Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 577: Clearing the Heavenly Demon Sect’s Name

Shui Rou had a favorable view of the relationship between Ye Fei and Jiang Yitong. One was her beloved disciple, and the other was her senior sister’s "son."

If they could be together, it would truly be a case of strengthening family ties.

However, there was one thing that worried her: if her disciple really ended up with Ye Fei, would she be treated unfairly?

After all, Ye Fei seemed to have a bit of a mischievous side, even daring to take liberties with her. Thinking back to that day when he had teased her, Shui Rou’s cheeks flushed with delicate pink, and she couldn’t help but feel a hint of envy for her disciple.

If Ye Fei knew that his boldness that day hadn’t angered Shui Rou but instead left an indelible impression on her, he might regret pretending to be so reserved in front of her. But at this moment, Ye Fei was unaware. He turned to Jiang Manjun and said, "Senior Sister, it’s your turn to step up now."

"My turn? For what?" Jiang Manjun was confused.

Ye Fei smiled slightly. "Of course, it’s time to take the stage. It’s time to clear the Heavenly Demon Sect’s name. While we’re not afraid of these so-called righteous sects, it’s too troublesome to have them constantly opposing us. Don’t you think so?"

Jiang Manjun thought about it and agreed with Ye Fei’s reasoning. She glanced at her mother and Aunt Shen, who both nodded in approval and without further hesitation, she leaped onto the stage.

Unlike Jiang Yitong, Jiang Manjun had been groomed by Zhu Yuyan since childhood to be the next leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Facing a crowd of over a thousand people, she felt no nervousness. Instead, she exuded a boldness that rivaled any man’s. She declared loudly, "Jiang Manjun of the Heavenly Demon Sect is here to accept any challenges from the heroes present!"

Her words caused a stir among the crowd. Although the exposure of Zhuge Kongfang’s true nature had lessened their hostility toward the Heavenly Demon Sect, its long-standing reputation still made them somewhat dismissive of Jiang Manjun’s challenge.

Seeing the crowd’s reaction, Jiang Manjun continued, "I know you all may still have some misunderstandings about the Heavenly Demon Sect. But I ask you to think: in all these years, has our sect ever harmed our fellow martial artists? As for our name, it’s simply a legacy passed down from our ancestors and doesn’t define who we are."

Her words struck a chord with the audience. Upon reflection, they realized she was right. Over the years, they had feared the Heavenly Demon Sect’s reputation, instinctively labeling them as a ruthless and bloodthirsty sect. But in reality, they hadn’t committed any heinous acts.

The recent incidents involving the Gu and Wu families had been debunked as Zhuge Kongfang’s schemes, and after this event, they believed the Wu family matter had nothing to do with the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Amitabha, what the lady says makes sense. We’ve been too rigid in our thinking," the old monk stood up and said. "In truth, the Heavenly Demon Sect is just like any other sect in the martial world. We shouldn’t divide ourselves into righteous and evil, as these distinctions come from one’s heart, not their affiliation."

Hearing the old monk, who was a respected figure, speak in this manner, the crowd in the valley fully accepted this perspective. However, none of them dared to step forward and challenge Jiang Manjun, as the Heavenly Demon Sect’s fearsome reputation was deeply ingrained in their minds.

Jiang Manjun wasn’t disappointed. Her purpose in taking the stage wasn’t to engage in combat but to deliver this message. Now that her goal was achieved, the rest didn’t matter. However, simply leaving the stage without a proper conclusion would feel incomplete.

Just as Jiang Manjun was pondering what to do, Ye Fei whispered something into Ye Zhilin’s ear. After listening, Ye Zhilin shouted, "Ye Zhilin of the Wanghai Liu family is here to challenge!" With that, she leaped into the air, covering over fifty meters without even pausing for breath. Her lightness skill far surpassed Jiang Yitong’s, and her beauty, which rivaled Jiang Yitong’s, drew cheers from the crowd.

Everyone understood that Ye Zhilin’s appearance was merely a formality, as it was common knowledge that she and Jiang Manjun were allies. However, a duel between two such stunning beauties was a rare sight, so even if it was just for show, it excited everyone.

Moreover, they silently noted the name "Wanghai Liu family," a small martial arts clan they had previously overlooked. With Ye Zhilin, who was even more powerful than a Great Perfection master, they now regarded the Liu family as untouchable, just like the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Although Ye Zhilin was Ye Fei’s ancestor and technically not part of the Liu family, she didn’t object to his arrangement. For one, she had no attachment to sect boundaries and was quite fond of Liu Yiru.

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More importantly, after the morning’s flirtatious encounter, while she still occasionally teased or bullied Ye Fei, she had grown even more attached to him.

Naturally, she wouldn’t oppose his words. So, upon reaching the stage, she saluted Jiang Manjun and said, "Sister Manjun, Zhilin is here to learn from you."

Ye Fei and the others hadn’t hidden Ye Zhilin’s identity from the women, so Jiang Manjun already knew that this incredibly powerful girl was Ye Fei’s ancestor from many generations ago. Hearing her call her "sister" felt a bit strange, but Jiang Manjun quickly dismissed it. After all, Ye Zhilin had been only seventeen when she went into hibernation, and even with the two-plus years she’d been asleep, she was barely twenty. Calling her "sister" wasn’t inappropriate, especially since Ye Zhilin even called Liu Yiru "sister." So, Jiang Manjun returned the salute, and the two began their sparring.

Neither of them chose weapons, opting for hand-to-hand combat instead. One had profound internal energy, while the other had exquisite techniques. Neither wanted to harm the other, so their movements were light and fleeting.

Combined with their unparalleled beauty, the two women seemed to dance like butterflies, mesmerizing the audience below. It felt less like a martial arts duel and more like an enchanting dance, leaving everyone hoping it would last as long as possible.

But the two women had no intention of putting on a show for others. After exchanging over a hundred moves, they stopped. Without declaring a winner or loser, they simply saluted each other and prepared to leave the stage.