Chapter 580

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Seeing the young girl’s sorrowful expression, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but laugh and say, “It’s not true at all…”

“Then what happened last night?” Qing Shiyu pressed on relentlessly.

“Last night… there was a problem during my cultivation. When I was trying to form the fourth Yuanfu, something went wrong…”

Not far away, Wang Xueqi, Qing Chengtian, and Xiao Yuan simply watched the two converse. Last night had truly terrified the three of them. Ye Wushuang’s condition was definitely not as simple as a minor mishap in cultivation. However, when they inquired further, Ye Wushuang only assured them that everything was fine now and offered no further explanation.

At that moment, Qing Shiyu suddenly leaned closer to Ye Wushuang and whispered, “Tell me the truth!”

The truth? Ye Wushuang looked at Qing Shiyu with a puzzled expression.

Qing Shiyu continued in a low voice, “Did some powerful being try to possess you? Perhaps the possession attempt failed, and you managed to suppress it. But now, while you’re weak, the powerful being is striking back, trying to possess you again?”

Ye Wushuang laughed heartily and playfully tapped Qing Shiyu’s forehead, saying, “Where did you get these strange ideas from? What nonsense are you talking about?”

“I’m not talking nonsense,” Qing Shiyu insisted earnestly. “Didn’t you fail to make progress in cultivation for three years in Liuyue City? Yet in less than a year, you’ve surpassed others who have been cultivating for seven or eight years. That’s very suspicious!”

Before Ye Wushuang could respond, another figure approached from outside the courtyard.

“Ye Wushuang!”

A voice called out anxiously.

At the courtyard gate, two graceful figures arrived together. It was Mu Qiqi and Qing Shihua.

Mu Qiqi quickly walked up to Ye Wushuang and asked, “How are you…?”

“I’m fine now…” Ye Wushuang replied with a smile. “I’m honored that all three of the empire’s golden flowers have come to see me because of a cultivation mishap.”

Qing Shihua, Qing Shiyu, and Mu Qiqi were known as the “Three Golden Flowers” of the Qingyun Empire. All three were in their youthful bloom, having not yet fully revealed their true beauty, but already captivating everyone around them.

Now, with all three gathered together, it was truly a delightful sight.

“You still have the heart to joke!” Qing Shihua said with a wry smile. “Do you know that everyone in the academy and the imperial capital is talking about you, saying that you’re on the brink of death!”

Ye Wushuang shrugged helplessly and said, “It seems many people want me dead, but unfortunately for them, I won’t be complying…”

“Are you really okay?” Mu Qiqi asked again.

“Don’t worry, I won’t die just yet,” Ye Wushuang reassured her, knowing that Mu Qiqi’s concern stemmed from his ability to save her father, Mu Junli. As for Qing Shihua, her attitude was more like that of an imperial princess—she was more of an observer, occasionally offering suggestions and personal opinions. Qing Shiyu, on the other hand, was genuinely worried and cared about him. Among the three, Qing Shiyu was the most sincere.

Mu Qiqi continued, “I’m sorry… my father, being one of the ten great protectors of the Giant Sword Sect, is busy with the Hundred Nations Martial Contest and is not in the Qingyun Empire right now…”

After a brief chat and inquiry from the three women, Mu Qiqi and Qing Shihua left behind many medicinal herbs and spiritual pills to help restore his vital energy, on behalf of Princess Qing Mengli and Emperor Qing Muyuan, before they departed.

Only then did Qing Chengtian, Wang Xueqi, and Xiao Yuan approach.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Falling ill and attracting the attention of all three golden flowers at once—Ye Wushuang, if the other imperial geniuses knew, they’d be envious to death,” Qing Chengtian teased.

“I think you’re the envious one!” Wang Xueqi remarked, looking at Qing Chengtian.

“Ahem…” Xiao Yuan interjected. “Are you really okay?”