Chapter 130 Fame and Shit

The audience behind them pushed and shoved forward, as if they wanted to stretch their necks dozens of meters, while strongly demanding that the elders add more spirit screens and engaging in heated discussions!

"Shit? Holy crap, no wonder he's the Sword Master's personal disciple! He rolls out poop faster than a dung beetle, and it's rounder too!"

"I'm starting to feel sorry for Sword Master."

"Her name is Jiang Xianwan, right?"

"That's impressive hands-on skill!"

The spirit screen inside the cloud boat also projected real-time images, making the already eerie atmosphere even more bizarre.

Only Jiang Xingxing and Long Li showed identical expressions of fascination, their faces beaming with pride.

Jiang Xingxing: "So round."

Yu Xiaobai: "So big."

Black Tortoise: "...Big and round."

Fei Ling: "I think so too."

Four men: "...?"

Fei Ling rested her cheeks on her hands, gazing adoringly at the milky-white bone hairpin in Jiang Xianwan's hair. She shyly uttered a few words, her smile so sweet it was almost unbearable.

"So, her name is Wanwan."

His tender, affectionate voice immediately drew the attention of the five people, the fish, and the turtle.

The four men all turned their heads, their expressions anything but calm.

They were already at odds because of Jiang Xianwan and Jiang Xingxing, and these few words directly broke the eerie atmosphere.

The Demon Emperor is known for his unpredictable temperament and ruthless methods.

Upon seeing Jiang Xingxing, he smiled broadly, as if he were seeing his own son.

They were either shamelessly trying to get closer to Jiang Xingxing, or gazing at the Southern Border Squad with shy and flirtatious expressions...

To be precise, look at Jiang Xianwan.

They even showed a proud and smug little expression.

They didn't even glance at their own Demon Realm team!

If you didn't know better, you'd think Jiang Xianwan was his wife and Jiang Xingxing was his son!

Feng Huixue clenched her fists so tightly that they cracked, and the blue veins on the back of her hands bulged out.

He glared at the location of the Southern Border Squad within the Void Ancient Realm, gritting his teeth.

You shameless woman who flirts with every man you see, how many more wild men are you going to bring him here!

He hasn't even fully secured his status yet, and so many rivals have already appeared in his life. They're growing like bamboo shoots after a rain!

In just half a day, Feng Huixue was utterly certain of the situation.

Not only Di Yin, but also Hua Buxiu and Yun Weize's attitudes toward Jiang Xingxing, as well as their micro-expressions when looking at the Southern Border Team, clearly showed that they all harbored shameless little thoughts toward Jiang Xianwan!

Especially Hua Buxiu, he actually disregarded the taboo between master and disciple!

Disgusting!

Aside from Su Qingliu and the other two, Jiang Xianwan hasn't explained Jiang Xingxing's identity to anyone yet.

Even if Hua Buxiu and Yun Weize could see it, Hua Buxiu's meticulous care for Jiang Xingxing was barely reasonable, but Yun Weize shouldn't have acted like that!

What's most infuriating is Fei Ling, that shameless little bitch, who doesn't even know how to write the word "shame."

His ambition to climb the social ladder is written all over his face!

The wind and snow made my liver ache with a spasmodic pain.

Di Yin pursed his lips and silently observed the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth.

Wanwan... was bitten by him.

Or... the wind returns to the snow.

Or perhaps, both of them are her people.

Yun Weize slowly curled his fingers, closing them completely, his heart filled with an increasingly unsettling feeling.

Jiang Xianwan has had six men, and now, he really... believes most of them.

A subtle ripple stirred deep within Hua Buxiu's eyes. He lifted his eyelashes, glanced over expressionlessly, and asked in a low, enigmatic voice, "What did you say?"

A terrifying atmosphere seemed to be about to erupt on the cloud boat, while the guide on the tree branch was still happily shaking the branch and exclaiming loudly, "How many days must it have taken to accumulate this!"

"Holy crap! At the dung beetle's insistence, Jiang Xianwan pulled out another huge lump! Look! Jiang Xianwan is rolling dung into a ball again!"

"Xiuyan has also made a move!"

"Oh ho! He Weiyu has also joined the exciting group dung ball competition!"

In the spirit screen, Su Qingliu wore a world-weary face, casually... earnestly scrubbing poop.

"Do they want to compete with dung beetles to see who can make the biggest and roundest dung ball, just to humiliate the dung beetles to death?"

"If we look at it this way... Jiang Xianwan, she... won!"

Xu Yanzhou felt everything go black before his eyes, his eyes rolled back, and he wished he could faint on the spot.

The two sect leaders of Tianqing Sect and Daoming Sect coughed violently, their eyes brimming with helpless and desperate tears. "Sect Leader Xu... are you sure she really doesn't... have anything on her mind?"

"The Southern Territory... is it absolutely necessary to excrete shit?"

Xu Yanzhou: "..."

"Elder Tie, what do you say?"

Elder Tie: "...Maybe, a little bit." (A tiny fraction of a percent)

What dung ball! Pills! Pills! Those are pills!

Don't even mention that you can't see any humans, demons, or monsters in this vast expanse!

They actually smeared their Taixu Sect and the entire Southern Territory!

Wu Miao was trying so hard to suppress her laughter, and her hand holding the teacup was trembling slightly.

Jiang Xianwan was unaware of everything that had happened outside of the Void Ancient Realm.

If she knew that her famous battle in the Xuan Gu Continent was because of a pile of dung, she would never have rubbed shit in front of the Two Realms and Three Domains!

Later, when the topic came up, it brought back a flood of bitter tears.

I don't know which damned person wrote a book called "Jiang Xianwan's Famous Shit".

She couldn't predict the future, and she was having a great time rubbing the cloth.

Holding a huge ball of dung, it gave a loving smile to the largest dung beetle king.

“Baby, do you want it? Then let your… uh, let them scatter.”

She pointed to a group of dung beetles frantically picking up droppings from around Lin Yujin, who was vomiting and wiping herself up.

The dung beetle king stared at the dung ball with a dreamy and longing look, impatiently stretching out his forelegs: I want it! I want it—!

He immediately ordered the dung beetles to disperse.

Beyond the Void Ancient Realm, watching a group of dung beetles fighting fiercely over a few enormous dung balls, the audience fell into a breathtaking silence.

Someone said in a low, solemn voice, "The direct disciple of the Taixu Sect is truly... terrifying as shit."

Elder Tie of Xu Yanzhou: "..." At this moment, they really wanted to die.

"Wait a minute." Su Qingliu suddenly lifted her eyelashes, and her friends immediately fell silent.

There's some noise.

Viewers outside the venue naturally noticed this scene as the scenery in the North and South began to gradually overlap.

Unexpectedly, two small teams have run into each other so quickly, especially since the two sides have a relatively friendly relationship.

The guide, perched on a tree branch, gestured wildly, his voice growing increasingly impassioned, "My God! We've only been inside a short while, and the North and South have already clashed!"

Will they fight?

"I don't think so. They'll probably reach a consensus and send the Three Domains out first!"

"Let's keep our eyes peeled and wait and see!"

"Huh? Why is Jiang Xianwan starting to fight with dung beetles for dung balls?"

Jiang Xianwan said something to his friends, then rushed forward, stepping on a ball of dung.

He gestured with both hands, "Do you want a dung ball this big?"

The dung beetle couple: "...?"

"Then follow my instructions."

The commentator excitedly pounded a tree trunk, "Seriously, I really don't understand. Compared to the North and the Three Realms, the South is simply outrageous."

"And what is Jiang Xianwan planning to do?"

"Feel free to make your own guesses."