Chapter 90: The Final Revenge!
But if she hadn’t brought this calamity upon herself, why did the other party slaughter the Yang estate and target her so specifically? Yang Yun racked her brains to no avail, and the other cultivators were equally curious—especially the disciples of the Kui Water Sect. Initially, when Shen Yan injured Xiang Chunfang and the others, they were uneasy. But now, it seemed to be an internal feud within Jade Immortal Sect.
Thus, these Qi Refining disciples all assumed the attitude of onlookers, watching Shen Yan and Yang Yun with great interest.
They weren’t worried that Shen Yan might silence them; after all, he hadn’t taken the opportunity to kill Xiang Chunfang earlier. That sword was merely a warning not to meddle in Kui Water Sect’s affairs.
As for avenging Xu Jingyang, the thought never crossed their minds. Who would risk offending a Foundation Establishment cultivator for the sake of a single true disciple? No sane person would make such a decision.
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“Who am I? Hahaha!”
Shen Yan laughed, pressing a hand to his forehead. Under everyone’s gaze, he finally settled down after a long while, sweeping his eyes over the crowd with a disdainful smile.
“I am Shen Yan!”
As he spoke, he made no further attempt to conceal himself, removing his disguise entirely.
Staring at the familiar face before her, Yang Yun felt a moment of confusion, nearly unable to stand. She looked at Shen Yan in horror.
“You… you… how can this be… weren’t you just…”
For a moment, she was nearly incoherent. Shen Yan was the one she had personally brought to Jingyun Island, but back then, he was nothing more than a mortal.
“No, no, you can’t be Shen Yan. Three years ago you were just an ordinary person—how could you suddenly become a Foundation Establishment cultivator?”
Yang Yun couldn’t accept this outcome. If Zhou Shun had truly been Shen Yan in disguise all these years, then she had played the fool for three years.
“Who is Shen Yan?”
“I don’t know, but judging by Yang Yun’s reaction, it must mean something to her.”
“But is it really possible to go from ordinary cultivator to Foundation Establishment in just three years? And his strength is so overwhelming…”
“Let’s keep watching. Whether this is his true identity or not, he clearly has a grudge against Yang Yun.”
“Senior Brother Yuqing truly escaped disaster this time. On Jingyun Island, Yang Yun had pushed him so far he could hardly endure it—who would have thought that fate would turn so sharply?”
“Well, Yang Yun is too arrogant. As a newly promoted true disciple, she relied on Jade Xing Elder’s advancement to late Foundation Establishment and seized the share of Foundation Pill on Jingyun Island. If you were Yuqing, you’d fight her too.”
“Didn’t you hear earlier? The true disciple from Jade Shuo Peak on Jingyun Island is also secretly plotting against Yang Yun. Hehe, Yang Yun nearly married—”
“Shh, is that something you can say? That Jade Shuo Peak disciple was once a true disciple of the sect’s sacred ground, then… only later did he go to Jingyun Island. Who’d have thought the Sect Master would send Yang Yun there too…”
For a while, many of the Qi Refining disciples of Jade Immortal Sect began whispering among themselves, and as the discussion deepened, their restraint slipped away.
After all, the situation was clear. Shen Yan, who had disguised himself as Zhou Shun, bore enmity toward Yang Yun. No one knew the origin of their grudge, but whatever the cause, today Yang Yun was doomed.
Even if her master Jade Xing Elder came in person, Shen Yan—so powerful—would stop at nothing to kill Yang Yun.
Given this, they had nothing to fear.
On the other side, the Kui Water Sect disciples watched Shen Yan with equal curiosity. Could he really have gone from mortal to Foundation Establishment in just three years?
If so, his talent would be unparalleled, perhaps even comparable to the master senior brother of Sea Vast Immortal Sect.
Unlike the inquisitive Qi Refining disciples, Xiang Chunfang, the Foundation Establishment cultivator of Kui Water Sect, no longer cared about being injured by Shen Yan’s sword. He was already considering how to recruit Shen Yan into Kui Water Sect. After all, Shen Yan’s enmity with Jade Immortal Sect meant that bringing him in would add a powerful, exceptionally gifted Foundation Establishment cultivator to their ranks and deal a blow to Jade Immortal Sect’s prestige.
Weighing this in his heart, Xiang Chunfang grew more convinced of his plan. He waited calmly, watching Shen Yan and Yang Yun.
“Speaking of which, I should thank you. If you hadn’t brought me to Jingyun Island, how would I have entered the world of cultivation?”
Shen Yan put away the Azure Spirit Sword and drew out the Flowing Cloud Sword that Yang Yun had given him years ago, twirling it lightly in his hand.
“You should be familiar with this sword, shouldn’t you? Do you still doubt that I am Shen Yan?”
Upon seeing the Flowing Cloud Sword, Yang Yun felt as if struck by lightning. It was the mid-grade magical artifact bestowed by the sect when she became a true disciple. Seeing it again now, her heart was thrown into turmoil.
“Shen Yan, you too are a disciple of Jade Immortal Sect. Today you ambushed Elder Liu Jing—aren’t you afraid the sect will hold you accountable?”
Yang Yun’s thoughts raced. She knew her life was on the line, so she promptly tried to redirect the threat, hoping to make Shen Yan hesitate.
Upon hearing this, Liu Jing—who was severely injured and attempting to heal himself—was both shocked and furious!
Wretched woman!
I ended up in this state because you and Shen Yan are enemies, and now you want to use me as a shield? You have no sense of self-preservation.
Even if you don’t die at Shen Yan’s hand today, when we return to Jade Immortal Sect, I won’t let you off!
Liu Jing cursed her inwardly, but Shen Yan merely glanced at him with indifference. That single look made Liu Jing’s heart tremble.
Fortunately, Shen Yan had no intention of killing Liu Jing. He was still hoping Xiang Chunfang would finish him off, which would escalate the conflict between Jade Immortal Sect and Kui Water Sect, thus distracting them from Shen Yan himself. He had no intention of killing Liu Jing here.
“Yang Yun, there’s no need for further words.”
Shen Yan twirled the Flowing Cloud Sword gently, gazing at Yang Yun’s ashen face with a cold voice.
“In the past, your Yang estate extorted and oppressed the people of Jinzhou Bay, causing my parents to work themselves to death. This hatred is irreconcilable!”
He paused, falling silent as childhood memories of parental love surfaced in his mind. A faint smile touched his lips.
After a long time, he composed himself, his gaze sharpening as he continued to Yang Yun:
“Furthermore, your Yang estate forced me into servitude, made me suffer endless humiliation within its walls. Though now the men of the Yang family have all been beheaded by me, and the women consigned to the Bureau of Entertainment, this hatred still lingers because you remain unpunished!”
Upon hearing that all Yang men were dead, Yang Yun struggled to contain her fury. But sending the women to the Bureau of Entertainment in Qian Kingdom? Her chest heaved in rage.
What sort of place was that? Ostensibly, it was for the consignment of female relatives of disgraced officials, but in truth, it was a brothel!
Imagining her sisters, mother, and aunt in the Bureau of Entertainment, subject to those vile men, she wanted nothing more than to kill Shen Yan on the spot.
Yet as her eyes met his, a chill swept through her entire being. Shen Yan regarded her as if she were already a corpse.