Leng Yan saw Jin Baocheng agreed and said calmly: "My criteria for choosing a partner are very simple.
First, I don’t like living things.
Second, I don’t like death.
Third, I don’t like men.
Fourth, I don’t like women.
Fifth, I don’t like people, demons, monsters, or ghosts.
Sixth, I don’t like fat people, thin people, or average-sized people.
Seventh, I don’t like people who are older than me, nor do I like people who are younger than me, and I especially don’t like people who are the same age as me.
Eighth, I don’t like people whose cultivation level is lower than mine, nor do I like people whose cultivation level is higher than mine, nor do I like people whose cultivation level is the same as mine.
Ninth, I don’t like things that can breathe, nor do I like things that can’t breathe.
Tenth, I don't like things in the sky, I don't like things on the ground, and I don't like things in the water. That's all, not much. I dare to ask if you meet these conditions?"
The surroundings were dead silent. Ruan Mengli, who saw all this from outside the secret realm, laughed so hard that tears came out. His laughter sounded particularly loud in the quiet environment.
At this time, Gong Cang's voice sounded in Ruan Mengli's mind: "If you laugh again, I will kill you." Ruan Mengli shut up instantly, but when he looked up and saw the people with sour faces on the platform, and thought of Leng Yan's standards for choosing a spouse, he couldn't help laughing again.
But with Gong Cang's threat, he didn't dare to laugh out loud, so Ruan Mengli's face turned red and his shoulders trembled.
The other people around didn't care about Ruan Mengli laughing at them. They were now looking at Leng Yan, whose eyes and eyebrows were cold, in the water mirror with a dazed look.
Leng Yan looked at the stunned crowd in front of him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Everyone came to their senses and laughed it off, saying it was nothing.
At this time, Jin Baocheng also reacted. He had always been arrogant since he was a child in the Liehuo Sect. Now he was humiliated by Leng Yan and was very angry.
He looked at Leng Yan angrily and said, "You dare to play tricks on me?" Leng Yan glanced at him indifferently and said, "So what if I play tricks on you?" Everyone felt relieved when they heard Leng Yan say that she was playing tricks on Jin Baocheng.
Jin Baocheng looked at Leng Yan and said, "It's your blessing that I like you. You actually rejected me without knowing what's good for you."
Leng Yan glanced at Jin Baocheng coldly. Jin Baocheng couldn't help but feel fear in his heart when he was looked at by her, but when he thought that Leng Yan was the most beautiful woman in the world of cultivation, he suppressed his fear and raised his head to look at Leng Yan.
Yes, he raised his head, because Leng Yan was about 1.78 meters tall, almost 18 meters tall, while Jin Baocheng was only about 1.5 meters tall.
Leng Yan couldn't help but sneer in her heart when she saw the fear in Jin Baocheng's eyes. She thought he was so bold, but this is the result.
Leng Yan looked at Jin Baocheng in front of her and said coldly: "My blessing? Then tell me why you are worthy of me. I am the direct disciple of the head of Qingyuan Sect and the eldest sister of Qingyuan Sect. I am the most talented and beautiful woman in the world of cultivation. I have reached the late stage of the spirit transformation at the age of seventeen. I am also the fifth princess of the Ming Dynasty. So I want to ask you, why are you worthy of me?"
Jin Baocheng's fingers were trembling as he pointed at Leng Yanqi. "I am the young master of the Liehuo Sect. How dare you speak to me like that?"
Leng Yan said, "The Fiery Flame Sect? I'm sorry I don't know them."
As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter suddenly rang out around them. Everyone outside the Secret Realm also laughed. The leader of the Fiery Flame Sect pointed at Qingyu and said, "Elder Qingyu, is this the upbringing of your Qingyuan Sect's eldest disciple?"
Qingyu opened his folding fan and fanned himself, saying, "Master Jin, please be more tolerant. After all, we only have a few direct disciples in the Qingyuan Sect, so it's inevitable that they are a little arrogant." Although Qingyu said the words of apology, there was no apology in his eyes.
Sect Leader Jin became furious when he saw Qingyu's indifferent look. He wanted to stand up but the other sect leaders on both sides pressed one of his shoulders and forced him to sit back down.
Sect Leader Jin stood up again, but was forced to sit down again by the two men. Gong Cang was still asking, "What's wrong with Sect Leader Jin? Why can't you stand up? Do you want me to help you?"
Upon hearing what Gong Cang said, Sect Leader Jin immediately calmed down and sat back down, but he kept his eyes fixed on Qingyu and the other two. Seeing this, Gong Cang asked again, "What's wrong with Sect Leader Jin? His eyes are so wide open. Does Sect Leader Jin have an eye disease?"
Sect Leader Jin withdrew his gaze. He was still afraid of Gong Cang. After all, everyone in the cultivation world knew that Gong Cang had mastered the art of witchcraft to perfection. He didn't dare to provoke him, fearing that Gong Cang would accidentally poison him and he would die without knowing how.
In the secret realm, Jin Baocheng was speechless after being told this by Leng Yan. At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the Qingyuan Sect disciples: "Big Sister, it is wrong for you to say that. Everyone is equal. Big Sister shouldn't say that to Fellow Daoist Jin."
Everyone looked over, wanting to know who said such stupid words. Leng Yan glanced over and saw that the person who spoke was Zhao Anran.
Zhao Anran's face was filled with fear, but his eyes revealed strength and stubbornness. He was clearly acting like a pitiful little white flower.
When Jin Baocheng heard that a disciple of Qingyuan Sect spoke for him, he immediately became confident again. He pointed at Zhao Anran and said to Leng Yan: "See, the disciples in your own sect can't stand your behavior."
Leng Yan glanced at Zhao Anran and replied nonchalantly, "Oh." Jin Baocheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Was Leng Yan's "Oh" enough to end it?
At this time, Leng Yan let the little rabbit out and held it in her arms. She stroked the rabbit's fur and said without raising her head, "You guys continue."
Jin Baocheng angrily pointed at Leng Yan and kept calling her "you, you, you." Zhao Anran bit her lower lip. She didn't expect that no one else would help her.
Jin Baocheng glanced around and saw that everyone looked like they were just watching a show. He pointed at the other disciples of the Fiery Flame Sect and scolded them, "What are you standing there for? Come and help us."
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