210: Chapter 210 Official Announcement

As soon as those words were spoken, Xing Yaoyan's heart skipped a beat.

Although she had gradually adapted to her identity as a woman, there were still remnants of masculine thoughts in her Soul, and she hadn't expected to let a slip-up show in her speech this time.

However, her reaction was swift. She suddenly pulled her hand out of the boy's and, with lightning speed, grabbed the shoulder of the still-stunned boy and pulled him toward her.

"What... Qian Mo is this Young Miss's beauty, is there a problem?!"

Xing Yaoyan's cheeks were slightly flushed, but she still spoke with a forced air of dominance.

Because she was so flustered, she didn't use Voice Transmission for those words. Xiao Meng heard her too and immediately gaped in surprise once more.

Miss Xing Yan is indeed Miss Xing Yan, so assertive, so cool...

Hu Wang was also caught off guard. After looking at the white-haired girl's proudly raised head and then at the boy leaning against her shoulder with an expression of enjoyment, his mouth twitched again.

Qian Mo... where is your dignity as a man? Are you really content to be dominated by her?

He thought with frustration, completely failing to notice that he, currently lying in Xiao Meng's arms, might be even more of a "loser" than him...

However, after Xing Yaoyan's undisguised declaration, many other students were instantly drawn to them, casting their gazes toward this slightly secluded shade beneath the trees.

And then...

"Um... did I drink too much yesterday... the beauty Qian Mo is leaning on looks like Miss Xing Yan..."

"Holy crap! Look! It really is Miss Xing Yan!"

"No way! What's going on? What did you see?"

"Over there, over there! The Saintess of the Demon Race has 'fallen'!"

Some people even pulled out their phones.

"Hey! Bro! Stop sleeping, get to the Central Square, the awards venue! There's big news! Hurry!"

...

With a few people acting like megaphones, the news that "The Saintess of the Demon Race has been picked up by a human loser" began to spread like a virus, and the related topics grew exponentially.

The popularity of the topic instantly overshadowed the awards ceremony that the officials had been painstakingly promoting for days.

At the same time, the photo of Xing Yaoyan domineeringly pulling Qian Mo into her arms began to spread rapidly, climbing to the top of various trending lists.

Meanwhile, as the person involved, Xing Yaoyan was resting her chin on her hands, staring blankly at the distant scenery. She could feel the number of gazes projected toward her constantly increasing...

But she didn't care, because by daring to appear in the public eye with Qian Mo without any disguise, she had already made ample preparations.

After that kiss on the Wenqing Bridge sealed their love that night, she knew she could no longer escape her feelings. So, she had straightforwardly sent a tactful message to her direct superior, Tushan Qing, to test his attitude.

She had expected Tushan Qing to show shock, doubt, or even anger upon seeing her message. But she was wrong; Tushan Qing's reaction was unusually calm.

He simply sent a short message: "Don't forget your mission. As for the rest, do as you please; I will always support you."

That single sentence allowed Xing Yaoyan to drop all her burdens, and her heart was instantly filled with confidence.

What rank is Tushan Qing? A Ninth-tier Demon Emperor! Moreover, he is the King of the Kingdom of Myriad Demons. It's not just him; the entire Kingdom of Myriad Demons is backing me up, so why on earth should I be nervous?

Xing Yaoyan had also tactfully changed the subject and began to report the progress of the mission Tushan Qing had assigned her in detail, keeping business and pleasure separate. This was to tell him that she certainly wouldn't neglect the mission's progress because of her emotional affairs.

However, she was still sly enough not to tell him about her other two identities as a "Bridge of Worlds Partner" and a "Newly appointed Priestess of the Star Cult." After all, one must always keep a few trump cards to themselves...

Wait... why does this feel like a scene where a daughter finds a boyfriend and, because of their different statuses, specifically seeks her father's opinion...

Snapping out of her memories, Xing Yaoyan's body suddenly shuddered, and her expression became somewhat unnatural.

The boy beside her quickly noticed her small movement and hurriedly looked over with concern.

"I'm fine..."

Xing Yaoyan quickly responded with a reassuring look, a relieved yet helpless smile slowly appearing on her Face.

Forget it... who told me I really like him...

Just then...

"Qian Mo!!! You bastard!!!"

An exaggerated and goofy voice came from behind the two.

*Bang! Thud!*

Qian Mo didn't even turn his head; he just casually moved one hand behind him a few times. A blonde boy Face-planted and slid to the side, plowing a shallow furrow in the ground.

"Hmm? Lan-zi, you've actually reached the Fourth Tier too?"

Qian Mo's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

If he had reached it because of the System's boost, and Xiao Yan because of her own Bloodline and the Yao Race's resources, then Yun Lan's sudden Breakthrough seemed very strange. After all, even Xiao Meng, who seemed more talented and was assisted by a reincarnated Truth-Breaking Fox Demon, hadn't broken through yet...

But before he could think further, the blonde boy pounced on him.

"We agreed to stay single together forever! How could you betray your bro like this!"

As he spoke, he made a move to nuzzle into Qian Mo's arms.

And at that moment... a dense killing intent rushed straight to the top of his head.

I'm gonna die!!!

Driven by physical instinct, Yun Lan instantly froze in place. He mechanically turned his head to look at the white-haired girl beside Qian Mo, who seemed to still be focused on the distant scenery, and swallowed hard.

It seems I wasn't mistaken; it's the exact same feeling she gave me back then, except her aura is even stronger now...

"Hahaha... Xing (Yao)... Miss Xing Yan, sorry, I was too impulsive. I just feel that this kid Qian Mo is so unworthy—how could he be favored by a powerful beauty like you!"

Yun Lan said with a grin while rubbing the back of his head, a drop of cold sweat trickling down from his temple.

I almost let it slip... that was close...

Xing Yaoyan turned her head and sized up the laughing blonde boy in front of her. Her sixth sense told her there was something wrong with this guy.

However, it was just a feeling after all, and since he was Qian Mo's good friend, she had to give him some Face. So, she immediately nodded to Yun Lan with a smile.

"Hello, Yun Lan. But I must correct one thing: the two of us are mutually in love. There is no such thing as who is favored by whom. If you say he is lucky to be with me, then am I not just as lucky to be with him?"