Chapter 28: Cuizhu "Master, Cuizhu seems to have stolen something."...
Ye Nan walked up to the elder, a hint of pride on his dull face. "So what if she's a girl? The Immortal from Cangqiong Mountain praised me yesterday. My swordsmanship might even be better than some of the disciples from the Lianwu Sect."
Elder Lianwu's smile froze on his face in an instant.
Ye Liang shouted angrily, "Ye Nan, what are you talking about? Do you even know what respect means?!"
"It's just the truth." Ye Nan didn't care.
She had lived in the countryside with her mother Jiang Sanniang since she was a child, and she met Ye Liang when she was only eight years old.
All in all, I only spent four short years with my biological father.
Ye Liang doesn't like An Nan because he thinks An Nan is unruly and untameable.
Similarly, An Nan also has no good feelings towards Ye Liang, the great philanthropist in Yangzhou City. He believes that helping outsiders but not his own people is just a waste of time.
Rather than obeying Ye Liang, An Nan preferred to watch the old man fuming and glaring.
"You evil creature!"
Anan picked up the teapot and poured tea for Elder Cang Qiong while speaking calmly, "The Wax Apple Sect is undoubtedly formidable. Although the people of the cultivation world have always rumored that Cang Qiong Mountain is the most powerful sect, Anan has never considered the Wax Apple Sect inferior."
Elder Lianwu's expression eased a little, and he picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Anan glanced at the elder's expression, put down the teapot and continued, "But after seeing you today, I've changed my mind."
The elder paused holding the teacup and asked casually, "What's your idea?"
"The Wax-Rose Sect is certainly formidable, perhaps even as strong as Cangqiong Mountain. But I can't say enough good of the character of the Wax-Rose Mountain elders."
This elder of the Wax Apple Sect not only disregarded the friendship among the hundreds of immortal sects, but also obstructed Cangqiong Mountain's recruitment of disciples and looked down on girls. Ye Nan hated this kind of people the most.
Some of the water in the cup spilled out, and the elder tightened his grip on the cup, snorting coldly, "I really don't know where Miss Ye heard such rumors. We in the Wax Apple Sect have always been knowledgeable and reasonable. This is clearly slander!"
Ye Nan showed no mercy. "I can guess what the elder's purpose is. I believe the elder has already made a judgment in his heart whether it is slander or not."
Being accused by a little girl of having an unclear mindset, Elder Lianwu couldn't stand it. His face darkened and he sneered, "Miss Ye really lives up to her reputation."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked away without looking back.
Such a farce, ended so hastily.
As an outsider, Xie Wuyang didn't understand why An Nan would offend the elders of the Lianwu Sect so blatantly.
As Anan said, the Lianwu Sect, as one of the three major sects in the world of cultivation, is not much worse than Cangqiong Mountain. As the saying goes, "more friends, more paths." The matter between Anan and Cangqiong Mountain is still unsettled, so there is no need to offend such a big sect.
Xie Wuyang became more and more puzzled, especially when An Nan angered the elder of the Lianwu Sect and drove him away, and Ye Liang used twenty whips as a punishment.
The clothes on his back were stained with blood. Anan lay on the bed with his eyes slightly closed and his brows twisted.
An Nan didn't have a maid, and finally Ye Huixuan felt sorry for her and transferred one from his own staff.
She was the one who had a conflict with Sixth Aunt that day and was rescued by Anan.
The maid's name is Cui Liu. She has been in the mansion for nearly three years and Ye Huixuan is quite trustworthy.
While Cui Liu was applying medicine to An Nan, Xie Wuyang and Yun Wanzhou were guarding outside the door.
Yun Wanzhou stood with his back to the door, his hands behind his back, while Xie Wuyang sat on the stone steps in the backstage, his right hand faintly stroking the ring on his index finger.
After all, there were some subtle differences in the patterns between the ring made by Suixue and Quexie. Xie Wuyang lost interest after playing with it for a while.
It was evening at that time, and the setting sun dyed half the sky red, and even Yun Wanzhou's clothes were stained with light orange.
Xie Wuyang half leaned against the door, looking at Yun Wanzhou's back, "Master, have you seen An Nan?"
This problem has troubled Xie Wuyang for a long time.
Since Anan has thought about taking Yun Wanzhou as his master, according to Anan's personality, he should have given it a try. If he has really seen Yun Wanzhou, he should have some impression of him, right?
Yun Wanzhou lowered his eyes, as if recalling something. After a long moment, he shook his head and said, "No."
Not getting the answer he wanted, Xie Wuyang sighed and felt really worried.
This illusion and An Nan were both extremely strange, and Xie Wuyang could not see through anything.
After an unknown amount of time, Anan's door was opened again, and Cuizhu stood opposite Xie Wuyang holding a basin half stained with blood.
Xie Wuyang was sitting on the stone steps and had not yet stood up. Looking up at people made him feel dizzy and his neck was sore, which was really uncomfortable.
Seeing Cuizhu applying the medicine to Anan, Xie Wuyang no longer hesitated. He was just about to pull Yun Wanzhou to Anan's room to find a stool to rest for a while, but he stopped in mid-air just when he was halfway up.
When Yun Wanzhou stood up, he was taller than an ordinary man, so he could only see Cuizhu's upper body.
But Xie Wuyang was different. From his perspective at this moment, he could just see half of Cuizhu's hand hidden under the basin.
Xie Wuyang suddenly grabbed half of Yun Wanzhou's sleeve, stared at Cuizhu's right hand, which was clenched into a fist, and said, "Master, Cuizhu seems to have stolen something."
If an outsider accidentally enters the illusion, he cannot use spiritual power in the illusion. If he disrupts the established route in the illusion, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Therefore, when Xie Wuyang saw this scene, he just narrowed his eyes and did not say anything to stop it.
Just as Cuizhu turned around to close the door, Xie Wuyang suddenly discovered that there was a layer of black air lingering around Cuizhu.
If this black color really existed, Ye Nan would not have been unaware of it just now, unless only outsiders like them could see this black energy.
Just at this moment, Xie Wuyang suddenly felt the fluctuation of spiritual power around him, and Cuizhu's hand holding the basin suddenly loosened, and water splashed on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a cry of surprise resounded throughout the Ye Mansion.
“Ghost—”
Before Xie Wuyang could recover from this sudden incident, An Nan's voice came from the front, "Who?"
Xie Wuyang's body stiffened, and when he looked up, he met Ye Nan's light brown eyes.
Can she see herself?
No one spoke for a long time until Ye Nan walked towards Xie Wuyang, and then Xie Wuyang was convinced of this.
"I said I got lost and entered the Ye Mansion. Do you believe me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword was placed on Xie Wuyang's neck. An Nan shook his head seriously, "I don't believe it."
Xie Wuyang raised his hands obediently and raised his eyebrows at the little girl who was half a head shorter than him.
Anan's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he couldn't help but increase the strength of the sword in his hand, "Speak."
Xie Wuyang's mind moved, and he remembered that Ye Nan wanted to take Yun Wanzhou as his master during the day, "I am here to take you back to Cangqiong Mountain on the orders of Yun Wanzhou, the elder of Cangqiong Mountain."
Xie Wuyang was talking nonsense, but suddenly he thought of the spiritual weapon Broken Snow that he had transformed into a ring, and said, "I still have the Broken Snow Sword, Yun Xianzun's token."
"Broken Snow?" Anan frowned, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, "Where is it?"
Xie Wuyang raised his right hand and said, "It's this ring."
As he spoke, Xie Wuyang lowered his gaze slightly to his index finger. The ring transformed from the Broken Snow Sword was round and shone with a snow-white luster.
Anan turned his head and took a look. Suddenly his eyes turned cold. The sword tip that had just relaxed was pressed against Xie Wuyang's neck again. "You are lying."
"I didn't say that..." Xie Wuyang was anxious and was about to open his mouth to argue, but a light bulb went off in his head and his words were stuck.
The reason why he could be seen by people in the illusion was probably because there was a problem with the source of spiritual power outside the illusion.
But why couldn't Ye Nan see the broken snow?
Xie Wuyang was slightly stunned. After coming back to his senses, he subconsciously looked at Yun Wanzhou who was standing on the side. The moment he turned his head, he saw only an empty side. Then, Xie Wuyang felt his index finger was empty. When he lowered his head again, he didn't know where the ring was.
Where is Yun Wanzhou?
He won't abandon me and run away, right?
Even when Xie Wuyang was tied up by Anan and tied to a dead tree in the yard by Anan and Cuizhu, Xie Wuyang still had not recovered from the fact that "Yun Wanzhou was missing".
Seeing An Nan abandon him in the yard and clapping his hands to leave, Xie Wuyang suddenly came back to his senses, "Ye Nan, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
Anan paused and looked at him indifferently.
Xie Wuyang continued, "When I was outside the door, I saw Cuizhu stealing something."
Xie Wuyang was afraid An Nan wouldn't believe him, so he pursed his lips and told her everything he had seen and heard. "When I was sitting outside the door, I saw Cuizhu holding something in her hand and covering it with the wooden basin. She thought it was perfect, but she never imagined that I was waiting for Miss Ye to come out of the yard. I was just punishing the evildoers and catching the thief for Miss Ye."
"You're talking nonsense! You're clearly seeking revenge against me because I discovered you sneaking into the young lady's courtyard!"
Xie Wuyang glanced sideways with disdain.
Seeing Xie Wuyang ignoring her, Cuizhu went to Anan again with a sad face, "Miss, you saved me from Sixth Aunt that day. I am so grateful to you. How could I steal your things?"
Xie Wuyang said, "As you said, if you still steal the young lady's things after doing this, wouldn't that be cruel and ungrateful?"
"You..." Cuizhu's face turned red and white.
Xie Wuyang was too lazy to bother with this ungrateful villain anymore.
There are some things that Ye Nan should have guessed with his intelligence even if he didn't say them explicitly.
Ye Nan's attitude at this moment must have other considerations.
But at least, his life was safe for the time being. He could only endure the injustice of having this body tied up for a while.
Anan turned back to meet Cuizhu's eyes and said coldly, "You go down first."
Cuizhu was confused at first, but when she saw that Ye Nan had no intention of punishing her, she dared not say anything. She just said "yes" and hurriedly retreated, almost tripping herself in the process.
Xie Wuyang smiled and said, "Miss Ye knows that what I said is true. Why didn't you punish the maid a little, but instead pretended nothing happened and let her go?"
Anan sat down on a rock beside the tree. A hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, and then his expression immediately turned cold. "Don't think that just because you told me about Cuizhu, I'll let you go. You're still a suspicious person who infiltrated the Ye family."
As he spoke, Anan raised his sword and casually pointed the tip of the sword at Xie Wuyang, his words full of threats.
Xie Wuyang once again naturally pulled Yun Wanzhou out to block the knife, "I really am Yun Wanzhou's disciple."
"How to prove it?" Anan was unmoved.
Xie Wuyang's thoughts moved, and he leaned sideways with difficulty, "You have seen the disciple token of Cangqiong Mountain, right? I have one like it here."
Anan raised his eyebrows and reached into Xie Wuyang's waist without any hesitation.
If it were other girls, this action would probably make their cheeks blush and their eyes shy, but Anan was different. She took off the token hanging on Xie Wuyang's waist without changing her expression, and searched his waist belt.
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