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Zhao Yue spoke with a calm yet assertive tone, "Though my cultivation is humble, I am still a disciple of the Heavenly Emperor. In the past, I have received guidance from my master and have grown accustomed to Di Wei. I can endure it for a short time."
"Moreover, it is not the Emperor himself using Di Wei; it is not complete. Instead of questioning how I can withstand Wu Yue Jian, shouldn't Tian Hu Di Jun be more curious about why Yun Shaozong is able to wield Wu Yue Jian?"
As Zhao Yue spoke, his expression remained impassive, but his words dripped with sarcasm.
"Yun Shaozong was born from my master's essence and has been nurtured by him; you can certainly use my master's Soul-Linked Zijing Blade. But I am curious—despite having only been a disciple of Li Shang Di Jun for a little over a hundred days, how is it that you can wield Wu Yue Jian? Is it merely due to your master-disciple relationship?"
Yun Zhi Yue stood there in confusion, glancing at the unassuming Li Shang nearby.
"Damn it," she thought. "If this little brat hadn't pointed it out, I wouldn't have even noticed. I haven't cultivated with Li Shang; how can I use Wu Yue Jian?"
She felt a pang of doubt rising within her—a suspicion she had previously dismissed resurfaced: could Li Shang be the reason? But that didn't make sense; no matter how she connected the dots, she couldn't link the two together.
Yun Shijiu immediately jumped in, ready to retort, "What does this have to do with you? Do you think you're so bold now that your master isn't here? Watch your words; you might just end up in trouble."
"It's one thing for your master to complain about my sister's matters, but you—a mere junior—are filled with resentment. So what if you were shaped by your master's essence? Isn't Xian Gu already repaid in full?"
"How could the grace of nurturing be repaid? Without my master, there would be no Yun Zhi Yue. What does it matter if Xian Gu was taken?"
Though Yun Shijiu knew these words were likely said on purpose, he couldn't help but feel anger bubbling inside him.
With a darkened expression, he stepped forward and said, "So you think dismissing Xian Gu is trivial? Come on then; let me dismiss you as well. Afterward, I'll apologize—you must have a broad mind to forgive."
Wang Zhu stepped in to restrain the furious Yun Shijiu and said in a deep voice, "Don't act rashly; the Emperor is right here. Even if my master sneezes, it could easily take you down."
The Tide Emperor raised an eyebrow, observing his talented disciple.
Yun Zhi Yue waved her sleeve and struck Yun Shijiu on the mouth to silence him.
Turning her gaze back to Zhao Yue, she remarked with an inscrutable expression, "According to your reasoning, as long as I am alive, I owe a debt to Yue Qi. That may not be entirely wrong; however, I have already died. Everything that could be repaid has been repaid; even my soul shattered upon entering the underworld."
"If I were to rely on the underworld for my existence—whether in spirit or flesh—it has nothing to do with your master."
Zhao Yue replied coldly, "You haven't repaid your debt. If you had truly repaid it, you wouldn't be able to wield my master's Soul-Linked Zijing Blade. On the day you became a disciple in Wujie, Zijingtou summoned you accordingly—do you not understand?"
Yun Zhi Yue's face hardened as she retorted, "Stop beating around the bush. Are you trying to force me into something while your master is absent? What do you want?"
Zhao Yue softened his tone slightly and said, "My master is the Heavenly Emperor. The troubles caused between you and the Phoenix Clan are quite embarrassing; even the Dragon Clan is making things difficult. As a disciple, how can I turn a blind eye?"
"If you truly do not wish to have any ties with my master and do not accept his protection, then extract the Soul Blood from your body. From now on, there will be no connection between you and him."
Xuan Hui Hui was taken aback. "Soul Blood! Does that mean you will have to be crippled again? Last time it was Xian Gu, and this time it's Soul Blood. Are you trying to shatter bones and extinguish souls? What enmity is this?"
Li Shang's expression darkened, while Wu Yue Jian raised her head, ready to strike Zhao Yue with a fatal blow.
However, Yun Zhi Yue stepped in front of Zhao Yue and said, "Fine, I will give you the Soul Blood. My master is here; I can protect my life. It’s just another crippling. I hope this time no one will say I owe Yue Qi anything."
Yun Zhi Yue raised her hand to touch the Emerald Mark on her forehead, but Li Shang quickly moved closer and grasped her wrist.
"There’s no need for this."
Yun Zhi Yue shook her head. "It's not that I'm being forced; it's what I want. The sooner I return it, the cleaner it will be. Besides, with my talent, I have nothing to fear."
Li Shang looked at her for a moment before embracing her without hesitation.
His large hand gently caressed Yun Zhi Yue's forehead as the Purple Sand slowly withdrew from her brow, coalescing into pure purple droplets of blood in mid-air.
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