Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life Chapter 1352 - 1341: A Family of Cannon Fodder

Ye Qiu really wanted to tell Li Yizhen that Cheng Yixue wasn’t just an ordinary ghost, but since Li Yizhen had talismans and magic treasures from elders, along with their own strength, they shouldn’t have too much trouble.

"Ye Qiu, come out." Reaching an empty and deserted place, Cheng Yixue suddenly stopped in her tracks, her smile exceptionally sinister.

"You knew I was following you?" Ye Qiu walked out with a grim face, and Li Yizhen also had a heavy gaze, feeling that her previous judgment might have been wrong.

"You noticed something was wrong with me long ago? Did you deliberately pull me into the sunlight that day?" Cheng Yixue’s face was gloomy, and she looked at Ye Qiu with unfriendly eyes.

"What did you just do to Lin Ziyi?" Ye Qiu questioned.

"Are you referring to your stupid cousin who insisted on being my boyfriend? Since he liked me so much, I borrowed something from him." Cheng Yixue had a little ghost in hand, and in the past few days, she had become arrogant, even at the cost of exposing her cards after being discovered by Ye Qiu.

In her eyes, Ye Qiu was just a fish on the chopping board, ready to be butchered.

"You raised a little ghost and even siphoned someone’s luck?" Combining the recent discovery, Li Yizhen quickly inferred, her face turning as dark as water, her eyes filled with hostility towards Cheng Yixue.

In their Xuanxue World, spells that steal someone’s luck were against the natural order and not permitted. She didn’t expect to encounter such a diabolical secret technique on this outing, and she was determined to eliminate it.

"You’ve got some insight. Since I’ve exposed myself to you today, don’t expect to leave." Cheng Yixue glared at Ye Qiu viciously, "Little Quan, help Mama take their luck."

"Be careful!" Li Yizhen exclaimed, then took out a bell. The bell was silent, but Cheng Yixue screamed in pain.

The little ghost unseen by anyone had even thicker black aura on it, not backing down at all, and under Cheng Yixue’s gesture, it wrapped around Li Yizhen. Li Yizhen’s hand instantly couldn’t move, and she began to gasp for breath.

"Yizhen!" Ye Qiu was beyond surprised, not expecting that in just a few days, Cheng Yixue had become so formidable. She rushed over to assist Li Yizhen, only to find herself instantly immobilized, feeling a cold and sinister energy invading her body.

"Perfect, Little Quan, drain Ye Qiu’s luck dry." Cheng Yixue laughed heartily, as if victory was in her grasp.

"No way." Ye Qiu gritted her teeth and, breaking free, could still move.

Li Yizhen immediately shouted, "Ye Qiu, there’s a talisman in my bag."

Ye Qiu didn’t dare delay, took out the talisman, and had Li Yizhen chant a spell. Then they were surrounded by a circle of golden light, and instantly their bodies returned to normal, while Cheng Yixue’s face turned even uglier.

"No, this little ghost’s ability is very strong. I might not be able to handle it." Li Yizhen said with a serious expression.

"You stall the little ghost for now, and I’ll go subdue Cheng Yixue."

"Okay."

"What do you plan to do?" Looking at Ye Qiu closing in, Cheng Yixue panicked.

"Oh, just to teach you a lesson."

Ye Qiu approached and punched Cheng Yixue in the stomach. Her technique was very skillful, causing Cheng Yixue intense pain but leaving no visible wounds. She then pinched the nerves on Cheng Yixue’s arm, and Cheng Yixue immediately felt her arm go limp.

She shouted, "How do you know martial arts?"

Ye Qiu sneered, "You can raise little ghosts to harm me, but I can’t learn martial arts?"

"Little Quan, save me."

"Think you can steal my luck? Without even knowing if you’ll live to enjoy it."

Ye Qiu’s words were cruel, sending a chill down Cheng Yixue’s spine, for she felt Ye Qiu wasn’t bluffing—she truly had the intent to kill her.

"Little Quan, let’s go." Seeing Little Quan unable to gain an advantage against that seemingly Heavenly Master girl, and sensing danger at every turn, she simply recalled the little ghost, delivering a blow to Ye, before both quickly escaped.

Li Yizhen slumped to the ground, "Luckily, she ran fast, otherwise I really couldn’t hold on."

"Are you okay?"

"No, just exhausted, a few days of rest should be fine." Li Yizhen looked earnestly at Ye Qiu, "I can’t deal with your friend. I need to go back and ask my senior brother or master to step in. She definitely has someone backing her."

"Can I go with you?"

"Hm?"

"I want to know why Cheng Yixue singled me out, and also, can I become a disciple? I want to learn this too." Ye Qiu said sincerely.

Li Yizhen frowned, "You can come back with me, but I can’t decide if you can learn this; it mostly depends on talent."

Ye Qiu smiled, "Maybe I’m particularly talented? After this incident, I’m really scared. I want to be able to protect myself without being unsuspectingly sabotaged."

"Alright then, come back with me first." Li Yizhen felt a bit sympathy towards her. After all, any ordinary person being targeted by evil forces and having their luck drained wouldn’t feel good.

On the other side of the world, the Little Golden Crow, flying freely, suddenly sensed Ye Qiu’s danger. Seeing that Ye Qiu hadn’t summoned it and that the danger was quickly resolved, it paid no further heed.

Li Yizhen and Ye Qiu felt the matter was urgent and set off immediately, while on the other side, Cheng Yixue, who was injured, faced as pale as paper. She originally had a delicate appearance and had absorbed considerable luck before, making it easy for others to feel sorry for her.

"Miss, are you alright? Should I take you to the hospital?" Cheng Yixue heard a magnetic and pleasant male voice, looked up, and was instantly dazed.

The man’s face was sharply cut, very defined, and his features were handsome and chiseled. However, what entranced Cheng Yixue wasn’t his appearance but rather the overwhelmingly vibrant luck he exuded. He was a child favored by the heavens, just like Ye Qiu.

Little Quan was itching for action, but Cheng Yixue restrained it. Such a man, she had to approach gradually and couldn’t scare him off at once.

"Please excuse me, sir. I suddenly felt dizzy and had a stomachache. I don’t know what’s wrong with me," she said weakly, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"It’s nothing, just a little help." The man smiled, helping Cheng Yixue up, and when she couldn’t stand steadily, he gathered her into his arms.

"Sorry, my car is just ahead. Please excuse me." He said politely.

Cheng Yixue’s pallid face turned a shade of red, seemingly too shy to lift her head, speaking in a mosquito-like voice, "I’m the one bothering you, sir. My name is Cheng Yixue, and you are?"

"He Chenyang."

As Cheng Yixue listened, she started to wonder—surname He? With such bearing and a car like that, could he be from the He Family?

Heaven’s favor indeed! If He Chenyang devoted himself to her, why would she fear Ye Qiu? This man, she absolutely must not let go.