131: Chapter 131 The Old Woman, Born with a Demonic Seed, Something a Cult Should Have
Rustle— Pages turned, and another name was crossed out.
"Sigh—, it's a peripheral region after all."
"Even after lowering the standards significantly, excluding the fixed quotas from the Martial Examination, there are surprisingly only a handful of people who meet the admission requirements for Kyoto University."
"The overall quality is still too poor. It's a pity... that one good seedling has gone down the wrong path."
Qin Fenghuo closed the notebook that recorded name after name.
He quickly opened it again, his gaze landing on the top line of the first page.
The three characters "Lu Qingyun" were written in red ink, specifically marked, and very conspicuous.
Yet above that, there was also a crisp, decisive slash, crossing it out.
A hint of regret flickered in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination!
No matter how good the aptitude is!
Once you've taken the wrong path, it's irreversible!
Recalling the scene from that day where he was berated mercilessly by a friend, Qin Fenghuo slowly shook his head.
"Time to go back; I still need to discuss this year's format for the freshman entrance assessment."
"Sigh—, what a busy life. I'm hundreds of years old, yet I still have to run around."
...
Kyoto, North District.
Looking at the luxury hotel in front of them that was over a hundred stories high, Lu Qingyun, who was a bumpkin at heart, grabbed Leng Qianmo, who was about to swagger inside.
"Master, is our Heavenly Demon Sect really this arrogant? Can we just waltz into a hotel of this level while being wanted?"
"Oh? Why aren't you calling me Elder Leng now, switching back to Master?"
Leng Qianmo looked teasing, but he didn't press the issue, explaining, "Of course we can't do this elsewhere, but this is different. This place belongs to the Heavenly Demon Sect and is one of our temporary headquarters."
A headquarters that can be temporary... As expected of a cult.
But the problem is... why is a cult so brazen about it!
Lu Qingyun looked around and found this building exceptionally eye-catching!
In terms of level and scale, it definitely ranked high in the entire Kyoto city!
Seemingly noticing Lu Qingyun's confusion, Leng Qianmo smiled, his tone carrying a natural sense of superiority, "You don't actually think my Heavenly Demon Sect is on the same level as the Blood Demon Sect you were originally in, do you?"
"Heh—, the Blood Demon Sect can only huddle in a small place like Lanchuan Province. But my Heavenly Demon Sect has several Dharma Form Grandmasters!"
"Besides, where do you think this is? Kyoto!"
"Where would I find a cold, damp cave that leaks wind for you to live in? Do you think the people from the Martial Arts Bureau are idiots to ignore places that are clearly not normal?"
Leng Qianmo originally wanted to say a few more words, but his gaze suddenly shifted to an old woman not far away who had a similar temperament to his own.
Beside that old woman was a young, exceptionally pure-looking girl.
However, judging by the girl's unwilling expression, it was clear she was being controlled by the old woman and had no choice in the matter.
On the other side, the old woman also noticed Leng Qianmo and looked over.
After resting her gaze on Lu Qingyun for half a second, a strange, inexplicable confidence appeared in her eyes!
Lu Qingyun: "???"
At that moment, Lu Qingyun had the urge to beat that old woman to death on the spot.
What is the meaning of gaining confidence after looking at me!?
Are you looking down on me, Fat Tiger!?
Leng Qianmo withdrew his gaze, said nothing, and walked inside.
Lu Qingyun followed behind him.
As they passed by the pair of the old woman and the girl, he clearly heard the girl constantly cursing the old woman.
The voice was suppressed by the old woman.
But with Lu Qingyun's Psychic Power, he could still hear it clearly.
Out of curiosity, he looked at the top of the girl's... head.
[LV31 Mu Susu: Extremely nervous and fearful state. If someone were to descend like a hero and rescue her, there is a high probability of winning her heart! Of course, Slimes are excluded.]
[Physical Attributes: ...]
[Mental Attributes: ...]
[Talent: Natural Demon Seed, Slaughter Feast (Semi-awakened)]
...
"This talent sounds pretty high-class."
Lu Qingyun's gaze lingered on the girl for a long time.
Well, because when they made eye contact, he realized the girl wasn't looking at him.
So he began to unscrupulously size up the girl. I have to say, her figure is quite good—not the kind that's ridiculously large, but the kind that is just right for a handful.
But most importantly, there was an indescribable temperament about her.
It was the kind that, at first glance, looked like a white lotus flower unsullied by the mud, which especially attracts those hypocrites who like to pretend to be gentlemen.
After entering the private elevator with Leng Qianmo, the two of them did not wait for the old woman and the girl.
Ding-dong— After stopping at the top floor, the elevator doors opened.
As soon as the door opened, Lu Qingyun's gaze was drawn to the two fair, voluptuous bodies standing on either side of the entrance.
From this moment on, Lu Qingyun finally got a taste of the things a normal cult should have.
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