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Chapter 1614: Where is the Hatred From?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Meng Youjiang’s eyes lit up. He said, “Honestly, the Dark Evil Spirit shocked me. However, a suicidal move was not the point. The point was how he managed to see the whole picture of the fight. He made a great judgment in the fight. Impressive! I don’t think I could easily do that if I were him in that fight!”

Bu Xiangfeng nodded and said, “He truly has done a great job. I was enlightened, too. That is for sure. However, what shocked me the most was the fight between Lord Monarch and Master Xiao’s murderous song!”

Meng Youjiang was excited. “Wait a minute! Did you see what really happened?”

Bu Xiangfeng sighed and said, “No, not really.”

“Then you said absolutely nothing useful...” Meng Youjiang was disappointed. ‘I thought he saw something. Well, it turns out he is as blank as I am. What a pity. He is the best of us in the Monarch’s Hall.’

“I couldn’t see anything. When Master Xiao was playing that song, I, as well as the others, all got lost in the dream that was woven by the creepy song. If Lord Monarch didn’t stop it, we would all have been broken down...” Bu Xiangfeng said with a deep sigh.

Meng Youjiang was surprised. “You felt it, too! I thought I was the only one who was lost in the dream... It turns out everybody did...”

“Don’t get surprised. Master Xiao focused on Lord Monarch, so we were not totally lost in it. It is true that we wouldn’t want to stop the beautiful music, but if anything dangerous happened to us, we would wake up. Lord Monarch was in danger. However, he defeated it. He stopped Master Xiao’s performance and won the battle. There was one more thing I know.”

Bu Xiangfeng continued, “Lord Monarch said that he had died once, and it was the reason why he could survive that song. Well, I don’t think that is the only reason.”

Meng Youjiang nodded and said, “Me neither.”

The two of them looked at each other and then smiled.

They were right. Ye Xiao had died once, but it was not the only reason why he was unaffected. Nobody knew how powerful Ye Xiao truly could be...

He had the experience of death, he had the Boundless Space with nine Spaces inside, he had Erhuo, the fabulous beast, and he had the East-rising Purple Qi...

He was still weak in cultivation, too weak to convince Erhuo, but he wasn’t that weak. He surely could resist the effect of the song!

Ye Xiao was just lazy. He didn’t want to fight Master Xiao. That was all. Master Xiao wouldn’t stand a chance in a fight against Ye Xiao...

Because it was easy, so Ye Xiao was lazy.

It was much better to enjoy the music and get the enemy severely injured than fighting in a practical fight...

He knew how to enjoy a casual win...

People wouldn’t know how pretentious this man could be...

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“Okay. Stop it now. I saved your life. I am not asking you to return the favor, but at least, you can stop staring at me with that vicious look.” Ye Xiao looked at Master Xiao and said, “It is immoral to stare at the man who saved your life with that ugly look. Do you know that?”

“You saved my life? Pah! If you saved me, you must have done it out of some nasty intention! Ye Xiao, stop playing. I know you are good at talking. I know you are much better than me at playing this game. I am not going to argue with you. I must tell you that I would love to eat your flesh and sleep on your ripped-off skin if I can! No matter what you want to get from me, you can just forget it now!” Master Xiao fiercely stared at Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao blandly smiled and said, “Come on, Master Xiao. There aren’t many unpleasant stories between you and me. I sold you the Cosmos Iron, remember? That is why your vertical bamboo flute could be repaired. Well, I did ask for a little more than I deserve, but you don’t have to hate me like this. I don’t understand. Why do you hate me so much? You must have a reason, don’t you?”

Ye Xiao wasn’t lying when he said he saved Master Xiao’s life. Master Xiao got the reserve impact from the power of the song, so he was breaking down. He was going to die at any second, and Ye Xiao saved him in time. If not for Ye Xiao, Master Xiao would have died.

The Great Song of Sky Rhythm was a secret song of the Sky Rhythm Clan. Master Xiao was a talented performer of it, but he had to completely focus on the performance, and he did play it with full concentration.

If he had just casually played it for fun, he could have a rest for a few days to recover from the failure. However, because he had been playing so hard to fight against Ye Xiao, he was severely hurt in the end!

When Master Xiao stopped the performance, the song had reached the most powerful part. He realized the song failed on Ye Xiao, so he lost balance and got a reverse impact on himself. That was horrible!

If Ye Xiao didn’t save him, he would have either been wasted or killed when the song stopped!

As the only successor of the Sky Rhythm Clan, Master Xiao surely knew the consequence, and he knew Ye Xiao was telling the truth.

However, that was why he felt mad about it.

He would rather die, get crippled, or get his soul destroyed rather than be saved by Ye Xiao and owe Ye Xiao a debt.

The better Ye Xiao was, the more Master Xiao hated him.

The anger in his heart was a torment to him.

“I hate you?” Master Xiao laughed and said, “You are a liar. That is all! Why would I hate you? Who do you think you are?”

He said he knew he couldn’t win an oral fight against Ye Xiao, yet he started to attack Ye Xiao with the worst words he could think of.

Apparently, he wanted to irritate Ye Xiao. He wanted to die. He was desperate.

Only death could save him from despair!

Ye Xiao was calm like a piece of beautiful granite. He wasn’t angry or happy. He just stared at Master Xiao with a pair of cold eyes. In a bland voice, he said, “You suck at trash talks. Do you know that? Sometimes, it is not easy to ask for death. You are my prisoner. I can assure you that you won’t die unless I allow you to!

“Listen. I am curious. Why do you hate me? Just give me an explanation and I will end your misery with death. How about that?

“If you want to provoke me... Well... You are a prisoner to me. Who do you think you are?”

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