Cannon Fodder Cultivation Guide

Chapter 138 - Clean and Decisive

As soon as the cousin left, the cousin came knocking right after. Zhang Yiyi glanced at Yuan Ying, only to see that he too had a look of bewilderment.

She couldn't figure out why this pair of cousins kept showing up one after the other. Could they really not wait a moment longer?

However, their coordination was surprisingly poor. If they wanted to come, why not come together? After all, it's not like they didn't know what was going on with each other.

Still, Zhang Yiyi happily granted Mo Yan access to the courtyard's protective array and didn't stop him from entering.

As Yuan Ying would say, since the person came in person, no matter the reason, it's best to settle the matter once and for all, saving her the trouble of making another trip.

To put it bluntly, the engagement between the Mo and Yuan families back then was nothing more than a verbal agreement, without any proper tokens exchanged, let alone an official betrothal.

So, breaking the engagement wasn't that complicated, especially since the letter already bore the seal of the person who made the verbal agreement back then—her muddle-headed father.

If not for the respect shown to True Saint Tianjiu, she wouldn't even need to deliver the divorce letter in person.

Thus, her appearance wasn't meant to humiliate anyone or to forge a bitter enmity with the Mo family.

On the contrary, according to the family elder's wishes, allowing the younger generation to handle it themselves meant that the conflict would remain a personal matter between individuals, without dragging the entire family into it.

That was one of the reasons Yuan Ying couldn't be bothered to deal with Du Sanniang.

Otherwise, in the cultivation world where strength reigns supreme, even if she had no feelings for Mo Yan, she wouldn't have allowed a mere wandering female cultivator to play tricks and stir up trouble in front of her, especially when the verbal engagement hadn't yet been officially resolved. It was downright disgusting.

"Yuan Ying, what exactly do you want? What's the meaning of all this? What nonsense have you been telling Sanniang?"

Mo Yan barged in angrily, directly questioning Yuan Ying as if she had committed some unforgivable crime.

"Mo Yan, are you out of your mind? How dare you come here to question me without knowing anything?"

Yuan Ying wasn't the least bit angry, truly not. She just found it hard to believe how someone like Mo Yan, with such a messed-up mind, could exist.

Especially considering that this person almost became her future Dao companion—it was terrifying just to think about.

On the side, Zhang Yiyi was equally dumbfounded by the situation.

Du Sanniang, well done! How long has it been since she left her courtyard, and already Mo Yan's acting like a madman, rushing over to question and lecture his rightful fiancée.

Heh, Zhang Yiyi suddenly had some insight into why, despite being the disciple of a True Saint from the Great Ascension stage, Mo Yan had been in the sect for so many years, yet she had barely heard of him, and his reputation was virtually non-existent.

At first, she thought it was because he was low-key and didn't like the spotlight. But now it seemed like it was probably because he wasn't all that bright.

Also, if she had such a dense disciple, she'd probably want to hide him as much as possible to avoid embarrassment too.

Zhang Yiyi's free-spirited imagination didn't interfere with Yuan Ying's confrontation with Mo Yan. Just as Mo Yan was about to speak again to argue, Yuan Ying didn't even give him the chance to open his mouth.