The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 314: Returning to the sect and being envied, undercurrents surge

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen walked out of the secret realm hand in hand. The spiritual power fluctuations around them were vigorous and restrained. It was obvious that they had gained a lot of opportunities and profound foundation improvement. Although their clothes were damaged, they could not hide their confidence and composure after going through hardships. When they looked at each other, they still had deep affection and tacit understanding after sharing hardships.

The moment they stepped into the sect, it was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves. The first person to notice their return was the disciple guarding the mountain gate. The disciple stared with wide eyes, looking back and forth between the two of them, full of shock and envy. He almost dropped the sword he was wiping in his hand. After a hasty salute, he ran into the sect like a fly, probably eager to spread this heavy news.

As expected, before Yun Yao and Chu Mochen reached the sect's main hall, many disciples had gathered along the way. Everyone was whispering and talking, and the voices rose and fell, drowning the two of them like a tide.

"Look, it's Senior Sister Yun Yao and Senior Brother Chu Mo Chen. They both came back alive!"

"Needless to say, looking at their spirits and vigor, they must have gained a lot in the secret realm. This time they must have got a great opportunity."

"Humph, it's just luck. Why should they take all the benefits? That secret realm is a common resource for all sects."

"That's right. We work hard in the sect, completing heavy tasks every day, and it's rare for us to have the opportunity. But they are so different. They are like reborn after going there and coming back."

Jealousy was like a vine, entwining and growing wildly in the hearts of these dissatisfied disciples. The look they gave Yun Yao and Chu Mochen was no longer filled with the friendship of the past, but was filled with sourness and unwillingness, as if Yun Yao and Chu Mochen had taken away the glory and treasures that should have belonged to them.

When Liu Yan'er heard that the two had returned, her heart tightened. Her face, which was already twisted by jealousy, was now even gloomier than the sky before a storm. She suppressed her anger, forced out a seemingly gentle smile, and walked towards Yun Yao and the other person in the center of the crowd with lotus steps.

"Oh, sister Yunyao, brother Chu Mochen, I'm so happy that you've returned safely." Liu Yan'er said softly, her tone was sickeningly sweet, but there was a barely perceptible glimmer of sinisterness in her eyes, "I heard that the secret realm is extremely dangerous, sister must have suffered a lot along the way, it really makes me feel bad."

How could Yun Yao not know Liu Yan'er's hypocrisy? She raised her eyebrows slightly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't say anything. But her distant attitude already showed that she was tired of Liu Yan'er.

Chu Mochen snorted coldly, and his stern eyes swept towards Liu Yan'er, which was full of warning. He moved sideways to protect Yun Yao behind him, like a towering mountain, separating all potential malice.

Liu Yan'er's hatred in her heart grew stronger, but she still had a smile on her face. She pretended to look at the simple storage bag in Yun Yao's hand casually, and said in surprise: "Sister, this storage bag looks heavy. I guess you found a lot of good things in the secret realm. I pray for you day and night in the sect. Now that I see you return with a full bag, I am very pleased."

As soon as these words were spoken, the discussions among the surrounding disciples became even louder.

"That's right, Senior Sister Yun Yao, whatever treasure you got, please show it to us and let everyone see the rare treasures in the secret realm." A thin disciple with a cunning look started to make a noise.

"Yes, senior sister, your strength has greatly increased now, and you have made such achievements. Your status in the sect will soar in the future. You must not forget us, your fellow disciples." Another disciple also echoed, but his words were full of sarcasm.

Yun Yao frowned slightly, feeling helpless. She knew that if she didn't say anything today, these rumors would be hard to quell, but what she had gained from the secret realm was what she and Chu Mochen had risked their lives for, so how could she be willing to show it to others casually? As she was hesitating, Chu Mochen took a step forward, his eyes as cold as an ice knife, sweeping across everyone.

"Yun Yao and I have experienced many life-threatening situations in the secret realm. We have risked our lives to obtain everything. Why should I show it to you?" Chu Mochen's voice was low and majestic, like the sound of a huge bell, causing the air around to stagnate. "Instead of making noise here, you might as well practice hard and improve your own strength instead of just being jealous of others."

His words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the arrogance of some of the disciples. But there were still a few who were blinded by jealousy and still refused to give in.

"Brother Chu Mochen, that being said, this secret realm is after all the sect's resources and everyone has a share. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you two to monopolize the lion's share?" A disciple dressed in a green robe, who looked quite honest but was actually full of jealousy, said boldly.

Yun Yao finally couldn't hold back her anger anymore. She took a step forward, staring at the disciple with a sharp gaze. "Let me ask you, when the sect opened the secret realm, did it say that everything that anyone who entered would keep for themselves? Did it also stipulate that the harvest must be shared with everyone?"

The disciple was stunned by Yun Yao's question and could not utter a word.

Yun Yao sneered and continued, "Besides, you only see what we have gained now, but have you ever seen the dangers in the secret realm? Violent monsters appear one after another, and the strange fog will make you lose your mind if you are not careful. Chu Mochen and I almost died in it many times. If you have the courage, why didn't you sign up to participate? Now you are here to make sarcastic remarks, don't you think I, Yun Yao, am easy to bully?"

Her words were so powerful that many of the disciples around her looked ashamed and lowered their heads. However, Liu Yan'er would not give up. She rolled her eyes and came up with a plan.

"Don't be angry, sister. We don't mean any harm to you. We just care about you." Liu Yan'er pretended to smooth things over, and then looked at Chu Mochen, with a subtle calculation in her eyes. "Brother Chu, I heard that you got an ancient magic weapon in the secret realm. It is incredibly powerful. Can you lend it to me? I have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation recently, and I thought that I might be able to find some inspiration from this magic weapon."

Chu Mochen was shocked when he heard this. He knew that Liu Yan'er had bad intentions. The ancient magic weapon was obtained by him after he went through many hardships and defeated a guardian beast in the depths of the secret realm. It was very compatible with his own spiritual power attributes and was crucial to his future cultivation. Moreover, once this magic weapon was shown to others, it would definitely attract more covetousness. It was possible that Liu Yan'er would do something bad in secret and put him in danger.

"Junior Sister Liu, this magic weapon is connected to my spiritual power. If I show it to others rashly, something unexpected might happen. I hope you can understand." Chu Mochen said in a cold tone and rejected Liu Yan'er's request mercilessly.

Liu Yan'er's face froze, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but she instantly returned to her pitiful look. "Since Senior Brother Chu said so, I naturally dare not force you. I just hope that if Senior Brother makes a breakthrough in the future, don't forget to help me."

Yun Yao watched Liu Yan'er's performance from the side, feeling extremely annoyed. She gently pulled Chu Mochen's sleeve and whispered, "Let's go. There's no need to waste time talking to them."

Chu Mochen nodded slightly, and the two were about to leave when they saw a white-haired elder slowly walking out of the crowd. This elder was the deacon elder in the sect, who was responsible for the allocation of training resources and task arrangements for the disciples on weekdays, and had considerable prestige in the sect.

“Yun Yao, Chu Mochen, you two have gained a lot from returning from the secret realm this time, which is a good thing.” The elder looked at them calmly, his voice low and penetrating, “But after all, the sect has trained you for many years. Now that you have the opportunity, you should also make some contributions to the sect.”

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, and both saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes. They understood that although the elder's words seemed gentle, they were actually putting pressure on him. If they did not agree, their future life in the sect would be even more difficult.

"The elder is absolutely right. Yun Yao (Chu Mochen) will certainly serve the sect. However, we have just come out of the secret realm and are physically and mentally exhausted. I hope the elder will allow us to rest for a few days. After we have recovered our strength, we will definitely follow your arrangements." Yun Yao stepped forward and said respectfully.

The elder nodded slightly: "Well, you guys go and rest first, don't forget what we said today."

After that, the elder turned and left, and the crowd gradually dispersed. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, and saw determination in each other's eyes. They knew that the road ahead would be more difficult. Not only would they have to deal with the jealousy and covetousness of the outside world, but they would also have to seek their own development under the many requirements of the sect. But as long as the two of them joined hands, they would not be afraid of the wind and rain.

After returning to her residence, Yun Yao sat down tiredly and gently rubbed her temples. Chu Mochen sat beside her and gently held her hand: "Ayao, don't worry. I will be there for you."

Yun Yao smiled slightly, her heart filled with warmth: "I know, as long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of any difficulties. But I'm afraid there will be no peace in this sect from now on."

"It doesn't matter. If they dare to provoke me, I will not let them off easily." Chu Mochen's eyes flashed fiercely, "But Liu Yan'er, after being defeated today, will definitely not let it go. We need to be more careful."

Yun Yao nodded in agreement: "Well, I also expected that she would not give up. In the next few days, let's focus on recovering our spiritual power and improving our strength in case of emergency."

As night fell, the stars twinkled over the residence of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen. Inside the house, the two sat opposite each other and began to practice silently. The aura of spiritual power flowed around them, as if they were covered with a layer of dreamy gauze. In this quiet night, they accumulated strength and prepared to face more challenges. However, the undercurrent in the sect was still quietly surging, and it was unknown when it would set off a storm again.