Reborn As A Villainous Cannon Fodder

Chapter 484: Ch 484 – Now I’ve Found Lady Ye’s Dark History

“Among the three of us present, I have the highest cultivation. How about you two first give me those three collectibles from before, and let me be the main force to challenge this floor’s guardian?”

Ahead of the three, the Crimson Prince continued speaking.

However, as soon as these words were spoken, Xumo and Ye Huai behind immediately squinted coldly, their eyes revealing a barely hidden wariness.

Ye Huai needn’t be mentioned – Ye Chaerin’s words were still fresh in memory. He had never trusted the Crimson Prince to begin with, and now he only joined with the mindset of testing whether he could truly kill Yino after hearing about it.

As for Xumo, being the cauldron targeted by the Crimson Prince, no one in this world despised the Crimson Prince’s true nature more than Xumo did.

In this lawless Liuli Illusion, collectibles and strength were king. If Xumo really handed over these two precious golden collectibles, wouldn’t the Crimson Prince, dominating five collectibles alone, be able to do whatever he wanted to Xumo?

“It seems you two still don’t trust this young master. Clearly, all these collectibles in your hands were originally gifts from me.”

Seeing the two harboring their own schemes, the Crimson Prince gradually became impatient and gritted his teeth.

However, compared to Xumo and Ye Huai’s wariness, what was more crucial now was Yino and Ruoning’s whereabouts.

The Crimson Prince wanted to kill them and could do so at any time, but if Yino had run off with Ruoning, then the Crimson Prince truly couldn’t account to the Liuli Palace Master!

“Fine, so be it.”

“Since there’s no trust, you two can keep those collectibles. This young master can handle the Nightmare chamber’s guardian alone.”

Time was pressing, and the Crimson Prince truly had no mood to scheme with them anymore.

As his words fell, he no longer bothered with Xumo and Ye Huai, walking alone quickly toward the floating teleportation gate marked with the word Nightmare.

The Crimson Prince left hastily, and the entire hall was once again left with only Xumo and Ye Huai.

The two faced each other, but after a moment of contemplation, they suddenly realized something was wrong.

“I think we should follow him, because throughout all the dozens of checkpoints on this journey, we’ve never encountered an illusion that required team cooperation.”

“Perhaps this Nightmare teleportation gate hides another trap, and the Crimson Prince left so hastily just to shake us off?”

Ye Huai crossed his arms over his chest, looking toward where the red-clothed man disappeared and began analyzing calmly.

At these words, Xumo also felt enlightened, thinking alike.

“Actually, I think the same. Fundamentally, that damn human demon only wants my body to harvest yang energy. Who knows if he’ll take this opportunity to scheme within schemes, superficially cooperating with us while secretly joining hands with Yino to backstab us two thorns in the Liuli Sect’s side?”

“After all, compared to Yino, an outsider with no grudges against the Crimson Prince, aren’t we two locals of the Liuli Sect more at odds with his interests?”

“Brother Xumo makes sense. That hybrid man doesn’t even know Yino – what reason would he have to help us seek revenge against Yino?”

Ye Huai nodded in agreement.

Although the two had argued and cursed each other throughout this journey, fundamentally, they had stayed together the whole time and could monitor each other. On the contrary, it was the Crimson Prince, who had been coming and going alone, who seemed to be hiding something from them.

With this, having a common enemy, Xumo and Ye Huai actually gained several points of mutual understanding.

“Then, shall we follow and take a look?”

“If the Crimson Prince is truly fighting this floor’s guardian, then we’ll trust him once. But if there’s no so-called guardian behind this teleportation gate, then he’s deliberately trying to shake us off to meet with Yino!”

“Time is of the essence!”

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“No way! Senior Sister really lost!”

“I told you already, Junior Ruoning that our Senior Brother brought back from his East Sea journey must be incredibly skilled! Her dazzling illusion techniques probably even the Illusion Chief Senior Sister couldn’t break!”

“Go Senior Ye Chaerin!!!”

“Go Miss Ruoning!!!”

Under the sunset, above the clouds over the sect’s plaza, two azure figures were shuttling back and forth through overwhelming illusion effects.

They moved gracefully like swallows, their swords crossing in flight. Between the sword light and sparks, they were like two spirits of different colors. The former used a azure jade flute to play music as an illusion medium, while the latter used purple phantom butterfly wings as illusion totems.

This battle had already lasted several hours at the Liuli Sect.

Now, as the purple spirit on the battlefield continued to gain the upper hand, the jade flute held to the azure-skirted woman’s lips finally shattered with a sound.

“This sword shall decide the outcome!”

Seeing victory within reach, the purple-winged girl’s lips curled up even more excitedly.

She gathered the nine spirit swords filling the sky into her hand, then spread her phantom wings in the high sky, transforming into a meteor explosion accompanied by purple trailing smoke.

“That’s enough.”

At the crucial moment, a white-clothed figure flashed in from the side, stopping the purple-winged girl who was poised to strike with just a light touch of two fingers.

The overwhelming phantom butterfly illusion array dissipated, and the azure-haired girl with eyes containing the brilliant starry sky gradually calmed down as well.

Ruoning was stunned for a moment, blinking her eyes.

She first looked at the white-clothed boy who had stopped her, then at the azure-skirted woman behind him who had been beaten until her clothes were tattered, her spiritual energy depleted, and was kneeling on the ground.

“Junior Chaerin, are you still unconvinced?”

Yino turned around, looking at Ye Chaerin who was in her prime years, with black hair flowing in the September cold wind. Though his tone was gentle and caring, his eyes couldn’t help but contain some meaningful depth.