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Ye Shiyuan let out a cold snort.

"If you have nothing else to say, you may leave now."

"You should focus on cultivating properly. This competition is the perfect chance for you to prove yourself. If you lose..."

Zhang Youxia grinned.

"The one who will be embarrassed is you. Being embarrassed in front of other people is one thing. But if you embarrass yourself in front of your Master, I am afraid you will never be able to hold your head high again."

"Who do you think among them can surpass me?"

Zhang Youxia shrugged.

"Among this generation of disciples, there probably really isn’t anyone stronger than you. But I heard that this year’s tournament has specially arranged sparring matches where the sect masters and elders will personally guide and compete with the disciples. If the other disciples lose, Fu Yaning probably won’t care very much. But if you lose..."

"What makes me different from the other disciples? We all belong to the same generation. There is no reason why I absolutely have to defeat the seniors."

Zhang Youxia nodded as though agreeing with Ye Shiyuan’s words.

He reached over and patted Ye Shiyuan on the shoulder.

"I hope you can still remain this calm when the time comes."

In truth, Zhang Youxia especially wanted to see what Ye Shiyuan looked like after losing control.

He was simply too calm.

It was as though nothing in this world, no matter what it was, no matter who it was, could ever affect him.

But Zhang Youxia knew that it was not because such a person did not exist.

It was simply because that person had not appeared before them.

Meanwhile, Bai He was still in low spirits.

He had not seen Ye Shiyuan.

After wandering around for a while, Hu Jintao noticed that Bai He seemed uninterested in everything, so he escorted him back.

After returning, Bai He stayed inside his room and never came out again.

The entire day passed in a daze.

No one came to disturb him along the way.

He opened the window.

A cool breeze drifted inside.

From where he stood, he could admire the scenery outside.

He had to thank Mo Zhu for giving him eyes that allowed him to see clearly even in the darkness.

[ Host, you look very disappointed. ]

"Did Ye Shiyuan come or not?"

[ According to the system’s detection, there is information related to Ye Shiyuan. ]

Bai He remembered that Mo Zhu had once said that if the system could detect information about Ye Shiyuan, then it meant Ye Shiyuan was somewhere nearby.

"You mean... Shiyuan came?"

[ Yes. Ye Shiyuan should already be here. However, the system cannot continue tracking his exact location at the moment. ]

As long as he had come, they would eventually have a chance to meet.

When the various sects competed with one another, would they not naturally see each other then?

The heavy weight hanging over Bai He’s heart finally lifted.

"Why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

[ But, Host, you never asked me. ]

Just because he had not asked did not mean Mo Zhu could not have told him anyway.

Bai He was completely speechless.

Suddenly, Bai He’s expression became serious.

The Sky Cutting Sword instantly appeared in his hand.

The moment someone appeared outside his window, the blade was already resting against Zhang Youxia’s neck.

Zhang Youxia was so startled that he nearly jumped.

He had assumed that a young man like Bai He would not react so quickly.

He had never expected Bai He to place a sword against his throat the instant he appeared.

"Who are you? Who sent you here?"

Although Zhang Youxia often acted carefree, he certainly did not have a death wish.

He immediately raised both hands.

He did not dare move even a little.

"Easy there, little fellow. Don’t be impulsive."

Bai He frowned.

"Who are you calling little fellow?"

"Little fellow, don’t be so fierce. If you’re this fierce, you’ll scare every person who likes you away."

Bai He tightened his grip on the sword.

"Cut the nonsense. Why are you here? Don’t tell me you think I wouldn’t dare kill you."

"Little fellow, don’t take everything so seriously. Don’t you want to see Ye Shiyuan? Put the sword down first, and we can talk properly."

Bai He let out a cold snort.

"I’m warning you. Don’t underestimate me. You may not even be my opponent."

As he spoke, Bai He slowly lowered his sword.

"Go ahead. What do you want from me?"

"I’ve come to take you to see Ye Shiyuan."

Bai He almost agreed immediately.

However, after thinking for a moment, he still hesitated.

"Don’t tell me you’ve really fallen for that pretty boy Hu Jintao? Can he possibly compare with Ye Shiyuan? Is he even better looking than Ye Shiyuan?"

"Of course not."

"No? Then what is it? Little fellow, do you actually like Ye Shiyuan or not?"

Bai He snapped angrily, "What business is that of yours? Does Ye Shiyuan even know you came here? I bet he doesn’t. It’s already so late, and you ran into my room. What if I had already gone to sleep? Or what if I had been taking a bath? Wouldn’t that have made you a shameless pervert?"

"Little fellow, do I really look like that kind of person?"

"You should leave now. If you don’t leave, I’ll call my Senior Brother over. By then, you won’t be able to leave even if you want to."

Zhang Youxia carefully studied Bai He for a moment.

"If you don’t like Ye Shiyuan, then don’t keep giving him hope. Do you understand?"

He actually told him not to approach Ye Shiyuan.

Whether he approached Ye Shiyuan or not was his own matter.

It was not up to anyone else to teach him how to act.

Meanwhile, Zhang Youxia returned, still muttering curses under his breath, clearly in a bad mood.

"Where did you go so late at night? This is Qinghai Sect. If you cause any trouble, solve it yourself."

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