Chapter 139 Wen Jin Arrives, Jealousy Burns in His Heart
Karin was taken aback, unsure of what to say to warm up the atmosphere, when the three of them nodded slightly and began to play a tune on their own.
Without any explicit words or exaggerated movements, Karin, who was initially a little nervous, gradually began to relax in the sound of the piano.
Tang Wanwan explained, "The one playing the zither is Zhu Bai, the one playing the flute is Ran Mo, and the one playing the pipa at the end is Feng Ran. They are all top-notch musicians in Chunxiaowu. They can play whatever you want to hear."
Huali looked at each item in the order Tang Wanwan introduced them. She didn't know much about music, but she thought they sounded quite nice.
Tang Wanwan nudged her with her elbow and whispered, "How is it? Pretty, right?"
Huali nodded. The three of them were indeed pleasing to the eye, matching all the imaginings of "handsome men".
Perhaps because the people around her were all so good-looking, she was beautiful but not stunning.
But listening to a tune does relieve stress, and Ao Bai had already been drinking sake with his head down as soon as he entered.
He lay sprawled on the mat, his tail swaying leisurely to the rhythm of the music, like a spoiled old cat.
After relaxing, Huali poured herself a full glass of wine. "Is there a pattern to the teleportation after the Dream Realm opens? This is my first time participating, so I have no experience. Could you explain it to me?"
Tang Wanwan waved her hand dismissively, "Oh, it's alright, I'll go with you through this trial."
Karin: "? With me?"
"That's right! I've already talked to Senior Brother Ziyan about it, and we'll be doing this together. How about it, aren't you touched?"
Seeing that Tang Wanwan was serious, Huali suddenly felt a little flustered. "You don't need to worry about me. Didn't you say before that the various sects would be integrating their resources? It's definitely not as convenient for you to stay in the sect as it is for you to come with me."
Tang Wanwan shook her head, "It's alright. I'm only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, so I have no chance of winning first place. As for those spiritual treasures, I don't lack any. I'll just treat it as training."
Seeing Huali hesitate, she immediately raised her eyebrows and asked, "Or do you not want to team up with me?"
"No, absolutely not! I'd be thrilled if you could join me!" Who would want to fight monsters alone all the time if they had company?
She always had to go to the toilet with someone when she was in school.
Tang Wanwan gave her a look that said, "That's more like it," and added, "I'll keep an eye on you so you don't flirt around."
Huali muttered, "? You make me sound like a pervert, but I'm really a pure and innocent virgin."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a soft, suppressed laugh came from the other end of the line.
Huali looked up and saw Fengran, who was holding a pipa, looking at her with a smile.
"I'm sorry to bother you, I just thought the fairy was... very cute, and I couldn't help myself."
Seeing that Feng Ran was about to get up and apologize, Hua Li quickly waved her hand, "It's okay, it's okay. I should thank you for praising me. You're very cute too."
She gave a thumbs up.
Just then, a loud "bang" shattered the harmony in the room.
As the music abruptly stopped, a furious female voice pierced through the door, "I booked this Tingxue Pavilion half a month ago. Today, I'll see who has such a big face!"
"Please don't be angry, Fairy. Pinzhu Pavilion is empty right now. Please move to another room." A gentle male voice came from outside the door. "This place has been reserved by Fairy Tang."
"Huh? Tang Wanwan?" Upon hearing this name, the female cultivator immediately let out a strange laugh, like a poison needle dipped in honey. "Who do we have here? It turns out to be the precious daughter of the Spirit Sword Sect's leader."
The people outside the door exchanged knowing smiles. "Tsk tsk tsk, throwing around elixirs and magic treasures like they're free, yet their cultivation level is still stuck at the mid-Golden Core stage... utterly hopeless!"
"Don't say that, or Mo Ziyan's sword will come at you, hahaha."
"It must be tough on Mo Ziyan, having to coax this young lady every day..."
Huali subconsciously looked at Tang Wanwan, waiting for her to give the order so she could go out and fight with her.
However, after three seconds... five seconds... the hot-tempered Tang Wanwan remained seated.
The little girl stood ramrod straight, like a jade bamboo in the wind and snow. She waved her hand dismissively when she heard this, saying, "I've heard that kind of talk too many times. I just treat it as nonsense."
Hua Li paused, as if she wanted to say something, but Tang Wanwan suddenly slammed her cup on the table and picked up the wine pot. "Come on, let's drink until we drop!"
She tapped the communication stone on the table, "Bring me ten more jars of wine!"
*
Beneath the Chunxiaowu Tower, two figures, one tall and one short, stood like two silent stone statues.
Tuowu, fanning himself with his large hand, gripped the hem of his clothes, his thick, dark eyebrows now furrowed into a knot. "Why don't I just charge in and bring them out?"
Xiwu reached out to stop him for the eighth time, "Wait."
Tuowu's eyes widened like saucers. "Wait? You'll be happy when they actually kiss!"
Xi Wu stared at him with dead fish eyes, "If you go in and tie her up now, you'll be next."
Just as Tuowu was about to open his mouth to refute, the air suddenly distorted.
Their expressions changed, and they turned around at the same time.
Sizzle—
A faint sound of space tearing rang out, and a slender, pale hand slowly emerged from the crack.
The dark, black brocade robe fluttered without wind, and Wen Jin's movements were extremely slow, yet his composure carried a suffocating sense of oppression.
As his entire body emerged from the crack, his handsome yet cold and lifeless face was also fully exposed to the broken light.
*
Inside Tingxue Pavilion, an exquisite jade pot was tilted over, its spout dripping amber-colored liquor, filling the air with a sweet aroma.
The two people and the cat were completely drunk.
The gentlemen who had been elegantly playing the piano at first had already stepped in and skillfully soothed the drunkard.
Hua Li clung to the table leg, heartbroken, "Waaah, my spirit stones! How come all the spirit stones in this room are fake?"
Feng Ran looked at the girl's rosy cheeks and beautiful eyes, and his smile deepened. "Fairy, get up first, I'll take you to find the spirit stones."
"You are..." Karin struggled to open her eyes, which were tinged with the smell of alcohol, her long eyelashes sticking together wetly. "Hiccup! Who is it?"
Feng Ran was amused by the other person's childish behavior and helped him sit up straight. "I am Feng Ran, a musician from Chunxiaowu. Have you forgotten?"
Huali nodded absentmindedly, "Oh right, they're listening to music and looking at the handsome young man."
What's this person doing here? It seems like tipping is common in upscale restaurants.
Just as Feng Ran was about to speak again, the girl in front of him suddenly began rummaging through her storage bag. She first took out a mid-grade spirit stone and immediately put it back, then picked up a low-grade spirit stone and glanced at him somewhat shyly.
Finally, after pursing his lips as if making a great decision, he reluctantly handed over the mid-grade spirit stone again, saying, "...You played very well...Here's a tip."
Not only Feng Ran, but even Zhu Bai and Ran Mo couldn't help but laugh.
If someone else had done this, it would have seemed somewhat humiliating, but this girl's actions only made her seem adorable.
Feng Ran's thoughts stirred slightly. "Fairy, please accept this. I don't want the spirit stones."
Upon hearing this, Hua Li immediately threw the spirit stone back into her Qiankun bag without hesitation. "Then what do you want as a tip? I don't have any gold or silver jewelry."
Feng Ran thought for a moment, then took out her communication stone. "How about we add each other as friends?"
*
Tuowu and Xiwu knelt on one knee on the ground, their heads bowed low, but cold sweat poured down their backs.
"My lord."
Wen Jin's dark golden pupils were even deeper than the night. He slowly raised his head, fixing his gaze precisely and firmly on the direction of Tingxue Pavilion on the third floor, and suddenly a cold, indifferent smile appeared on his face.
It was as if a ferocious beast, which had been sleeping for countless ages, was unconsciously revealing its most primal ferocity before awakening.
The next second, he moved.
Without teleportation or shrinking the distance, the moment Wen Jin slowly stepped into the hall, his Nascent Soul stage Sumeru Domain unfolded without warning.
Except for Tingxuexuan, all the noise came to an abrupt halt.
The unfilled wine bottles hung suspended in mid-air, and people's playful and flirtatious gestures froze on the spot.
The people in the hall couldn't even scream; they could only freeze in their previous poses, watching helplessly as the figure in black passed through the hall.
Tap...tap...tap...
The Demon Lord ascended the steps, his dark robes sweeping across the smooth wooden staircase. He approached silently as the girl uttered the word "tip."
Like a lurking beast arriving at the door of its prey's den.
Huali blinked. "Add me as a friend?"
"But……"
Before he could finish speaking, a powerful spiritual force swept over him with overwhelming force.
The moment the carved wooden door turned to dust, Huali still maintained the posture of facing Fengran.
Startled, the two turned to look at each other.
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