Chapter 21 Part 2
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Chapter 21: I Care About Her Life! (2)
Bai Lian said, “Let’s move on while it’s still early.”
Yu Ying shook her head and replied, “Let’s separate here. I will meet those people who have been watching me after a few miles.”
Bai Lian was about to speak when she saw the task options:
[Task 1]: Separate from Yu Ying (Reward: Luang Huan Thunder Spell)
[Task 2]: Forcibly follow Yu Ying home (Reward: Five Thunders Prison Charm)
[Task 3]: Say goodbye to Yu Ying and secretly track her (Reward: Light Skill +2)
It was clear that something would happen!
Bai Lian, who had initially intended to send Yu Ying home by force, immediately reconsidered. She sighed, “Let’s part here. I’ll be staying in Tianyi City for several days. If Miss Yu Ying wants to find me, you can come to Tianyi City.”
Yu Ying hesitated, her lips parting as if to speak.
Doesn’t Miss An Yue have something to say? Maybe I’ll change my mind if she asks.
Though a bit lost, Yu Ying quickly masked her feelings. With a small smile, she said, “Thank you, Miss An.”
As Miss An Yue had just mentioned, they might never meet again. But she couldn’t show her sadness—it would only worry Miss An. She knew Miss An had her own matters to tend to and couldn’t waste more time on her.
Yu Ying turned away with a smile, concealing the weight in her heart.
Just before she walked too far, she paused and said, “Compared with the remote and unattainable Fairy Bai Lian, I think Miss An Yue is more like a Natural Saint.”
“…”
“I’m not speaking nonsense, Miss An. You’ve helped everyone around you who needed help. To these people, you are a Natural Saint.”
“…”
Yu Ying continued walking, her steps slow but resolute.
Bai Lian didn’t stop her.
She hadn’t intended to hide her identity from Yu Ying but hadn’t wanted to disrupt the delicate connection they’d built during their journey.
Now that it was time to part, there was no harm in telling the truth.
“Miss Yu Ying,” Bai Lian called out with confidence, “actually, I am Bai Lian!”
Yu Ying didn’t look back.
She replied over her shoulder, “Miss An Yue, don’t comfort me. I don’t particularly want to meet Fairy Bai Lian right now. Goodbye!”
And with that, she left.
Bai Lian stood there, staring at her own palm in frustration.
Do I really not look like an honest person?
Sighing, she hit the palm of her left hand with her right fist before hurrying to follow Yu Ying.
—
Yu Ying crouched behind the bushes, revealing only her eyes.
She scanned her surroundings.
Left.
Right.
After determining the positions of the hidden observers, she consumed a pill to suppress her aura and moved stealthily toward the village, its dim lights flickering in the distance.
She walked slowly, deliberately avoiding detection.
After what felt like an eternity, Yu Ying finally reached the village wall.
As long as I get over this wall, I can be my “real” self again.
Relaxing slightly, she bent down to leap over the wall when—
Thwack!
A shuriken-like dart embedded itself into the ground behind her.
“Exposed!”
Yu Ying’s heart pounded as her body tensed. She clenched her fists, preparing to fight.
Figures emerged from the shadows, leaping onto the wall. Before she could react, she was surrounded.
From the darkness, a small figure stepped forward.
“You…”
Yu Ying turned, her pupils narrowing. She recognized the woman immediately—her sister’s personal guard, a cultivator in the Golden Core Stage.
The woman smirked. “Fourth Lady, welcome back.”
Yu Ying’s voice faltered. “You must have mistaken me for someone else.”
The guard laughed. “Oh? Do you want me to believe you just happened to arrive here by chance?”
Yu Ying remained silent.
The woman’s grin widened as she drew her sword. “Impressive. You’ve fooled so many people. If your sister hadn’t sent me to check, they’d still be in the dark. Foundation Establishment Stage? Truly remarkable for someone as young as you.”
Yu Ying clenched her teeth. “What do you want?”
The woman’s eyes narrowed. “To send you where you belong.”
Yu Ying’s breath hitched as she involuntarily stepped back.
“Fourth Lady,” the guard taunted, “if you died here, would the puppet you left behind still move?”
Yu Ying froze, her mind racing.
She couldn’t speak; she couldn’t move. The blade hovered half an inch from her neck.
Death.
Her heart ached with regret.
She hadn’t told Miss An Yue the truth about her identity.
She hadn’t found a master for her sword.
She hadn’t uncovered the truth about her mother’s death.
The guard sneered. “No one will cry for you, avenge you, or care about your life.”
Yu Ying’s vision blurred with tears.
“Very good,” the woman hissed. “Now, I will—”
“Who said that?”
A cold voice pierced the night, interrupting the woman’s words.
Yu Ying’s head snapped up.
From the shadows emerged a figure, her form barely visible under the dim light.
“Miss An Yue!” Yu Ying cried, tears streaming down her face.
Despite her embarrassment, Yu Ying couldn’t suppress the overwhelming relief that flooded her chest.
Bai Lian’s calm voice echoed, her words firm and resolute:
“I care about her life and death. When she dies, I will cry for her. When she dies, I will avenge her. But I can guarantee—”
“She will not die here today!”
Qiang!
A brilliant white light flashed as Bai Lian unsheathed her sword.
