Yang Yi appeared, floating ethereally from the distance like a beautiful sprite. With every graceful step, she covered dozens of feet at a rapid pace. Within a few breaths, she had arrived at the Martial Arts Arena.
She stood there, slender and elegant in her pink attire, her black hair cascading down to her waist, adorned with several hairpins. A touch of makeup graced her face, making her look exceptionally charming and beautiful.
Even amongst all the beauties at Xiafeng Academy, she was undoubtedly one of the most stunning.
Her arrival was like a dazzling scene that captured many onlookers’ attention.
"Yang Yi, she’s here! Three of the four great beauties of Xiafeng Academy have already arrived," came an exclamation from the crowd.
The academy recognized four great beauties who were not only outstanding in appearance but also in cultivation and extraordinary backgrounds, giving them the prestige to be ranked among them.
Vivian was one of them, and so was Yang Yi.
Yang Yi’s presence caused Ye Chen’s pupils to shrink to the size of pinpoints, a sharp light flickering across them.
He hadn’t expected to encounter her here, beyond his anticipation.
"Miss Yang Yi, you’ve arrived." A handsome young man from the Heavenly Level Academy quickly stepped forward to greet her. Yang Yi returned the smile before noticing the two Supreme Elders and the accompanying Guu Yang Martial God. Knowing their status, she didn’t dare to neglect them and promptly stepped forward to pay her respects, "Yang Yi pays respects to the two Supreme Elders and Senior Martial God Guu Yang."
The three Martial God Realm beings nodded indifferently. To these mighty individuals, a minor Innate Expert hardly mattered. However, sensing that Ye Chen seemed to have some different connection with the girl, they paid a bit more attention.
Yang Yi was not offended but glanced inadvertently at Ye Chen. She was first slightly surprised to see him here, and then, with a frown, she asked, "Ye Chen, what are you doing here?"
Yang Yi and Ye Chen knew each other?
Many were surprised, but then they remembered that both Ye Chen and the fresh member from the Heavenly Level Academy hailed from Luofeng City. It was only natural they knew each other.
As for the incident between Yang Yi and Ye Chen half a year ago, aside from a few influential figures who were privy, others were largely unaware.
Ye Chen gave her a brief glance, calm and untroubled, "Where I am has nothing to do with you, moreover, I too am a member of Xiafeng Academy."
Yang Yi’s eyes flicked to the badge on Ye Chen’s chest, the Black Iron Badge of the Yellow-level Academy. She couldn’t help but laugh, her tone laced with mockery, "Ye Chen, I didn’t think you’d still be a member of Xiafeng Academy. Even though it’s just as a Yellow-level Academy student, it’s still better than nothing at all."
Others now sensed some friction between the two and couldn’t help but feel awkward at Yang Yi’s provocation towards Ye Chen.
"With the Heavenly Level Academy’s enrollment trials more than two months away, you must think that you can reach the Acquired Eighth Realm by cultivating at Xiafeng Academy." Yang Yi’s smile contained a faint derision, "I advise you to abandon such fanciful thoughts; you simply don’t have the qualifications."
Everyone’s expression turned bizarre. Ye Chen lacked qualifications? If even he wasn’t qualified, how many in Xiafeng Academy would be?
It seemed that Yang Yi had not fully grasped the situation.
Suddenly, she felt the crowd looking at her with odd expressions, as if watching a clown, which was quite uncomfortable. What kind of look was that?
Ye Chen merely glanced at her and said, "If you’ve said all you have to say, then leave. I don’t have the spare time to chat with you."
"Ye Chen, you useless piece of trash, are you cursing at me?" Yang Yi couldn’t help but snap back with a cold face.
Hearing Yang Yi speak to Ye Chen in such a manner, Vivian couldn’t help but step forward, her pretty face covered in frost, rebuking, "Yang Yi, you’re going too far. Is it necessary to speak to Young Master Ye Chen in such a way?"
Seeing that it was Weiwei, another one of the four great beauties, defending Ye Chen, Yang Yi was quite astonished and confused, only sneering, "Miss Vivian, I respect you as a senior sister, but the fact that Ye Chen is a waste is unchangeable. Do you really think he’s still the same genius from before? Heh, how laughable."
Vivian was usually a gentle person, but at this moment she couldn’t help but scold with a cold expression on her pretty face, "Yang Yi, you apologize to Master Ye Chen right now."
"Hmph, it’s very difficult to expect an apology from me to him," Yang Yi snorted coldly, then looked at Ye Chen with a cold laugh, "Ye Chen, it seems that you’re mixing quite well now, to the point where even one of the four great beauties like Vivian comes to your defense. But a loser is a loser, who can only rely on women to protect him, truly pathetic."
"Yang Yi, it seems that the real loser is you," the Thirteenth Prince suddenly interjected, a smile forming as he looked at Yang Yi with a curvature that was tinged with a hint of mockery.
Although Yang Yi felt humiliated by his gaze, she dared not lash out and frowned, "Thirteenth Prince, what do you mean by that?"
At this moment, the Thirteenth Prince had stepped forward, looking at Yang Yi with a smile, but it seemed more like mockery, saying, "Yang Yi, do you think Ye Chen is rubbish?"
Yang Yi snorted coldly, "If he’s not, then who is?"
"Hahaha—" The Thirteenth Prince could not help but burst into laughter, while the people around looked at Yang Yi with even stranger expressions—as if looking at a clown—putting Yang Yi in an extremely uncomfortable position, wondering what this meant.
The Guu Yang Martial God shook his head and said, "Elders, is this the kind of elite student your Heavenly Level Academy produces? In my opinion, it is truly..."
Although he didn’t continue, the meaning behind his head shake was crystal clear to everyone.
Both Supreme Elders felt utterly embarrassed, shamed that their Academy had produced such a person.
Yang Yi couldn’t help but get angry, "Thirteenth Prince, what are you laughing at?"
The Thirteenth Prince stopped laughing and looked at her coldly, huffing, "I’m laughing at your ignorance. Do you know who Ye Chen is? Is he the waste you speak of? Ridiculous, do you even know who recently made the **Purple Mist on the Pillar of Strength?"
Yang Yi suddenly had a bad feeling, "Are you saying...?"
"That’s right, it was Ye Chen. He was the one who caused such a huge disturbance. It’s laughable that you thought he was a waste when in fact, compared to Ye Chen, you are the real waste."
"How could that be!?"
Yang Yi’s face turned pale with shock, staring at Ye Chen in disbelief.
She simply couldn’t believe that Ye Chen could achieve this—making Purple Mist was something that only the Crown Prince had accomplished two years ago. Could it be that Ye Chen had really reached this level?
Half a year ago, Ye Chen was clearly only at the Acquired Third Realm. It was simply impossible that he made such progress in just six months.
When she looked at everyone, she saw they were looking at her as if she were a fool, as if confirming that this was the reality.
Although the truth was cruel, she had to accept this point.
She looked towards Ye Chen, feeling completely disheartened and somewhat in disbelief.
At this moment, Ye Chen merely glanced at her indifferently, then moved his gaze away, not caring at all.
The ground shook as an extremely powerful aura emerged like lightning, roaring thunderously, causing a change in everyone’s complexion.
Then, an imposing and majestic figure emerged, arriving from afar, his entire body radiating an unprecedented kingly aura, one that commanded the world.
Upon seeing this person, the Thirteenth Prince’s face changed drastically, and he said word by word, "Crown Prince!"