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

Mountain Villa

The truth often becomes clear only after the victor is determined. At first glance, Ye Yong seemed to be at a disadvantage, but upon reflection, one would realize he hadn’t used any techniques throughout. In such circumstances, to still defeat You Maobin spoke volumes about his strength.

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“Thank you, Young Master You.” Ye Yong performed a respectful bow, a smile on his face. Although he said nothing mocking, it made You Maobin feel utterly humiliated.

The highest form of sarcasm is not verbal provocation but a psychological assault. The more kind words Ye Yong spoke and the friendlier his demeanor, the more uncomfortable You Maobin felt, especially as the male disciples of Tianluo Sect followed suit, saying things like, “As expected of Young Master You, even his sword flies so handsomely.” “Young Master You’s swordsmanship has opened my eyes; I’ve learned so much.”

Unable to bear it any longer, You Maobin, with a darkened face, quickly returned to the Hanqing Sect’s spaceship, his sycophants trailing behind, dejected. Some male disciples of Hanqing Sect, who had nothing to do with You Maobin, also left, after all, You Maobin had lost face for them all.

Yet the female disciples did not leave; instead, their gazes toward Ye Yong grew even brighter.

True prodigies never seek to boast verbally; they allow their opponents to become arrogant and then defeat them with strength, making the opponent understand the gap between them, without kicking them when they’re down afterward. As long as the opponent can humbly accept this defeat, both their character and abilities will rise to a new level. In a sense, they envied You Maobin for receiving Ye Yong’s “guidance.”

“That child, Xiao Bin…” You Maobin’s uncle sighed, not showing any resentment toward Ye Yong, while a companion patted his shoulder: “He really has been a bit too arrogant; it’s not good to continue like this. Don’t worry too much; young people need to face some setbacks to grow.”

“Isn’t that right? During the previous sect competition, several managers were at odds, all wanting their descendants to spar with Ye Yong. Your nephew, on the other hand, had such an arrogant attitude, yet Ye Yong still generously gave him a chance.” A senior from Tianluo Sect snorted in displeasure.

You Maobin’s uncle smiled awkwardly, planning to send Ye Yong some elixirs later as an apology and a token of gratitude.

Ye Yong listened to the conversations around him; overall, it was as he had expected, but also somewhat different. He wasn’t that noble; he simply wanted to embarrass his opponent a little, not expecting to end up boosting his own reputation in the process.

One could only say that a villain is a villain; no matter what they do, the public will always think positively at first. If it were the protagonist, You Maobin wouldn’t have left so easily; he would have been furious, letting his anger take over and resorting to real violence. Once the protagonist had repelled him, his uncle would have immediately intervened, trying to kill this arrogant brat, only to be stopped by the higher-ups of Tianluo Sect, leading to a long-winded argument and ultimately causing discord between the two sects.

“Why bother being polite to a pampered young master like him?” Liang Xiaorou, not a new disciple, thought that if she were a newcomer, she would have already taught You Maobin a lesson.

There was no intention of politeness at all; it was all a result of the surrounding people overinterpreting the situation. What could Ye Yong say? He could only smile and shake his head: “Youth is meant for recklessness; who hasn’t gone through such a phase?”

However, as soon as these words were spoken, the disciples of Hanqing Sect looked at him with newfound respect. How could the mindset between people differ so greatly?

Realizing he had inadvertently praised himself, Ye Yong quickly pretended to sit cross-legged and meditate, no longer speaking.

After a while, more spaceships approached, flying in parallel with Tianluo Sect. The reason was simple: everyone wanted to get to know the recently rising star, Ye Tianjiao, in advance.

However, before Ye Yong could meet them, the events that had transpired earlier had already spread.

“It must be an act; the two are unrelated. How could Ye Yong be so kind-hearted?”

“Even the disciples of Hanqing Sect are saying this; it’s highly likely to be true. Although it was a spar, defeating a seventh-layer crystallization cultivator without using techniques or spells… Ye Yong’s strength… is quite impressive.”

Some were skeptical, while others analyzed Ye Yong’s strength, preparing for the upcoming joint competition. Almost every sect’s discussion revolved around Ye Yong.