Chapter 89 - 64: The Trash of Trash

Ye Zhaozhao gave Dragon Roar a disdainful glance but put the treasure sword away nonetheless.

Inside the Jade Scroll.

Li Shuang’s expression shifted slightly.

Su Mu had conjured an image of the situation outside for her to see.

She saw it with perfect clarity. In that instant, Ye Zhaozhao had, without a doubt, unleashed the power of the Nascent Soul Stage!

Everyone’s power was suppressed, yet she alone could unseal her own.

With a power suppression of two Great Ranks in this Secret Realm, Ye Zhaozhao was practically invincible.

Su Mu said, "She must have some kind of Exotic Treasure on her that allows her to briefly unseal her power. But the duration is definitely short. Otherwise, her first reaction upon seeing the Nine-headed Lion wouldn’t have been to flee."

If she could use her Nascent Soul Stage power without limit, Ye Zhaozhao wouldn’t have waited until the last moment to make a move.

Li Shuang nodded.

Her gaze was serene.

’The question now is, how many more times can Ye Zhaozhao use her Nascent Soul Stage power?’

"Don’t worry, members of the Demon Clan will come and help us test her," Su Mu said with a smile. "The Demon Luring Grass juice has an effect that lasts for three hours. And it has only just begun!"

Li Shuang nodded and resumed her observation.

Ye Zhaozhao didn’t dare stay in one place for too long now. She quickly departed.

Ye Zhaozhao’s face was grim. Since entering the Secret Realm, she had already run into the Demon Clan twice in a row.

’It can’t be that this whole Langya Secret Realm is crawling with the Demon Clan, can it?’

’Surely all the bad luck can’t be falling on me alone!’

But sure enough, after that stretch of misfortune, her luck seemed to take a turn for the better.

While fleeing aimlessly, she unexpectedly ran into a familiar face.

"Zhaozhao!" Chang Le’an looked at her, pleasantly surprised. "You’re back? I heard sounds of fighting from that direction just now. I was worried about you."

Ye Zhaozhao subconsciously broke into a gentle smile. "I’m fine."

Noticing the bloodstains on her clothes, Chang Le’an grew tense. "Zhaozhao, are you hurt?"

Ye Zhaozhao shook her head. "It’s nothing. It’s blood from a demon beast."

Ye Zhaozhao had no time to dwell on this with Chang Le’an. She asked directly, "Third Martial Brother, have you found anything of value this whole time?"

Chang Le’an’s expression instantly stiffened.

Ye Zhaozhao frowned. "Is something wrong?"

It was only then that she noticed Chang Le’an’s tattered clothes and disheveled hair; he cut a very pathetic figure.

Chang Le’an said awkwardly, "Not long after you left... I, uh, I accidentally provoked a swarm of sand scorpions. I tried everything and only just now managed to get away from them."

Ye Zhaozhao fell silent for a moment, then asked, "So, in all this time, you’ve done nothing but escape from sand scorpions?"

Looking embarrassed, Chang Le’an quickly said, "Zhaozhao, trust me! Now that I’ve gotten away from those sand scorpions, my good luck is about to kick in! We’ll find something soon, I promise!"

Ye Zhaozhao was growing increasingly skeptical of Chang Le’an’s supposed good fortune. Clinging to her last bit of patience, she said, "Then let’s keep searching. Third Martial Brother, if we don’t find enough this time, Master will definitely not be pleased with us."

"I know." Chang Le’an puffed out his chest. "I’m here, aren’t I? This time, I’ll definitely find a safe path!"

Chang Le’an scanned his surroundings and decisively chose a direction.

Ye Zhaozhao followed him, skeptical.

The two of them walked for some distance without incident.

A smile spread across Chang Le’an’s face. "Little Martial Sister, see? My good fortune really is—"

Before he could finish, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently.

A Black Python abruptly burst from the sand.

The python unfurled its tail and swept it toward them.

’I’m going to lose my mind!’

’The Demon Clan!’

’The Demon Clan!’

’It’s the Demon Clan again!’

’Why do they all have to come after me?!’

’I only have two more chances to use my power! I absolutely cannot waste one here!’

"Little Martial Sister, we have to run!"

Chang Le’an turned and grabbed Ye Zhaozhao, about to flee.

Then, his expression froze.

At that moment, he saw a coldness on Ye Zhaozhao’s face that he had never seen before!

Panic suddenly seized Chang Le’an’s heart, and he subconsciously cried out, "Zhaozhao..."

Ye Zhaozhao glanced at him, then shoved Chang Le’an directly toward the giant python, using the momentum to propel herself away!

Staring at Ye Zhaozhao’s retreating back, Chang Le’an’s eyes flashed with disbelief.

’Little Martial Sister...’

’What is she doing?’

’Is she using me as a shield?’

The giant python was right behind him. Despair washed over Chang Le’an’s face as he turned to make a last, desperate stand.

However, just as he drew his sword, the Black Python acted as if it hadn’t even seen him. Its glistening green eyes were fixed on Ye Zhaozhao. It ignored Chang Le’an completely and charged straight after her!

Chang Le’an stood rooted to the spot, stunned.

Immediately, an ecstatic expression broke out on his face!

’See that?!’

’This is the kind of treatment you get when you’re blessed by fortune! My amazing luck is finally working!’

But as he watched the Black Python chase after Ye Zhaozhao, Chang Le’an was still torn.

Even though his Little Martial Sister had tried to use him as a sacrifice, he had been infatuated with Ye Zhaozhao for a long time, and those feelings couldn’t just change in an instant.

Chang Le’an hesitated, conflicted.

Suddenly, a shower of blood erupted.

Through the crimson mist, he saw Ye Zhaozhao’s contorted face.

Chang Le’an was momentarily stunned.

’Little Martial Sister... she killed the Black Python in a single strike?’

Chang Le’an couldn’t understand what technique Ye Zhaozhao had used to win. He had only one thought.

’Since Ye Zhaozhao could kill the Black Python so easily, why did she use me as a shield?’

’What am I to her?!’

Ye Zhaozhao clenched her jaw.

’Another chance wasted.’

’One last time.’

’I only have one last chance to kill Li Shuang!’

Seeing Chang Le’an’s incredulous expression, Ye Zhaozhao took a deep breath and forced a pitiful look onto her face. "Third Martial Brother, the Black Python’s aura was locked onto me from the very beginning. I only pushed you away to protect you. I used the last Attack Talisman I had on hand to finally kill it."

"Is... is that right?" A smile returned to Chang Le’an’s face. "Martial Sister, I almost wronged you."

"I’m just glad I could clear things up," Ye Zhaozhao said with a sweet, innocent smile.

Chang Le’an was smiling, but his mind was reeling with doubt.

’Did Ye Zhaozhao really push me toward the giant python to protect me?’

’And another thing... Ye Zhaozhao owed Spirit Stones to the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. All of us had to drain our savings just to cover her debt.’

’Entering this Secret Realm, I barely have any useful Magic Treasures or talismans on me.’

’But what about Ye Zhaozhao?’

’First an Acceleration Talisman, now an Attack Talisman... she still seems to be incredibly wealthy.’

’We paid off her debt, yet she’s still loaded with treasures?’

For a moment, an indescribable feeling welled up in Chang Le’an’s heart.

Ye Zhaozhao knew Chang Le’an was likely starting to have his doubts about her, and she was just about to say something to smooth things over.

Suddenly, a silky, sinister voice spoke up.

"Interesting. Truly interesting. My Spirit Exploration Pearl shows nothing out of the ordinary, which proves that you two are nothing but the lowest of the low, the dumbest of the dumb. And yet, idiots like you managed to kill a Black Python in a single strike. This... is just far too interesting."