I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

Good Luck Should Be Right

“Could it be Ye Qingwu and her maid?” The number of light points suddenly made Ye Yong associate it with something.

After all, the last conversation was interrupted by Peng Zhang. It wouldn’t be surprising for Ye Qingwu to come looking for him again after seeing him leave Tianluo Sect through the star disk.

Moreover, he had been out for several days, and it was very much in line with her character that she would only show up on his return trip. Conversations aside, she wouldn’t disturb him when he was busy, showing great discretion.

Of course, it might not be them; it could also be Peng Zhang lying in ambush with two subordinates. Although Ye Yong didn’t think his whereabouts would be easily exposed, it was better to be cautious.

He took out the prepared tools, ready to use them at the first sign of trouble.

However, just as he was less than a kilometer away from the light points, a figure suddenly approached, blocking Ye Yong’s path.

Jia Bi from Songwo Sect.

The speed at which the other party caught up was unexpectedly fast. Ye Yong deduced that he must have been lying in wait near Yilian Sect, planning to retrieve the stone key as soon as he left.

He just hadn’t expected the key to be taken away, so he hurriedly came after him.

Feigning ignorance, Ye Yong stared at Jia Bi: “What do you want?”

“Sorry to disturb you, Young Master Ye. We are extremely eager to invite you to our sect as a guest.” Jia Bi maintained a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, his narrow gaze squinting: “Moreover, there may be a small misunderstanding between our sect and Young Master Ye. The assistance to Heshan Sect was out of pity for their sorrow, and they insisted that Yilian Sect was sheltering the culprit, which is why we offered some help. We didn’t expect it to backfire. Fortunately, Young Master Ye is wise and discovered it in time, ultimately preventing a major mistake.”

“A few hours ago, I just revealed my name to the people of Yilian Sect. How could you know so quickly?” Ye Yong pretended to be displeased.

“Young Master Ye may not be aware, but Yilian Sect does not treat its disciples well, so there are often disciples who wish to leave, hoping we can accept them. To gain our recognition, they naturally engage in some reporting and whistleblowing.”

Clearly, they were planted spies, yet he twisted it into a narrative about the poor treatment of disciples in Yilian Sect, leading to discontent… Indeed, this ability to turn black into white is top-notch.

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Without breaking the silence, Ye Yong merely nodded slightly: “Alright, it’s nothing to be known by name, but there’s no need to visit your sect; I have other matters to attend to.”

Seeing Ye Yong about to leave, Jia Bi hurriedly took out a treasure: “Wait a moment, this is a gift from the sect to apologize to Young Master Ye.”

Ye Yong glanced over, noticing several vials containing third-grade elixirs, along with a piece of earth-grade magical artifact.

“I hope Young Master Ye won’t take offense; it’s our Songwo Sect that has not been hospitable enough.” Jia Bi respectfully used spiritual power to levitate the treasure over.

After Ye Yong accepted it, Jia Bi quickly added, “I’ve heard that Young Master Ye exchanged an earth-grade treasure for a small stone piece at the Lian Sect. I’m quite curious—what kind of magic does it possess to be worth such a price?”

Trying to buy time, are we?

Ye Yong fell into brief contemplation. If he had agreed to visit the Songwo Sect earlier, they would likely have tried to retrieve the key through deceit, aiming to resolve things peacefully. If he refused, would they delay, while companions set traps ahead, preparing an ambush?

Jia Bi’s actions were clearly a stalling tactic, even going so far as to mention the key, seeking a topic of conversation.

But the premise he had given should be that of a hidden family; did they not fear retaliation for daring to act against someone from a hidden family? Or were they willing to take risks for the key, ready to abandon a sect that had developed for a thousand years, collectively fleeing to await the emergence of that secret realm, fulfilling their long-held wishes?

“There’s nothing special about it; it’s just a piece of stone. Trading it for a magical artifact was merely a matter of good mood.” This place was not suitable for lingering, so Ye Yong decided to slip away. However, before he could leave, a sudden loud noise erupted ahead, followed by the terrifying aftershocks of a transformation attack, startling a flock of birds in the surrounding forest.

Ye Yong immediately took out the Demon Seeking Plate; the light points moved, indicating the source of the attack.

A purple lotus lamp quickly rose, spreading a gentle purple light in the air, enveloping the surroundings.

Well, now Ye Yong could confirm it was Night Qingwu and her group, as they had discovered the Songwo Sect’s people lurking in ambush, believing they would pose a threat to Ye Yong, and thus intervened.

Caught off guard, Jia Bi’s face was filled with terror, completely unaware of what was happening.

Their plan was similar to what Ye Yong had guessed; refusing to visit the sect meant Jia Bi would stall for time, while several Nascent Soul and Transformation stage cultivators set up a powerful interference formation ahead, later disguising themselves as robbers to seize from Ye Yong. They intended to play the part thoroughly, and at the right moment, Jia Bi would even sustain serious injuries to protect Ye Yong. As for killing Ye Yong? They didn’t have the guts for that; if someone from a hidden family died, it would be useless for them to flee to the ends of the earth. But merely being robbed would certainly lessen the pressure; perhaps Ye Yong, for the sake of face, wouldn’t even dare to tell his family about the robbery.

But what was happening now? The formation shouldn’t have been set up yet; how did it suddenly escalate into a fight?

Jia Bi was both anxious and frightened. Could it be that Ye Yong had hidden protectors? But hearing that the stone piece had been taken left them too little time to react, and they couldn’t conduct a thorough investigation.

Just as Jia Bi was contemplating how to seize Ye Yong and wait for the right moment, a woman adorned with feathered ornaments suddenly flew over.

“Why is it that every time you go out, you get targeted by someone?”

The woman wore a veil, her tone quite displeased. Jia Bi couldn’t sense her cultivation level, but there was an undeniable pressure; without a doubt, her strength surpassed his, and Jia Bi dared not make a move.

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“Maybe it’s just bad luck,” Ye Yong chuckled. With the tools he had prepared, he could have easily escaped. Since Ye Qingwu had already made her move, it didn’t matter; he could consider it a way to eliminate some potential threats in advance.

“It should be good luck, actually. You run into my lady every time,” the feathered maid named Keke said. As a demon clan member abandoned since childhood, she didn’t care at all that her appearance didn’t match her name; maids didn’t need overly complicated names.

“That’s true.” Ye Yong didn’t argue; doing so would only anger her, after all, this bird had quite the temper.

“Is this guy in cahoots with those people?” Keke glanced at Jia Bi, who trembled and quickly shook his head, waving his hands. “No, no, no, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No, he’s an elder from a nearby sect,” Ye Yong suddenly thought of a cruel punishment method to use against the Songwo Sect, without directly exposing him.

“Alright, my lady should have dealt with those who were planning to ambush you. You should go and see who they really are.” Keke said as she flew back, leading the way for Ye Yong. Jia Bi, worried about his companions, chose to follow.

Since the Purple Lotus Treasure Lamp had risen, there had been no more fluctuations of divine energy, clearly blocked by the purple light. The cave’s magical treasures were terrifying indeed.

Ye Yong was relieved that Ye Qingwu didn’t intend to kill him; otherwise, opposing a mid-stage female lead would be quite uncomfortable.

Win, and offend the female lead. Lose, and it’s game over.

Although the current position was a bit delicate, at least the attitude was friendly.

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