Stepping directly on Huang Yanheng's face, Ji Xiaoxiao squatted down, her eyes meeting Huang Yanheng's directly. "Let me tell you a secret: what happened before is irrelevant; I never took it to heart. My constant confrontation with you was simply to compete with you."

"Why?" Huang Yanheng asked, distraught, then screamed in terror, "Just because of this absurd reason, you've been going against me at every turn. Su Mali, do you know that Shiyuan's fate is currently unknown?"

Ji Xiaoxiao chuckled softly and patted Huang Yanheng's head. "Whether you know or not, what does it matter to me whether Shiyuan lives or dies? I was born with a Chaos Spiritual Root, a peerless genius of the Tiancang Continent. I reached Foundation Establishment at twelve, peak Foundation Establishment at fifteen, and entered the Qingyun Sect at sixteen, becoming a disciple of Master Yun Yizhen. And you, a wild girl who appeared out of nowhere, your cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds in a month, climbing from the mid-stage of Qi Refining to the early stage of Foundation Establishment, gaining Master's favor and being accepted as a disciple. Now I am at the Nascent Soul stage, Huang Yanheng, what makes you think you can compete with me, what do you have to fight me with?"

Before the original owner ascended to immortality, no matter how profound or unfathomable their cultivation, they were still a member of the mortal world, capable of displeasure, sadness, jealousy, hatred, and revenge. The original owner's constant suppression of Huang Yanheng, and the ultimate reason for this, was simply to compete with Huang Yanheng.

A genius's pride and self-esteem cannot be trampled on by anyone.

"Oh, so that's how it is." A voice full of emotion entered Ji Xiaoxiao's ears. Ji Xiaoxiao looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome man dressed in black standing with his hands behind his back. His expression was a mixture of anger, resentment, joy, and sorrow.

"Yi Ming." Huang Yanheng clearly recognized the handsome man's name and address.

"Why aren't you letting go of my foot?" Upon hearing this, Yi Ming felt a dull pain in his heart.

Ji Xiaoxiao also heard Huang Yanheng's voice. After a moment of surprise, she quickly let go of her foot, her face full of worry, and ran wildly towards Su Jieke. Yi Ming's lips curled up, and nine huge coffin nails shot towards Su Jieke and Ji Xiaoxiao.

---Aside---

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