Dressed in white, as pure as snow, the figure exuded a flawless elegance, unadorned yet strikingly ethereal.
Ye Wenxin's gaze traveled upward, and upon seeing that beautiful face, her pupils contracted, and her body trembled violently. She laughed, then lunged forward, madly embracing Feng Ya.
Despite Ye Wenxin's aggressive approach, Feng Ya remained unmoved. Her eyes were void of emotion, untouched by the world around her.
In the next second, Ye Wenxin boldly grabbed Feng Ya and kissed her fiercely.
Direct and domineering, Feng Ya did not resist. Her eyes remained indifferent, as if the lips being kissed weren't hers, allowing Ye Wenxin to act recklessly.
Afterward, Ye Wenxin collapsed to the ground, laughing foolishly, drained of all strength.
"Hahaha... I never expected... it was you all along..." She could hardly believe it—Feng Ya was the beautiful mute. And the mute could speak.
"Ye Wenxin, is it? You will be my only personal disciple," Feng Ya said, her demeanor as indifferent as ever, as if Ye Wenxin's audacity was merely a dream.
She slowly crouched to scrutinize Ye Wenxin.
"Master, you're in trouble. This Ye Wenxin thinks of using you as a furnace every day. If you really take her as a disciple, you might not realize when you're completely drained," Zhuling's voice warned in Feng Ya's mind, sensing the danger Ye Wenxin posed. Every encounter seemed to take advantage of Feng Ya, even now knowing her identity.
"Zhuling, could she be my emotional tribulation?" Feng Ya mused, helplessly. She had avoided Ye Wenxin, even refraining from returning to the cave, yet fate had other plans.
Meeting again, Ye Wenxin emerged as the recruitment champion, and Feng Ya had promised beforehand that the champion would be her personal disciple. In avoiding Ye Wenxin, she had unwittingly sealed her fate on the Heavenly Ladder.
"An emotional tribulation? It's possible. Ye Wenxin is peculiar," Zhuling recalled Feng Ya's ancient practice, the Nine Tribulations to Vanquish Evil Curse. Lacking emotional experiences, Feng Ya couldn't master the last tribulation, leading to her qi deviation.
Yet Ye Wenxin always appeared at the right moment, as if fate toyed with her...
"Did I imagine it, or did Miss Wenxin just kiss Feng Ya?" Those below couldn't see the event on the ladder, but the elders and masters had a vague view.
That noble, pure Feng Ya, kissed by a thirteen-year-old girl?
"It must be the angle!"
"Yeah, if you could get away with kissing Feng Ya, I'd give up a leg to stay a kid forever!" another elder joked, easing the tension with laughter, though Ling Jue's expression remained grim.
She had clearly seen Ye Wenxin's actions and expressions, revealing prior contact unknown to her. Ling Jue felt a pang of hurt at Ye Wenxin's secrecy.
Cangyu Sect descended into chaos, as the champion's declaration ended the recruitment event early. Masters and elders flew to the 999th level, nearly buckling under the pressure but maintaining composure for Ye Wenxin's sake.
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Fantasy(MTL)#8 Title: 放开女主让我来 Author:白迟 (Bai Chi) Link to raw: https://m.sfacg.com/b/253454/ Synopsis: The Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng finds herself in a predicament when all of her disciples abandon her for a woman named Feng Ya. Unable to defeat Feng Ya, Gu...