiaoqin had seen him a few times before—this was Hao Wan, the Vice Pavilion Master of Nirvana Pavilion.

“Hehehe, I am Hao Wan, Vice Pavilion Master of Nirvana Pavilion,” the chubby man said, cupping his hands in greeting. He had the face of a merchant, an apparently shrewd one at that.

Beside him stood a tall, silent man, also dressed in Nirvana Pavilion uniform, but his was more elaborate than Hao Wen’s. He had handsome features—the kind of man who would score highly in the eyes of the common folk.

Ye Wenxin found the man’s face somewhat familiar, and he was also staring at her. Amidst this unspoken exchange, something seemed to be brewing between them. The next second, the handsome man finally showed a strange expression and suddenly said, “Little sister, is that you?”

As this cliché scene unfolded before Ye Wenxin in real time, it left her confused.

“I’m Ye Tian. Your big brother, Ye Tian.” The man grew even more excited, stepping forward and eagerly introducing himself to Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin had long pushed this memory aside, but she did have an older brother in this world. He wasn’t her biological brother, though. After Ye Tian’s family had fallen into poverty, he was eventually adopted into the Ye Clan.

The two had lived together for barely two or three years, and they hadn’t interacted much. Ye Wenxin had been more focused on her plans to escape, so she didn’t pay much attention to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian had always been rather slow, and after the day Ye Wenxin had a meltdown, she ended up killing her mother in this world first. As for whether she had killed Ye Tian or not, her memory was completely fuzzy.

But now, seeing the man’s face and hearing his words, Ye Wenxin suddenly felt that she had miscalculated. She had assumed they were all dead, yet here she was, encountering her once-adopted elder brother in such an unexpected situation.

“Sir, perhaps you’ve mistaken me for someone else. If I were truly your little sister, I’d be at least forty or fifty years old by now.” Ye Wenxin kept a cool head and reminded Ye Tian, who was clearly too excited, that he hadn’t considered her bone age.

Disguise techniques could change one’s entire appearance, but there were a lot of things they couldn’t cover, especially one’s bone age. This was precisely why Ye Wenxin had been able to fool most people—because no one knew about her unique Bone-shrinking Technique, which allowed her to deceive others so effortlessly.

Ye Wenxin’s words finally brought Ye Tian back to his senses. He let out an awkward laugh, but it was Abbess Jiunan who stepped forward to break the tension.

“Pavilion Master Ye. While this young lady also happens to be named Ye Wenxin, she’s certainly not your long-lost sister.” Abbess Jiunan’s words left Ye Wenxin even more bewildered.

During that time, she recalled that there had indeed been a big sister who always visited her dull older brother, but since Ye Wenxin had already activated her Iceborn Constitution back then, she was preoccupied with plotting her escape, and had no time to bother with their relationship.

Now, seeing that her once adopted brother had become the Pavilion Master, and that the somewhat annoying big sister had turned into the Abbess, left Ye Wenxin feeling that the world was frighteningly small…