67: Chapter 67 Searching for the Demon

The trio of dine-and-dashers stopped in a shaded area far away from Juxian Restaurant.

Xing Yaoyan and Leng Xiaoyue were fine; aside from the excitement of skipping the bill, they didn't feel any discomfort. The little loli Ying Linglong, however, was a different story.

She was currently leaning forward with her hands on her knees, gasping heavily for breath.

“Ha... ha... you guys ran so fast I almost couldn't breathe. Don't you know one of your steps equals two of mine? And, Sister Yan... how can you run so fast in that white robe without tripping over your feet...?”

“Haha... sorry about that, Little Sister Linglong. I was so excited just now that I only thought about charging forward and forgot I was still holding your hand...”

Xing Yaoyan rubbed the back of her head somewhat apologetically.

As for the clothing issue, it wasn't actually hard to explain. After all, this white robe was something she had manifested naturally upon her transformation.

Therefore, not only was the clothing form-fitting, but it could also adjust in real-time to her movements according to her thoughts. Thus, there was no chance of her tripping over her feet.

“Sister Yan, ignore her. It's just that her strength is too weak; she can't blame anyone else.”

“Leng Xiaoyue! Would it kill you to not mention my weak strength for once?!”

“You are weak, that's a fact. And if we had run any slower, we...”

Wait!

The youth suddenly realized a strange problem.

By all logic, at a high-level establishment like Juxian Restaurant, how could a few small second and third-rank demons like them have escaped so easily?

“Hey, Little Sister Linglong, weren't we talking about the mission earlier? Do you know where the other prodigies of the Imperial Family are right now?”

The White Wolf Girl's sudden question interrupted Leng Xiaoyue's train of thought.

“Sister Yan... I wanted to tell you before, searching like this directly in the Imperial City won't yield any results. I don't know many of them either, and their heads are filled with nothing but Cultivation; they're always so elusive...”

Ying Linglong seemed to have caught her breath, her tone carrying a helpless sigh.

“Sister Yan, why are you looking for the Imperial Family's prodigies?”

Leng Xiaoyue immediately cast his previous suspicions aside, his heart filled with curiosity about Xing Yaoyan's question.

After all, although she hadn't reached the third rank, she was able to defeat him as a third-ranker, and he himself was considered one of the Imperial Family's prodigies.

Then was there a possibility...?

“I'm just looking to fight them and then win against them.”

As expected!

Upon hearing this answer—one he had anticipated but dared not believe—the entire demon youth instantly became excited.

In his eyes, Xing Yaoyan's entire being radiated the brilliance unique to the strong.

It seemed he hadn't been wrong to acknowledge this Sister Yan!

She wanted to fight all the prodigies right after arriving at the Imperial City?

Arrogant! But so cool!

Although using the word 'cool' on such a great beauty seemed a bit inappropriate, for some reason, Leng Xiaoyue felt the White Wolf Girl was incredibly cool after saying those words.

“Ahem... if Sister Yan wants to find people, I can provide a little help...”

Xing Yaoyan's eyes instantly lit up.

It seems acknowledging this little brother wasn't for nothing...

In truth, her heart had long been itching with desire for the mysterious grand prize Tushan Qing mentioned. After all, he was the sovereign of a nation; the grand prize he spoke of would surely be better than anything she had seen before.

Those whatever-whatever Imperial Family prodigies, just obediently become the stepping stones on my path to getting the grand prize... Jie jie jie...

“That's great, sorry to trouble you!”

Looking at the pretty face that suddenly leaned in close due to excitement, Leng Xiaoyue felt a slight blush amidst his astonishment.

Fortunately, as a Young Master of the Imperial Family, he didn't actually lose his composure because of her beauty.

He took a small step back and then cleared his throat.

“Before I left the Arena today, I saw Ying Dian and Qing Cuiyun Cultivating inside. If we go in now, we should be able to find them.”

“Fantastic!”

Xing Yaoyan clenched her fists impatiently, making a 'crack-crack' sound as her knuckles popped.

“But where is the Arena?”

Watching the White Wolf Girl's actions, the corners of Leng Xiaoyue's mouth twitched violently.

Sister Yan's movements are too much like a man's... but then again, she is a demon from outside the Kingdom of Myriad Demons; no one has taught her the etiquette of a lady...

“Meow! I know this!”

Ying Linglong finally found a chance to interject, wanting to show off a bit in front of Xing Yaoyan.

“The Arena is on the west side of the Imperial City, so we just need to head west and look for a big rectangular building!”

Just as she was about to pull Xing Yaoyan toward the west, Leng Xiaoyue stepped forward and gave her a direct flick to the forehead.

“Leng Xiaoyue! Why did you hit me?!”

Ying Linglong clutched her head, opening her mouth angrily to reveal two sharp canine teeth.

“Little Linglong, why don't you take a look at what's behind you?”

“I told you, I'm not little. And behind me is just Sister Yan... and... and the rectangular...”

Ying Linglong turned around as she spoke. She discovered that behind her was indeed a massive rectangular building; it turned out the shadow covering the spot where they stood was cast by this very building.

Seeing the cat-eared loli's embarrassed look, Leng Xiaoyue felt another surge of secret satisfaction.

“So what if I call you Little Linglong? You can't beat me anyway.”

“You're making me so mad, you... you...”

In the end, Ying Linglong didn't say the word 'dog.' After all, she had an agreement with Leng Xiaoyue from before: whoever had the bigger fist got to give the other a nickname.

Thus, she had to swallow her anger, and for the first time, a strong desire for power arose in her heart.

“Eh? What are you two still standing there for? Let's go!”

The White Wolf Girl had somehow already moved dozens of meters away from the bickering pair.

She was waving her hand at them.

“Meow! Sister Yan! Wait for me!”

Ying Linglong glared fiercely once more at the youth with the slightly curled lip, then hurriedly ran toward the White Wolf Girl.

“Leng Xiaoyue! Are you coming?”

Seeing the youth still standing in place, Xing Yaoyan continued to call out loudly.

The youth's fist clenched secretly, as if he were making a difficult decision.

But finally, after seeing the White Wolf Girl's bright smile, he stomped his foot hard.

What is there to fear? It can't be hidden anyway. Besides, she's my Sister Yan, it'll be fine...

“I'm coming! Of course I'm coming! How could I not go and admire the sight of Sister Yan displaying her Divine Might?”

Leng Xiaoyue responded loudly while walking toward Xing Yaoyan.

“Besides, Little Linglong, that lazy cat, has never even been to the Arena. You definitely still need me as a guide.”

Leng Xiaoyue once again subtly insulted Ying Linglong.

He was increasingly enjoying the look on this cat-eared loli's face when she wanted to take him down but couldn't.

And so, under his lead, Xing Yaoyan stepped into this Arena that had seemed so mysterious from the outside.

An electronic voice suddenly rang out.

“Welcome to the Arena.”