"Hmph, Young Master Ling Xiao has a terrifying background—he's a noble from the Holy State. Aren't many prodigies in the Northern Wasteland scrambling to gather around him lately? Why are you the only one unhappy about it?"
Just thinking about how Ye Qingchan had kept mentioning "Young Master Ling Xiao" at every turn made Ye Fan feel annoyed. Without realizing it, he had completely fallen into Feng Jiao'er's trap.
Playing hard to get—this was the most natural and effective way to win someone over. And when employed by a proud woman skilled in seductive arts, it became even harder to resist.
"Brother Ye Fan… how could you know how twisted Ling Xiao is?"
Feng Jiao'er forced a bitter smile, biting her red lips tightly with her pearly teeth—irresistibly charming.
"In front of others, Ling Xiao puts on the air of a gentleman, but behind closed doors, he's the most disgusting person I've ever met. Sister Qingchan and I live in constant fear by his side. Did you know? Sister Qingchan once had a senior brother—just because he was close to her, Ling Xiao beat him to death right in front of her…"
This story had been taught to Feng Jiao'er by Ling Xiao. Ye Fan was too calm and composed; a simple beauty trick alone might not work on him. So Ling Xiao planned to put some pressure on Ye Fan, forcing him to make a move against Ling Xiao himself. That way, Ling Xiao would clearly know what tricks Ye Fan had up his sleeve.
With Elder Yin backing him up and Ling Xiao well-prepared, this mere ant who hadn't even reached the Soul-Awakening Realm could hardly pose a real threat to Ling Xiao's life.
It was true that the Chosen One was blessed with destiny and protected by Heavenly Dao—but this protection only applied if his life was in danger. Now, Ling Xiao wasn't making a move; he was forcing Ye Fan to act first. How could Heavenly Dao protect Ye Fan then? Could it be that Heavenly Dao would help the Chosen One kill whoever he wanted to kill? Of course not. Because even Heavenly Dao believed that only a Chosen One who grew through countless trials and tribulations could be the true Chosen One.
Don't ask me how I know that. If you must know, Heavenly Dao is just something we writers created anyway.
"What?!"
A flash of black light surged in Ye Fan's eyes, and his aura gradually turned cold. So it was true—Cousin Qingchan was being forced! She must have her own helpless difficulties, just like him. It's a shame I treated her like that just now… she must be heartbroken right now.
"Brother Ye Fan, don't get too excited. Even though I've always believed you'll become the most dazzling prodigy in the Northern Wasteland, you're definitely no match for Ling Xiao right now. His cultivation is terrifying—at least at the Soul Sea Realm. Not just you, even my Master wouldn't stand a chance against him!"
Thirty percent of what Feng Jiao'er said was true, seventy percent was a lie. But precisely because of this mix, her words were easier to believe.
"Hmph, the Soul Sea Realm?"
A look of disdain appeared on Ye Fan's face. A flash of mockery flashed in Feng Jiao'er's eyes. Young Master Ling Xiao had guessed correctly—Ye Fan was definitely hiding some terrifying tricks. In the Northern Wasteland, Soul Sea Realm powerhouses were already at the top tier. Ordinary people would feel apprehensive just hearing the words "Soul Sea Realm," but Ye Fan not only didn't fear it—he even showed disdain. What a terrifyingly scheming nature.
At this moment, even Feng Jiao'er couldn't help but feel a chill. If Ye Fan ever grew stronger, he would probably be the first to not spare her. No—she had to pay a little price today to trick out Ye Fan's trump card, so Young Master Ling Xiao could deal with him quickly.
"Brother Ye Fan… I didn't come to you for anything else today. I'm just feeling really depressed and needed someone to talk to. We grew up together—you'll help me keep this secret, right? If Ling Xiao finds out about this…"
Fear appeared in Feng Jiao'er's eyes as she looked at Ye Fan imploringly.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. But staying by his side like this isn't a solution for you two…"
Ye Fan didn't doubt Feng Jiao'er at all now—her fear didn't seem feigned.
"Brother Ye Fan, I knew you'd be the kindest to me! If possible, I'd be willing to be your fiancée again in my next life."
Seeing that Ye Fan had almost fully believed her, Feng Jiao'er threw herself into his arms and said softly.
"Jiao'er… you…"
Ye Fan truly lived up to his reputation as the Chosen One—a righteous protagonist. With a beauty throwing herself at him, he actually looked extremely awkward and flustered. If this were Ling Xiao, he would have stripped her bare, had his way with her, and left no trace by now.
"Brother Ye Fan, let me hold you for a little while. Otherwise, I might never get another chance."
Feng Jiao'er gently swayed her body, pressing tightly against Ye Fan. Feeling that vague thrill, Ye Fan's eyes gradually grew hazy. Right now, he wasn't just worried about Feng Jiao'er's safety—more importantly, Qingchan was in Ling Xiao's hands. His reason was fading fast; a glint of faint light suddenly lit up in his eyes.
"Jiao'er, go back first. I'll find a way to get rid of Ling Xiao…"
"Brother Ye Fan… you…"
"Don't worry. Others fear him, but I don't. Just go back and wait peacefully. And by the way… tell Cousin Qingchan I won't let her be wronged."
Ye Fan took a deep breath, having made up his mind. Kill Ling Xiao, take back his beloved woman, and reach the peak of his life. This was the usual routine—but Ling Xiao had seen through it all long ago. No matter how scheming Ye Fan was, how could he outplay a reincarnated villain who overlooked him from a god's-eye view?
Poor Ye Fan still didn't know that he had fallen completely into the trap Ling Xiao had prepared for him.
"Jiao'er… you're so beautiful…"
Even after letting down his guard completely, Ye Fan's lust gradually grew stronger—and yet there was still a hint of shyness on his face.
"Brother Ye Fan… I want to be held in your arms like this every day."
Feng Jiao'er's voice was hazy, but her eyes were terrifyingly calm. A faint trace of amusement lingered at the corner of her lips.
"Good. I'll make my move to get rid of Ling Xiao tonight. You must remember to stay far away—preferably let others know where you are, so you don't get involved. And Cousin Qingchan… you two must take care of yourselves. After tonight, we'll be able to stay together every day."
Ye Fan took a deep whiff of the fragrance at Feng Jiao'er's neck. He was about to reach into her collar when Feng Jiao'er suddenly stood up and gave him a shy glare.
"Brother Ye Fan, you're so naughty! I have to go back now, or Ling Xiao will get suspicious."
"Jiao'er…"
By now, Ye Fan was completely turned on by Feng Jiao'er's teasing—his mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of physical intimacy. Being interrupted so suddenly made him feel deeply disappointed.
"Brother Ye Fan, I want to be with you openly and honorably one day. Being like this now… I'm scared…"
Feng Jiao'er showed a hint of grievance. The killing intent in Ye Fan's eyes was finally no longer hidden.
"Alright. Go back and wait. Ling Xiao will definitely die tonight!"