300: Chapter 300 Don't involve the innocent.

"Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan, rest assured, I am very obedient!" Lin Qingzhu's voice was crisp and melodious, sounding like music from the heavens.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan revealed a smile, while Lin Qingzhu smiled with her eyes curved, gently patting her small chest to show that her words were true.

Just at this moment, a slight humming sound was heard.

It turned out that Ye Xuan had used his powerful divine sense to establish a connection with the Immortal Mansion Space and released his junior martial niece, Lin Qingzhu, from within.

"Little Ice Girl?"

When Lin Qingzhu, dressed in a white gauze dress, appeared before her, Murong Liyue couldn't help but exclaim.

"Fatty Murong?" Lin Qingzhu also widened her beautiful eyes, looking with some surprise at Murong Liyue, who was standing beside Ye Xuan wearing a black glazed fairy dress.

"How can you call me Little Ice Girl? Hurry up and let go of my Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan!"

Hearing what Murong Liyue called her, and seeing her hugging Ye Xuan so intimately, a surge of anger rose in Lin Qingzhu's heart, and she retorted loudly, puffed up with anger.

"Hmph, it was clearly you who called me fat first!"

Murong Liyue did not give an inch, tightly wrapping her arms around Ye Xuan's neck, pressing her towering peaks closely against his broad, solid chest, then looked provocatively at Lin Qingzhu, her face overflowing with a triumphant expression.

"Let go right now, Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan is mine!"

The adorably fierce Lin Qingzhu rushed directly in front of Ye Xuan and Murong Liyue, reaching out with her slender hands, attempting to pull Murong Liyue's voluptuous body off Ye Xuan.

However, Murong Liyue was no ordinary woman; she possessed the cultivation strength of the ninth level of the Heaven Profound Realm, not a bit weaker than Lin Qingzhu, and was even slightly stronger in terms of physical cultivation.

Therefore, Lin Qingzhu could not pull Murong Liyue away, and despite using all her strength, she ultimately failed to achieve her wish.

"Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan... please help me, teach this hateful fatty a lesson!"

Seeing that she couldn't pull Murong Liyue off Ye Xuan, Lin Qingzhu turned to cling tightly to Ye Xuan's arm, acting coquettishly as she pleaded with him.

Clearly, Lin Qingzhu hoped that through this method, her Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan would stand up for her and punish the "fatty" who had annoyed her.

"Hmph, big bad guy, don't listen to her nonsense!" At this moment, Murong Liyue was not to be outdone; she winked playfully at Ye Xuan, then looked provocatively at Lin Qingzhu who was holding onto Ye Xuan, retorting unceremoniously.

"You're the big cow, hurry up and let go of your martial uncle!" Provoked by Murong Liyue, Lin Qingzhu was instantly enraged, and the retort spilled out of her mouth.

For a time, the two exchanged words, like two incessantly quarreling larks, chirping non-stop in Ye Xuan's ears.

Caught in the middle, Ye Xuan felt extremely helpless. Facing such a situation, he felt a headache coming on, and he stood there completely stunned, not knowing how to handle the chaotic scene before him.

"Little fatty, I am the one Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan likes the most!" Lin Qingzhu pressed tightly against Ye Xuan's arm, her face brimming with an arrogant expression, speaking provocatively to Murong Liyue.

"Little Ice Girl, the one the big bad guy likes the most is clearly this fairy! You, stop daydreaming. Besides, you are just the big bad guy's junior martial niece; it is absolutely impossible for anything to happen between you two." Murong Liyue naturally would not be outdone, and she struck directly at Lin Qingzhu's sore spot.

"Hmph, little fatty, I am no longer as weak as I was before! My cultivation has already risen to the eighth level of the Heaven Profound Realm! I will definitely defeat you, the position of Saintess will definitely be mine!" The more Lin Qingzhu spoke, the more excited she became, simply releasing her powerful aura of the eighth level of the Heaven Profound Realm without reservation, then stared triumphantly at Murong Liyue.

"Hmph, Little Ice Girl, I possess the cultivation of the ninth level of the Heaven Profound Realm! You, you are still rejoicing too early! I am the future Saintess of the Cangqiong Holy Land!" Watching Lin Qingzhu's smug appearance, Murong Liyue smiled slightly, and subsequently, an aura of the ninth level of the Heaven Profound Realm radiated from her body, which was even stronger than Lin Qingzhu's.

"Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan..." Seeing that she couldn't outmatch Murong Liyue, Lin Qingzhu turned to cast a look of help towards Ye Xuan.

"Big bad guy~"

Murong Liyue was not to be outdone, speaking to Ye Xuan in a delicate, coquettish voice.

"Smack~ smack." "Smack~ smack." "Alright~"

Ye Xuan's head was spinning; he gave Lin Qingzhu and Murong Liyue each a light slap on their behinds, causing both of them to freeze, their faces flushing red as they stopped arguing.

"If you two keep arguing, I'm going to spank you."

Ye Xuan's deep eyes looked at Lin Qingzhu, who was wearing a pink glazed fairy dress and had a cute face, and then at Murong Liyue, whose graceful figure was wrapped in a black gauze dress. He thought: If these two girls continued to chatter endlessly, he would decide to teach them a lesson.

"Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan, Qingzhu won't be able to become the Saintess!"

Feeling the powerful cultivation of Murong Liyue, Lin Qingzhu's beautiful eyes welled up with tears, looking pitifully at Ye Xuan. That little appearance caused a trace of pity to arise in Ye Xuan's heart.

After all, Murong Liyue's cultivation was much higher than Lin Qingzhu's, and Murong Liyue also possessed the Ten Thousand Fire Sacred Body.

"Little fatty, can you yield the position of Saintess to Lin Qingzhu?" Ye Xuan said tentatively to Murong Liyue.

"Big bad guy, why should I? You're biased, I don't want to!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Murong Liyue immediately pouted her fleshy cherry lips, speaking to Ye Xuan with jealousy.

"I can give you other compensation; Qingzhu needs to enter the Cangqiong Immortal Realm for baptism more than you do, Liyue!" Ye Xuan gently stroked Murong Liyue's head, affectionately calling the latter Liyue.

"What compensation? If the compensation is acceptable, it's not impossible for me to yield the position of Saintess to the Little Ice Girl." Murong Liyue's beautiful eyes shimmered as she looked straight at Ye Xuan.

"I can grant you one wish, anything is fine, as long as it does not violate your Dao intent or Dao heart!" Ye Xuan looked at the frail-looking Lin Qingzhu, then said to Murong Liyue.

"Big bad guy, one is too few, I want three wishes!"

Murong Liyue was overjoyed, secretly gloating in her heart. She felt she had taken advantage of the situation, but fearing that Ye Xuan would go back on his word, she quickly added: "And these three wishes must be things you can actually do. If you can't do them, then they don't count."

Hearing Murong Liyue's words, Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache, but he still agreed, after all, he didn't want to see Lin Qingzhu disappointed.