The fairy's inner demons are amazing!

Chapter 32 Unworthy

Ye Yin never imagined that she, the sixth young lady of the Ye family, admired and revered by countless young talents in Qinzhou County, would one day be like a prostitute in a brothel, fawning over men and even playing hard to get in the carriage, being sent to heaven right there in the carriage. Especially after entering the mountainous area, the road was not smooth. Even though the carriage was designed to be gentle, it was still bumpy. Every time she was bumped, she felt like she was losing half her life and her heart was trembling.

Although it was "forced" by that bastard little servant.

But she knew in her heart that she was only half-heartedly complying, and even when she lost her mind, she was still trying to please others.

The thought that the Ye family disciples she had known for many years, and even her own brothers, were outside made her tremble involuntarily with the rhythm of the little servant. She was both afraid and excited, and waves of tingling sensations shot from her spine to her crown chakra.

Hearing someone greet him suddenly, Ye Yin, still somewhat dazed and unable to recover from the intense pleasure, was startled and froze.

Upon seeing that the person who came was Lin Zhiyuan, the lingering satisfaction and allure in her eyes quickly disappeared. Instead, she frowned slightly and nodded indifferently as a greeting.

She then turned to look at Ning Xiuyang, trying to calm her still somewhat rapid breathing and putting on a composed demeanor. A gentle smile appeared on her lips as she softly said, "Xiuyang, this is Broken Sword Valley, the place where the secret realm opens."

Ning Xiuyang looked up in surprise and saw that the valley was already bustling with activity. Disciples from various sects were rubbing their hands together, their eyes fixed on the entrance to the secret realm that shone with a strange sword light. Just one glance was enough to feel the chilling sword aura, making people feel awe.

Treated so coldly, Lin Zhiyuan's expression stiffened, a shadow flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and spoke again, "Sixth Miss, this... must be the nephew your brother mentioned, the one your maternal family found?"

Ye Yin raised an eyebrow, glanced back at him indifferently, and said in a detached tone, "What's it to you?"

Ning Xiuyang jumped off the carriage shaft and glanced at Lin Zhiyuan with a hint of curiosity, keenly sensing the other party's subtle hostility.

Blackie, the black wolfhound that followed closely behind, immediately fixed its gaze on Lin Zhiyuan, letting out a low growl, its front legs slightly bent, and its body lowered, ready to pounce at any moment.

The highly perceptive Kuroko clearly sensed that this person harbored ill intentions towards his master.

Lin Zhiyuan was scrutinizing Ning Xiuyang, a hint of contempt rising in his eyes, when he suddenly heard Ye Yin's cold response. His face immediately turned extremely ugly, his eyes filled with a mixture of jealousy and ferocity.

Although Ye Yin had always been cold to him, at least her tone was relatively gentle. The Ye family was the most prestigious sect in Qinzhou City, while the Lin family controlled the Hundred Herbs Hall and their strength was not to be underestimated. The younger generation of the two families were of similar status, and even though Ye Yin's martial arts talent far surpassed his, she would still show him some courtesy in their daily interactions.

But at this moment, the phrase "What's it to you?" is full of undisguised impatience and alienation.

And this horse-feeding servant, she, who was always proud and was known as the pride of Qinzhou County, actually showed such a gentle and feminine side.

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but recall Ye Jingxuan's cryptic words from earlier. Judging from the intimate gestures between Ye Yin and the servant, could it be that...?

presumptuous!

Instantly, a surge of violent anger welled up in his heart.

He had always regarded Ye Yin as his own, even though she had never directly responded to his advances. In his eyes, it was nothing more than the proper reserve befitting a daughter of a prominent family. The marriage between the Ye and Lin families was a wonderful thing; how could she possibly refuse?

But now, the goddess he has admired for many years seems to be about to be defiled by a horse manure-smelling stable boy.

He grunted, ignoring Ye Yin, and instead squinted at Ning Xiuyang, his tone arrogant and condescending: "Kid, I heard you used to be a horse breeder?"

Ning Xiuyang's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he was about to speak.

Lin Zhiyuan didn't give him a chance to speak at all, continuing in a lecturing tone, "The Third Madam flatters you, but don't be ignorant of etiquette. There's a hierarchy, a distinction between superiors and inferiors; don't you understand such a simple principle?"

"How dare a dog like that ride in the same car as Ah Yin?"

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at the dog on the ground, baring its teeth and whimpering, and sneered indifferently.

If Ye Yin hadn't been there, he would have already attacked in anger, and wouldn't have wasted words with such a lowly servant!

He had already made up his mind that once he entered the secret realm, he would find an opportunity to grind this ignorant creature to dust.

Ning Xiuyang didn't want to argue, but seeing the murderous intent in the other person's eyes, he chuckled and retorted, "Looks like you really like my sixth young lady? What, you don't like me? Too bad, you can only continue to be unhappy."

"After all, you'll never have the chance to get into Miss Six's car in your entire life."

That's all.

He leaned closer and whispered meaningfully in a voice audible only to the three of them, each word laced with sarcasm: "You'll never have a chance to get into Miss Six's bed. Because... you're not worthy."

Lin Zhiyuan's face was filled with a mixture of bewilderment and gloomy anger. He had never expected that this servant who was born to raise horses would dare to contradict him, and even in front of Ye Yin, he would not give him, the young master of the Hundred Herbs Alliance, any face!

Even if such a lowly and despicable servant is favored, he should not have such audacity!

Who gave him the guts?

Ye Yin's heart pounded, her eyes darting around, fearing that this bastard would say something even more outrageous.

"You're asking for death!" Lin Zhiyuan's eyes turned cold as he stared intently at Ning Xiuyang, almost grinding his teeth to powder.

Ning Xiuyang simply shrugged calmly.

Ye Yin quickly interjected, coldly rebuking, "Young Master Lin, please have some self-respect! I have no connection with you whatsoever. Who I ride with is none of your business!"

Before she finished speaking, she pulled Ning Xiuyang and walked straight ahead.

Watching the two figures walk away side by side, Lin Zhiyuan's eyes were so gloomy they were almost dripping with water.

Not long after.

Movement came again from the direction of the valley entrance, with banners waving and a large procession.

This group's influence was clearly far greater than that of the Ye and Lin families.

Ahead stood heavily armored soldiers, spears in hand, clearing the way. In the middle of them were a group of distinguished individuals in fine clothes, exuding an air of authority. At the rear of the procession followed closely a group of elite soldiers dressed in light black robes.

"It's the Chen family! That unicorn spirit horse is the mount of the eldest daughter of the Chen family. I heard it was a gift from her maternal clan. There are only a handful of spirit beasts in our Qinzhou region that can rival it!"

"The prefect's men have arrived too..."

In the Ye family camp, Ye Yin slightly turned her head and introduced everyone to Ning Xiuyang in a low voice. She even told him about Lin Zhiyuan, whom she had just met, in great detail.

"That is Chen Dashan, the commander of the garrison. The relationship between the Chen family and my Ye family is not very harmonious. The Ye family is the local power in Qinzhou Prefecture, while the garrison is appointed by the imperial court. Although the Chen family is in charge of the garrison army, their main force is to guard against the Southern Chu and the demons of Wumeng Mountain. They have only been operating in Qinzhou for more than ten years, and their foundation is not as strong as that of my Ye family."

"The one riding the unicorn behind Chen Dashan is his beloved daughter, whose talent... is quite good."

Ye Yin glanced at Chen Ziyi, who was sitting on the back of the unicorn spirit horse, and secretly curled her lip. A sharp glint flashed in her eyes, and she said with disdain, "I don't know how the second branch got involved with the Chen family. Ye Jingxuan is very likely to marry this Miss Chen, whose reputation in Qinzhou is no less than mine. If it really happens... my chances of competing for the position of heir will probably be even more slim."

She sighed softly, a faint sorrow rising between her brows.

Ning Xiuyang looked in that direction.

A magnificent steed, pure white as jade and a size larger than any ordinary horse, was slowly moving forward. It had a single spiral horn on its forehead, a flowing golden mane, and gleaming silver hooves. A woman with a cool expression and fair, jade-like skin sat on its back, calmly guiding the horse forward.

This is Chen Ziyi, whom Ye Yin mentioned. She is one of only two martial arts prodigies in Qinzhou Prefecture who can be compared to her. She and Ye Yin are known as the "Twin Beauties of Qinzhou" by well-meaning people, which shows their talent and prestige.