However, soon, as Xia Zihan's chest rose and fell gently, she slowly raised her chin, and the corner of her veil fluttered with her somewhat rapid breathing, revealing a section of her neck line as smooth as mutton fat jade.
The anger that had been welling up in those frosty eyes was now suppressed into a deep calm.
"Hehe, we've only just met, yet we're already addressing each other as sisters so intimately. Doesn't that seem a bit too familiar?"
At this point, Xia Zihan narrowed her eyes slightly, a faint yet sharp light flashing within them. She looked at Murong Liyue with a half-smile, her voice carrying a hidden edge:
"I've heard that some flowers in this world are beautiful, but they prefer to grow in carefully tended gardens elsewhere. They always think of taking advantage of the wind to scatter their seeds in the garden, hoping to take root and sprout, regardless of whether the garden's owner is willing or not. Don't you think these flowers are a little confused about their place?"
"Like a meticulously constructed courtyard, it cannot tolerate unauthorized intruders disturbing it. Some people always think that by sneaking across the threshold when no one is looking, they can gain a place in this courtyard, but they forget that the courtyard gate is not for just anyone to enter. If you accidentally step through the wrong gate, you'll become the subject of gossip and become the talk of the town, don't you think?"
Upon hearing this, Murong Liyue's anger flared up instantly.
This is clearly an insinuation that she is promiscuous and uses any means necessary to seduce Qin Luo, and it strongly implies that she is not qualified to enter Qin Luo's life at all, let alone be considered a sister.
Very well! I've already given him all the courtesy I could, but he doesn't appreciate it. If Qin Luo blames me for this later, I've done my best and have a good reason to refuse.
Thinking of this, Murong Liyue no longer held back, but still maintained a faint smile on her face. However, the smile did not reach her eyes, making her appear particularly cold.
"Oh, Miss Xia, that's quite an interesting thing to say."
"But I've heard that if this garden is truly well-managed, how could other people's seeds easily fall in and take root? Could it be that the garden's owner has been too negligent, allowing this garden to have such an opportunity?"
Murong Liyue's voice was clear and crisp, each word like pearls falling onto a jade plate, yet carrying a sharp edge.
"As for the courtyard gate, how could Miss Xia know that the owner might have intentionally left it slightly ajar to welcome distinguished guests? If people are simply turned away and their true soulmates are missed, this courtyard will likely end up desolate and deserted."
"Or is it that Miss Xia is being so vigilant because she doesn't really have any confidence in her position in the garden owner's heart?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Zihan's face turned extremely ugly. Her fair face flushed red with anger. She bit her lower lip so hard that her teeth almost dug into her delicate skin, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists in her sleeves.
She never expected that Murong Liyue would not only be quick-witted but also dare to fight back so boldly, her words like needles, causing her to lose face.
Xia Zihan stopped playing along and bluntly stated:
"You shameless woman, you dare to interfere in my relationship with Qin Luo and still have the nerve to complain? I never thought you were any different from those flirtatious women, covered in filth yet still daring to get close to people!"
"I don't believe that with so many Heavenly Gates, you and Qin Luo are so coincidentally in the same Heavenly Gate. Do you think I don't know what you're up to?"
Xia Zihan took a step forward, her finger almost poking Murong Liyue's nose, her anger and disgust undisguised:
"Qin Luo is mine, always has been!"
Upon hearing this, Murong Liyue felt a chill run down her spine, and her momentum weakened somewhat.
She couldn't help but recall that when she first entered Lingyuan Sect, Qin Luo had indeed been the first to arrive, which could at the time be explained by mere coincidence.
But that open-air night during the assessment, with the moonlight as clear as water, and my bold attempt to persuade him to stay... now, it has become an undeniable "handle" for me to refute.
Murong Liyue pressed her lips together, her eyes flickering, momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond to Xia Zihan's series of sharp questions.
After a moment of silence, Murong Liyue's gaze inadvertently swept over Xia Zihan's flat chest. Although her own chest was not particularly prominent either, a secret sense of pride welled up in her heart in comparison.
Thinking of this, she subconsciously straightened her back, raised her chin, and a stubborn glint flashed in her eyes, as if silently retorting, "In this respect, I'm much better than you. Maybe Qin Luo..."
Upon seeing this scene, Xia Zihan was taken aback at first. Her gaze fell upon Murong Liyue's straight back and raised chin. Following the other's gaze, she immediately understood the deeper meaning.
In an instant, an indescribable sense of shame and indignation welled up in my heart, and my cheeks turned bright red with anger, just like a ripe tomato.
Xia Zihan's physical shortcomings have always been a hidden pain in her heart. She tried her best to cover up this inferiority with her looks and strong strength, but she did not expect that Murong Liyue would so bluntly expose her scars.
At this moment, all reason crumbled in the face of anger. The purple spiritual energy around her burst forth uncontrollably, and the originally calm ice lake was instantly enveloped by a large amount of spiritual energy. The purple aura piled up layer upon layer, making it so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
"You...you shameless woman! How dare you humiliate me like this!"
"If you had known better, I might have spared you a shred of dignity. But you still dare to stubbornly cling to him like this. Then I will personally teach you what true dignity is!"
Xia Zihan's voice echoed through the icy snow, filled with endless anger and humiliation.
Her hands frantically formed hand seals, and spiritual energy surged around her. A star radiating brilliant purple light slowly took shape in Xia Zihan's palm.
The stars seemed to be a vast cosmos condensed within them, countless stars twinkling and shifting, each containing immense spiritual energy. The once thick layer of ice, illuminated by the starlight, actually showed signs of disintegrating.
Upon seeing this, Murong Liyue immediately snorted coldly, unleashing her saintly aura without reservation, and with her unique saintly power, she shattered the oppressive purple aura around her.
In an instant, she was surrounded by dazzling light, and holy moonlight emanated from her body, just like a crescent moon hanging high in the night sky. The cool light poured down, covering the already chilling icy plain with a layer of cold silver gauze, and the temperature around her dropped to freezing point.
At the same time, in the sea of origin of the starry spirit seal behind her, a majestic figure slowly emerged. A hundred-foot-tall, exquisite and translucent Dharma image stepped out from the sea of seals with agile steps.
This Dharma image is surrounded by the profound principles of the spiritual array in the world. When its eyes open and close, countless spiritual imprints seem to flash and flow. Its hair is like a surging Milky Way, dancing wildly and leaving behind streaks of dreamlike light.
With each step the Taiyi Tianyan Dharma Form took, the ice field beneath its feet trembled violently, and cracks spread wildly in all directions from the point of its landing, as if even this world could hardly withstand the pressure it brought.
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