84: Chapter 84 Trouble with Murong Yun

The Outer Sect Disciples who had not yet dispersed saw this scene and instantly erupted in an uproar.

They were all full of envy and jealousy, with discussions rising one after another:

"Aren't those Zhao Xinyue and Fairy Mu Wanyao from the Inner Sect? Why would they take the initiative to find Ye Yun?"

"This is too outrageous! Two stunning Fairies taking the initiative to talk to him; Ye Yun is truly blessed!"

"I'm dying of envy! If I could just get a glance from the two Senior Sisters, it would be worth dying for!"

At this moment, above the Inner Sect pavilion.

Murong Yun was just preparing to turn and leave when Li Qiang suddenly tugged on Zhao Lei's sleeve.

Pointing in the direction of the arena, he shouted with a Face full of shock.

"Brother Yun! Look quickly! Isn't that Senior Sister Mu Wanyao? Why is she talking to that Ye Yun from the Outer Sect?!"

Hearing this, Murong Yun's delicate and feminine Face instantly darkened, and he looked in the direction Li Qiang was pointing.

At a glance, he saw Mu Wanyao standing beside Ye Yun, her cheeks slightly flushed, gentle and moving.

Zhao Xinyue was chatting and laughing while pulling on Ye Yun, the atmosphere extremely harmonious.

This scene was like the sharpest blade, stabbing fiercely into Murong Yun's heart!

His expression instantly twisted, and monstrous anger and hostility surged in his long, narrow eyes.

A sinister aura swept over his entire body; his hands were clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white and making cracking sounds.

Murong Yun had a nearly perverted desire for control over Mu Wanyao.

In his heart, Mu Wanyao had long been his private possession.

Even if he hadn't won her heart yet, he absolutely would not allow any man to get close to her.

Let alone chatting and laughing with her, causing her to reveal such a shy and moving appearance!

"A mere Outer Sect Disciple like Ye Yun dares to covet my woman?"

Murong Yun gritted his teeth, his voice bone-chillingly cold, carrying deep killing intent, his Mystic Power vaguely restless.

"I have sought out Heaven And Earth Treasure for her many times and personally guided her to Cultivate. She is the Dao Companion I have reserved; no one is allowed to touch her!"

He could no longer suppress the rage in his heart and waved his sleeve.

Taking Li Qiang and Zhao Lei with him, he walked quickly towards the bottom of the arena.

Murong Yun's pace was extremely fast, the hostility around him rushing forward.

Wherever he passed, the originally noisy Disciples fell silent and made way.

They looked at this top-tier feminine Genius of the Inner Sect with terrified Faces, afraid of being dragged into this rage.

...

Ye Yun was talking with Zhao Xinyue and Mu Wanyao.

Suddenly sensing a bone-chilling hostility rushing towards them, he frowned slightly.

Looking up, he saw three figures wearing Inner Sect attire walking quickly towards him.

The man in the lead had a handsome yet incredibly feminine Face.

The killing intent and anger in his eyes were almost overflowing.

"Who is this person?"

Ye Yun was suddenly a bit curious.

Murong Yun walked with wind, his feminine Face covered in a layer of frost that wouldn't melt.

The hostility around him exploded like a physical substance, and he rushed to Ye Yun's front in two or three steps.

The surrounding air instantly cooled down a few degrees.

The originally noisy Disciples subconsciously fell silent, retreated half a step, and even held their breath.

His long, narrow eyes were like poisonous snakes, nailed tightly onto Ye Yun.

The killing intent in his gaze was almost overflowing.

When he turned to look at Mu Wanyao, his tone was freezing cold, carrying paranoid questioning:

"Wanyao, tell me, what exactly is your relationship with this Outer Sect trash?"

Mu Wanyao's gentle brows instantly took on a layer of aloofness, her cheeks slightly cold, and she stepped forward to gently block Ye Yun's side.

She looked up at Murong Yun, her voice clear but firm, without any retreat:

"Murong Yun, who I talk to and who I get to know is my own freedom. You don't need to use this tone to question me."

This was the first time Mu Wanyao had contradicted Murong Yun so directly.

Murong Yun trembled all over, his clenched fists turning white at the knuckles, making crisp cracking sounds.

His feminine Face was completely twisted, his originally handsome features becoming hideous.

The anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption, burning away his sanity.

He had never imagined that the Mu Wanyao he held in the palm of his hand would openly make him lose Face for a newcomer who had just joined the Sect.

Zhao Xinyue frowned, her heart full of dissatisfaction.

[Murong Yun is too overbearing. Wanyao and I just wanted to get to know Ye Yun; what right does he have to interfere so much? Treating Sister Wanyao as his own possession, that's too much!]

The surrounding Disciples instantly gathered into a circle, the gossiping discussions exploding, impossible to suppress:

"It's over, it's over, Murong Yun is truly furious!"

"Who in the entire Luoxue Sect doesn't know that Murong Yun is obsessed with pursuing Mu Wanyao and has long regarded her as his private possession!"

"Ye Yun just won the Life-and-Death Arena and is in the limelight, and now he's run straight into the muzzle of Murong Yun's gun!"

"Murong Yun walks sideways in the Inner Sect and has a terrifying background; this newcomer is going to be in big trouble!"

Murong Yun withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Yun again, his eyes sinister and terrifying, his killing intent undisguised:

"Kid from the Outer Sect, I don't care what despicable means you used to get close to Wanyao. I am warning you now, stay away from her immediately. Someone of her status is not something a lowly Outer Sect Disciple like you is qualified to covet."

Ye Yun looked up, his expression always calm, without any fear.

A faint cold smile even curled at the corner of his mouth.

He had the System; as long as he had enough Dual Cultivation partners, his cultivation speed would far exceed outsiders' imagination.

It wouldn't take long before he could easily crush Murong Yun.

The more rampant Murong Yun was, the more annoyed Ye Yun became.

Originally, he didn't want to cause trouble, just wanted to develop steadily.

But since he had to deliver himself to his doorstep, then don't blame him for being impolite.

Ye Yun spoke, his voice clear and bright, every word distinct, spreading across the whole field:

"Senior Brother Murong, please be respectful. Senior Sister Xinyue and Senior Sister Wanyao took the initiative to get to know me. I neither provoked nor forced them. What right do you have to point fingers at me?"

Mu Wanyao's heart warmed, then immediately filled with worry, and she quickly spoke to protect Ye Yun:

"Murong Yun, don't involve innocent people in my affairs. If you want to cause trouble, come at me; don't make things difficult for Junior Brother Ye Yun."

This sentence became the last straw that broke Murong Yun.

His Mystic Power instantly soared, and the thick aura of a Great Martial Master Eighth Stage boomed out.

He pressed fiercely towards Ye Yun.

He raised his hand, wanting to slap Ye Yun's chest, his eyes full of ruthlessness:

"You ignorant thing, I'll cripple you today and let you know who can be provoked and who cannot!"

Li Qiang and Zhao Lei were scared pale and quickly rushed forward.

Pulling Murong Yun's arms from left and right:

"Brother Yun! No! You absolutely cannot make a move!"

"This is the Life-and-Death Arena, a crucial place in the Sect. If you attack a fellow Disciple in public, the Law Enforcement Elder will severely punish you! It will be troublesome if it implicates your Family!"

Murong Yun's movements paused abruptly, and he forced the anger back into his chest.

His chest heaved violently, his Face was livid, and the veins on his forehead bulged, clearly angry to the extreme.

He stared at Ye Yun, his eyes filled with resentment, as if he wanted to swallow him alive: