Chapter 708 - 368: Wu Yiren Confesses to Lan Yin
Chapter 708: Chapter 368: Wu Yiren Confesses to Lan Yin
The disciples of the Feiyun Sect were all stunned.
They had besieged Ming Chou upon Bai Liu’s instruction, but they never expected that their sect’s own Fairy Yaoqin would step in to help Ming Chou out of the situation.
One was the Sect Leader, the other was the most famous fairy of the sect.
Whose orders should they follow?
Moreover, Senior Sister Jiang’s words seemed a bit strange.
What did she mean by "just experienced a great battle"?
Ming Chou had clearly cut Elder Zheng into a fountain with a single sword, so how was that a great battle?
Was Senior Sister Jiang mocking her own people?
"Sect Leader Bai, why not treat Elder Zheng first?"
At this moment, Lin Yuan spoke up from the high platform.
With her noble and elegant demeanor and authoritative tone, even Bai Liu had to pay her respect.
"What the Western Empress says is right, quickly take Elder Zheng away for treatment!"
"Yes!"
The disciples surrounding Si Minglan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly carried Zheng Mulin away.
Bai Liu said to Lin Yuan, "The Seventh Princess is righteous and dignified, truly showcasing the demeanor of someone born to the Western Empress."
Intentionally or not, Bai Liu only mentioned the Western Empress, but not the Western Emperor.
Wu Zheng, however, remained indifferent, as if accustomed to this.
Lin Yuan smiled and said, "You’re too kind, Sect Leader Bai."
Failing to sow discord, Bai Liu had no choice but to drop the matter, briefly glancing at Wu Zheng with a flicker of disdain in his eyes.
What so-called Western Emperor, just a puppet of Lin Yuan’s.
Wu Zheng seemed oblivious to Bai Liu’s gaze, still smiling, he said to Lin Yuan:
"Empress, it’s almost time for Yiren to take the stage."
At this moment, Si Minglan was bowing to Wu Yiren: "Thank you, Seventh Princess, for speaking up generously."
Wu Yiren waved her hand: "Taoist Friend Ming, to expose a scumbag’s true face in public, you are the true hero among women! Enough talk, I’m going up!"
With that, Wu Yiren flew onto a nearby Battle Platform, facing a male cultivator surrounded by lightning.
"In the South District, Dingmao number third match, West Imperial Dynasty’s Wu Yiren versus Thunder Sword Sect’s Zhao Huan!"
Wu Yiren’s appearance immediately drew the attention of the entire audience, Si Minglan nodded slightly to Qin Gengyun and the others, and after exchanging a smile with Fang Xue, walked alone to a distant spot.
On the Battle Platform of the South District Dingmao number, the Thunder Sword Sect disciple named Zhao Huan looked at Wu Yiren, with unmistakable adoration in his eyes:
"Greetings to the Seventh Princess, I am Zhao Huan, in fact, I’ve always liked..."
"Brother Lanyin!"
Before he could finish, Wu Yiren suddenly leaped and waved towards a certain spot below the platform, her face full of shy happiness as if she had seen her beloved.
Zhao Huan was taken aback and followed Wu Yiren’s gaze, only to see a handsome and spirited male cultivator below, looking astonished.
This person wore the Purple Sun Brocade Robe of the Zhenyang Sect, clearly a disciple of the Zhenyang Sect. Zhao Huan’s eyes narrowed, remembering a rumor about the Seventh Princess, he exclaimed in shock:
"Lanyin? The Seventh Princess’s sexual partner?!"
"Sex... sexual partner?"
Qin Gengyun and others were bewildered, Zhou Ling’Er whispered beside them:
"I’ve indeed heard such rumors these days, saying that the Seventh Princess met a disciple named Lanyin in the Zhenyang Sect. Lanyin pursued the Seventh Princess passionately and ultimately became her male pet."
"..."
Pfft!
Liu Su couldn’t help but burst out laughing, patting Mo Xiaolan on the shoulder:
"Brother Lanyin, so you’re just a plaything? When’re you going to let me have a go?"
Countless looks of disdain, envy, and jealousy were cast around, and Mo Xiaolan couldn’t help but find it both funny and annoying.
"Stop speaking nonsense! Brother Lanyin is not a plaything!"
At this moment, on the Battle Platform, Wu Yiren’s cultivation technique resonated, her crisp and firm voice spread throughout the venue:
"Brother Lanyin is the person I like, he will definitely become my husband!"
For a moment, the entire venue fell silent.
Countless people stared dumbfoundedly at the delicate and valiant girl on the Battle Platform. Her brows were still somewhat tender, but her smile was so brilliant, and her gaze towards a certain spot below was incredibly determined.
People couldn’t help but direct their eyes towards the man being affectionately gazed at by the Seventh Princess.
However, this handsome man looked utterly astonished, with a hint of awkwardness.
Mo Xiaolan felt terribly awkward.
Wu Yiren had actually confessed to her in front of all the cultivators!
Yet, both she and Wu Yiren were women!
Liu Su was excited, secretly poking Mo Xiaolan’s side:
"Wow, Senior Brother Lanyin, now you’re really going to be the Prince Consort! I’m so jealous of you! Haha!"
Qin Gengyun and Qiu Zhihe exchanged a helpless glance.
"Sweetheart, what’s going on with Wu Yiren?"
"Why, are you jealous?"
"What would I be jealous of, Wu Yiren is also a woman."
"So, if there was a man who admired Xiaolan, you’d be jealous?"
"No, sweetheart, that’s not what I meant!"
The couple was transmitting messages to each other in whispers, meanwhile, on the Battle Platform, the action had already started.
Zhao Huan, drawing lots to meet Wu Yiren, initially intended to seize the opportunity to get closer to the princess, hoping to eat the widely envied soft rice.
Unexpectedly, he became the backdrop to a public confession instead.
Realizing he couldn’t eat this soft rice anymore, he steeled his resolve to defeat Wu Yiren and earn his living through his own efforts!
So Zhao Huan struck first, the lightning entwining him metamorphosed into a thunder serpent, lunging at Wu Yiren!
Wu Yiren waved the golden Immortal Sword in her hand, and a giant golden dragon flew out from the tip, devouring the thunder serpent and gripping Zhao Huan in its jaws.
"Ah! I surrender, I surrender!"
Zhao Huan screamed, the golden dragon spat him out, returning to Wu Yiren’s sword.
The surrounding cultivators and citizens watching were deeply shocked.
"Is this the Golden Dragon Technique of the Western Emperor Palace?"
"The Seventh Princess has already achieved the Nascent Soul First-Layer at such a young age?"
"With such talent, the Western Emperor Palace has a worthy successor!"
"It’s just a pity that the Seventh Princess is born a girl."
Wu Yiren stood on the Battle Platform, her charming smile brilliantly shining, she looked at Mo Xiaolan:
"Brother Lanyin, you must strive too, I’ll be waiting for you!"
In front of countless eyes, Mo Xiaolan could only nod slightly, which immediately drew a chorus of envy and jealousy.
Wu Yiren stepped down from the Battle Platform, leaving under the escort of a group of Golden Snake Guards.
Qin Gengyun said to Mo Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, Wu Yiren already knows your identity, right? Why is she still acting this way?"
Mo Xiaolan shook her head helplessly: "I don’t know either."
Qiu Zhihe said: "In the Cultivation Realm, there are actually examples of women cultivating together, it’s not so extraordinarily shocking. Xiaolan, this matter depends on your willingness."
Mo Xiaolan looked at Qin Gengyun, quickly shaking her head: "Sister Qiu, I’ve told Qin Gengyun, in this life, I seek only the Great Path, I won’t form a Daoist couple with anyone!"
Liu Su giggled: "But Wu Yiren has already confessed to Xiaolan in public, the Western Emperor Palace probably views Xiaolan as the Prince Consort, what should be done?"
Qiu Zhihe calmly said: "No worries, after tomorrow, the Western Emperor Palace might have a different sky, by then, Wu Yiren may not still be a princess."