[Quick Transmigration + Male Protagonist Perspective + No CP + All Unrequited Love + Versatile Personas]
The chaos-loving prankster, the Succubus Lans, sets out on a new journey once again. P...
Chapter 326 Extra Chapter: Viewing Space 7
Unaware of the "bloodshed" unfolding on the outside sky, the viewing space was eerily quiet.
The group watched Yang Jian's (not really) love affair in silence, imagining it in their own minds.
Even Yang Jian himself lost confidence and began to doubt himself. This really didn't seem like acting; who puts on a show for five hundred years? But it wasn't acting; it meant that Yang Jian genuinely hadn't realized it and had misunderstood for five hundred years.
I feel that either possibility is embarrassing.
The sense of impending death transferred from Wukong to Yang Jian. He didn't care anymore, he was resigned to his fate, and he wouldn't explain anymore. He wanted to see what other trouble "he" could cause.
"To be honest, I think this Third Princess is quite nice, but I was mindful of your feelings before. Since you're not interested, what do you think about me introducing her to the Great Golden Crow?"
It was a rare occasion for her to appear on screen for an extended period, so the Queen Mother couldn't help but observe her closely.
This observation made her heart pound. Yaochi was still Yaochi, and the Queen Mother was still the Queen Mother, but wasn't the Queen Mother meddling too much? Had the God of Justice become her subordinate? And what about the Jade Emperor?
Is this supposed to be a power grab, really going to such lengths?
The Queen Mother's breathing became rapid; she couldn't tell whether she was excited or uneasy.
Sun Wukong glanced at her thoughtfully, his mischievous thoughts stirring within him.
No rush, no rush, the next one is the Queen Mother. He wants to see how the Queen Mother of that world seized power, and whether he can apply it to his world. It would be quite interesting to see the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother fighting amongst themselves.
Wow, today is another wise day. No wonder he's the Monkey King!
"Why...are you stopping me?"
"What I'm trying to say is, if... if Cunxin wants to get married, she needs to find a suitable partner. Someone who is usually cold and doesn't care about people isn't suitable for her, someone who only cares about cultivation won't do either, someone with too complicated family relationships or too many younger brothers won't do either..."
"Who is really incapable?"
"The Great Golden Crow won't do!"
"Tsk tsk tsk," Sun Wukong couldn't help but shake his head, "Yang Jian, Yang Jian, who's really incompetent?"
Yang Jian's eyebrows twitched, and he subconsciously touched his mouth. It wasn't hard at all, so why was he pretending?
"Then who should I consider?"
"Consider...me."
"Think of me—" *2
Sun Wukong and Nezha didn't miss any opportunity to mock Yang Jian, and their imitations were more exaggerated than the last, making Yang Chan's lips twitch.
To be clear again, there's no way she could be interested in Nezha; that's too naive!
Next, Yang Jian, now with a mouth, made rapid progress, soon reaching the stages of confessing his feelings, spending time together, and even getting married.
At the wedding banquet, Ao Run hugged a wine jar and cried loudly, "You should have said so earlier! You should have said you'd marry me if I became the Dragon King, and I would have given it to you... Waaah, did I have to get a beating from my father before we could get married? Don't I, the Dragon King of the West Sea, have any dignity?"
Beyond the sky, Ao Run held Ao Guang and cried loudly, "I don't agree! I don't agree! I don't agree to this marriage!"
"That's enough, that's enough. My voice is hoarse from shouting, but people can't hear me anyway."
Ao Guang was speechless. Did he really have to be the eldest brother? He really wanted to throw the third brother out!
"Waaaaah, no way..." Ao Run looked at himself in the sky, gritting his teeth, "I'm going to be the West Sea Dragon King for life! In short, my precious daughter can't marry him!"
“Perhaps you won’t think that way in a few thousand years,” Ao Qin tried to persuade him, but this only fueled Ao Run’s anger again.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Ao Shun sneered, "Why is it impossible? Didn't you agree on the sky screen? You couldn't wait!"
"That's because he's old and his eyesight is failing! Bah!"
Ao Shun gave a thumbs up: "Third Brother, you're ruthless! Even you're cursing yourself."
"Waaaaah, my heart is breaking..."
Ao Guang was about to be driven deaf by Ao Bing's wailing when he grabbed Ao Bing from his arms and shoved him into Ao Run's arms: "Alright! Stop crying! If you're feeling down, look at Ao Bing! At least Cun Xin didn't lose his life!"
Ao Bing: "??" Father, is your love so short-lived?
...
"Is this even possible? A rival has appeared, and the Third Princess still hasn't won her over!"
Seeing Ao Bing mocking him on the screen, Nezha gritted his teeth in hatred: "Ao Bing, why didn't they beat you up in that world?"
Nezha, who was full of complaints and had nowhere to vent them, didn't even have time to say much before "Erlang's Love Diary" ended with his inner monologue.
Yang Chan is the woman I've chosen to be my wife, and I will never let her go! I'm determined to marry her!
"I..." Nezha's face turned red with embarrassment. At this moment, he walked towards the black screen, and suddenly the conversation between Yang Jiao and Wukong reappeared.
"Dad, why does Uncle Nezha have that expression?"
"Oh, you're dreaming."
"Dreaming? What kind of dreams do you have during the day?"
"Yeah, what kind of dream could make you so inflated during the day?"
"Hahaha..." Sun Wukong burst into laughter. He didn't care about the advantage he gained from calling Nezha. He really liked Yang Jiao, his father, more and more. Couldn't he just conjure up a different one for him?
"Sun Wukong!"
Nezha was furious! He just couldn't understand why he was the one who ended up losing face in Yang Jian's story.
Why would I call you grandpa?
Sun Wukong leaned back arrogantly on the sofa, showing no fear of Nezha's wrath.
"You, you, you..."
Nezha was stuck for a while. Being young, he was naturally confused and flustered by the situation and didn't know how to refute it.
Yang Chan, on the other hand, calmed down and realized that not only was the world being projected on the screen different from hers, but even at this moment, Nezha, who was in the same space as her, was not from the same world.
After the movie ended, they all had their own different lives, and there was no need to dwell on these things.
"Will it continue playing next? What's next?"
Yang Chan suddenly spoke up, diverting everyone's attention. Sun Wukong said with great interest, "Next up is the Queen Mother's diary of seizing power. I, Old Sun, am really looking forward to it!"
The Queen Mother's eyes flickered, but she remained silent.
Now that he had calmed down, Yang Jian frowned slightly as he looked at the Queen Mother and suddenly had a question: "When we introduced ourselves earlier, we mentioned what time period we arrived. What about you, Queen Mother? What were you doing before you came here?"
The Queen Mother remained silent, and the situation suddenly became deadlocked.
Nezha, who was no longer in the spotlight, seemed a little uneasy and a little aggrieved. Yang Chan's reaction was too mild. Are all adults this calm?
"Let's wait and see."
The Queen Mother changed the subject, and the next chapter began to play on the screen.
Just as Sun Wukong said, the seven characters "Queen Mother's Diary of Seizing Power" appeared on the screen, followed by the Queen Mother's proud and steady voice.