FRGNM -Chapter 4 The Third Young Miss of the Ling Family

Just then, a sweet, delicate female voice rang out. “Brother Feng, I finally found you! There are magical beasts in this bamboo sea—… Ling Ruoxi! Ah!!”

The young woman’s figure trembled as if she had seen something utterly unbelievable. Her eyes widened, and she quickly ran to Ye Ningfeng’s side, grabbing his arm at once. “Brother Feng, why are you together with this trash? She… she wouldn’t be your—”

“She’s not.” Ye Ningfeng had already recovered his cold expression. He glanced at the person beside him and shifted his gaze away.

He had never expected the person before him to be Ling Ruoxi, the third young miss of the Ling family!

The tension in Xiao Xue’s heart finally eased. She curled her lips into a disdainful smile. “So that’s who you are—Ling family’s third young miss. What, just after your coming-of-age ceremony and you’re already sneaking out to fool around with men? Look at all those marks on you, hahaha. Who knows how many people have trampled all over you.”

“What did you say?” Ling Ruoxi had originally planned to ask about the identity of this body’s former owner, but she changed her mind. A cold glint flickered in her eyes.

Her gaze was like a sharp blade. Xiao Xue instinctively took a step back, then froze slightly—why was she frightened by this useless trash? Her face darkened at once. A streak of orange light suddenly appeared in her hand as she snorted coldly. “You’re nothing but trash. What kind of look is that? Ling Ruoxi, don’t think a useless piece of garbage like you can fight me! A trash who can’t even condense Dou Qi—what right do you have to live in this world?”

“Hmph, sneaking out with men right after coming of age. I thought you were just stupid and foolish. Once this news spreads, your engagement to His Highness the Crown Prince will be annulled. After that, even the Ling family won’t back you anymore!” At this thought, Xiao Xue felt a surge of excitement. Would the current Crown Prince really marry an unchaste woman?

Just after coming of age? Did that mean she was only fifteen now? An engagement to the Crown Prince?

So this third young miss of the Ling family was the future Crown Princess?

Whatever this woman’s identity might be, Ling Ruoxi only knew one thing—she was in a very bad mood right now.

A sharp light flashed through her dark eyes. Her right hand tightened around the longsword, the blade lifting as it pointed straight at Xiao Xue’s heart.

“Just a piece of trash, and you dare fight me!” Xiao Xue reacted quickly. The moment Ling Ruoxi moved, the orange Dou Qi in her hand flicked out, slapping toward Ling Ruoxi’s sword.

Bang!

That strange power again! Ling Ruoxi’s face darkened as the silver-white longsword in her hand was knocked away, letting out a buzz as it plunged into the ground.

The woman opposite her, however, pressed her advantage. The orange Dou Qi twisted and struck toward Ling Ruoxi’s head.

“Xue’er, stop!” Ye Ningfeng swiftly stepped in front of Ling Ruoxi. With a wave of his right hand, green Dou Qi dispersed the orange energy. He said in a deep voice, “Bullying a weak woman—is this how your father taught you?”

“Brother Feng!” Xiao Xue cried out in shock. She hadn’t expected Ye Ningfeng to reprimand her for the sake of a useless woman. She stomped her foot hard, the anger in her eyes burning even fiercer.

“Sorry to let you witness such a joke.” Shaking her numb right hand, Ling Ruoxi frowned. What exactly were those yellow and green things, and why were they so powerful? Xiao Xue’s footwork wasn’t as good as hers, yet relying on those things, she still held the upper hand. The brown bear earlier had been the same. What kind of world was this, exactly…?

“Stop right there! Ling Ruoxi, you cheap slut! Do you think you can completely hide what you did? I’m telling you, your affair—I’m going to announce it to the entire world!” With a spread of her right hand, a long whip appeared in Xiao Xue’s grasp. She swung it down fiercely.

A deep gash split open in the ground, showing just how brutal the force was.

Ling Ruoxi turned around coldly, looking at the woman behind her as if she were an idiot. The corners of her lips lifted slightly. Her right hand holding the longsword trembled faintly as she gave a chilly smile. “Is that so? I don’t mind. It’s just that… I can’t guarantee you’ll still be able to speak the next time we meet.”

Like a wandering soul from hell, that soul-chilling voice spread out. Even Xiao Xue couldn’t help shivering. Only then did she truly notice Ling Ruoxi’s eyes—what kind of eyes were they? Within those black pupils was no vitality at all, like stagnant dead water, utterly lifeless, devoid of any emotion.

Not good!

Sensing that murderous aura, Ye Ningfeng rushed forward at top speed. As he moved, the white figure also moved. With a spread of his right hand, a streak of green light shot out. With a crack, the longsword in Ling Ruoxi’s hand was shaken loose, and her slender body staggered back more than ten steps. Her right hand, hidden behind her, was already drenched in blood.

So strong!

Ling Ruoxi hadn’t expected that green energy to be so powerful. Her sword had been blasted away, her palm numb. She could vaguely feel that the force released through the hilt had already torn open her hand.

Xiao Xue’s face had turned deathly pale. She never would have imagined that the once-useless trash could release such a terrifying aura. Overcome with fear, her entire body trembled as she clung to Ye Ningfeng’s waist with both hands—taking advantage of the moment to cop a feel…