Chapter 296 Beauty is a disaster

When Ye Fan, Liu Qingyan and Yue Tieniu were chatting enthusiastically, a discordant voice interrupted their conversation. The voice was sharp and harsh, with a strong sense of sarcasm.

"Heh, Liu Qingyan, I knew you would hang out with these rubbish in a place like this."

The three turned around and saw a young man approaching. He was tall and slender, with a handsome face, but his brows revealed a sense of arrogance and meanness. He was wearing a gorgeous purple and gold robe, a jade pendant inlaid with spiritual stones on his waist, and a folding fan with a shining spiritual light in his hand. It was obvious at a glance that he was a man of extraordinary origin.

This young man is called Qin Wuya, a disciple of a powerful sect called Wanling Sect in Tianyuan Domain, with a strong background. Not only is his cultivation strong, reaching the late Jindan stage, but he is also well-known in the Loose Cultivator Alliance for his luxurious attire. He is also narrow-minded and ruthless, and those who offend him usually have a bad ending.

Qin Wuya walked up to the three of them, his eyes swept over Yue Tieniu and Ye Fan coldly, and finally fell on Liu Qingyan. He snorted coldly and continued:

"Liu Qingyan, you are a great formation master, but you are hanging out with these incompetent people. It really lowers your status! Wouldn't it be more promising if you followed me?"

Upon hearing this, Yue Tieniu frowned and said angrily: "Qin Wuya, can you be more careful with your mouth? How is Brother Xiao inferior to you?!"

Qin Wuya smiled coldly, tapped his palms lightly with his folding fan, glanced at Yue Tieniu with a sidelong glance, and said with disdain: "A waste in the late stage of Qi Refining dares to compete with me, Qin Wuya? Believe it or not, I will make sure you can't stay in this alliance branch now?"

Yue Tieniu's face suddenly turned red, his fists clenched, and anger burned in his eyes, but he was pulled back by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan glanced at Qin Wuya calmly, his expression calm and his tone calm: "Qin Wuya, this is the branch of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. If you want to take action, you might as well wait until the trial meeting to see the truth."

Qin Wuya's eyes fixed, and he sneered, "Xiao Fan, right? I've heard of you. How dare you, a small character who earns points by hunting low-level monsters, put on airs in front of me? At the Trial Conference, I, Qin Wuya, will let you know how big the gap is between a mere casual cultivator and a sect disciple!"

Liu Qingyan said coldly: "Qin Wuya, do you have to be so aggressive? The rules of the Loose Cultivator Alliance are not something you can break at will!"

When Qin Wuya heard Liu Qingyan speak, his eyes softened for a moment, but then turned cold again. He stared at Liu Qingyan with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes:

"Liu Qingyan, I have already given you a chance. As long as you follow me back to Wanling Sect, I guarantee that you will have a higher status and stronger resources. But you insist on hanging out with these ants. I am really disappointed!"

Qin Wuya's obsession with Liu Qingyan has a long history. He met Liu Qingyan once in his early years and was amazed by her beauty and talent. He expressed his admiration many times, but was coldly rejected by Liu Qingyan. Since then, Qin Wuya has been resentful and has been targeting Liu Qingyan's friends everywhere, trying to force her to compromise.

Although it was the first time that Ye Fan faced off against Qin Wuya, it was obvious that the other party had already regarded him as a thorn in his side.

"Xiao Fan, you'd better stay away from Liu Qingyan, otherwise..." Qin Wuya's tone was cold, and his eyes were full of threats.

Ye Fan still looked normal, and said calmly: "What else?"

Qin Wuya snorted coldly, closed his folding fan, and threatened: "Just wait and see, at the trial meeting, I will personally let you know the consequences of offending me!"

After saying that, he turned and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Liu Qingyan coldly: "Liu Qingyan, I hope you won't let me down for too long, otherwise, the people around you won't be able to be saved!"

After Qin Wuya left, Yue Tieniu was still furious and slammed the table fiercely: "This bastard! He looks down on everyone just because he relies on the background of Wanling Sect. I really want to beat him up!"

Liu Qingyan frowned, with some worry in her eyes: "Brother Xiao, I'm sorry, I have implicated you. Qin Wuya is a petty person, he will definitely target you this time."

Ye Fan just shook his head, his eyes calm and composed: "He is just a clown. If he wants to fight at the Trial Conference, I will accompany him to the end."

Seeing Ye Fan so calm, Liu Qingyan felt a little relieved, but she couldn't help but remind him: "Although Qin Wuya is arrogant, his cultivation and methods should not be underestimated. Brother Xiao, you must be careful."

Ye Fan nodded, but he was thinking secretly in his heart. He was already used to confronting strong enemies, and Qin Wuya was just another stumbling block. "No matter what tricks he wants to play, I won't let him succeed."

When the three of them left the alliance hall, Liu Qingyan was still worried about Qin Wuya's threat. Yue Tieniu was indignant and shouted that he would teach Qin Wuya a lesson at the trial meeting.

Ye Fan had already made up his mind. Not only did he want to defeat the other heroes in the Trial Conference, but he also wanted to use this opportunity to further improve himself and gradually move towards the goal of defeating the Blood Demon Sect and taking revenge. "As long as you are strong enough, any threat is just a paper tiger."

Qin Wuya's face was gloomy, and he returned to his luxurious residence coldly. He kicked the door open fiercely, causing a pair of exquisite porcelain bottles in the room to clang. He walked quickly into the hall, casually swept the teacup on the table to the ground with a wave of his sleeve, and roared angrily: "Ye Fan! A nobody dares to go against me, Qin Wuya! You are really courting death!"

His followers stepped forward quickly, their faces full of nervousness: "Young Master, please don't get so angry that it will damage your health. He is just a casual cultivator, it is not worth your anger."

"A casual cultivator? Humph!" Qin Wuya sneered and punched the wall, blood oozing from his knuckles. "He's a casual cultivator, but Liu Qingyan treats me coldly! How can I swallow this?"

The attendant did not dare to answer, but just listened with his head down, not daring to say much.

Qin Wuya sat down slowly, grabbed the wine jug beside the table, raised his head and took a big gulp, then said coldly: "I, Qin Wuya, want to kill him, but I don't have to do it myself. Pass the word down, let a few brothers come over, I need to arrange some things."

Not long after, three or four young men in luxurious robes arrived one after another. They were all tall and strong, with extraordinary auras. They were obviously also quite prestigious figures in the Loose Cultivator Alliance. One of them saw that Qin Wuya had a bad face, so he asked tentatively: "Brother Wuya, what happened? Why are you so angry?"

"What else could it be!" Qin Wuya snorted coldly, his face terribly gloomy, "It's that Ye Fan! How dare a humble little person compete with me in front of everyone, and let Liu Qingyan lose face in front of me. Tell me, can I tolerate it?"

Everyone looked at each other. Although they knew that Qin Wuya was taking his anger out on others, they did not dare to refute him directly. One of them smiled flatteringly and said, "Brother Wuya, calm down. Why get angry at a mere Ye Fan? You only need to say one word, and we brothers will immediately make him lose face in the trial meeting."

"Too embarrassed to see anyone? Humph, I don't want that!" Qin Wuya's eyes flashed with a sinister light, "I want him to be ruined and it would be best if he could learn a lesson. Since he wants to participate in the trial conference, let's arrange an accident for him. When the time comes, he will die in an unclear way, who will suspect us?"

"Brother Wuya, leave this to us." Another person said softly, "But the rules of the Trial Conference are strict. If we act too blatantly, will the alliance leaders find out?"

"Stupid!" Qin Wuya glared at the man fiercely, his tone cold, "I asked you to do something, do you still need me to teach you how to do it? The trial ground is full of dangers, monsters are rampant, and there are not enough "accidents"?"

After hearing this, several people suddenly realized what was going on and smiled knowingly. One of them nodded and said, "Brother Wuya is wise. We will definitely handle this matter cleanly and neatly without letting anyone know."

"Very good." Qin Wuya had a sneer on his face. He raised his glass and said slowly, "Go ahead and make arrangements. I'm waiting to see how Ye Fan loses his life in the trial."

"Brother Wuya, don't worry. We will live up to your trust." Several people said in unison, then hurried away and began to plan a conspiracy against Ye Fan.

After everyone left, Qin Wuya leaned back in his chair, gently shaking his wine glass, his eyes full of viciousness. He murmured, "Ye Fan, this is what happens when you offend me. I'll make you understand that even casual cultivators need to be respectful, and don't even think about climbing over my head."