Chapter 4: I Don't Want It Anymore

Li Shuang’s gaze was indifferent. Suddenly, she took a step forward.

Sheng Yuan’s hand trembled subconsciously.

Li Shuang reached out, but only to unfasten the sword tassel from the Chenshui Sword.

“Senior Sister! You!” Sheng Yuan was slightly stunned.

Li Shuang said calmly, “More than half of the materials used to forge your Chenshui Sword were found by me. I obtained this tassel at a market back then; wearing it for a long time has a calming effect. Sheng Yuan, I won’t bother calculating the cost of the materials with you. Since you look down on me so much right now, I imagine you have no use for this tassel either. I am taking this gift back.”

With a slight exertion of force from Li Shuang’s hand, the tassel turned into powder and vanished completely.

Sheng Yuan’s heart trembled slightly!

This tassel was a birthday gift from Li Shuang. At the time, he had constantly complained that his Chenshui Sword lacked a good tassel, so his Senior Sister had traveled through every market to find this one for him.

But now.

This tassel had been destroyed by his Senior Sister’s own hands.

Sheng Yuan stared at Li Shuang abruptly.

Li Shuang’s expression remained as calm as ever, as if what she had just crushed was nothing more than an ordinary object.

Yet, Sheng Yuan suddenly wanted to ask one thing.

What she had taken back—

Besides the tassel, was there anything else?

Was it, perhaps, all the bonds between them?

His hand gripping the sword trembled slightly. Sheng Yuan did not understand. It was clearly Senior Sister who had done wrong, and they had already been lenient enough with her; why was she acting so entitled?

It was clearly her fault!

Li Shuang ignored Sheng Yuan. She looked at the progress bar of the Heaven and Earth Furnace, now at one percent, and a faint, imperceptible smile touched her lips.

The tassel wasn’t exactly a top-tier item, but destroying it directly was still a bit of a pity.

Li Shuang had pretended to destroy the tassel, but in reality, she had sent it into the furnace, contributing at least a little bit to the progress bar.

Ye Zhaozhao watched this scene, her eyes flashing.

She whispered in her mind, “System, check the current negative emotion value.”

No one knew.

Ye Zhaozhao was actually a transmigrator, and she was bound to a magical system.

This system was called the Parasitic System.

She needed to bind herself to a host. Once bound, as long as that person generated negative emotions, she could obtain negative emotion values. These values could be used for her own cultivation, allowing her progress to advance by leaps and bounds, making her the top genius.

The higher the talent and the stronger the fortune of the host, the more potent the negative energy they emitted!

Her relationship with the host was one of mutual growth and decline; after she absorbed the energy, the host’s cultivation would be affected. If she absorbed it for a long time, she could even claim the host’s fortune as her own!

And Li Shuang, under the system’s inspection, had fortune that was nearly at the maximum level.

If this were a novel, Li Shuang would be the true heroine of the Heavenly Dao!

With nearly maxed-out fortune and peerless talent, if nothing went wrong, Li Shuang was destined to soar into the sky and become a legendary figure.

But!

She was the variable in Li Shuang’s life!

Ye Zhaozhao did not hesitate to parasitize Li Shuang, and then she used every method possible to make everyone resent Li Shuang. As long as Li Shuang generated negative emotions because of this, those emotions would all be absorbed by the system and turned into elixirs to increase her own cultivation.

Thus, as she became a peerless genius, Li Shuang’s cultivation stagnated.

However, this was not enough.

The system said that as long as she killed Li Shuang, she could obtain all of Li Shuang’s fortune!

This time, for some reason, Li Shuang had actually returned from the Snow Mountain alive.

But.

It didn’t matter.

It would just take a little more time.

She could take this opportunity to extract even more negative emotion values from Li Shuang.

Sheng Yuan’s questioning should be enough to make Li Shuang feel some negative emotions, right?

As Ye Zhaozhao thought this, the system displayed the amount of negative emotion value.

A look of disbelief flashed across Ye Zhaozhao’s face.

“Negative emotion value: 0.”

0? How could it be 0!

The negative energy she had harvested previously had all been spent, and she was waiting for new energy to continue her advancement.

But just now, Li Shuang hadn’t generated even a shred of negative energy?

No!

This wouldn’t do!

Having grown accustomed to the rapid increase in her cultivation, without the aid of Li Shuang’s negative energy, her own spiritual roots would likely cause her cultivation to stagnate immediately!

How could this Sheng Yuan be so useless that he couldn’t provoke Li Shuang at all!

Ye Zhaozhao couldn’t help but step forward and suddenly said, “Senior Sister, actually, I don’t blame you. There were so many snow monsters that day; it’s normal that you didn’t dare to step forward. I remember at the time, Long Yan anxiously asked you to save me, but you scolded him harshly. The sword spirit couldn’t defy its master and had to leave with you. Senior Sister, Long Yan only wanted to save me; he didn’t intentionally defy you. Please don’t blame him, okay?”

Ye Zhaozhao felt a hint of triumph in her heart.

She knew.

Long Yan would deliver a fatal blow to Li Shuang at the very last moment.

Although she didn’t know why Li Shuang was still alive, she and Long Yan should have already had a falling out.

Li Shuang, oh Li Shuang.

How does it feel to be betrayed by your most trusted partner? She didn’t believe this wouldn’t trigger negative emotions!

“Long Yan following a master like you is truly casting pearls before swine!” Sheng Yuan couldn’t help but sneer as well.

Li Shuang looked at the two of them and smiled.

In her hand, a precious sword engraved with dragon patterns suddenly appeared.

This was none other than the Dragon Chant Sword!

Ye Zhaozhao couldn’t help but look at the sword with greed.

The Sword Pavilion housed many sword embryos. When disciples entered the pavilion, they were randomly assigned one. How far they could cultivate the sword spirit and the sword itself depended entirely on their own ability.

Li Shuang was worthy of being someone with nearly maxed-out fortune; she had forged the sword embryo into the current Dragon Chant Sword step by step, and the power of this sword was undeniably formidable.

As for her own luck, it hadn’t been very good. The sword embryo she chose had a very weak spirit, and after so long, she hadn’t even been able to awaken it.

Because of this.

Ye Zhaozhao had simply thrown that Black Abyss into a corner and was too lazy to use it.

That kind of sword was simply unworthy of her!

The Dragon Chant before her was the one that should be her partner!

It was a pity.

The sect rules were strict. Although she had seduced Long Yan into betraying Li Shuang, if she forcibly seized the Dragon Chant Sword, she would likely invite a lot of criticism.

Originally.

She only needed to wait for Li Shuang to die, then go to the peak of the Snow Mountain, and she could rightfully claim the sword.

Who would have thought she would return alive.

Li Shuang looked at Ye Zhaozhao quietly: “To be able to make a sword spirit betray its master for you, Ye Zhaozhao, your abilities are indeed not small.”

Ye Zhaozhao put on a wronged expression: “Senior Sister, what are you saying? How is this betrayal? The sword spirit just wanted to save me.”

A cold arc appeared on the corners of Li Shuang’s lips: “I dare not use a sword that betrays its master again. I don’t want this Dragon Chant Sword anymore.”