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Chap 741

Chapter 741

Chapter 741: An unbridled life, quick to settle debts Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

Han Yunxi was simply testing the sword sect master’s breaking point! If Duanmu Yao really died, then he would have something to fight about with Long Feiye! On the sidelines, Cang Qiuzi had long given up defending himself against the second and third elder’s interrogation and censure. He didn’t even care about his ruined reputation anymore, excited at the prospect of Duanmu Yao’s death.

Once she dies, Celestial Mountain will succumb to chaos and I’ll win this game!

Veins popped out on the sword sect master’s face from his rage. He glared at Han Yunxi with enough venom to kill.

“Han Yunxi!” Granny You shouted as she pushed aside Long Feiye’s sword. But he was quick to point its tip at her throat, rendering her frozen in place and unable to talk.

Han Yunxi had no fear. She swept her gaze over the surrounding crowd and asked, “You guys say something. Does she deserve to be saved?”

It was as if she spoke to a soundless world. Nobody dared to say “she doesn’t,” but none of them wanted to say “she does.” None of them imagined that the fairy-like beauty, Duanmu Yao, was a hypocrite with a viper’s heart. For the male disciples especially, her beautiful image in their minds had vanished into thin air. Cang Xiaoying wore an icy smile. Despite the fact that her father’s reputation was ruined, Duanmu Yao was utterly discredited. This was enough to keep her happy for days. As long as the girl died, she would be the first and foremost amongst Celestial Mountain’s female disciples now.

Duanmu Yao laid sprawled at Han Yunxi’s feet as she bled from multiple orifices. With life and death hanging in the balance, she had dissolved into a mass of sobbing beyond all reason. The sword sect master’s turbid gaze had already concentrated into a fine killing hum radiating off his blade. But before he could point his weapon, Duanmu Yao began to shout.

“I was framed! Master, senior brother...Han Yunxi, I was framed!”

“Sobsob...I was framed, Cang Qiuzi forced me to do everything! He made me!”

“I didn’t want to, but Cang Qiuzi was worried that senior brother would vie for the position of sect leader. Over the past few years, he’s been forcing me to work with him!”

Duanmu Yao tugged at Han Yunxi’s dress as she pleaded. “Han Yunxi, it was Cang Qiuzi who made me do this. He...he…. He assaulted me, then threatened to tell everyone if I didn’t cooperate. He wanted to destroy my reputation! Han Yunxi, believe me! Han Yunxi, now I’ve really told you everything, you have to believe me!”

This…

A hush fell upon the crowd as deathly stillness settled upon the scene. No one thought things would go so far, much less that Duanmu Yao and Cang Qiuzi had such shameless relations. Han Yunxi herself was shocked. All she wanted to do was force the inside story from Duanmu Yao. She never realized the woman had such a dirty deal with Cang Qiuzi! The silence now was absolute. No one could find any sign of Cang Qiuzi amongst them, so they directed their gazes at Cang Xiaoying.

Each and every look was filled with disdain, mockery, and disgust. Cang Xiaoying felt extremely ashamed as her mind turned blank. She never expected her own father to do such filthy deeds. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore and muffled her mouth before pushing the crowd aside to fly away.

Cang Qiuzi stood rooted to his spot until Cang Xiaoying’s fleeing, crying form brought him back to his senses. Although he’d assaulted Duanmu Yao to threaten her, he had never planned to expose them in public.