Immortal Venerable's Order
Chapter 391 - 385: Who Can He Choose (Third Update)

Chapter 391: Chapter 385: Who Can He Choose (Third Update)

"Haha..."

Moran raised her head and laughed: "A lowly ant at the Profound Immortal Realm, thinking of leaving after coming to Wanhua Valley? Stay here honestly, or I won’t mind cutting you down and using you as fertilizer for those Flower Fairies..."

Qingyue angrily retorted: "You..."

"What you, keep talking and see if I dare to cut you down!" Moran said coldly.

"I dare you!"

A domineering voice echoed inside the wooden hut.

Yan Rufeng, who had been listening to the conversation between Qingyue and Moran, although in a semi-comatose state, could do nothing.

However, within Yan Rufeng’s Purple Mansion, inside his Immortal Venerable Divine Soul, the Spiritual Body Yu Die from the Creation Jade Disc, could no longer tolerate this after hearing Moran’s words.

"Swish～"

Suddenly, a dazzling light filled the wooden hut.

As the radiant glow dissipated, a graceful figure appeared beside Moran.

"You must be Fairy Moran?"

Moran was immediately stunned, thinking to herself: "Where did this woman come from? Could it have been her who just shouted at me..."

"And who are you? Do you know the consequences of trespassing into Wanhua Valley?" Moran had already summoned her Flying Sword.

"Zing～"

The crisp sound of the sword’s cry lingered.

"Ha!"

Yu Die sneered: "Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is that I am also Rufeng’s sister."

Moran retracted her Flying Sword, her complexion changing, giving a contemptuous laugh.

"Rufeng’s sister, then I suppose your surname is also Yan?"

Yu Die’s sudden appearance made Moran feel panic. Even someone at the Immortal Emperor Sixth Realm hadn’t detected Yu Die’s presence, indicating how terrifying she might be.

To avoid unnecessary conflict, Moran decided to step back and ask calmly.

Yu Die shook her head and smiled: "Miss Moran, I do not bear the surname Yan."

At this moment, a burning rage was brewing in Moran’s heart. She thought: "That damn Yan Rufeng, wouldn’t it be better if he just died? Back then, one Yi Mu was enough for me to handle, and now he’s been resurrected with even more beautiful sisters. Is he trying to drive me to my wit’s end?"

"Hehe!"

Yu Die could clearly see that Moran was on the verge of an outburst, and laughed, covering her face: "Sister Moran, you are so beautiful, so lovely, your heart must be kind too. Why do you get so worked up when others claim to be Rufeng’s sisters, threatening them and even wanting to turn them into fertilizer?"

Yu Die’s flattering words significantly lifted Moran’s mood.

Moran blushed, smiling slightly.

"Sister, you don’t know how, eight hundred years ago, Rufeng bullied me so much that I wished he would die soon every day."

"Haha!"

Yu Die laughed: "And now?"

Moran paused, then said: "Ten years ago, when I heard of his death, do you know how sad I was, depressed every day, crying my eyes out. Now that he’s been resurrected, I can see him again; all I want is to never be separated from him."

"Hehe!"

Yu Die smiled: "So, you regard every woman around Rufeng as your enemy?"

Moran’s face turned red with shame. She nodded and fell silent.

Semi-comatose Yan Rufeng sighed inwardly after hearing Moran’s words.

"Alas."

"I never thought the Moran who chased me relentlessly would be so heartbroken upon learning of my death. It seems this time, I will disappoint her again. I wonder if, after I find Mumu, she will act as she did in the past life..."

Being the Spiritual Body of the Creation Jade Disc and having recognized Yan Rufeng as her master, Yu Die didn’t need to use any Mind Reading Technique to know what was in his heart.

"Ha!"

Yu Die laughed: "Sister Moran, what if this time, Brother Rufeng still doesn’t accept you?"

Moran didn’t think twice and said immediately: "Rufeng will definitely accept me."

Yu Die smiled: "Are you so sure?"

Moran, a bit complacent, said: "As far as I know, ten years ago during that great battle, Rufeng’s beloved Yi Mu sacrificed herself to protect him and died, turning into ashes. Now, in this world, there is no one who loves Rufeng more than I do. If he doesn’t choose me, who else will he choose?"

"Ugh!"

Zhao Ming, standing to the side, frowned and thought: "Thinking of the Li family’s only daughter, Miss Xihan, so beautiful, imploring Old Yan to bring her to Xuanming Star, Old Yan didn’t even bother to look at her. Will he choose you? How narcissistic..."

"Hehe!"

Yu Die laughed gracefully: "Sister Moran, to be honest with you, apart from Yi Mu and you, there are countless girls in this world who love Brother Rufeng."

"Impossible!" Moran rebuffed.

"Why not?" Yu Die countered.

A cold glint flashed in Moran’s eyes.

"Because in the Immortal World, apart from Yi Mu, I have already slain any woman who harbored feelings for Rufeng."

"Ha!"

Yu Die laughed coldly, thinking: "To think this Moran would go to such mad lengths to win Rufeng’s love..."

"Alas..."

Yu Die sighed: "Sister Moran, what you are doing is wrong. It will only make Brother Rufeng hate you more."

"Humph!"

Moran snorted coldly.

"I don’t care. As long as I find out which girl likes Rufeng, I will kill her."

After speaking, Moran shot Qingyue a vicious glare.

Qingyue felt a chill down her spine and her hairs stood on end, thinking: "This seemingly harmless girl is so ruthless. No wonder Brother Rufeng doesn’t want to see her..."

"Cough... Cough..."

A series of violent coughs were heard.

"Rufeng!"

Moran took a step forward, rushing to Yan Rufeng’s side.

"Rufeng, what’s wrong?"

With tears in her eyes, Moran asked with concern.

"Ha!"

Yu Die chuckled, thinking: "This girl is interesting, those tears come fast..."

"Sister Moran, there’s no need to be so nervous. Brother Rufeng isn’t going to die just yet."

Moran accused: "Rufeng is seriously injured now. Not only do you not care, but you’re also making sarcastic remarks, what kind of sister are you?"

"Ha!"

Yu Die smiled gracefully, "Sister Moran, what I am concerned about is when Brother Rufeng will regain his peak strength and avenge his enemies. As long as he’s not in mortal danger, I won’t worry about anything else."

"Humph!"

Moran suddenly stood up and snorted.

"Sister, it doesn’t matter when Rufeng’s cultivation returns to its peak. When he wakes up, I will find out who caused him to self-destruct ten years ago. I, Moran, will make them regret ever coming into this world!"

Zhao Ming clasped his fists and said: "Fairy Moran, I’m sure you’ve heard that ten years ago during Emperor Yan’s battle with the Demon Clan, there were five Immortal Venerables on the periphery. They teamed up to force Emperor Yan to self-destruct. Now, even though you have the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor Sixth Realm, I think against those Five Immortal Venerables, you might find it difficult to deal with them alone..."