59: Chapter 59 The Fifth Life, The Blazing Sun Illuminates the Martial Path (Part 7)

In Zhao Xuan's single cabin, he was sitting cross-legged on a meditation cushion, circulating the "Great Sun Body Tempering Technique," with a faint golden light radiating from his entire body.

Upon hearing his lackey's report, he suddenly opened his eyes, a burst of wild joy exploding within them.

"What did you say? Yun Mengyao was dumped by Chu Shi? She was turned away on the third day after boarding, and now she's looking for someone else, but no one wants her?"

The lackey nodded quickly. "That's right, Young Master Zhao, it's absolutely true! Today, she tried to flirt with over a dozen young masters on the deck, but they all shut her down. Now, the entire ship is laughing at her."

Zhao Xuan stood up abruptly, threw his head back, and laughed heartily until tears were almost streaming down his face.

Good! Too good!

He had waited for this day for three whole years!

Three years ago, he was the first person to hook up with Yun Mengyao.

He had originally only wanted to play around with this slightly attractive girl from a minor aristocratic family, but he hadn't expected that this woman's ambitions would be higher than the heavens.

After discovering that he only wanted to play around, she turned around and hooked up with Chu Shi, using the power of the Chu family to trample him underfoot and humiliate him in public.

It caused him to become the laughingstock of the city's aristocratic circles, unable to hold his head up for three whole years.

He hated Yun Mengyao for her treachery, and he hated Chu Shi even more for bullying others by relying on his power.

During these three years, he had thought about revenge every single moment.

But that woman, Yun Mengyao, later hooked up with Li Hao, whose background was even more formidable.

He had never found an opportunity.

Until this sect recruitment, he had not only tested for a High-Grade Root Bone, but had also awakened the Mad Lion Battle Body.

His overall aptitude had soared directly to the Supreme Grade, putting him on the same level as Chu Shi.

After boarding the ship, he had been holding back, wanting to find an opportunity to compete with Chu Shi and wash away his previous shame, but he could never find a suitable excuse.

Now, the opportunity had come to his door!

"Chu Shi, oh Chu Shi, I didn't expect you to suddenly start acting all high and mighty, actually dumping this woman."

A flash of sinister calculation crossed Zhao Xuan's eyes, and a vicious smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"However, I'd like to see. Once I turn this woman, who was once held in the palm of your hand, into my plaything, will you still be able to sit still!"

He knew Yun Mengyao too well.

This woman was selfish and vain.

As long as he pushed her into a dead end step by step, she would definitely go to Chu Shi for help.

At that time, he would be able to humiliate this woman right in front of Chu Shi, slap Chu Shi's face hard, and force Chu Shi to fight him.

With the Mad Lion Battle Body's augmentation, his combat power within the same realm would soar by thirty percent; taking down a single Chu Shi would be as easy as reaching for something in his pocket, wouldn't it?

As long as he defeated Chu Shi in front of all the disciples on the ship, he could wash away his previous shame and reclaim all the face he had lost three years ago.

"Let's go." Zhao Xuan waved his hand, took his two lackeys, and strode out of the cabin.

His plan officially began from this moment.

The first time was in the flying ship's cafeteria.

Yun Mengyao had just gotten her food and found a seat when Zhao Xuan walked over swaggeringly with his lackeys.

He sat down opposite her and reached out to knock her tray onto the floor.

The spirit rice and dishes spilled everywhere, and the surrounding disciples immediately looked over, pointing and whispering at them.

Yun Mengyao stood up abruptly, her face pale, and shrieked, "Zhao Xuan! What are you doing!"

"What am I doing?" Zhao Xuan leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and looked her up and down with a frivolous and vicious gaze.

"Nothing, just taking a look. I want to see how the great beauty Yun, who used Chu Shi's hand to chase me away back then, has now been reduced to eating this kind of coarse spirit rice? What? Chu Shi doesn't want you anymore, so you can't even afford to eat?"

"You're shameless!" Yun Mengyao was trembling with anger, tears swirling in her eyes.

"Shameless?" Zhao Xuan sneered.

He stood up, leaned forward, and moved close to her ear, lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear.

"Yun Mengyao, I have kept in mind what you did to me three years ago. You were the one who threw yourself at me back then. How did it become me pestering you in your version of the story later? Now that Chu Shi doesn't want you, who do you think can protect you?"

He paused, his tone carrying a thick threat: "If you want to eat properly and stay safely on this flying ship, that's fine. Come to my cabin tonight and serve me well, and I'll let you go. Otherwise, don't even think about having a peaceful day on this flying ship."

After saying this, Zhao Xuan took his lackeys and strode away with a loud laugh, leaving Yun Mengyao frozen in place amidst the gaze of the entire room, her whole body cold.

She ran back to her dormitory crying, but waiting for her was only more intensified mockery from Liu Mei and the others.

From this day on, Zhao Xuan's harassment never stopped.

When she wanted to go to the cultivation room to practice, Zhao Xuan would bring his lackeys to block the entrance, not letting her in.

He would say in front of everyone: "Want to cultivate? Come to my cabin and beg me; if you serve me well, I'll let you in."

When she went to the deck for some air, Zhao Xuan would suddenly appear, blocking her path, verbally teasing her, and getting physical.

Even when she stayed in her dormitory, Zhao Xuan would have his lackeys shout obscenities outside the door, attracting disciples from the entire floor to come and watch the spectacle.

He did it with a good sense of proportion, never resorting to real force.

After all, there were rules from the Holy Land on the flying ship; anyone who dared to forcibly coerce a female disciple would have their cultivation crippled and be expelled from the flying ship.

But he used this kind of soft knife to slowly grind away Yun Mengyao's spirit, pushing her into a dead end.

In just four short days, Yun Mengyao completely collapsed.

She couldn't eat well or sleep well.

Her cultivation was frequently interrupted, and everywhere she went, she was pointed at, mocked, and gossiped about.

Back at the dormitory, she also had to endure the mockery of her roommates.

She had sought help from the steward disciple, but when the steward heard it was about her and Zhao Xuan, he didn't want to get involved at all and just brushed her off with a few words before leaving.

No one would offend a top-tier genius who had awakened a combat physique for the sake of a notorious outer sect female disciple.

Yun Mengyao was completely desperate.

On the entire flying ship, the only person who could save her was Chu Shi.

Even if she hated Chu Shi's heartlessness, and even if she didn't want to beg Chu Shi, there was no other way now.

She sat on the cold bed, looking at the pitch-black sea of clouds outside the window, a trace of twisted malice flashing in her eyes.

She told herself over and over in her heart: This is not my fault; it is all Chu Shi's fault.

If he hadn't been so easily hooked by me back then and helped me chase away Zhao Xuan, I wouldn't have acted so ruthlessly.

Zhao Xuan wouldn't have held a grudge against me for so long.

If he weren't being so heartless now, I wouldn't have been pushed to this point by Zhao Xuan.

He owes me, and he must help me!

Early the next morning, Yun Mengyao stood up and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her hair was messy, her face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, and her clothes were wrinkled; she looked haggard and unrecognizable.

Instead of tidying up, she deliberately messed up her hair even more, tore a few holes in her skirt, and smeared some dust on her face to make herself look even more pitiful and disheveled.

Then, she took a deep breath, walked out of the dormitory, and headed toward Chu Shi's single cabin.