80: Chapter 80 It's so good!

"You? Depends on your performance." Xiao Ye leaned against the cave wall, legs crossed, his tone sounding exactly like a black-hearted boss dangling a carrot in front of an employee.

Lu Manman had no choice but to shut up, but in her heart, she was already planning to find a few 'Secret Manuals of Seduction' to study properly once she got back—she didn't believe she couldn't out-seduce Mu Wanqing!

Next up was helping Mu Wanqing get into the top ten of the Grand Competition.

Xiao Ye took Mu Wanqing's Token and poured Qi into it. A row of shimmering golden numbers appeared on the Token, and the ranking information manifested directly in his mind.

He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long while, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"Let me see—the one in first place is indeed that prick Tang Shisan, with seventy-three Tokens." Xiao Ye shook his head. "Second place is actually a Disciple from the Hehuan Sect, but they only have twenty. The gap is quite large; he's leading by a landslide."

"Seventy-three?" Mu Wanqing sucked in a breath of cold air, nearly vacuuming the cave dry. "He alone snatched nearly a fifth? Is he even human?"

"Yeah, so if we're going to rob someone, we'll rob him." Xiao Ye returned the Token to Mu Wanqing, his lips curling into a classic villainous grin. The smile was so sinister that even the moss on the cave walls trembled three times. "Hehe—the chosen one? Today, I'll turn you into the 'Abandoned One'."

Mu Wanqing and Lu Manman exchanged a look, both seeing the same thought in the other's eyes: This man was truly gunning for Tang Shisan, the kind of feud that only ends in death.

"Brother Ye, how do you plan to rob him?" Mu Wanqing asked curiously, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Xiao Ye stroked his chin, his eyes darting around like the beads of an abacus, clicking and clacking. Suddenly, he revealed a meaningful smile, one that had 'conspiracy' written all over it: "Simple. First, we do this... then we do that..."

After listening, Mu Wanqing's lips twitched, her expression as complex as if she had swallowed half a fly: "...Isn't this trick of yours a bit too wicked? You're not just killing him; you're destroying his soul."

"Wicked?" Xiao Ye said righteously, slapping his thigh. "If he hadn't been chasing down my Hehuan Sect Disciples to rob them, I wouldn't have resorted to such a wicked move. This is called—giving him a taste of his own medicine."

Lu Manman muttered softly from the side, "It's clearly a personal vendetta... and you're a Supervising Elder; how can you attack the Disciples..."

"What's wrong with being a Supervising Elder? Is there a rule saying I can't take action?" Xiao Ye stiffened his neck, his voice rising an octave. "I am maintaining the order of the Secret Realm, cracking down on violent robbery, and upholding the peace of the four sects!"

Lu Manman: "..."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

"Exactly, exactly! Brother Ye is right!" Lu Manman immediately switched to a fawning smile, her expression changing faster than flipping a page. "Brother Ye, once you grab Tang Shisan's Tokens in a bit, can you give me half? Even half would be more than the second place; I'm not greedy."

"We'll see about that later!" Xiao Ye pulled a black mask from his Storage Pouch and snapped it onto his face, covering it tightly and leaving only a pair of sharp, glinting eyes visible. He patted his robes and strode toward the depths of the dense forest, his steps as firm as if he were heading to a prearranged duel.

"Let's go. We'll have some people help me find Tang Shisan."

Behind him, Mu Wanqing and Lu Manman looked at each other, sighed simultaneously, and followed him one after the other.

—

In less than two days, half the people in the Secret Realm were looking for Tang Shisan to get revenge.

Why?

The reason was simple—Xiao Ye was wearing a mask, disguised as Tang Shisan, and right before their eyes, he used his newly acquired divine skill—'Telekinesis'.

He had stolen the Tokens, Spirit Stones, and Magic Treasures right off their bodies.

Even more outrageous was that he 'accidentally' stole the personal undergarments of the Fairies from the Jade Maiden Sect right in front of them.

He claimed it was 'accidental', but seeing his practiced technique, who would believe him?

Afterward, Xiao Ye felt regret too!

"Hiss—" He sniffed the pile of colorful little garments in his hand while comforting himself. "Too careless. How could I steal these? I'll definitely be more careful next time... but, they smell so good!"

Mu Wanqing and Lu Manman watched as Xiao Ye clutched a handful of colorful garments and sniffed them under his nose. Their expressions shifted from shock to disgust, from disgust to numbness, and finally from numbness to the deep despair of 'Why do I know someone like this?'

"Pervert," Mu Wanqing commented expressionlessly.

"Shameless," Lu Manman added.

"Lecherous," the two said in unison.

Xiao Ye turned a deaf ear, folding the small garments neatly and carefully tucking them into the deepest part of his Storage Pouch. He even patted the opening, as if afraid they might grow legs and run away.

"I really did it by accident," he said with righteous indignation. "I'll return them to those Fairies later."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Lu Manman: "..."

Return them? You were sniffing them so intently just now; who would believe you? Not even a ghost would believe that.

"Alright, alright. Next, we'll let them help me find Tang Shisan." Xiao Ye clapped his hands and strode forward, his mood as cheerful as if he had just picked up a million bucks.

Not long after, Xiao Ye followed the group of indignant 'victims' and found Tang Shisan.

Tang Shisan was currently standing under a hundred-meter-tall giant tree, surrounded by a crowd.

He held a long sword, his Sword Intent awe-inspiring, his face practically screaming 'I'm innocent,' but his mouth was already blocked—not by an object, but by the overwhelming wave of curses.

"Tang Shisan! Give me back my Token!"

"Give me back my Spirit Stones!"

"Give me back my Magic Treasure!"

"Give me back... give me back my undergarment!" After a female Disciple from the Jade Maiden Sect shouted this, her face instantly turned as red as a monkey's butt. Her voice was as small as a mosquito's buzz, yet it was still clearly heard by everyone around.

The crowd fell silent for a split second, and then the uproar became even more intense.

Tang Shisan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. The veins on his hand gripping the sword bulged, and his lips trembled for a long time before he squeezed out: "I've said it how many times! It wasn't me! Someone is framing me! I really didn't steal your undergarments!"

"Bullshit! You're the only one in the Secret Realm who knows Sword Intent; if it wasn't you, who else could it be?" A burly man slapped his chest, filled with righteous indignation.

"Exactly! Did you think we wouldn't recognize you just because you wore a mask? And you even stole undergarments?"

"Pervert! Creep! Scumbag!"

Tang Shisan was unable to defend himself. The veins on his forehead throbbed; he felt like he was about to explode on the spot.

And he was in a great hurry right now—

He had just spotted a massive bird's nest at the top of this giant tree from a distant hillside. Inside the nest lay an egg the size of a basketball—entirely silver-white, with a faint spiritual light flowing over its surface. One look and you knew it was no ordinary item; it was at least an egg laid by a Rank 3 Yao Beast, worth a fortune.

He had been planning to sneak up and snatch the egg, but just as he reached the base of the tree, he was surrounded by this crowd.

"Can you all move aside? I really have an urgent matter!" Tang Shisan stomped his feet in anxiety, not even bothering to draw his sword.

"Urgent matter? An urgent matter of stealing undergarments?" someone in the crowd said sarcastically.

"I said it wasn't me! I don't fucking wear a mask! Were your brains kicked by a donkey?"