Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 222: Master is So Annoying

The incredibly respectful and fawning way the Heaven-Slaying Demon Sword Saint Soul groveled before Ye Tianling left Wan Jimie and Que De utterly dumbfounded.

Their movements stiffened as they descended. They both stumbled upon landing, nearly losing their footing.

"Wh-wh-what is going on?"

Que De’s beady, rat-like eyes widened, the small tufts of his mustache twitching furiously on his cheeks. The sight was utterly comical.

"How the hell should I know? It has to be a hallucination! Dammit, I’ve been so stressed out over this Ye Tianling business that I’m seeing things every day."

Wan Jimie said resentfully.

A bitter taste filled his mouth. Ever since Ye Tianling had shown up, even though he was also her Master, the way Ancient Fairy treated him compared to Ye Tianling were two completely different things.

The sense of disappointment in his heart was indescribable.

In particular, he had a sneaking suspicion that Ancient Fairy had fallen for Ye Tianling’s damn charm and was completely unable to pull herself away.

’I really don’t get what’s so damn attractive about him. All these women flock to him like they’re insane, so why isn’t anyone flocking to me? What does he have that I don’t?’

As Wan Jimie thought, his indignation grew.

"Hallucinations, my ass! Can’t you use your head for once?"

Que De shot Wan Jimie a glare. He then glanced thoughtfully at Ye Tianling, then back at the Holy Sword Soul who was kowtowing respectfully. The expression on his face became incredibly complicated.

"Nope! I refuse to use my head. No matter what that brat does, I’m not going to give him any credit! *Sigh*, my dear little Fairy... her heart has been completely stolen by that brat. She doesn’t care about me, her Master, anymore."

Wan Jimie’s heart ached.

The corner of Que De’s mouth twitched. "Is your bloodline as strong as Ye Tianling’s Dragon Blood? Even I, Lord Que, am a little intimidated by his bloodline. You can’t sense it instinctively? You have to fucking know that this kind of bloodline is fatally attractive to the Jade Fox Race! You old fool, have you gone senile? Are you useless now? You want me to get you a new brain?"

Wan Jimie nearly choked on his rage. "You damn rat! I possess Asura Blood, the awakened inheritance of the Asura Lineage! You think that boy Wan Xuegui just had some lucky encounter? My Asura Blood is that of a peerless Asura, the blood of an ancient Venerable of the Killing Dao! I... I don’t sense anything special from his bloodline. What’s there to be afraid of?"

Que De pursed his lips. "You’re not afraid? If you’re not afraid, why are you putting on such a brave front? Look at how Ye Tianling is acting now... His Realm didn’t advance before, which must mean his bloodline was recovering. And you had the damn nerve to be disappointed?"

Wan Jimie was stunned. "Damn it all, weren’t you the one who was disappointed first, saying that Ye Tianling’s Realm wasn’t advancing? How is this my fault now?"

Que De froze. "Ah, was that me? I guess... I guess it really was. But so what?"

Wan Jimie glared. "So what?"

Que De said pensively, "Fairy’s innate Charm as a member of the Jade Fox Race was activated by Ye Tianling’s Ability, but she’s also suffering from a backlash. Didn’t you see that? You ask ’so what?’ So I was being a fool, but you followed right along with me! Are you an idiot? We have to find a way to help her!"

Wan Jimie shot back, "You think I didn’t notice? If you want to help her, *you* think of a way."

Que De said, "His bloodline... I... I find it a little terrifying. Ahem, you should handle it. Your Asura Bloodline is so powerful, isn’t it? You’re not afraid."

At these words, Wan Jimie’s expression became quite a sight. He glared at Que De. "You damn rat, if you can’t do it, just admit it. Why beat around the bush? It still falls to me in the end."

Que De let out a dry laugh. "See? I’m just trying to make an impression on you so you won’t be so nervous around Ye Tianling. After all, I’m terrified of that Holy Soul. Aren’t you?"

Wan Jimie’s expression turned a little unnatural. "Me, afraid of him? That coward who bullies the weak and fears the str—"

Wan Jimie was halfway through his sentence when he sensed the Holy Soul, Yue Lintian, inexplicably glance in his direction. A shiver ran down his spine, and he immediately changed his tune. "As a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong, of course I’m afraid of him! He is the great Holy Soul, after all. How could I not be?"

Que De had been about to mock him, but when Yue Lintian’s Sensing Power washed over them, his own fat flesh trembled, and the arrogant, jeering words died on his lips.

On his chubby, dark face, those two signature tufts of mustache twitched rapidly, like they were performing random, chaotic Brownian motion.

With his sharp chin and sunken cheeks, he was truly ugly as sin.

The two, who had been whispering to each other as they descended from the Void, immediately fell silent and behaved themselves.

Ye Tianling glanced over coolly. Seeing how two such arrogant men were cowed into submission by the Soul of the Holy Artifact, it was clear this spirit was no saint itself.

He was already looking for an excuse to feed his Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword and was spoiling for a fight. Why wouldn’t he take this chance to erupt?

After all, both Que De and Wan Jimie were also Ancient Fairy’s masters. By that logic, the three of them were practically fellow disciples.

Furthermore, Que Xinyan and Wan Xuegui were Ye Tianling’s disciples—and incredibly devoted ones at that.

With all these ties, how could Ye Tianling just stand by and watch Que De and Wan Jimie act so spinelessly?

At Ye Tianling’s glance, the Holy Soul, Yue Lintian, trembled violently. He had just finished kowtowing and was about to stand, but now he froze in place, not daring to move a muscle.

"You two, come here. And Fairy, stop swooning and get over here too."

Ye Tianling commanded.

He planned to ruthlessly put this Holy Soul punk in his place right in front of the three of them. He’d show them that even a garbage Holy Soul had to bow down before him.

"Okay, Master! Fairy is coming!"

Hearing his voice, Ancient Fairy snapped out of her lovestruck daze. She immediately bounced over to Ye Tianling’s side and tried to snuggle into his arms.

"Hey—what are you doing? Stand up straight! Stop rubbing against me... Dammit, what are you even rubbing against me with!"

Ye Tianling shot Ancient Fairy a look, thinking, ’You’re still so young, and you’re already rubbing your assets against me. Where did you pick up such bad habits?’

Ancient Fairy flushed with embarrassment at his words. ’Master is so mean,’ she thought. ’He just loves to bully me.’

"But Master... don’t you like it... when I rub against you like this?"

Ancient Fairy said with a pitiful look.

Ye Tianling wasn’t falling for her act. "You want to? Wait until I’ve dealt with the Cyan Dragon Race. Then we can have a proper ’battle’ for a few days. Just don’t you dare run away when the time comes."

When she heard that, her mind flashed back to those scenes she had witnessed... She let out a cry of alarm and nearly jumped out of Ye Tianling’s arms.

But Ye Tianling grabbed her, not letting her escape.

"The Charm Power of the Jade Fox Race is astonishing, and your Talent is unrivaled. But it is easily influenced by powerful bloodlines. You must break free from this state! If I were a bad person, you would be in real danger. Do you understand?"

Ye Tianling said sternly.

Although he was practically half-embracing Ancient Fairy, Ye Tianling was actually channeling a stream of Dragon Soul Origin Power into her as a gift.

This power was almost equivalent to a wisp of Lifebound Essence Blood Dragon Soul Power. It wasn’t a large amount, but it was exceptionally precious.