Chapter 800
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Li Wenbo immediately suggested, “Brother Ye, let’s find a place to hide. If we can just get through the last half-month, your first place is guaranteed!”
“Sounds reasonable!” Su Jinyue chimed in, “With your six million seven hundred and fifty thousand spiritual value points, unless Sheng Ge and Ling Zhongyun kill all the other geniuses, you’re definitely going to be first. And not just first, but first by surpassing the combined total of the other six.”
Ye Wushuang looked at the two and said earnestly, “What if… Sheng Ge and Ling Zhongyun join forces and can’t find me, and they really do kill the other geniuses, each accumulating two or even three million spiritual value points?”
“You’d still be first!” Su Jinyue dismissed the concern with a wave of her hand. “You can choose the Soul-Parting Pearl first.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang replied, “The Soul-Parting Pearl was meant for you. What I need is the Nine-Curves Heavenly Ginseng Pill. Also, I want the Tianyan Sword that your Lingjian Mountain has put up.”
“Ah?” Su Jinyue was taken aback. It seemed Ye Wushuang already had his targets set. This complicated things.
She continued, “We need the Soul-Parting Pearl, and you need the Nine-Curves Heavenly Ginseng Pill, but… forget about the Tianyan Sword…”
“You can’t take the Tianyan Sword with you!” she added firmly.
“Didn’t Li Wenbo tell you? The Tianyan Sword is a treasure of Lingjian Mountain. No one has been able to wield it in over a thousand years since we established our foothold in Qingzhou.”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang asserted confidently, “Others may not be able to, but I can.”
Su Jinyue shook her head. Generation after generation of Lingjian Mountain’s geniuses had thought they could do it, but none had succeeded. Ye Wushuang’s stubbornness was showing again.
After some thought, Su Jinyue turned to Li Wenbo and asked, “How many spiritual value points do you have?”
“Me?” Li Wenbo took out his token and replied directly, “A little over thirty thousand!”
Upon hearing this, Su Jinyue’s face fell. “Li Wenbo!” she exclaimed sharply, “You must have entered the Heavenly Gang realm before me. I already have over three hundred thousand spiritual value points, and you only have thirty thousand. What have you been doing?”
Cowed by his junior sister’s scolding, Li Wenbo shrank back and said, “Brother Ye said he’d give us the Soul-Parting Pearl, so I thought having more spiritual value points wouldn’t be useful.”
“You…” Su Jinyue was exasperated.
If Sheng Ge and Ling Zhongyun, having failed to find Ye Wushuang, turned around and killed those geniuses, their spiritual value points might break three million. Then Ye Wushuang wouldn’t be first by surpassing the combined total of the other six. In that case, he would only be able to choose one treasure. And he would definitely choose the Nine-Curves Heavenly Ginseng Pill, which he needed most.
Li Wenbo’s spiritual value points were pitifully low, and hers were not enough to enter the top seven. What would happen to the Soul-Parting Pearl?
Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t hide.”
“If you don’t hide, a hundred or so Heavenly Gang realm cultivators will wear you down to death!” Su Jinyue said worriedly. Ye Wushuang had helped her before and even saved her life. She liked him and didn’t want him to die. Moreover, obtaining the Soul-Parting Pearl was her and Li Wenbo’s responsibility, not Ye Wushuang’s.
Ye Wushuang patted Su Jinyue on the shoulder and said, “It’ll be fine. I have a plan.”
A plan?
Both Li Wenbo and Su Jinyue looked at Ye Wushuang curiously.
At that moment, more figures appeared in the forest outside the valley.
“Ye Wushuang!” the leader called out urgently, her light and graceful figure approaching quickly. From a distance, she shouted his name.
She stood there, her face delicate and beautiful, her clothes fluttering in the wind as her long, black hair danced with the breeze. She exuded an aloof and chilly aura, her flawless eyes gazing at the group before her.
After a brief pause, the woman moved to the front of the group, looking first at Ye Wushuang and then at Qing Shiyu.
“Shiyu…” she called softly.
The newcomer was none other than Mu Qiqi.
Seeing Mu Qiqi, Qing Shiyu felt a wave of sorrow wash over her. The two women embraced, and Qing Shiyu couldn’t stop the tears from flowing.
“I know about Shihua…” Mu Qiqi said, her face pale and filled with grief. “I’m sorry I couldn’t protect her.”
Mu Qiqi and Qing Shihua had been close friends since childhood.
The death of her friend filled Mu Qiqi with hatred as well. Upon learning that both Tian Zhiheng and Xu Qingtian had been killed by Ye Wushuang, she felt immense gratitude towards him. Ye Wushuang had not only saved her father but had also avenged her friend.
Qing Shiyu composed herself, and Mu Qiqi, with her elegant demeanor, approached Ye Wushuang and said, “This place is no longer safe. We must leave immediately.”
