75: Chapter 75 The Feeling of Home

Over a hundred Yao rushed up, completely blocking all of Xing Yaoyan's escape routes.

"Idol, may I know your name?"

"Idol, can you sign my back directly? I want it to remind me at all times that there is always someone better, and there is always a heaven beyond heaven."

"White Wolf Girl, your graceful figure during the battle is deeply engraved in my mind, unforgettable. Might I ask if you have a sweetheart, Young Miss?"

"Get lost, with those thin arms and legs of yours, could an idol like her possibly like you? She must prefer someone with a sense of power like me."

"Beat it, you stinking man. My idol is beautiful on her own; what does she need a man for!"

...

"Um... my name is Xing Yan. Could everyone please make way? I have something urgent to attend to."

Xing Yaoyan wore an awkward smile, placing both hands in front of her chest, palms facing outward, making a gesture of refusal.

She had no idea how indelible an impression her Heaven-Defying performance had just left on the hearts of these Geniuses from various Yao Race clans.

Moreover, she was so beautiful, her voice was so pleasant, and she didn't have a thick scent of blood on her.

In the Yao Race, she was truly like a combination of a girl-next-door and a dashing queen, captivating both men and women alike.

Consequently, after she fought a hundred Yao alone and won, almost every Yao present had one more person they admired from the bottom of their hearts—this mysterious White Wolf Girl who had suddenly appeared, Xing Yan.

Xing Yaoyan's resistance did not successfully hinder the advance of the "Yao tide," as they all assumed it was normal for a girl to be a bit shy.

The encirclement gradually shrank.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on Xing Yaoyan's forehead.

Time passed second by second; there were only three minutes left until the deadline. If this stalemate continued...

"No way! My mysterious grand prize!"

At this moment, the Yao closest to her had already handed over the pen in its hand.

"A pen... I have one!"

Xing Yaoyan felt a sudden surge of excitement inside, but on the surface, she maintained the awkward smile from before and reached out to take the pen.

Seeing a chance, the other Yao also sped up, and those who were still blocking the passageway all squeezed into the teleportation room.

"That's about it, now is the time!"

The White Wolf Girl suddenly looked up toward the doorway, paused for a moment, and then a look of astonishment appeared on her face. She bowed respectfully and said loudly:

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Hearing this, the other Yao hurriedly turned back to look at the doorway, fearing they might slight the King.

But there was nothing at the doorway.

Wait, it's a trap!

In the next moment, the Yao still near the doorway simultaneously felt a gust of wind pass over their heads.

That is... a pen!

Meanwhile, the Yao beside Xing Yaoyan were astonished to find that the White Wolf Girl, who had just been preparing to sign autographs beside them, flicked her wrist, and then suddenly transformed into a puff of smoke and vanished into thin air, leaving only a pen lying lonely on the ground.

"Look, everyone!"

Before everyone's eyes, the White Wolf Girl appeared out of thin air in the mid-air near the doorway, exactly at the position where the pen had been.

At this moment, she was facing away from the crowd of Yao, having already prepared her landing posture.

After landing, she instantly bent over to lower her center of gravity, crouched with her left leg, kicked her right leg outward, supported herself with one hand, and used this as an axis to perform a cool, rotating Move to dissipate the force.

Looking up at the crowd of Yao who were still stunned and hadn't figured out what had happened, Xing Yaoyan curled the corner of her lips.

"This is the Flying Thunder God Stage Two! Sorry everyone, I really have something urgent to do. We'll talk about autographs and such next time, See ya~"

As the White Wolf Girl spoke, she stood up, waved her hand, and then ran out of the passageway. Her figure quickly disappeared behind a pillar in the curved passageway.

"What are you stunned for! Chase her!"

The crowd of Yao instantly unleashed their Demonic Power and scrambled to rush out of the passageway.

Behind a pillar in the curved passageway, Xing Yaoyan crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, and watched them run past her quickly, feeling relaxed.

It seems her old Move still works.

When no more Yao passed by, she stretched, turned, and walked in the opposite direction of the crowd.

After all, it was supposed to be a mysterious grand prize; it wouldn't be mysterious if she brought so many Yao with her...

Xing Yaoyan quickly found the sign for the meeting room and pushed the door open at the very last second.

"Clap, clap, clap~"

Rhythmic applause rang out.

Xing Yaoyan looked at the handsome man clapping in the main seat, her expression carrying a hint of smugness.

"Well done..."

Tushan Qing's unique, magnetic voice sounded.

"Worthy of being the Saintess from the prophecy, you are truly very special."

"Thank you, but I think you are being too unfair, Your Majesty."

Xing Yaoyan crossed her arms and pretended to be angry.

"Oh? How so?"

"The Vicious Beast tide we encountered just after entering the Beast Arena, and the more than a hundred Yao Race Prodigies who suddenly besieged me, those were all your doing, right..."

Even if Xing Yaoyan were stupid, she could have guessed the trick behind it.

If the Vicious Beast tide was just bad luck, then being besieged must have been specifically orchestrated by someone. After all, only the top ten on the Yao rankings can see each other's locations, and when entering this Arena, Leng Xiaoyue had mentioned that there were unusually few people today, which might have been in preparation for letting people in later...

Adding all these factors together, Xing Yaoyan completely refused to believe she hadn't been set up. And in the Kingdom of Myriad Demons, the only one with the ability to do all this was the King—Tushan Qing.

"Yes, it was me."

Tushan Qing admitted it straightforwardly.

"Originally, I just wanted to give you a bit of a warning and get an idea of where your limits were. I just didn't expect your performance to be so far beyond my expectations."

"Wait, Your Majesty, you haven't been monitoring me using some method the whole time, have you?"

Xing Yaoyan was a bit nervous. Although Tushan Qing didn't seem to care about her secret as a Heaven-Swallowing Star Wolf, the feeling of being watched all the time was really unpleasant.

"Rest assured, I only checked to see if the place where you started was in line with my plan. I didn't watch anything else."

"Also, your withdrawal was ordered by me. You should have guessed the specific reason, right..."

Xing Yaoyan lowered her eyes and did not speak.

She certainly knew that Tushan Qing did this to avoid demoralizing the truly talented members of the Yao Race. After all, she had only arrived today, and even if she was the Saintess from the prophecy, she still couldn't gain the trust of the various big shots.

Moreover, if she were really allowed to fight every Prodigy, where would those royal families save face?

"So, in the end, it's still my identity as a Star Beast..."

Xing Yaoyan just sighed in her heart, but quickly reignited her fighting spirit.

In the less than one day she had spent in the Kingdom of Myriad Demons, she had felt a comfort she had never experienced before. She could shapeshift without any scruples, shop with friends openly, eat with chopsticks, and meet many Yao...

Compared to the months of hiding and being cautious while living in the Human Alliance, the Kingdom of Myriad Demons truly gave her a feeling of home.

The subtle changes in the White Wolf Girl's expression were all taken in by Tushan Qing. He did not speak, his expression somewhat complex.

But before Xing Yaoyan looked up, he restored his smiling appearance, as if nothing had just happened.

"By the way, Your Majesty! We've been talking for so long, what about my mysterious grand prize?"