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CHAPTER 87 OF 120

Chapter 87: Yun Feifei

After bidding farewell to Shen Diexin, Lin Huang went to Lin Cangxue’s residence.

In Piaoxue Palace, seven peaks clustered around Piaoxue Peak. These were the residences of the Elders of Piaoxue Palace and their disciples. Piaomiao Peak, where Shen Diexin resided, was one of these seven peaks.

As Shen Diexin’s disciple, Lin Cangxue naturally lived on Piaomiao Peak as well, very close to Shen Diexin’s courtyard.

"Hmm?" he wondered. While heading toward Lin Cangxue’s courtyard, Lin Huang suddenly noticed a purple silhouette flash past and vanish. Looking at the messy footprints left behind, his brow furrowed sternly. It was obvious that this mysterious person had been wandering outside Lin Cangxue’s courtyard for quite some time.

"Is there an ulterior motive?" he thought. "I hope you don’t have any malicious intentions," Lin Huang said, frowning. Although he had just entered the Earth Element Realm, he possessed an Array Puppet comparable to the Celestial Element Seventh Heaven.

"Sister Cangxue, please teach me Snow Falling on Earth. Once I master it, I’ll definitely help you beat up that little bitch Yun Feifei!"

Just as Lin Huang was about to knock, a girl’s coquettish voice rang out from the room. She sounded sweet, as melodious and enchanting as an oriole.

"Snow Falling on Earth?" he thought. "Yun Feifei?" Instinctively, Lin Huang stayed his hand from knocking.

"Qing’er, it’s not that I don’t want to teach you Snow Falling on Earth, but it’s simply impossible for you to learn it right now. If you don’t believe me, you can go ask the Palace Master!" Inside the room, Lin Cangxue looked helplessly at the pouting girl in front of her.

"Hmph, Sister Xuee, you just don’t want to teach me! You’re a miser, just like my father!" Yann Qing’er puffed out her cheeks and spoke indignantly.

Lin Cangxue felt even more helpless. She couldn’t do a thing about this unreasonable little girl, so she could only explain, "Cultivating Snow Falling on Earth has nothing to do with talent; it depends entirely on your Mental Realm. As long as your Mental Realm reaches the required level, you can learn it in an instant. If not, practicing for a lifetime will be useless."

"I’m already sixteen! My heart is bigger than my fist, so how could my Mental Realm not be there yet? Sister Xuee, you’ve changed! You don’t like Qing’er anymore!" Yann Qing’er snorted, glaring with her large, watery eyes.

"Cultivating Snow Falling on Earth has nothing to do with age," Lin Cangxue said, stroking Yann Qing’er’s head. She gave a cool smile, a trace of self-deprecation surfacing in her thoughts and on her face. "Everyone says Snow Falling on Earth is invincible in the East Spirit, but who knows that the price of mastering this technique... is falling overnight from being an East Spirit Legend to such a miserable state."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

"Sister!" Lin Huang’s voice suddenly rang out from outside the door. This made Lin Cangxue smile like a blooming flower, smoothing away the self-deprecating expression on her face.

"Why are you here? Don’t you know you are currently serving a punishment and cannot leave Celestial Waterfall Cliff?" Lin Cangxue scolded Lin Huang, but her face brimmed with pleasant surprise as she hurriedly pulled him into the room.

"Celestial Waterfall Cliff is too boring!" Lin Huang said, scratching his head. He didn’t reveal the real reason why he had left Celestial Waterfall Cliff.

"You... are you that guy named Lin Huang?" An arrogant and angry voice suddenly echoed in the room, breaking the peace between the two siblings. Yann Qing’er stood with her hands on her hips and her cheeks puffed out, glaring straight at Lin Huang. She looked somewhat furious, yet there was distinctly a trace of cuteness to her.

Sensing this inexplicable hostility, Lin Huang nodded blankly. Then, the atmosphere in the air shifted.

Without another word, Yann Qing’er actually swung a palm strike at Lin Huang. Sharp wind blades filled the entire room like terrifying, raging waves, surprisingly reaching the level of the Earth Element Fifth Heaven.

Lin Huang immediately brought out his Array Puppet. The strength of the Earth Element Fifth Heaven was more than enough to cripple him with a single palm strike in his current state.

"Qing’er!" Lin Cangxue shouted, not having expected Yann Qing’er to attack so abruptly without a second thought.

"Sister Xuee... he’s a big baddie!" Yann Qing’er then withdrew her palm and looked back at Lin Cangxue with a face full of grievance.

Lin Cangxue smiled helplessly. "I’ll teach you Snow Falling on Earth!"

"Yay!" Yann Qing’er’s blazing anger vanished instantly. Her face filled with smiles, revealing two cute little dimples. Then, she stared at Lin Huang with a high-and-mighty expression and huffed, "For the sake of you killing Meng Zhiqiu, this young lady will spare you. But if you ever let Sister Xuee down again, see if I don’t chop you into eighty pieces!"

Lin Huang hurriedly nodded. Yann Qing’er was the daughter of Palace Master Yann Nangui. She was practically the little ancestor of Piaoxue Palace...

"However, you can’t learn Snow Falling on Earth. Sister Xuee will only teach me. She said your talent isn’t enough, and you wouldn’t be able to learn it even if you cultivated for a lifetime. Only I have this kind of talent!" Yann Qing’er puffed out her chest, feeling quite self-righteous.

"Furthermore, you’re only an Outer Disciple. Only an Inner Sect Disciple is qualified to cultivate Snow Falling on Earth!

"And also, secretly leaving Celestial Waterfall Cliff is a violation of the palace rules. I am Yann Qing’er, and my daddy is Yann Nangui! If you want me to keep my mouth shut, you’d better treat me with respect from now on. Otherwise, just watch how I kick you out of Piaoxue Palace!"

Yann Qing’er fired off words like a string of pearls. Her cute little face brimmed with a domineering Tyrant Path air, looking as if she had Lin Huang entirely in the palm of her hand.

"Oh," Lin Huang said simply.

"Oh?

"What’s that supposed to mean?! Oh?

"Are you looking down on me? How dare you look down on this young lady! You..."

Lin Huang’s single, nonchalant reply instantly ignited the anger in Yann Qing’er’s heart. Raising a palm into the air, it instantly turned a crystalline, frosty color, brimming with a terrifying aura.

Then... Lin Cangxue reached out, lifted Yann Qing’er up, moved the girl behind her, and set her down!

"If you cause any more trouble, I won’t teach you Snow Falling on Earth, and I won’t teach you Ten Thousand Swords Return to One either." Lin Cangxue stared at Yann Qing’er, her serious expression instantly stifling the girl’s aggrieved look.

"Oh," Yann Qing’er said, completely unwilling.

For the entire afternoon, Yann Qing’er glared at Lin Huang with a gaze full of gunpowder. It was because of him that her favorite Sister Xuee had fallen into such a state. The way she glared at him made her look exactly like an angry little tiger. Had Lin Cangxue not been watching from the side, she probably would have pounced on Lin Huang at any moment and torn him to shreds.

Lin Huang had never felt that a fragrant, cozy room could be so terrifying. It made him sit on pins and needles.

"Sister, I’m hungry!" Lin Huang said suddenly after chatting for the whole afternoon.

Lin Cangxue paused slightly before covering her mouth and chuckling. "I actually forgot about eating. Wait a moment!" With that, she left the room.

"Hmph, you’re a pig! A big stupid pig! A gluttonous, stupid pig!" Yann Qing’er mocked, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. Her eyes still held deep hostility as she looked at him.

Seeing that Lin Cangxue had left, Lin Huang finally turned to look at Yann Qing’er. The smile on his face gradually faded as he asked, "Little tiger, what’s the relationship between Yun Feifei and my sister?"

"You’re the little tiger!" Yann Qing’er glared at him and shouted, though she lacked her previous hateful demeanor. She couldn’t help but look at Lin Huang in a slightly better light, not expecting this guy to ask about that woman, Yun Feifei.

"Do you know who Yun Feifei is?" Yann Qing’er asked while sitting on a stool. Then, realizing she was a head shorter than Lin Huang, she stood up angrily, put her hands on her hips, and demanded, "You, sit down!"

Lin Huang helplessly sat down. "The Yun Feifei ranked second in the Inner Sect? She should be the only one in Piaoxue Palace named Yun Feifei, right?"

"That’s the little bitch!" Yann Qing’er said viciously, clenching her small hands tightly. Flames of anger clearly burned in her large, watery eyes, and she ground her teeth together in fury.

"Does she have a major grudge against my sister?" Lin Huang asked seriously.

"What do you mean ’grudge’? It’s an irreconcilable enmity! She’s a woman with the heart of a viper!" Yann Qing’er spat furiously. "She is a traitor!"

Lin Huang frowned, his expression turning cold. He didn’t speak, quietly waiting for Yann Qing’er to continue.

"Yun Feifei was originally just an inconspicuous Outer Disciple. She had neither background nor talent. Her only redeeming quality was her somewhat pretty face, but because of that, she was often harassed by Outer Disciples. Honestly, she was quite pitiful back then.

"Later, after Sister Xuee entered Piaoxue Palace, she couldn’t stand seeing Yun Feifei bullied. So, she taught those harassing her a lesson, which even offended some of the Inner Sect Disciples at the time.

"Afterward, Yun Feifei always followed Sister Xuee around. Because Sister Xuee gradually revealed her formidable talent, fewer and fewer people in the palace dared to provoke her, which meant fewer people dared to bully Yun Feifei too."

"And then Yun Feifei followed my sister into the Inner Sect?" Lin Huang interrupted to ask.

"Shut up and let me speak!" Yann Qing’er glared at Lin Huang before continuing. "After entering the Inner Sect, Sister Xuee continued to keep Yun Feifei by her side. She guided her Cultivation without holding anything back, allowing Yun Feifei to grow stronger step by step."

In the room, Lin Huang clenched his fists. He had already roughly guessed what happened next.

"For those few years, Yun Feifei always acted very meek and was fiercely loyal to Sister Xuee. That was until Sister Xuee’s Martial Soul was shattered. After she returned from the Great Xia Dynasty, Yun Feifei changed." At this point, Yann Qing’er shot a vicious glare at Lin Huang. She naturally knew that the reason Lin Cangxue’s Martial Soul had shattered was all because of him.

Lin Huang’s expression turned heavy, his brows knitting tighter and tighter.

"Once Yun Feifei found out that Sister Xuee’s Martial Soul had shattered, she became cold and heartless. She constantly threw dirty water on Sister Xuee, spouting filthy words to humiliate her!" As she spoke, Yann Qing’er pouted, a hint of grievance flashing across her indignant little face. "Sister Xuee was already in such a state back then, yet Yun Feifei still treated her like that. It’s truly disgusting."

Lin Huang’s expression became exceedingly dark. It wasn’t hard for him to imagine how Lin Cangxue had felt when her Martial Soul shattered, falling from the altar of a God as a Legend straight to rock bottom. But to think that upon returning to Piaoxue Palace, she was met with Yun Feifei’s betrayal—that the once-gentle woman had humiliated her to the utmost extreme.

"Do you know what Yun Feifei’s Martial Soul is?" Yann Qing’er suddenly asked. As she said this, a fierce glint surged in the little girl’s eyes, looking as though she wished she could rip Yun Feifei to shreds.

Lin Huang instinctively frowned. "What is it?"

"Transplanting Flower and Wood!" Yann Qing’er spat out word by word, her tone fraught with unquellable fury.

"Transplanting Flower and Wood?!"

Hearing this, Lin Huang’s expression drastically changed. Thinking of the ability of Transplanting Flower and Wood, and what Yun Feifei might have done to Lin Cangxue, a brutal, murderous intent flashed across his otherwise gentle face.