strictlysupreme Chapter 407 Sowing discord
Chapter 407 Sowing discord
Ye Qing'an shook her head: "It's true that the Ye family's reputation was damaged because of what I did before. The steward also said that we have to give them a warning this time, otherwise they will always have something to say about it in the future."
"Since they want to see what they're really capable of, then let them see it."
"and……"
Ye Qing'an curled the corners of her lips: "Although they agreed just now, they are a few steps behind now. They are only discussing it. Once they get to the martial arts arena, they will definitely go back on their word."
"Going back on your word?" The butler turned to look at the three people whose faces were beaming with excitement, but he couldn't tell at all that they were going to back out.
Ye Qing'an nodded firmly: "The three of them are uncles, and I am their niece. Moreover, everyone in Wangjing City knows about my previous situation. If they compete with me according to the method I just proposed, even if they win, it will be an unfair victory. If word gets out, people outside will definitely think that they are bullying the weak with their numbers."
"So, there's a high chance they'll suggest switching places later, with them attacking and me dodging. If I can dodge ten of their moves, they'll accept me as the acting head of the family."
The butler frowned and thought about it for a while. What Ye Changge said did make some sense.
but……
"Even if they attack and you defend, it won't be easy for you to defeat all three of them, will it?"
Ye Qing'an shook her head: "Although it is not an easy task, the chances are indeed quite good."
Ye Qing'an turned around and glanced at the three uncles behind her. Just as she had expected, the three men were walking behind them, about seven or eight steps behind, talking in hushed tones.
"In those years before, when I was at your residence..."
Ye Qing paused for a moment before pretending to have misspoke and quickly correcting himself: "Back in the manor, because I had a child with me and was quite good-looking, the people there always tried to bully me and Eleven. Over the years, I haven't learned any special skills, but I've become very good at hiding."
"Furthermore, they underestimated me. They were all there when I was testing my innate physique, which was only three or four months ago. So they would naturally think that I couldn't possibly have any skills after only three or four months of training."
"But even my father once praised me, saying that my cultivation speed is extremely fast."
"If I use some tricks, my chances of winning are not small."
As Ye Qing'an spoke, seeing the butler's furrowed brows and still very worried expression, she simply smiled and said, "Butler, could you tell me which of my three uncles is the most skilled in Xuanling magic?"
When the steward heard Ye Qing'an ask this question, he pulled himself out of his deep thoughts and quickly replied, "Fourth Master's Xuanling Technique is slightly more powerful, Third Master is second, and Seventh Master is the weakest."
Ye Qing'an raised an eyebrow and smiled: "I thought Seventh Uncle was more talented and had the highest level of Xuanling Technique. I didn't expect him to be the weakest, yet he was the most agile."
The butler bowed his head and replied, "Seventh Master was born to the Master late in life, and since he is a bit older than his older brothers and sisters, everyone in the household spoils him, which is why he has developed this kind of temperament..."
Ye Qing'an smiled and said, "The one who is most loved is the one who is most fearless. This statement seems to be true."
Ye Qing'an nodded: "I understand."
They soon arrived at the training ground. Ye Qing'an stopped and turned to look at her uncles who had arrived late.
Just as Ye Qing'an had predicted, the group spoke up as soon as they stood still: "If we defend and you attack, and word gets out that we bullied you, it won't look like we won honorably. How about we switch? We'll attack, and you'll defend?"
Ye Qing'an laughed: "If the uncles have already made up their minds, then we'll just do as they say."
"Now that the method has been decided, you can choose which of the three of us you want to spar with first?"
"Fourth Uncle, please." A sly glint flashed in Ye Qing'an's eyes. "I've heard that Fourth Uncle is the most skilled in Xuanling techniques among the three uncles. So let's choose Fourth Uncle. If I lose to Fourth Uncle directly, then there's no need to challenge the others, which will save time, right?"
Ye Qing'an smiled, but then said casually, "Speaking of which, if I lose, will the three uncles also choose the one who will truly take charge based on their abilities and skills? Will there be another round of competition?"
The expressions on the faces of all three changed.
They didn't seem to have thought of this, and now that Ye Qing'an had suddenly brought it up, all three of them looked rather unwell.
What Ye Changming and Ye Changchun were thinking was that their elaborate scheme to create this mess was very likely just a stepping stone for Ye Changye.
Ye Changye was thinking to himself that Ye Qing'an's words were an attempt to sow discord among the three of them. Whether the third and seventh brothers believed it or not, they would definitely have some resentment in their hearts.
After all, as Ye Qing'an said, the position of head of the family can only be held by one person in the end.
Ye Changye pursed his lips, his gaze fixed on Ye Qing'an, unsure whether she was doing it intentionally or unintentionally.
This niece seems to be more harmless than I imagined.
Whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, he would never show any mercy.
He had lost to Ye Qinghao before, and he could never lose to such a little girl again.
"Okay, let's do it then."
Ye Qing'an smiled and walked to the center of the training ground.
Ye Changye also walked over and stood opposite Ye Qing'an.
"Ready? If you're ready, let's begin."
Ye Changye sneered and slightly raised his hand.
Ye Qing'an nodded: "Fourth Uncle, please."
As he spoke, he tilted his head again: "Should I start running now? If I run fast enough, Uncle Si won't know where I am, and then he won't know where to strike, right?"
"Run?" Ye Changye sneered. As expected, he was a piece of trash. What use was running under the Xuanling Technique?
As Ye Changye was thinking to himself, he saw Ye Qing'an actually start running, though not very fast.
That's it?
A hint of disdain flashed through Ye Changye's mind. Indeed, Ye Qing'an had only been back in the manor for a few months. Even if she had great talent, she still needed to cultivate. In just a few months, she probably hadn't even completed the Foundation Establishment stage, let alone cultivated.
Ye Changye coldly watched the sound of running, thinking to himself, "I'll just finish her off in one move."
Let her know that being the head of the Ye family, even if it's only temporary, isn't an easy job.
"The first move."
Ye Changye pursed his lips, suddenly raised his hand, and a beam of light appeared in his hand. The light grew longer and longer, condensing into the shape of a sword. The light sword was three or four meters long, and it swiftly slashed horizontally towards Ye Qing'an...