Chapter Sixty-Two: Traitor

Can't fight? The words of the elder Fufeng left everyone stunned for a moment, then someone asked, “Why not?”

Fufeng Daoist sneered, “Don’t forget, that one above has yet to speak.”

A hush fell over the crowd. They suddenly realized what they had almost forgotten: there was an even more terrifying presence here.

What Empress, what God of Darkness—before Ye Qiu, they were nothing to behold.

The atmosphere grew heavy and oppressive. The God of Darkness’s fury was already ignited; he was itching to teach Yuechan a lesson.

Yuechan felt the same way; she still hadn’t gotten over being wounded just moments ago and was eager for a proper encounter with this legendary Lord of Darkness.

“This atmosphere feels off,” Ye Qiu muttered in the sky, putting away the Fusang Zither and returning to the Swallowing Sky Sparrow. He glanced at the two, tense and ready to draw swords, unsure what to say.

The Swallowing Sky Sparrow spoke, “Master, this God of Darkness is too arrogant. Why don’t you step in and teach him a lesson?”

“What?” Ye Qiu was taken aback.

You want me to teach him a lesson? Come on, brother, I don’t know how to fight. I’m really just an ordinary person. You expect me to fight against cultivator overlords?

That’s basically asking for a beating.

“Ahem, the world isn’t about fighting and killing; it’s about human relationships and etiquette! You silly bird, what else can you do besides fight and kill?” Ye Qiu mocked. The Swallowing Sky Sparrow felt aggrieved, thinking: In this world where strength reigns and slaughter is endless, what etiquette or sentiment could possibly matter?

Despite feeling wronged, the Swallowing Sky Sparrow dared not speak, resigned to its fate.

The tension lingered for a long while. Ye Qiu finally couldn’t hold back and said, “Listen you two, peace is precious—do me a favor and stop fighting, will you?”

As he spoke, Ye Qiu felt unsure. I’ve said all this—what if they don’t give me face? If they refuse, I can’t do anything to deal with them. Wouldn’t that be a colossal embarrassment?

But, to Ye Qiu’s surprise, as soon as he spoke, Yuechan immediately withdrew, and the God of Darkness followed suit.

Others’ face could be ignored, but Ye Qiu’s could not. Because… among all present, he was the only one who could pin her to the ground with one hand.

He’d rather fight ten Yuechans than cross Ye Qiu. This fellow was simply too terrifying.

The God of Darkness looked coldly at Yuechan and said, “Since the elder has spoken, I’ll give him this respect. After all, you’re just young and ignorant…”

Yuechan cast him a disdainful glance, silent. Sometimes silence speaks louder than words; her gaze wasn’t particularly aggressive, but the insult was unmistakable.

It was as if she were saying, “Are you seriously bragging to me right now?”

The God of Darkness was furious, but dared not make a move, forced to swallow his anger.

So aggravating—this girl truly had no manners, not giving him the slightest bit of face.

Yuechan’s casual behavior even amused Ye Qiu.

“Who would have thought this girl comes with her own taunt skill? Haha… what a character, nearly had me bursting with laughter.”

Ye Qiu found himself increasingly admiring her—not only was she beautiful and well-built, but her personality was remarkably unique.

She was surely the mistress of a harem; only, he wondered which foolish protagonist would end up benefiting.

So far, Ye Qiu’s list of potential protagonists included several names.

For instance, Liu Jianchen and his brother Ye Dong—both candidates.

Someone might ask, why not you?

Come now, have you ever seen a protagonist with no cultivation and no fighting skills?

Fighting is a basic requirement for a protagonist! If you can’t fight, what sort of protagonist are you? It’s nonsense…

Reader: But you’re a master at pretending!

Ye Qiu: “Hmm… makes sense! Pretending is also a protagonist’s standard. Could it be that I’m a protagonist? Hey, that sounds good. I’ve decided—tonight, I’ll dream about it.”

“Elder, this man killed members of my dark clan in front of everyone. Is it possible for you to hand him over to me for punishment?” The God of Darkness looked coldly at Liu Jianchen, making him uneasy.

Liu Jianchen didn’t have Yuechan’s courage to face the God of Darkness head-on; he could only look hopefully toward Ye Qiu.

He said, “Elder, you mustn’t hand me over to him. The order to eradicate the demon god came from you…”

Before Liu Jianchen could finish, Ye Qiu interrupted him, “Shut up!”

Good grief, you’re outing me? Damn it, the main boss is still watching, and you’re selling me out?

This is bad, really bad. The other side won’t hold a grudge against me, will they?

Ye Qiu panicked, knowing things had gone wrong. Liu Jianchen was indeed acting on his orders, but he shouldn’t have confessed so quickly.

You traitor, collaborator—you’re definitely not the protagonist.

The God of Darkness was stunned to hear that the order came from Ye Qiu.

He’d intended to deal with Liu Jianchen to appease his clan, but now the real culprit was Ye Qiu.

What to do?

Fight Ye Qiu?

Don’t be ridiculous—even ten of him wouldn’t be his match.

But if he didn’t get some explanation, how could he maintain authority before his clan? Wasn’t this making him look bad?

The God of Darkness was caught between a rock and a hard place, furious, glaring at Liu Jianchen the traitor. Why did you have to say it? If you hadn’t, Ye Qiu could’ve pleaded for you and I might have forgiven you.

Now, you’ve forced me to the edge.

Poor Liu Jianchen, with one sentence, had offended both sides—he was in a difficult position, unable to please anyone.

Such tactics were truly unethical…

The God of Darkness asked gloomily, “Elder, is what he said true?”

“Uh… haha, yes! Seems I did tell him to do it,” Ye Qiu replied with an awkward laugh. Well, it couldn’t be hidden now, so he might as well admit it.

He explained, “Actually, you can’t blame me. It’s really your fault for running out here for no reason. If you hadn’t come out, you wouldn’t have died, so it’s not my fault.”

Listen to that—can you believe this is how people talk?

With just a few words, he shirked all responsibility. The problem was, there was no rebuttal.

The God of Darkness was slightly displeased, but could only submit, for he really couldn’t beat Ye Qiu. Even if his entire dark army was mobilized, they’d still be no match.

At their level, everyone knew: before absolute strength, even a small difference in realm couldn’t be made up by numbers.

If Ye Qiu wished, he could suppress millions of troops with one hand. Thus… the God of Darkness dared not act.

He endured.

Feeling deeply aggrieved, the God of Darkness could only swallow his anger and said, “Since the elder says so, perhaps it really is our fault. Let’s leave it at that.

From now on, my dark clan will not set foot in the Great Wilderness again. However, elder… if we don’t come here, can we go to the other side?”

“Of course! No problem. Go wherever you want, as long as you don’t come here—it’s all up to you…”

Ye Qiu was generous. After all, it was none of his concern; they could go wherever they pleased.

What Ye Qiu didn’t know was that his casual remark nearly caused a catastrophe…