Chapter 59: Falling for the Trap

Someone could no longer hold back and said to Luo Qingyao, "Little girl, hand over the manual for the Spirit-Stepping Wave, and I am willing to exchange it for anything!"

"I am willing too, I am willing too!"

"We are all willing!"

Immediately, the crowd chimed in, all eager to trick Luo Qingyao into parting with the Spirit-Stepping Wave.

Hearing this, a flash of brilliance, too swift to catch, crossed Luo Qingyao's eyes, which instantly transformed back into an expression of utter delight. "Really? That is simply wonderful! I have no other requests; whichever of you can beat this Ru Yuer so thoroughly that she can't even find her way home, the Spirit-Stepping Wave will belong to him!"

Upon hearing these words, Ru Yuer's face instantly turned deathly pale!

The crowd turned their heads as one and gazed at Ru Yuer.

Seeing everyone staring at her, Ru Yuer nearly burst into tears, yet she deliberately forced an air of indifference. "You... who... who dares to be disrespectful to this young lady? My... my aunt will never let you off!"

At the mention of her aunt, those who had previously been tempted to make a move suddenly froze in their tracks. They well knew that Ru Yuer was the niece of Her Majesty the Queen; to touch Ru Yuer meant facing the relentless pursuit of the Queen.

Seeing this, Luo Qingyao smiled cunningly. With a flick of her wrist, a yellowed book materialized in her palm, which she waved at the crowd. "The Spirit-Stepping Wave is right here! Whoever wants it, make your move immediately. Whoever succeeds first, I will give it to him first!"

Hearing this, the crowd could no longer afford to fear the Queen. Roaring with excitement, they charged fiercely toward Ru Yuer.

Terrified to the point of tears, Ru Yuer shook uncontrollably, her voice trembling. "Cousin Ruoshui, Cousin Ruoshui, save me! Cousin, save me..."

Hearing this, Lan Ruoshui felt a pang of pity and was about to intervene when she was stopped by Yu Xianer. "Your cousin is a flower nurtured in a greenhouse; she needs tempering!"

Hearing this, Lan Ruoshui stopped in her tracks and did not interfere. In the end, finding the sight too unbearable to watch, she simply lowered her head, choosing to hear and see nothing.

Realizing that Lan Ruoshui was not going to help her at all, Ru Yuer wailed loudly, "Wawa... No, don't come near me! Otherwise, my father and grandmother will not spare you! Get away from me! Wawa..."

Seeing this, Luo Qingyao curled her lips in disdain. What a coward, so easily frightened!

Having seen enough of Ru Yuer's pathetic display, she had no intention of lingering any longer. Suddenly, with a flick of her hand, she tossed the yellowed book into the midst of the crowd and giggled merrily, "Hehe, the Spirit-Stepping Wave is yours now. Those with the ability, go take it yourselves!"

At this, the crowd erupted into excited cheers as they scrambled to grab the book, leaving no one to pay any further attention to Ru Yuer.

Chaos instantly erupted at the scene. Driven mad by the desire for the Spirit-Stepping Wave, everyone fought and snatched fiercely against one another. Even close friends and fellow sect disciples refused to yield an inch, each determined to seize the secret manual.

Their eyes burned with greedy crimson light, their expressions vicious and distorted, resorting to bitter struggle and even lethal blows without hesitation.

However, not everyone joined the fray. Yu Xianer, Lan Ruoshui, and a few others who appeared immensely powerful remained aloof. Clearly, none of them believed that Luo Qingyao would surrender the manual so easily, and thus they chose not to participate.

Luo Qingyao had long known that Yu Xianer would not fall for the trick, but managing to stall the vast majority of the people was already enough.

She waved up at Yun Yi high in the sky and blew him a kiss. "My dearest Master, see you again!"

Of course, the true meaning of this farewell was understood by master and disciple alone.