Yaoguang Fairy Path

When Murong Cheng's eyes fell on Ye Shuyao's calm figure again, a trace of doubt rose in his heart. What was the origin of this girl? Wasn't she afraid that he would kill her in a fit of rage?

Murong Cheng took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions and make his voice sound more steady and powerful. "My friend, your actions today are understandable, but the items in the Murong family's treasure pavilion are all treasures passed down from generation to generation in our clan. They cannot be easily leaked. I hereby guarantee that no Murong family disciple will attack you again because of what happened before. However, you must return what you took."

Ye Shuyao coughed lightly twice, with a serious yet playful smile on her face, as if she was playing an interesting negotiation game.

"Senior, please listen to me. I am really sincere and just want some compensation. But asking me to return all those treasures to you... is really a bit too much to ask." She waved her hands as she spoke, and she looked like she was chatting casually with an old friend.

She paused slightly, a sly look flashing in her eyes as she continued, "Look, my strength is evident here. I certainly don't come from some small sect or family, right? The Murong family is one of the four great families in Zhaoyang City, and their reputation is far-reaching. But I'm no ordinary person either, and I have my own background. If a fight really breaks out, I can't say I can escape unscathed, but I'll make the Murong family restless and have more powerful enemies. I don't think you'd like to see that, would you?"

At this point, Ye Shuyao's lips curled up into a faint smile, that smile showing both confidence and respect for Murong Cheng, as if to say: "We are both smart people, why should we make things awkward?"

Murong Cheng couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze full of amusement, as if he was looking at an interesting junior.

"Heh! Little girl, are you playing tricks on me and threatening me?" There was a hint of laughter in his voice, but more of it was admiration for Ye Shuyao's courage and wisdom.

The atmosphere between the two of them instantly became relaxed and bright, as if the previous tension and confrontation had disappeared.

Murong Cheng thought to himself: This little girl is not only very strong, but also quick-witted and eloquent. She will definitely be something extraordinary in the future. Thinking of this, the anger in his heart had long since disappeared, and was replaced by a new respect for Ye Shuyao.

Judging from the other party's attitude, if he didn't give out a part, he would be in trouble. A hint of cunning flashed in Ye Shuyao's eyes, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and lively.

"Senior, you are too polite. I don't dare to have such thoughts. I just want to share my insights with you." She said while waving her hand gently, her gesture was humble yet graceful.

Seeing this, Murong Cheng couldn't help but burst into laughter. The laughter was hearty and heroic, as if it could dispel all the gloom. He waved his hand and said, "What a clever little girl! In that case, then I will take a step back. You return 70% of the treasure, and the rest will be as you wish, as compensation."

However, just as Ye Shuyao was about to speak up to discuss the matter further, Murong Cheng took the initiative and said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Little girl, stop now. It will do you no good to continue pestering me. I have said what I want to say, and I cannot take it back. You can rest assured."

Ye Shuyao... what else could she say? Arguing at this point was pointless and might even backfire. Besides, she wasn't at a disadvantage. Xuanli alone had swallowed up 20% of the treasures, but she definitely couldn't say this. So, a brilliant smile bloomed on her beautiful face. "Okay, I appreciate your suggestion, senior. Since you are so generous, I will certainly accept it. I hope you can keep your promise and restrain the clan members to avoid any further trouble."

Murong Cheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, young friend."

After saying that, Ye Shuyao waved her sleeves lightly and divided the remaining treasures into two parts, returning 70% to Murong Cheng and putting the rest into her own storage bag. The whole process was smooth and there was no drag at all.

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In Zhaoyang City, the morning light is just beginning to shine, and in the private room on the third floor of Qingfeng Tower, there is a tranquil and peaceful scene.

A ray of warm sunlight quietly slipped in through the half-open window frame, gently brushed the edge of the medicine bucket, and fell on Ye Shuyao's exquisite profile, coating her with a faint golden halo, as if it was the most gentle brushstroke in the morning light, outlining a moving picture for her.

Ye Shuyao closed her eyes and rested, immersed in the warm embrace of the medicinal spring. Her body was surrounded by strong medicinal fragrance. As the medicinal power was slowly released, it seemed as if it turned into countless delicate spiritual power threads, lightly shuttling through the tendons and veins throughout her body, gently nourishing every inch of skin and every bone, allowing these spiritual power threads to wander in her body, eventually turning into trickles, which were greedily absorbed by her body, nourishing the foundation of her cultivation.

The blue liquid in the bathtub gradually became lighter in color as its medicinal power was continuously consumed, and finally turned into a clear and transparent liquid, as if it were the purest nectar of nature, cleansing the body and mind.

Ye Shuyao breathed in and out gently, and every breath seemed to cause the surrounding spiritual energy to fluctuate, forming a subtle resonance with the power of the medicinal spring.

The elixir bath provided by Qingfeng Tower was quite effective, but it was a bit expensive, 500 low-grade spirit stones. Although it was just a drop in the bucket for her, it still hurt a little for three seconds.

Ye Shuyao was dressed neatly, her light dress fluttering in the wind. She stretched comfortably, as if to release all her fatigue with this movement.

Just as she was about to step out of the room filled with the aroma of medicine, the jade talisman hanging around her waist suddenly vibrated slightly, and two clear messages instantly entered her mind.

"Yao'er, the demons are on the scene. The sect meeting will be held in five days. Come back quickly." These short and hurried words came from her master, Luo Yunhan. Ye Shuyao couldn't help but frown slightly, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes.

"Demons? There haven't been any demons in the world of immortal cultivation for a thousand years. How could it be..." A thousand years ago, there was a great war between humans, demons and monsters. At that time, the forces in the world of immortal cultivation were complicated and diverse, with hundreds of sects known as immortal gates. However, the only three sects that could truly dominate were Lingxiao Sect, Tianyan Sect and Wanfo Sect. The demons, monsters and ghosts were even more intertwined with the human race in complex grievances and hatreds.

The demon clan, due to their powerful strength and unruly temperament, finally chose to live in the Northern Territory, also known as the Demon Territory, after the war, forming a world of their own and drawing a clear line between themselves and the human race. The demon clan, a race that lived by murder and devoured the spiritual power of the human race, was jointly driven into the turbulence of space by the powerful people of the human race and was almost wiped out from the world of immortal cultivation. As for the ghost clan, they chose not to participate in the war between the three clans, and the entire clan moved to the Nine Netherworld, isolated from the world.

Now, the demons have appeared again, which is undoubtedly a bombshell to the peaceful world of immortal cultivation.

But if there were demons lurking around, why wasn't there any unusual movement in Zhaoyang City? Ye Shuyao let out a breath and shook her head, believing that she would know after returning to the sect.

The other voice message was from Li Yuru two days ago: "Yaoyao, are you back? Are you okay? The clan competition is about to begin. If you can't make it back in time, it's okay. Yang Tao and I will come find you after the competition and return to the clan together."

Presumably, she had also received the sect's notification. After the information dissipated, Ye Shuyao walked towards Li's Mansion.