"Ugh, I know," Mo Yun'er said impatiently.

She already knew about this.

So what if he likes a female cultivator? It's perfectly normal for a man like Yan Qing, who became famous at a young age, is powerful, and handsome, to have several women he likes and several confidantes.

She knew but didn't care.

She liked this person, so naturally she would try her best to win him over. Her elaborate preparations today were surely meant to impress him and let him know she was different from those other ordinary women.

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On the other side

Shang Yanting arrived with a raccoon.

Although Yimeng Academy's ship was of lower grade than theirs, it was larger and more luxuriously decorated. The ship was filled with young boys and girls, as well as numerous servants and disciples. This thing didn't look like it was going to eliminate the Sons of Annihilation at all; it looked more like it was going on vacation.

As soon as they arrived, a special disciple came to greet them. He led them to the inner part of the magical artifact, which was also the reception area of ​​Yimeng Academy.

Besides Shang Yanting, they also invited other forces that were going to the demonic cultivation territory.

However, among everyone, Shang Yanting held the highest position. Naturally, he sat in the most prestigious seat with the best view.

Upon seeing him arrive, all the cultivators rose to greet him. Shang Yanting was already quite adept at handling such situations; he held the magical beast in his arms and nodded gently to those around him.

However, unlike the approachable and gentle nature of Bai Yu Zhenjun, Yan Qing's gentleness was filled with a sense of distance.

He exudes gentleness, yet one cannot ignore his status and the gap between oneself and him. Despite being excessively young, he commands awe from the group of centenarians around him.

That's just the kind of person he is!

Mo Yun'er was completely captivated by him. The moment Yan Qing entered, her gaze never left him.

Shang Yanting sat down in his seat.

He doesn't even need to socialize with anyone at this gathering; everyone will come to socialize with him.

At the same time, they discussed how to deal with the demonic cultivators once they arrived in the demonic territory, and how to capture the Son of Annihilation.

Shang Yanting merely listened to them, rarely offering his own opinions. He knew that no matter how well he spoke now, they wouldn't be very cooperative once they reached the demonic cultivators' territory.

Each faction acts independently.

Just as everyone was discussing enthusiastically, an elderly cultivator from Yimeng Academy suddenly stood up, raised his wine cup, and said to the cultivators around him, "Fellow Daoists, the road to the demonic cultivation territory is treacherous and the future is unknown."

But for the sake of peace for the next few hundred years of martial arts cultivation, everyone was resolute and fearless, making them role models among martial arts practitioners.

To boost morale and to pray for a brighter future, I, Mo Yun'er, a cultivator from Yimeng Academy and a descendant of Daoist Hongyun, present a dance: Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens!

"A descendant of Daoist Hongyun?!"

Clearly, most of those present knew who Mo Hongyun was.

The only Martial Saint in the martial arts realm.

The most outstanding martial arts practitioners.

Just those four words alone are enough to make everyone respect Yoon-ah.

"good!"

"Okay, okay!"

Everyone applauded, eager to see the demeanor of this descendant of Mo Hongyun. Jia Xitong, nestled in Shang Yanting's arms, also looked towards the empty space in the hall.

Bang--!

With the sound of a leather drum, the dance began.

A huge drum, painted in red and green, hung in the air. Two female nuns, their robes flowing, flew out from either side of the drum.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

The raccoon... I'm about to lose my head looking away!

Seeing that she was about to lean back, Shang Yanting simply picked her up and changed her into a more comfortable viewing position.

Bang--!

With a deep clang of animal bones, a woman in a bright red dancing dress appeared. Red ribbons flew in the air, and the drumbeats intensified.

The woman dances gracefully against the backdrop of a large drum.

The cultivators below stared in disbelief.

Jia Xitong, sitting in the best viewing seat in the entire theater, was completely stunned.

Seeing the reactions of the cultivators below, Mo Yun'er's face gained confidence and pride. Her gaze was fixed on the man she admired, and then she leaped down towards him.

Then... I send you a blessing kiss.

not good!

There's an assassin!

The raccoon really liked her dance, and was even so engrossed in it that he couldn't help but sway his feet to the beat of her drums.

However, as the woman bent down and rushed towards their position, and as she pouted her fiery red lips, the raccoon's rival-hunting radar immediately activated.

How could someone else kiss her, the host of hers!

The next second, the raccoon flapped its wings and flew away incredibly fast, buzzing as it did so. It stretched out its front paws to block the girl's savage mouth from approaching—

Protect, my dearest host!

The scene fell silent.

Mo Yun'er was unhappy because her carefully prepared plans were ruined by a monster;

The people from Yimeng Academy were angry because Mo Yun'er had acted on her own initiative and did something so outrageous after she had already been allowed to dance and express herself.

As for the others... they were just watching the show.

Dean Yan Qing of Dingtian Academy is indeed incredibly charming, attracting such a young and beautiful female cultivator to throw herself into his arms. Even more unexpected was Mo Yun'er's boldness in kissing a man in public.

As expected of a descendant of a great master, he has produced a fine successor.

Surprisingly, Yan Qing was the most composed person on site.

He took out a white handkerchief and wiped the raccoon's hand that had been covering its mouth, then picked up the raccoon and stood up.

"Thank you for your hospitality, fellow Daoists of Yimeng Academy. Next, let's discuss how to deal with the demonic cultivators. Capturing the Child of Annihilation is more important. We don't need to hold gatherings like today for the time being. I have other important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first."

He spoke slowly, making no mention of what had happened just moments before, but his actions seemed to say it all.

Shang Yanting is the important guest today.

He left, and naturally, the other people who came to see him wouldn't stay either.

The main character leaves, and the supporting characters depart.

The gathering, which they had meticulously prepared in the hope of letting all the cultivators see the attitude of Yimeng Academy, did not achieve the effect they had hoped for at all.

On the contrary, it was Mo Yun'er who caused Yimeng Academy to lose face for the second time.

"Yun'er, why didn't you listen to what I told you before?"

The female cultivator who had been following her couldn't help but say, perhaps because her voice was a bit loud, causing tears to well up in Mo Yun'er's eyes, "I didn't mean anything by it at the time. I just designed a gesture of holding blessings, but who knew that everyone would misunderstand it."

How could an unmarried girl like me do something like throwing myself into someone's arms? It was all because of that little beast beside Yan Qing that everyone around us misunderstood me.

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face like pearls from a broken string. "What am I going to do now, Aunt Sun! It's so embarrassing!"

---Aside---

Goodnight everyone!

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