Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 37: A Mere Ant, Quite the Troublemaker
"Yes, that young man is a good-for-nothing—Ye Fengyang’s son, Ye Tianling. I heard from Ye Fenghan that the reason Ye Yuemei is so obsessed with the Martial Dao is that she wants to become a genius, find some Treasure Medicine, and perform a Washing Marrow and Sinews for Ye Tianling so they can be together forever."
Xiao Qingzhu explained.
Xiao Qingxuan fell silent for a moment. "Ye Fengyang was quite a talent, but it’s a pity he didn’t know his place—arrogant, domineering, and completely self-righteous. He considered his bloodline noble and treated us like natives, never realizing that he himself was just an ant. He was like that, and now his son is just as ignorant. Given his terrible Innate Deficiency, if he had any self-awareness, he would keep his distance from Ye Yuemei, right?
Whatever. I’ll just tell Zhiruo to handle it. Something like this needs to be dealt with decisively. We just need to make that Ye Tianling understand how small and insignificant he is."
Xiao Qingzhu sighed. "I don’t think that boy is so simple."
Xiao Qingxuan grinned. "You used to admire Ye Fengyang quite a bit, didn’t you? Too bad the man was blind and couldn’t see your worth. Why don’t you rob the cradle and make a move on his son?"
Xiao Qingzhu gave a wry smile. "He killed Ye Tianfan and deflowered Jin Zhifu. He’s already caused a massive uproar! Wouldn’t I just be asking for trouble by taking him as my disciple?"
Realization dawned on Xiao Qingxuan. "Oh, so that’s what this is about. I was wondering why you were being so kind. You’re worried that Ye Cangqian will target Ye Tianling, and then go after his sweetheart, Ye Yuemei. That’s why you sent her to me for protection and training, isn’t it? You really are a schemer, little sister!"
Xiao Qingzhu blushed slightly. "Sister Qingxuan."
Xiao Qingxuan shook her head. "You should have just told me directly. I’m your sister, after all. There’s no need for such complicated thoughts between us. Don’t worry, I’ll train this girl, Ye Yuemei, properly for you. I’ll also make sure she knows everything you’ve done for her, and I’ll guide her well in your place."
"Sister, thank you," Xiao Qingzhu said gratefully.
Xiao Qingxuan replied, "What is there to thank me for? If you really want to thank me, then forget about that arrogant, incompetent fool, Ye Fengyang! The grass on that arrogant waste’s grave is probably a tree by now, isn’t it? Forget him. Step out of the shadows... The gates of the Cyan Moon Sword Sect are always open for you."
Xiao Qingzhu said, "The matter back then started because of me, and it should end with me. It’s not that I can’t forget him, nor that I admired or liked him. It’s just... I was truly in the wrong... Anyway, Sister Qingxuan, I’m going to my cultivation."
"Go on," Xiao Qingxuan said with a resigned sigh. "Leave Ye Yuemei to me. You can be completely at ease."
...
At the Cyan Moon Sword Sect, Xiao Qingxuan withdrew the strands of Void Realm Sword Spirit Power circulating around her and let out a breath of turbid air.
Within that single exhalation, immense Thunder Power manifested, resembling rolling thunderclouds and an unending Celestial Tribulation.
’Sword Tribulation Ninth Refining, nine Thunder Tribulations... Can I survive this first Tribulation?’
Xiao Qingxuan murmured to herself and then sighed.
"Master."
Yun Zhiruo had been summoned. She bowed and spoke with reverence.
She was dressed in a white gauze skirt, her aura as cold as frost. Yet, she was also ethereal, like an Unparalleled Fairy who did not partake of the mortal world.
"Ye Yuemei, from the Ye Race in Qingyang Town, is to become your junior sister. Like you, she has a supreme-grade Extreme Cold Sword Body Talent. In fact, her Sword Body Talent is slightly better than yours. However, each of the two Qi Pillars within her Qi Sea only has seven Qi Festivals, so in that regard, she is a bit weaker than you.
Zhiruo, your Master needs to prepare for the Sword Tribulation. The first trial of the Sword Tribulation Ninth Refining Realm is critically important. Therefore, I am entrusting this matter to you."
Xiao Qingxuan’s tone was grave and serious.
"Yes, Master. I will go and bring my junior sister to the Cyan Moon Sword Sect at once." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Yun Zhiruo immediately bowed in respectful response.
"There is, however, a small complication that needs to be handled..."
Xiao Qingxuan went on to explain the relationship between Ye Yuemei and Ye Tianling.
Given her status and position, it was natural that she could find out more than most if she put her mind to it.
She did not hide any of this information from Yun Zhiruo.
"I understand. I will make that Ye Tianling give up all hope and stop pestering our junior sister! I have seen and dealt with plenty of vile, shameless scoundrels like him. He is not worth worrying about!"
Yun Zhiruo said indifferently.
She had already awakened her Extreme Cold Sword Body, refining its Talent deep into her very bloodline.
Now, at the Sword Soul Third Heaven Realm, she possessed a Double Extreme Cold Ice Sword Soul. Her power had already reached the Realm of Seizing Heaven and Earth’s Creation, and she was on the verge of evolving it into an Ice Sword Spirit.
With such a cultivation Realm, she was an unparalleled existence among the younger generation, even in the Carefree Main City. Across the entire Azure Flame Mansion, she had few rivals her age; almost no one could stand against her.
"Good. I’m at ease when you’re handling things. You may go."
Xiao Qingxuan nodded with satisfaction.
Yun Zhiruo took her leave, then transformed into a streak of sword light, soaring into the sky and departing on her sword.
...
After sending the message, Ye Cangqian clasped his hands behind his back and paced back and forth.
After a long while, a vicious glint appeared in his eyes as he muttered to himself, ’It seems that little bastard really did inherit his mother’s Talent, and it even transformed. But the Heaven-Testing Stone I left for Ye Tianfan shouldn’t be mistaken. If he truly had Talent, the Heaven-Testing Stone would have detected it.
Fine, I’ll make a trip myself to see what’s going on with that little bastard. It’s also the perfect opportunity to catch that damned rat with Ruoxue Fairy and extract its Gold-devouring Rat Beast Pill. That way, my Fiery Flame Sword Body can advance further, and I can help Ruoxue Fairy get her revenge!’
As Ye Cangqian pondered this, a rainbow-like streak of purple sword light flashed across the sky not far in front of him, coming to an abrupt halt.
A stunningly beautiful young woman in a purple gauze dress stood atop a purple Flying Sword. Her figure was enchanting, like a Jiutian Profound Lady descended to the mortal realm. Her beautiful eyes gazed down from the sky at Ye Cangqian below.
"Fellow Daoist Cangqian, did that damned rat really appear?"
The young woman’s voice, drifting down from the sky, was exceptionally melodious.
"It did. The situation is..."
Ye Cangqian hesitated for a moment but decided to recount the events without hiding much.
"Oh? The son of that ant, Ye Fengyang, who didn’t know his own limits? Heh, like father, like son. For a mere ant at such a pathetic realm, he certainly knows how to stir up trouble."
Ouyang Ruoxue sneered, her tone filled with utter disdain.
Ye Cangqian gave an arrogant smirk. "An ant like that isn’t worth our anger. Ruoxue Fairy, shall we go take a look together?"
Ouyang Ruoxue replied, "How could I, Ouyang Ruoxue, possibly miss out on a place where that damned rat has appeared? Fellow Daoist Cangqian, please, lead the way."
"After you."
Ye Cangqian smiled dashingly, his tone bold and heroic.
...
"Become my disciple! The benefits are great. Besides, I, this Daoist master, can take you out to pick up girls every day. Those babes are way hotter than Jin Zhifu. Just looking at their figures is enough to make you have a nosebleed..."
Que Xinyan was chattering endlessly in Ye Tianling’s ear.
"Forget it. I’ve said it before: either you become my disciple—I’ll even provide some of my Essence Blood for you to study and teach you plenty of Cultivation Techniques—or you can crawl as far away from me as possible."
Once Ye Tianling understood Que Xinyan—realizing this rat was utterly shameless—he stopped holding back.
"Me, Lord Que, with my noble bloodline, become your disciple? How is that possible! You’re merely at the Sword Qi Third Heaven—er, the First Heaven of Sword Essence Realm! What could you possibly teach me, Lord Que? On the contrary, I, Lord Que, am a master of Arrays and Alchemy, I understand the lay of the land and feng shui, and I even know how to dig up ancestral graves—uh, I mean, I know the wondrous art of prospecting Dragon Veins... What’s more, I, Lord Que, am at the Sword Soul Third Heaven Realm! I possess the Double Gold-devouring Sword Soul of a Gold-devouring Rat, and each of the two Qi Pillars in my Qi Sea has nine Qi Festivals!
A genius of my caliber, and you want to take me, Lord Que, as your disciple?! You... you’re absolutely insane!"
Que Xinyan rattled on, listing all the ways he was so incredible.
"If you’re so incredible, why do you need a disciple? I’d say you provoked some powerful enemy, got beaten half to death, and are now hiding here, too scared to go outside. Besides, like I said, if you won’t be my disciple, you can get lost. I’m not stopping you," Ye Tianling said with a cold sneer.
’His own inheritance from Huaxia is so vast it could make his brain explode. Why would he need anything from this Gold-devouring Rat?’
