Chapter 275 If the heart is like a leaky ladle, how dare one presume to receive the brilliance of the bright moon?
Qi Ran was struck dumb, her eyes filled with disbelief.
How could this be? The items from the system shop have never failed. Even if Wen Jin had no interest in her, these favorability items should have increased her favorability by half.
But why does it have no effect on him at all?
Qi Ran's pupils contracted in shock. She wanted to try again, but she had just used up all her points.
She composed herself, "Wen Jin, you..."
Wen Jin didn't give her a chance to speak at all. The Nine Spirits Netherfire tore through the air like a man-eating fiery dragon, rushing straight towards Qi Ran and Zhan Li behind her.
Fast! Too fast!
Qi Ran never expected that Wen Jin wouldn't even give her a moment to say a word. The moment the scorching heat of death enveloped her body, Qi Ran's scalp tingled, and she immediately drew out an earth-type card!
A transparent shimmering light swirled and unfolded in front of her, layering together to form a defensive barrier!
And it was at the very moment the card appeared—
Wen Jin's golden eyes, which were originally like a deep, icy pool, froze instantly!
It wasn't surprise, but a chilling rage as if its most sensitive nerve had been violated.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky; how dare the dust and mud reflect its light?
"Buzz—"
The roaring crimson-gold dragon was once again infused with a berserk will, and destructive energy erupted!
Snap! Sizzle—!
Qi Ran's defensive barrier only held out for a few seconds before collapsing layer by layer, vaporizing, and completely turning into fragments amidst a tooth-grinding cracking and twisting sound.
Just as the scorching waves were about to lick Qi Ran, a dark shadow suddenly crashed into her from the side at the critical moment!
"Pfft—"
"Sever the connection!!!"
The scorching ghostly fire fiercely grazed Zhan Li's arm, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He immediately used his other arm to pull Qi Ran into his embrace.
The two were like candied hawthorns strung together, and were slammed to the ground.
Qi Ran groaned softly, not bothering to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips, and immediately turned her head, "Zhan Li, Zhan Li, are you alright?"
"Cough cough..." Zhan Li shook his head.
This matter started because of him, so how could he let Ranran be implicated for no reason?
Wen Jin stood before the two, his black robes remaining spotless amidst the embers of the ghostly fire.
He looked at Zhan Li, who was protecting Qi Ran behind him, on the ground, his eyes filled with undisguised disgust.
Wen Jin raised his chin, his icy gaze like a knife scraping bone, each word chilling to the bone, "If your heart is like a leaky ladle, how dare you presume to receive the radiance of the bright moon?"
As the cold verdict struck the two, Wen Jin casually waved his hand from beneath his sleeve, and the ghostly flames reignited!
Qi Ran clenched her fists, never expecting that she would have to use her life-saving technique at this moment.
With a flick of the wrist, five cards immediately fell into the palm of the hand.
Just as it was about to be released, an immense, condensed power suddenly tore through the night from afar, arriving first and colliding violently with the ghostly fire!
Wen Jin paused slightly and turned to look at the person who had just arrived.
Young Master Mu Feng of Linfeng County.
"You mere half-step Nascent Soul cultivator... dare to stop me?"
"Demon Lord, please calm down. I will not stop the fight, but this place is not within the jurisdiction of my Linfeng County and has disturbed the peace of my citizens."
"If the Demon Lord wishes to fight, I will gladly accompany him outside the city."
"Wen Jin, stop fighting, stop fighting!" Rong Xing pulled Xi Wu's hand away. "I've calculated Hua Li's location, let's go!"
Tuowu's eyes widened. "How dare you! How could you speak the Lord's name like that... Hey, Lord, wait for me!"
He was about to follow when Wen Jin had already torn through space and left.
Looking back, Xiwu and Rongxing were no longer in their original positions.
Xi Wu looked at Mu Feng and pointed at Zhan Li, "He was the one who tried to attack first. We were just defending ourselves. I have witnesses."
Rong Xing immediately nodded, "I calculated that he would suffer a bloody disaster, but he didn't believe it and even tried to use violence. Fortunately, the Demon Lord Commander is kind-hearted and stopped him in time!"
Mu Feng: "......"
Xiwu made the final decision: "Find him for the inn's repair costs! We have other matters to attend to, so we cannot accompany you further."
Mu Feng turned to look at Zhan Li...
Fortunately, after a few breaths, his gaze refocused on Qi Ran. "Miss Ranran, are you injured?"
Qi Ran smiled wryly, "Thank you for your help, City Lord."
Mu Feng shook his head, "It's good that you're alright. There are still spiritual energy fluctuations ahead. You two should return to the inn first. I'll be right back."
On the other side.
Tuowu jogged to catch up with Xiwu, exclaiming in surprise, "That's it? They didn't lose money this time?!"
Xi Wu ignored him and was busy writing in the ledger.
Tuowu peered over. "Repair fee: two high-grade spirit stones; compensation for the shopkeeper's emotional distress: five mid-grade spirit stones; labor cost: thirty low-grade spirit stones...?" His eyes widened. "Why are you so meticulous in settling accounts for that bastard Zhanli?"
"Let him calculate it himself! Why should we help him? Besides, yours is clearly more than double!"
Xi Wu put down his pen, glanced at him indifferently, made a hand seal, and sent the paper flying straight towards Sunset City.
Tuowu slapped his thigh in a panic, "Oh dear, Xiwu, you sent it to the wrong place! Isn't that supposed to be for the expense reimbursement office in Sunset City? What? You not only helped him settle accounts, but you also helped him get reimbursed?"
Xi Wu: "..."
*
"well!"
Huali lay on the lotus platform, watching Lianzhuo meditating with his eyes closed beside her. It was almost midnight, and even someone like her, who usually slept very well, was suddenly experiencing insomnia.
She just rejected the young master's confession, and now she's doing Lian Zhuo.
Collecting trucks is no easy task, even for those who love collecting them.
Back when she was still a young girl, she was already a veteran anime and manga artist.
I usually like to watch reverse harem anime like "Harukanaru Toki no Naka de", "La Corda d'Oro", "Ouran High School Host Club", and "The Story of Saiunkoku".
At my most engrossed, every night before bed I would immerse myself in Ema from "Brothers Conflict" and write a thrilling little story.
But now that she has actually traveled through time, she has no such ambition at all.
What a joke! She hasn't even lit up her own star yet. Love without material security is just a pile of sand!
"Yes!" Ao Bai, finally unable to withstand the soul-summoning spell from the pear blossoms, nodded vigorously.
"Host, I wholeheartedly support your idea. How can one love a beautiful woman more than one's kingdom? Wouldn't that make one a king who brings about the downfall of his country?"
Huali glanced at the increasingly slow-moving dragon pearl above her head, yawned, and said, "Speaking of which, I just remembered. It's been so long, and apart from the little bird's water-type card which is still waiting for the quest, why is there no sign of the fifth star lighting up on the other four cards?"
When this was mentioned, Ao Bai was also puzzled, saying, "I'm worried too. Logically speaking, this is how it should be."
Huali, with one eye resting and the other keeping watch, said, "I've wanted to say this for a long time. Doesn't your system provide onboarding training? Your professional skills... are worrying..."
"Thinking about it carefully, I don't think I've ever actually seen what the headquarters looks like." Ao Bai scratched his chin with his hind foot.
"From the moment I became conscious, these were the only rules in my mind... I don't know anything else." Ao Bai was trying hard to recall when a "crack" sound, like an eggshell breaking, rang out from the depths of his memory.
Meow Meow King's hind legs stiffened. "!!! Holy crap, my head's split open!"
"Host, host!"
Before Ao Bai could speak again, a gentle hand lightly brushed across Hua Li's forehead.
After the curse was lifted, Lian Zhuo's eyes no longer showed pain and struggle, but rather an almost devout love.
No longer content with sitting to the side, he leaned forward slightly and gently embraced the girl from behind with elegant and restrained movements.
The familiar sandalwood scent made Huali's body relax unconsciously.
A smile flickered in Lian Zhuo's eyes. As she tightened her arms, she rested her chin on the top of Hua Li's head and then closed her eyes.
*
At the foot of the temple mountain, a storm was brewing.
"Click—"
The black wooden door was blasted open by a burst of violent spiritual energy, and a figure stepped in boldly in the moonlight.
Luo Chuan said nothing, only taking heavy, hurried steps as he ascended the stone steps of the ancient temple.
A strong wind carrying rain swept through the mountains, causing the copper bells on the eaves to tremble incessantly, and the hanging prayer flags to flutter and struggle violently, like startled birds.
The demon king stood on the steps, the moonlight outlining his taut jawline, but his face remained expressionless.
No roar, no charging up...
He simply raised his hand and placed it directly on the cold, heavy palace door.
"boom--"
The door, carrying the fishy smell of the mountain rain, suddenly swung open inwards!
As the ever-burning lamp on the Buddhist shrine went out, Luo Chuan slowly raised his extremely sinister eyes.
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