At the Beginning, The Villain Went for the Saintess, and the Protagonist Lost His Cool!

Chapter 7: The Junior Sister Saintess Holds Profound Reasoning!:

(At Wanxia Peak)

A young woman sat beneath a peach tree, surrounded by lush greenery and vibrant vitality.

Occasionally, radiant beams of light pierced the sky, dazzling and magnificent, creating an otherworldly scene as though it were heaven itself.

A gentle breeze swept through, dislodging a few peach blossoms that floated down gracefully, adding a touch of poetic beauty to the serene setting.

The woman wore a violet gauze dress adorned with starlike sparkles that harmonized with the surrounding splendor, exuding elegance and nobility.

An ethereal Daoist charm enveloped her, amplifying her otherworldly aura.

Her bright eyes, pearly white teeth, and vivid red lips were complemented by her neatly arranged hair. Every movement she made was gentle and natural, like willow branches swaying in the breeze.

However, a faint sorrow hung on her delicate face, blending with a subtle sense of grievance, stirring feelings of pity in anyone who saw her.

Witnessing such a sight would surely make one curse whoever caused this beauty such distress.

At Wanxia Peak, no one could rival this extraordinary woman’s charm. She was none other than Yun Wanqing, the Saintess of the Absolute Void Holy Land.

At this moment, a maid dressed in a pale yellow gown approached and softly complained, “Miss, the Holy Son seems to have lost his mind recently.

“You’ve done nothing wrong, yet he insisted on appointing a new Saintess. What’s he even thinking?

“I don’t understand what’s so special about Leng Yue. Whether it’s cultivation, beauty, or talent, she’s nowhere near your level!”

The maid’s indignation was evident in her puffed-up cheeks as she voiced her frustration on Yun Wanqing’s behalf.

The Holy Son’s excessive obsession with Leng Yue had become widely known, and the maids at Wanxia Peak were all convinced he had gone mad.

Not only had he been shamelessly fawning over Leng Yue, but he hadn’t visited their mistress even once in months.

Yun Wanqing frowned slightly and said softly, “Brother Su must have his reasons.

“I’ve met Leng Yue before. She’s indeed beautiful and talented, unmatched by most.

“But her personality is too aloof, making it feel like she’s always keeping people at arm’s length.

“As for the title of Saintess, I don’t care for it. Xiao Qing, say no more.”

Her tone was calm, as though she truly didn’t mind.

But those who knew Yun Wanqing well could tell she was deeply hurt despite her composed demeanor. She had grown despondent over the months.

How could she not wish for the Holy Son to visit her more often?

Xiao Qing, seeing the dim look on her mistress’s face, grew even angrier. However, with Yun Wanqing’s warning, she reluctantly held her tongue.

Just as the somber atmosphere deepened, another maid came running with excitement.

“Miss! The Holy Son is here!”

Yun Wanqing’s face lit up with surprise and joy.

She suddenly found herself flustered and unsure of what to do.

After so long without seeing the Holy Son, she wasn’t sure how to present herself naturally.

Standing up, she began adjusting her already immaculate gown, her hands fidgeting nervously.

At that moment, the dignified Saintess of the Absolute Void Holy Land resembled a young girl nervously awaiting a long-lost lover.

Xiao Qing chuckled and said, “Miss, you already look perfect—better than Leng Yue!”

“Really?” Yun Wanqing asked hesitantly, her confidence shaken after months of neglect.

“Really!” Xiao Qing reassured her.

Hearing this, Yun Wanqing regained her composure. Her movements became graceful once more, blending seamlessly with the breathtaking scenery to create a perfect picture of beauty.

Her lips curved into a soft smile as she stood silently, waiting for the Holy Son to arrive.

Before long, a man dressed in luxurious robes appeared. His skin was radiant, his features strikingly handsome, and a purple mist rose behind him, exuding a noble aura.

It was none other than Su Mo, who had come from Void Peak.

The moment Su Mo laid eyes on Yun Wanqing, he froze, utterly captivated by her beauty.

This junior sister, renowned as one of the top ten beauties of the Eastern Wilderness, was simply stunning. Standing there, she seemed to blend perfectly with her surroundings, natural and serene.

Su Mo was momentarily dazed by her flawless appearance.

But he quickly composed himself, suppressing his initial astonishment.

Still, his gaze never left Yun Wanqing, even for a moment.

“As expected of one of the ten great beauties of the Eastern Wilderness. Honestly, my junior sister’s beauty surpasses Leng Yue’s by far,” Su Mo thought to himself.

He couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.

Her figure was devilishly alluring—perfectly proportioned with captivating curves.

Her long legs, graceful form, and generous…well, endowments, made a clear statement.

Indeed, the saying was true: “Bigger is better!”

While Leng Yue exuded an air of pure allure, Yun Wanqing was a blend of purity and dominance. Her face was angelic, yet her figure radiated maturity—a dream combination for many.

However, Su Mo couldn’t help but sigh inwardly as he recalled Yun Wanqing’s fate in the original plot. Her ending was truly tragic.

In the novel, Yun Wanqing had always been devoted to the Holy Son.

But after the Holy Son was killed by the protagonist, she couldn’t bear the loss and succumbed to madness.

Her descent into darkness unleashed calamity upon the world, her ruthless actions shaking the Nine Heavens.

Ultimately, she was defeated and perished, remembered only as a reviled demoness.

Few knew how deeply she had loved the Holy Son, standing by him even when the whole world turned against him.

Su Mo’s gaze flickered. Now that he was here, he wouldn’t allow such a tragedy to unfold.

At that moment, Yun Wanqing greeted him warmly. “Brother Su, you’ve come!”

Her voice was as melodious as a heavenly tune, making Su Mo feel as though his bones had turned to jelly.

He couldn’t help but think how blind the original Holy Son had been. To neglect such an extraordinary woman for Leng Yue?

What a waste!

Composing himself, Su Mo smiled and said, “It’s been a long time, Junior Sister.

“In just a few months, you’ve grown even more beautiful.”

Women loved compliments, and even a peerless beauty like Yun Wanqing was no exception.

Sure enough, Yun Wanqing blushed, her heart filling with warmth. The gloom that had clouded her face vanished, replaced by a bright, radiant smile.

She seemed like an entirely different person, her mood visibly lifted.