Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest
Chapter 966: 22 Meeting Between Mei and Zhao_2

Chapter 966: Chapter 22 Meeting Between Mei and Zhao_2

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The trouble had reached its peak, so it still required comprehensive planning and coordination.

Mei Yingxue’s expression unchanged, nodded her head slightly and turned to Zhao Yuanzhen, saying:

“If that’s the case, then you should keep them for now.”

Zhao Yuanzhen didn’t respond but lazily formed a hand seal, summoning the puppet Ami to collect all the Magical Treasure Flying Swords.

Ever since Yan Yu had spoken on her behalf, the enmity between her and Mei Yingxue had also come to a temporary halt. Of course, the inherent opposition between the righteous and the evil meant that mutual disdain was inevitable.

But now, Zhao Yuanzhen considered herself to have Yan Yu as her backer, and thus fundamentally unafraid of Mei Yingxue in the slightest.

I have beauty, I have a figure, and I have a powerful husband, while you have nothing!

“Hehe.” Mei Yingxue thought of something else and said to Yan Yu, “Since she’s taking over these items, she might not be able to understand them thoroughly in a short time. Why don’t you help her?”

Zhao Yuanzhen immediately became furious upon hearing this, because although Mei Yingxue didn’t say it explicitly, the implication was hardly subtle:

You’re an idiot, a brainless one. I’m suggesting someone with a brain to help you.

This was undoubtedly the greatest insult to Zhao Yuanzhen. A Demonic Sect Enchantress was not without self-awareness, but such words from anyone would lead to her holding a grudge, especially when they came from her arch-enemy, doubling the grudge!

“Researching these items is precisely your duty as a scholar,” she retorted sarcastically, “You’re tossing your own work to someone else because you’re afraid you can’t handle it, right? If you delay my Crossing Tribulation and Core Formation, that’s a sin you cannot afford.”

The girls all looked on in surprise. Not one of them knew about the grudges between Zhao Yuanzhen and Mei Yingxue, and now they all started to feel a sense of curiosity.

“I’m not capable,” said Mei Yingxue indifferently, “Even if I list and categorize all the data, could you understand it? I certainly couldn’t, but Yan Yu could. Having him help you in this matter is about official business, no personal grudges involved.”

No personal grudges? So there are personal grudges, huh?

At this moment, none of the girls in the lab spoke, but their eyes communicated frequently—it was clear that they had started communicating with each other through private means.

“How could I not understand? List it out for me to see,” Zhao Yuanzhen shamelessly demanded.

She had already made up her mind. As soon as Mei Yingxue provided the specific data, she would nitpick, deliberately finding fault in everything and demanding Mei Yingxue explain each one in detail.

Plainly speaking, it was to purposefully torment the other party.

As for understanding, isn’t Yan Yu my husband there to help?

Mei Yingxue chuckled, casually took a research paper from next to her, and handed it over, saying:

“No need, there’s already an existing magic treasure research report. Why don’t you take a look at it first?”

Zhao Yuanzhen was stunned, not expecting the other party to counter her like this. As for the research report, she definitely would not accept it, pushing it away and saying:

“Don’t waste my time with things unrelated to Crossing Tribulation. I don’t have that much time to dawdle with you here!”

Mei Yingxue smiled without a word, thinking to herself that the Enchantress was still as pretentious as ever, laughable at a glance.

She then gave Yan Yu a look, one that was quite complex—it held surprise and confusion as if saying “you can actually handle her,” but also a reminder and instruction for the future “you need to keep handling her.”

In Zhao Yuanzhen’s eyes, however, the look struck like a bolt from the blue, shattering all her positive emotions in an instant.

This look… what does it mean? Is this damn woman very familiar with my husband?

Without a doubt, such a look of understanding could only exist between those who are very familiar. If it was someone unfamiliar, they wouldn’t understand your look at all—what’s the point of exchanging glances then?

Thinking of this, a towering rage ignited in her chest. Within it was hatred towards Mei Yingxue, but more of it was directed at Yan Yu:

Between husband and wife, not the slightest secret should be hidden. I have told you every bit about my issues with Mei Yingxue; yet when did you start having this connection with her, something you have never disclosed to me!

She grinded her teeth for quite some time, while Yan Yu still didn’t throw even a single glance her way, continuing to communicate with Mei Yingxue:

“Although this matter is troublesome, once all the connections are made, its value is completely worth our great efforts. After all, whoever needs to Cross Tribulation in the future could directly use this plan.”

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“Indeed.” Mei Yingxue nodded and said, “Actually, the hardest part is the first step, which is to gather all these things. You’ve completed the most difficult part, now just leave the rest to me.”

After a brief exchange, everyone finalized the new strategies for facing the Tribulation, and then they left the laboratory one after another.

Yan Yu had nothing else to do, so he went back to his room intending to take a bath. However, just as he was taking off his upper garment, Zhao Yuanzhen stormed in furiously.

She phased through the wall and without a word, pinned Yan Yu against the wall, saying fiercely:

“What exactly is your relationship with that bitch?”

“What’s the way to refer to someone?” Yan Yu feigned a stern expression, “You should call her Mr. Mei!”

“Fine, fine, fine!” Zhao Yuanzhen was so angry she almost had a fit on the spot, but that’s how people are sometimes—the angrier they are, the calmer they seem on the surface, “Have you slept with her?”

“Huh?” Yan Yu was a bit stunned.

“I’m asking you.” Zhao Yuanzhen’s face was expressionless, “Did you sleep with her or not?”

Yan Yu, of course, could see that the Enchantress was a bit jealous.

She could allow girls within the team to be “concubines” because of their relatively good relationships; she could tolerate girls outside the team being “mistresses” because she didn’t see them as a threat.

But Mei Yingxue satisfied neither criterion. First, her relationship with Zhao Yuanzhen was very poor, and second, she posed a significant threat—not in terms of looks or figure, but because Zhao Yuanzhen was well aware of Yan Yu’s interests and predilections—he always had a soft spot for powerful female cultivators.

Normally, Yan Yu would have flirtatiously teased, “Oh yeah, are you jealous?” and delighted in toying with Zhao Yuanzhen.

However, since the topic involved Mei Yingxue, who Yan Yu respected immensely in a previous life, and having worked with her for a long time in this life, he held her in even greater esteem. Even in jest with the Enchantress, there was no reason to tease and make light of Mr. Mei’s reputation, something he would never do.

Thus, Yan Yu pondered for a long time, only giving an ambiguous answer when the fire in Zhao Yuanzhen’s eyes seemed ready to burst forth:

“What do you think, would I sleep with her? Why would I?”

Not receiving a negative answer, Zhao Yuanzhen felt only despair, asking resentfully:

“Why? How should I know why? Is it because my looks are inferior to hers, or my figure not as good as hers? Or is it that you despise me for being from the Demonic Sect? You actually want to marry a Righteous Sect fairy, don’t you?”

She rattled off in rapid succession, leaving Yan Yu somewhat dazed.

Well, I had no idea you were harboring these insecurities.

About looks and figure, anyone can see for themselves, so I won’t comment. Whether from the Demonic Sect or the Righteous Sect, that’s your business in the Cultivation World, what does it have to do with me, Yan Yu of Earth?

In fact, if Yan Yu had to choose, he would pick Mei Yingxue as a colleague and Zhao Yuanzhen as a lover, and the reason for that is self-evident.

In this regard, I’ve always been sincere.

Seeing Zhao Yuanzhen’s eyes red with genuine emotion, Yan Yu realized that her insecurities stemmed from her deep-rooted feelings for him, and his heart warmed. He smiled and said:

“You fool. Can’t you see for yourself how beautiful you look or how fine your figure is when you look in the mirror? As for being from the Demonic Sect, I’ve never cared about that. Since the moment we met, I’ve known your background, and when have I ever looked down on you?”

The moment he mentioned this, Zhao Yuanzhen had an epiphany, connecting all her past doubts together.

Could it be that this little thief has been tormenting me from head to toe because I come from the Demonic Sect, fearing my wilful and rebellious nature? His attitude towards Yun Jin, Ningning, and the others isn’t like this!

With this in mind, her anger flared up again.

I’ve given you my body, I’ve given you my heart, yet here you still doubt me! And you’re all entangled with Mei Yingxue!

At this point, the Enchantress didn’t bother to scrutinize whether Yan Yu and Mei Yingxue had a private affair or not, for she knew Yan Yu would certainly not tell her the truth—he just wanted to suppress me psychologically!

The Enchantress had already figured out how to break free from this.

She forcefully grabbed Yan Yu’s shoulders, pulled him onto the bed beside them, and then pounced on him fiercely.

I’ll make you want but not be able to!