Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 179: Only You Are Suitable

After saying those words, 'Ye Meijing' felt something amiss. It was as if she had been gone too long, forgetting that she once was the worst villain...

When Feng Ya Xianzi returned, she found 'Ye Meijing' muttering to herself. Observing the increasingly peculiar behavior, Feng Ya Xianzi curiously asked, "Disciple, what are you up to now?"

'Ye Meijing' forced a slight smile, and since she didn't answer, Feng Ya Xianzi sat beside her. Her movements were elegant and fluid, yet using 'Ye Wenxin's' face seemed oddly out of place.

"Nothing, just pondering life," she replied, unwilling to confess her earlier foolishness, offering Feng Ya Xianzi a faint smile.

Feng Ya Xianzi leaned in closer, her sudden proximity causing 'Ye Meijing' some inexplicable confusion. Assuming Feng Ya Xianzi was intrigued by her icy constitution like everyone else, she laughed wryly, "Master, what are you doing? The icy constitution doesn't absorb like that."

"No, I just felt prying eyes over there," Feng Ya Xianzi replied calmly, seemingly unaware that her actions had drawn the attention of not just the Cangyu Sect but other sects as well.

Performing a basic sword qi technique like an ancient secret art was unforgettable.

"Master, you were too conspicuous earlier; I feel like I won't be able to face ordinary people anymore."

The more 'Ye Meijing' thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Her carefully crafted life story was altered by Feng Ya Xianzi's presence.

"Oh, my disciple of Feng Ya cannot be ordinary," Feng Ya Xianzi's tone was even, whether intentionally or not. The more curious eyes she sensed, the closer she leaned into 'Ye Meijing', almost using her as a shield to divert attention.

Realizing the situation was becoming increasingly awkward, 'Ye Meijing' moved aside, "Look at other masters; they protect their disciples well. But now, once the Xianzong Assembly ends, even more people will want to kill me."

Thinking about the aftermath of the Xianzong Assembly exhausted 'Ye Meijing'. More tiring was pretending to be weak.

"I will protect you," Feng Ya Xianzi's soft voice reached 'Ye Meijing', making her even angrier.

"Protect me? Look at Gu Aotian; I haven't even seen your shadow!" Mentioning Gu Aotian, her unfortunate true disciple, 'Ye Meijing' felt conflicted.

"…"

Feng Ya Xianzi fell silent, perhaps realizing she had a nominal disciple or pondering who Gu Aotian was.

"Don't tell me you don't even remember who Gu Aotian is?" Seeing Feng Ya Xianzi's reaction, 'Ye Meijing' finally understood the extent of her master's detachment.

"He cannot aid my cultivation; why should I remember him?"

If Gu Aotian heard this, his heart might shatter. Even 'Ye Meijing', hearing it, felt the sting of a similar fate.

"Master, I can't help your cultivation either, so why choose me? There are plenty of talented disciples. Look at Senior Sister Long Qing'er, devoted to you for so long without a glance. And Little Wang from the east, Little Li from the west..." Naturally, aside from Long Qing'er, the rest were 'Ye Meijing's' fabrications.

Somehow, it didn't seem like Feng Ya Xianzi was drawn to her icy constitution. But what it was, 'Ye Meijing' couldn't guess.

"In this world, only you are suitable," Feng Ya Xianzi didn't hide her selfishness. She pursued immortality. Achieving it required sacrifices.

She had abandoned her emotions to grow stronger and ascend faster, yet she couldn't recall why she held such an obsession.

For now, this was her answer.

"Me, suitable? In what way?"

'Ye Meijing' asked again, but this time Feng Ya Xianzi didn't respond.

Love tribulations, entangled in emotions. Yet revealing it to 'Ye Meijing' would disrupt the current calm.

Seeing Feng Ya Xianzi return to her usual self, 'Ye Meijing' realized she had reached the limit of what she could learn. This was all Feng Ya Xianzi could reveal, likely her greatest secret.

"Enough, for the official matches, keep a low profile. Don't bring me more trouble," 'Ye Meijing' said, ending the topic.

Feng Ya Xianzi nodded slightly, her gaze fixed ahead, noticing a familiar face on the stage.

"Disciple, why does that person look familiar?"

'Ye Meijing' looked as well, spotting the awkwardly standing plump boy.

"Master, you saw him half an hour ago and took a book from him. Forgotten already?"

'Ye Meijing' reminded her kindly, realizing her master was solely focused on cultivation, uninterested in worldly affairs.

Feng Ya Xianzi nodded again, this time retrieving the secret chronicles of the Demon Lord and the Eldest Princess from her storage pouch, resuming her reading.

"Master, why are you so engrossed?" But once focused, Feng Ya Xianzi ignored 'Ye Meijing', unaffected by her sarcastic remarks.

Though 'Ye Meijing' wanted to continue mocking, she had to focus on the stage. Her subordinate was up, and she had to show some support.

Coincidentally, the plump boy had finished introducing himself, and the host was asking him questions.

"Who does this cultivator wish to challenge?"

The plump boy, though nervous, clenched his fists and called out his opponent's name.

"I challenge inner disciple Su Mei!"

The name sounded familiar to some, though they couldn't immediately place it.

Hearing this, Feng Ya Xianzi lifted her head for once, while 'Ye Meijing' slowly added, "The girl you slapped fourteen times earlier."

Feng Ya Xianzi understood, but watching the plump boy, she frowned slightly, warning, "He will lose."

"I know, so I gave him the enhancement talisman you gave me."

'Ye Meijing' replied slowly. She had planned to seal Su Mei's cultivation to match the plump boy's, but Feng Ya Xianzi's presence disrupted all her plans.

Seeing the enhancement talisman was useless to her, 'Ye Meijing' gave it to the plump boy, perfect for a quick power boost.

If the plump boy fought hard, he could surely achieve the ultimate face-slapping victory.