Chapter 711 - 371: Down with Scumbag He Zhiqiu
Chapter 711: Chapter 371: Down with Scumbag He Zhiqiu
Mo Xiaolan was taken aback, suddenly recalling many things from her childhood. Back then, many people in the village said she didn’t look like her parents at all.
When she played with the village children as a child, they often laughed at her, saying she was picked up.
She had asked her parents, but they insisted she was their biological child. Her father said it wasn’t necessary for a child to resemble their parents as long as their blood flowed through her veins.
As Mo Xiaolan grew up, she gradually paid no attention to these matters.
Only now did she remember the colorful bones Sheng Tanglian had gifted her through Yun Wu, not expecting them to integrate smoothly into her body.
Afterward, her appearance began resembling Sheng Tanglian’s more and more.
Is it because I fused with her colorful bones that I’m becoming more like her?
Or is it because I inherently have some connection with Sheng Tanglian, which allowed the colorful bones to merge into me?
Now, even the magical artifact of the elder from the Cyan Lotus Sect recognizes me as its master?
Could it be... I’m really not my parents’ child?
For a moment, various thoughts flooded Mo Xiaolan’s mind.
Beside her, Fang Xue looked at her in astonishment, internally agreeing more with Liu Su’s speculation.
Wei Wan, having heard much from Yun Wu about Mo Xiaolan, nodded:
"After Sheng Tanglian’s death, her child was born. Perhaps... Taoist Friend Mo is that child."
Mo Xiaolan, somewhat dazed, said, "Impossible. Sheng Tanglian died five hundred years ago. How could that child live so long? Even if it were me, I should be five hundred, but I’m clearly only twenty!"
Liu Su slapped his forehead, "That’s true. Perhaps it’s just because Xiaolan, you resemble Sheng Tanglian in some ways, which is why her colorful bones chose you, and the Profound Lady Flower recognized you?"
Qiu Zhihe remained silent, suddenly recalling the strange residual soul in the Cyan Lotus Sect’s relic.
"These things are difficult to sort out all at once. Let’s discuss it after the Immortal Ascension Ceremony."
Mo Xiaolan nodded, "Right, let’s not let me delay important matters. By the way, where’s Qin Gengyun?"
Liu Su pointed towards the South District, "He just passed by there, he should be up now."
"Let’s go take a look."
The women headed to the South District, Qiu Zhihe’s expression slightly tense, suddenly whispering to Mo Xiaolan:
"Be careful, someone has their eye on you."
Mo Xiaolan’s heart stirred, looking towards the high platform, seeing Lin Yuan looking at her with a faint smile, while Wu Zheng beside her had a certain eagerness on his face.
"Have they recognized me? Impossible, how would Lin Yuan and Wu Zheng know me?"
Mo Xiaolan couldn’t understand.
Qiu Zhihe said, "You’re underestimating yourself. You were already on the Beauty Ranking when you established your foundation. Many know your cultivation technique can transform into an orchid. Earlier, when you gave it your all, those with intentions might have discerned your identity."
Mo Xiaolan apologized, "If they’ve recognized me, I fear your identities won’t remain hidden either. I’m sorry."
Qiu Zhihe smiled indifferently, "It’s alright, everything will be settled tomorrow anyway. Even if they know I’m Qiu Zhihe, so what?"
At this moment, on the high platform.
Wu Yiren excitedly ran to Lin Yuan’s side, "Mother, isn’t Brother Lan Yin amazing?"
Lin Yuan said warmly, "The cultivation technique is indeed rare, being able to transform into a rain of flowers. I suddenly recalled someone on the Beauty Ranking also uses flowers as their technique. Emperor, do you know this person?"
Wu Zheng chuckled, "Is the Empress talking about the Orchid Fairy, Mo Xiaolan, who ranked forty-ninth on the Beauty Ranking the day she established her foundation?"
"Mo Xiaolan? Mo Xiaolan..."
Upon hearing Mo Xiaolan’s name, Wu Yiren’s body stiffened as some terrifying memories seemed to flash in her mind, her face turning pale.
Lin Yuan looked at Wu Yiren with tenderness in her eyes, "Yiren, what’s wrong? Did someone deceive you? Tell mother, and she’ll stand up for you."
Wu Yiren’s tears quickly vanished as she smiled again, "No, I’m just happy that Brother Lan Yin won again! Mother, Father, I’m heading down!"
Seeing Wu Yiren skipping away, Lin Yuan’s face showed affection, but as she glanced at Mo Xiaolan below, her eyes grew colder.
Beside her, Wu Zheng spoke, "Empress, do you feel something’s off with this Lan Yin too?"
Lin Yuan said coldly, "No matter who it is, anyone daring to deceive Yiren will meet a grim fate."
Wu Zheng agreed, "The Empress is right. I will certainly stand up for Yiren."
He also looked at Mo Xiaolan below, but unlike Lin Yuan’s icy killing intent, his gaze bore eagerness.
Wu Zheng had always taken an interest in every fairy on the Beauty Ranking, and the name Orchid Fairy Mo Xiaolan was naturally familiar to him.
If this Lan Yin was truly Mo Xiaolan in disguise, perhaps his harem might gain a new Noble Consort.
As for Wu Yiren, after killing Lin Yuan tomorrow, Wu Zheng planned to demote Wu Yiren to a commoner and expel her from the West Imperial Dynasty.
She wasn’t his biological daughter anyway, so whether she was deceived or heartbroken, what did it matter to him?
Additionally, Mo Xiaolan and Qiu Zhihe’s group had ventured into the Northern Wilderness together initially, only to disappear shortly after.
If Mo Xiaolan was in West Imperial City, could it mean Qiu Zhihe, who ranked second on the Beauty Ranking, was also here?
Wu Zheng’s face revealed an eager smile.
After killing Lin Yuan, the Empress position would be vacant, and having the Beauty Ranking’s second-place holder as the new Empress didn’t sound bad.
"Emperor, what has you in such high spirits?"
Beside him, Lin Yuan asked softly.
"Oh, nothing. I just remembered the Empress’s birthday is in a few days, and I was pondering how to celebrate it properly." Wu Zheng laughed heartily.
"I appreciate the Emperor remembering my birthday. I don’t need anything else, just having the Emperor by my side is enough." Lin Yuan, dignified and gracious, said elegantly.
"Empress!" Wu Zheng looked at her, the Emperor and Empress exchanged a tender gaze.
"Little Huang, look at how good the relationship between the Western Emperor and Empress is!"
From a distance in the viewing area, Yun Wu spoke to the Celestial Phoenix Maiden by her side.
"Chirp?"
At this moment, the Celestial Phoenix Maiden had transformed into a phoenix bird beast, while Zhou Ling’Er, also sitting beside them, commented with curiosity:
"Why do I feel like the Emperor and Empress are putting on an act?"
Yun Wu, surprised, said, "Really?"
Celestial Phoenix Maiden: "Chirp!"
Zhou Ling’Er clicked her tongue, "You two kids don’t understand!"
"Sister Ling’Er, you’re only two years older than me!"
"Chirp!"
"Enough, Senior Brother He is starting!"
Zhou Ling’Er excitedly pointed to a battle platform in the North District, "Wow, time to see some big muscles again!"
"North District, Gen Gui Number Fifth Match, Zhenyang Sect’s He Zhiqiu versus Thunder Sword Sect’s Chen Kui!"
Then, the judge’s voice sounded from the battle platform.
"He Zhiqiu? That scoundrel?!"
"What the hell, the scoundrel He Zhiqiu made it to the second round too?"
"Where are his four wives and concubines?"
"Four? I heard he has at least seven or eight!"
"Defeat the scoundrel He Zhiqiu!"
The surrounding male cultivators raised their voices in unison against him.
If Zheng Mulin was the type of hidden hypocritical scoundrel, then He Zhiqiu was the type of brazen, boundary-challenging scum.
Because even if Zheng Mulin was a scoundrel, he was only one to Yin Qiaoqin.
But He Zhiqiu was different; he was a scoundrel to multiple women simultaneously.
And these women were all famous fairies on the Beauty Ranking!
If such a person wasn’t eliminated, what future would the male cultivators have?!