The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 307: Yan'er's plan to sow discord

Liu Yan'er stood in the corner of the martial arts training ground, looking at the radiant Yun Yao on the stage with sinister eyes, and hatred in her heart grew like weeds. She carefully planned to let Chu Mochen bump into Yun Yao talking to a strange man, thinking that she could completely alienate the two of them, but she didn't expect that they would put aside their past grudges in the secret realm and break through together, reaping a lot of rewards. Now seeing that Yun Yao is becoming more and more dazzling, Chu Mochen's eyes are always following her. How can Liu Yan'er be willing? A new vicious plan is brewing rapidly in her heart.

A few days later, the sun was shining on the square where the disciples of the sect practiced daily, but it could not dispel the chill emanating from Liu Yan'er. She saw Chu Mochen walking alone from afar, and her eyes turned, instantly changing into a pitiful and weak look. She moved lightly, pretending to accidentally bump into Chu Mochen, and stumbled, almost falling.

Chu Mochen subconsciously reached out to support her, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was distant: "Junior Sister Liu, be careful." Liu Yan'er leaned into his arms, her eyes red, and her voice choked with a little sob: "Senior Brother Chu, I... I really feel wronged." As she spoke, tears as big as beans rolled down her face. Anyone who saw her would feel pity.

Chu Mochen subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but was afraid that the action would be too abrupt and hurt her, so he could only speak stiffly: "Junior Sister Liu, if you have anything to say, please tell me slowly, don't cry." Liu Yan'er sobbed softly, raised her tear-stained face, and said sadly: "Senior Brother Chu, you don't know, in the sect competition a few days ago, Senior Sister Yunyao...she was really too much."

When Chu Mochen heard Yun Yao's name, his eyes tightened and mixed emotions rose in his heart. He calmly helped Liu Yan'er stand up straight, and said in a low voice: "What happened to Yun Yao? Tell me in detail." Liu Yan'er was secretly happy, but her face was crying even more sadly: "During the competition, I was just cheering for the senior sisters from the stage. Who knew that after Senior Sister Yun Yao stepped down, she looked at me with such contempt in front of everyone, and even mocked me coldly that my cultivation was low and I was only worthy of watching from the sidelines and not qualified to compete on the stage."

As she spoke, Liu Yan'er stole a glance at Chu Mochen's face, and saw that his brows were furrowed, with anger flashing in his eyes. She felt proud in her heart, and continued to exaggerate, "I know that my cultivation is not as good as my senior sister's, and I respect her very much on weekdays, but how can I bear her humiliation like this. I didn't want to tell you this, brother, for fear of upsetting you, but these few days, whenever I closed my eyes, I could see my senior sister's cold eyes and hurtful words. It's really..." Liu Yan'er covered her face with her hands, her shoulders shaking with tears.

Chu Mochen was very upset. He remembered that day when he saw Yun Yao in the competition, she was so cool and noble, and he admired her. But now, when he heard Liu Yan'er crying like this, and remembered that he had misunderstood Yun Yao's love for someone else, he couldn't help but feel puzzled about Yun Yao's "transformation". Although he knew that Liu Yan'er had complicated thoughts, he saw her crying, and thought of Yun Yao's recent cold attitude towards him. For a moment, anger and bitterness intertwined in his heart.

"I understand, Junior Sister Liu, please stop crying. I will ask her about this matter." Chu Mochen suppressed his emotions, his voice was a little cold and hard. Liu Yan'er was secretly happy, but she still nodded sensibly: "Thank you, Senior Brother, I just hope that Senior Sister will not treat me like this in the future. I really don't want to argue with her." After saying that, she bowed slightly, turned around and left, with a barely perceptible sneer on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Yun Yao had just finished her training in the library, and was preparing to return to her residence to study some ancient books. She was completely immersed in the study of the new technique, and was completely unaware of Liu Yan'er's calculations. Along the way, she walked lightly, her spiritual power slowly flowed through her body, and she exuded a confident and calm aura.

When they reached a quiet path, Yun Yao looked up and saw Chu Mochen coming towards her. She subconsciously stopped and a look of surprise appeared on her face. Since returning from the secret realm, the friendship between the two has become stronger, but they have not been together for a few days because they are busy practicing. Yun Yao was about to call him, but the moment she saw Mochen's eyes clearly, she felt like she fell into an ice cave.

The look in his eyes was cold, distant, and questioning, completely different from the look he had shown her in the secret realm. Yun Yao's heart tightened, and she didn't understand why, so she could only ask softly, "Brother Chu, what's wrong with you?" Chu Mochen snorted coldly, his voice filled with suppressed anger, "Yun Yao, let me ask you, why did you humiliate Sister Liu on the day of the competition?"

Yun Yao's eyes widened when she heard this, her face full of astonishment: "When did I humiliate her? Senior Brother Chu, where did you get that from?" Chu Mochen looked at her innocent face, and his anger grew even more intense, thinking that she was just playing dumb: "Junior Sister Liu told me that you used contemptuous words to hurt her self-esteem in front of everyone. Yun Yao, I thought you wouldn't be such a narrow-minded person."

Yun Yao felt extremely wronged. She recalled that she had devoted herself to the battle on the day of the competition, and was exhausted after stepping down. How could she have the time to care about Liu Yan'er, let alone humiliate her? Yun Yao took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but her eyes were red unconsciously: "Brother Chu, I really didn't do this. How can you question me based on Liu Yan'er's one-sided words?"

Chu Mochen was upset. On the one hand, he still had feelings for Yun Yao and didn't want to believe that she was such a mean person. But on the other hand, Liu Yan'er's crying was ringing in his ears, and he was in a dilemma. "Humph, Yun Yao, if you really didn't do it, why would Junior Sister Liu lie? She has always been gentle and kind, and she has no grudges against you."

When Yun Yao heard this, the last glimmer of hope in her heart was shattered, and tears burst out of her eyes: "Well, since you believe her and not me, then I have nothing to say." She hugged the ancient book tightly in her arms, as if it was the only thing that could comfort her at the moment, and turned around and walked away quickly. Her back was thin and lonely, tears flowed freely, and she had a heart full of grievances and pain that she had no place to tell.

Chu Mochen looked at Yun Yao's departing back, his heart ached, and he wanted to reach out to keep her, but he froze in his place because of his damn pride and hesitation about Liu Yan'er's words. He clenched his fists, feeling annoyed, but he didn't know what to do. On the other side, Yun Yao returned to her residence, threw the ancient book hard on the table, and couldn't stop crying. She didn't understand why the relationship that had been repaired with great difficulty was trampled on so easily by Liu Yan'er. She hated her own powerlessness, and even more hated Chu Mochen's distrust.

"Okay, since you all want to treat me like this, I, Yun Yao, will become strong on my own and never ask anyone for help!" Yun Yao gritted her teeth and swore in her heart. She wiped away her tears, sat down at the table, opened the ancient book, and forced herself to devote all her attention to cultivation. At this moment, cultivation became her only hope. Only by becoming stronger can she resist the malice and injustice in this world.

When Liu Yan'er learned that the two had fallen out again, she hid in her room and laughed heartily. She stroked her hair gently, with a vicious light flashing in her eyes: "Yun Yao, this is just the beginning. I will make sure that you have nothing in this sect. Chu Mochen will be mine sooner or later." After that, she paid close attention to Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's every move, ready to give them a fatal blow at any time to completely break this so-called love and make Yun Yao never recover.

In the following days, the sect seemed calm, but in fact, there were undercurrents. Yun Yao practiced every day. Under the strict supervision of the system, her strength increased rapidly. Every time her spiritual power circulated and every time she broke through her skills, it was her struggle against fate. Although Chu Mochen practiced as usual, he could not help but think of Yun Yao's sad back that day. Regrets gnawed at his heart like insects.

Liu Yan'er was in the crowd, chatting and laughing with the disciples on the surface, but secretly spreading rumors about Yun Yao, portraying her as a bully, arrogant and cold. Many disciples who didn't know the truth were bewitched by her, and looked at Yun Yao with a little more strangeness. Yun Yao was not completely unaware of this, but she had no intention of taking care of these trivial matters. In her mind, only by reaching the peak of strength could she break through these difficulties.

Once again, Yun Yao was practicing the art of controlling spiritual power alone in the training field. The spiritual power around her was shining, attracting the attention of many disciples. Seeing this, Liu Yan'er approached quietly, stood aside and said in surprise: "Hey, Senior Sister Yun Yao, you are practicing so hard, are you trying to shine in some occasion so that some people will look up to you?" Yun Yao glanced at her coldly, and the spiritual power in her hand kept running: "Liu Yan'er, my business has nothing to do with you, you'd better not mess with me."

Liu Yan'er didn't care. A hint of sarcasm appeared on her lips. "Sister, what you said is true. We are all disciples of the same sect. I am just concerned about you. But you should not try too hard. If you accidentally go astray, it will not be worth it." Yun Yao was furious. She stopped practicing, stood up, and looked directly at Liu Yan'er with a sharp gaze. "Liu Yan'er, just use whatever tricks you have. If I, Yun Yao, am afraid, I will not be named Yun!"

Liu Yan'er was startled by her momentum and took a step back subconsciously. Then she calmed down and chuckled, "What are you talking about, Senior Sister? What tricks can I use? I'm just telling the truth." After that, she twisted her waist and left slowly, but she was thinking about the next plan in her heart. Yun Yao looked at her back, took a deep breath, and sat down to practice again. She knew that the competition with Liu Yan'er had just begun, and she would never give up easily.

As time goes by, the sects are about to have a major exchange event, where young disciples from all the major sects will gather together to exchange skills and experiences. This was originally a good opportunity for Yun Yao to increase her popularity and make friends, but now, she is in trouble because of the rift with Chu Mochen and Liu Yan'er's constant troubles. But Yun Yao is not someone who can be easily defeated. With the help of the system, she prepares day and night, selects the most suitable martial arts secrets for herself, and carefully polishes each skill, preparing to make a splash at the event, so that everyone knows that she, Yun Yao, is not a weak person who can be bullied.

After learning about the event, Chu Mochen secretly hoped that he could resolve the misunderstanding with Yun Yao at the event and work together. He began to secretly investigate what Liu Yan'er had said before, and the more he investigated, the more suspicious he felt. But every time he wanted to confess to Yun Yao, he was afraid that she was still angry and would not forgive him. In this way, in the entanglement and regret, the day of the event was approaching, and the grievances between the three people were about to reach a new climax in this event.

Finally, on the day of the grand event, the sun shone over the entire martial arts arena, colorful flags fluttered, and the disciples of the major sects were dressed in their best clothes, full of vigor and vitality. Yun Yao was dressed in a white dress that was whiter than snow, with her long hair tied up, and her cold face was full of determination. She stood alone in a corner, her eyes swept across the audience, and she encouraged herself secretly in her heart. Liu Yan'er, on the other hand, held the arms of several female disciples, smiling and talking sweetly, but her eyes drifted towards Yun Yao from time to time, full of provocation.

Chu Mochen arrived late. He was dressed in a black robe, with an upright posture and a stern face that attracted the attention of many female disciples. As soon as he entered the venue, his eyes eagerly looked for Yun Yao. When he saw her lonely but stubborn figure, his heart ached. At this time, the elder who presided over the event announced the opening. The first item was a free competition among disciples of various sects. Yun Yao took a deep breath and walked steadily onto the martial arts stage. She wanted to prove herself with her strength. Even if no one supported her, she would make a name for herself.

Just when Yun Yao was about to choose her opponent, Liu Yan'er stepped lightly and stood under the stage, saying in a tender voice: "Senior Sister Yun Yao is so powerful. I am not talented enough, but I want to learn a few moves from you. I hope you will teach me." Hearing this, Yun Yao looked at Liu Yan'er with a hint of coldness in her eyes. She knew that this was Liu Yan'er's deliberate provocation, but she was not afraid at all and nodded slightly: "Since you have the courage, come on up."

Liu Yan'er was very proud. She thought Yun Yao had been exhausted by her in recent days, and her strength must have been greatly reduced. She walked onto the stage lightly, posing a weak posture, as if to announce to everyone that she was forced to fight. On the martial arts stage, the two stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was tense. Everyone in the audience cast their attention, and Chu Mochen clenched his fists and stared at the stage nervously.

Following the elder's order, Liu Yan'er took the lead. She used a sword technique that looked sharp, but was actually just a show of tricks, intending to confuse Yun Yao. Yun Yao snorted coldly, dodged easily, gathered spiritual power in her hands, and slapped out a palm. This palm seemed simple, but actually contained powerful spiritual power, hitting Liu Yan'er's flaw directly. Liu Yan'er was shocked and quickly dodged sideways, but was still swept by the palm wind and staggered a few steps.

"Senior Sister Yunyao, how could you be so harsh!" Liu Yan'er shouted in a wronged tone. Yunyao was unmoved, her eyes were cold and stern: "It's just a competition. If you are afraid, it's not too late to admit defeat now." Seeing this, the crowd below the stage talked a lot. Many people saw that Liu Yan'er was deliberately showing weakness, and their impression of Yunyao changed quietly.

Chu Mochen looked at Yun Yao on the stage, his heart full of admiration. He finally understood that Liu Yan'er had kept him in the dark, Yun Yao had never changed, and it was his suspicion and distrust that hurt her heart. At this moment, he made up his mind that after this competition was over, he would apologize to Yun Yao and ask for her forgiveness no matter what.

Liu Yan'er was furious. She had not expected Yun Yao to be so difficult to deal with. She gritted her teeth and used all her tricks. Yun Yao had been prepared. With the help of the system, she countered her moves and used her spiritual power more and more skillfully. After a few moves, Yun Yao seized the opportunity and used her newly learned skills. A ray of spiritual power flashed by, and Liu Yan'er was unable to dodge and was directly knocked off the stage.

There was an uproar in the audience. Yun Yao stood on the stage, her posture straight, her cold eyes sweeping the audience, announcing her victory. She didn't care about the eyes of the crowd. At this moment, she just wanted to let herself know that she had enough strength to protect herself and the one she loved. Even if the road ahead was full of thorns, she would never back down. Chu Mochen, looking at Yun Yao from the stage, was full of regret and love. He knew that next, it was time for him to make up for his mistakes.