On the other side, Yun Wan'er was dumbfounded, her heart filled with a mixture of shock and jealousy, which grew wildly like poisonous vines, almost squeezing the juice out of her heart and lungs.
Shen Zhaozhao?!
How could it be Shen Zhaozhao?!
That good-for-nothing who couldn't even capture Gu Xuanchen's heart, who only deserves to eke out a living under her brilliance and be her stepping stone, what makes her so special?!
That man… that man she knew at a glance was aloof and unattainable, someone who should rightfully be in her grasp, Yun Wan'er, actually… actually looked at Shen Zhaozhao with that indulgent and secretly possessive gaze?!
He even allowed her to get that close!
Why does she get all the good things?!
A metallic taste suddenly surged into her throat. Yun Wan'er clenched her fists tightly, her carefully manicured nails digging deep into her delicate palms. The stinging pain barely suppressed the bone-deep jealousy that threatened to tear her disguise apart.
She tried her best to steady her trembling arms, and the frail expression on her face only added to her sorrow.
"So... it's Senior Sister Zhao Zhao..."
Yun Wan'er tried her best to maintain a tone of simple surprise, along with a hint of regret for others, as if she genuinely felt sorry for Gu Xuanchen. "No wonder Senior Sister looks down on Senior Brother Gu now. It turns out that... she has found such an amazing ally."
As she spoke, she seemed to recall something from the past, and sighed softly, her gaze subtly shifting between Shen Zhaozhao and the distinguished man beside her.
"But... Wan'er still remembers how devoted and obedient Senior Sister was to Senior Brother Gu back in the sect. Her deep affection at that time was truly touching. Who in the sect didn't know that?"
"How long has it been... Senior Sister's feelings have changed so quickly?"
"It's truly...heartbreaking."
Her words were soft, yet every word was piercing, each one attempting to paint a picture of a fickle, opportunistic woman who fawned over the powerful, eager to sow seeds of doubt and disgust in the heart of that noble man.
She could almost foresee the coldness and disdain that would surface in those deep, icy eyes.
After all, what man could resist the thought that the woman he's attracted to once harbored such humility and longing for another man?
However, instead of receiving a response from Xie Linyuan, she was first met by Gu Xuanchen, who had come looking for her.
Footsteps echoed below the spiral staircase as Gu Xuanchen led several inner disciples of the Tianyan Sect to hurry over, clearly drawn by the commotion.
Seeing the strange standoff before them, especially the intimate gesture between the mysterious bigwig from the top pavilion and Shen Zhaozhao, the disciples were all stunned. They looked at each other, speechless.
Gu Xuanchen immediately noticed Yun Wan'er, who was on the verge of tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice. His heart tightened, and he took a few steps forward, intending to ask gently, "Wan'er, who wronged you?" But before he could speak, his gaze shifted to the side, and he suddenly bumped into Shen Zhaozhao—
And the man in black robes who was holding her protectively, exuding an aura of nobility and dignity that made it impossible to look directly at him, and even inspiring thoughts of kneeling down.
Gu Xuanchen's face instantly turned extremely ugly, his ashen complexion tinged with a twisted pallor.
An extremely complex emotion suddenly seized him.
He hated Shen Zhaozhao and wished he could grind this woman, who had once joined forces with Yan Qiubai to severely humiliate him, to dust.
But now, looking at this woman who once had him in her heart and eyes, who was crazy about him, who humbled herself for him, who could come and go as she pleased, she now stands so naturally beside another man. Her eyes, which used to hold only him and reflect his image, now don't even have a trace of his reflection...
An intense, almost distorted possessiveness and a sense of loss of control, mixed with the jealousy of being outdone, instantly overwhelmed his remaining rationality.
It's like... an old object that he once owned but didn't care about and casually discarded was suddenly picked up, wiped clean, and revealed a dazzling light that he had never noticed before, and was even elevated to a height that he had to look up to!
How could he possibly tolerate this?!
Driven by jealousy, Gu Xuanchen scoffed coldly. His thoughtless and extremely malicious speculation almost spilled out, his voice deliberately raised with sarcasm: "Who do we have here? It's Junior Sister Shen."
"It's only been a few days since I last saw you, and you've actually climbed up to a high position. No wonder your cultivation has progressed so rapidly. I suppose... it's because you've been enjoying yourself under this fellow Daoist's body every night, exchanging your primordial yang energy for it?"
"You've got quite the skill. I underestimated you before."
Upon hearing this, Murong Xiao broke out in a cold sweat, his back instantly soaked through.
As someone who came from the Nine Heavens Palace, he naturally knew better than others that Gu Xuanchen possessed the destiny of Heaven and was the chosen one of this world.
But the chosen one is now courting disaster!
As expected.
This time, before Pei Lang could even jump up and curse, an invisible yet immense and terrifying will, like a collapsing starry sky, carrying the majestic power of heaven, suddenly descended.
It wasn't aimed at the entire field, but rather it was extremely precise, locking onto one person.
The sarcasm and malice on Gu Xuanchen's face froze instantly, replaced by an extreme terror from the depths of his soul, the terror of facing absolute crushing power!
He felt an invisible giant hand pressing down hard on his shoulder with an unyielding and terrifying will that seemed to come from heaven and earth itself!
"Thump!"
With a muffled thud, Gu Xuanchen couldn't even struggle. His protective spiritual energy shattered like paper, his knees buckled, and he was pinned to the ground like a fly that had been swatted, his entire body pressed firmly against the cold, hard starlight-covered wooden floor!
His cheeks were even slightly deformed from the enormous impact, pressed tightly against the ground, looking utterly disheveled!
"Well--!"
He let out a short, agonizing scream, feeling as if every bone in his body was shattering, his internal organs were being squeezed by this tyrannical force to the point of bursting, his blood and qi were surging wildly, his vision was going black, and a metallic taste kept rising in his throat.
He tried to lift his head and struggle, but found that he couldn't even move a finger. He could only open his mouth in vain, like a dying fish, feeling the terrifying pressure that was about to crush his soul and condemn him to eternal damnation.
Xie Linyuan didn't even glance at the muddy mess on the ground, as if he had merely brushed away a speck of dust.
The man's dark robe sleeves remained motionless, and his handsome, jade-like face showed no extra expression. Only in his deep, cold eyes, as if looking down on an ant, a trace of icy disdain flashed across his face.
The surroundings were deathly silent.
All the disciples of the Tianyan Sect were terrified, their faces pale, and they remained silent, not daring to utter a sound.
Yun Wan'er's face turned deathly pale instantly, but... it wasn't from fear, but rather from an intense, burning excitement—
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