92: The sequel to the arena

“Indeed, there’s nothing much to see there.”

The Golden Dragon Holy Son Lin Sheng nodded, casting his gaze towards the person beside him.

She pursed her lips, tucked the black hair scattered across her forehead behind her ear, and watched him with a shy expression.

......

Pleasant times always pass quickly.

Half an hour later.

When Ye Liufeng and Ji Xuantian finally withdrew from their 'selfless' state on the martial arts stage, they belatedly realized just how ridiculous the things they had done were.

Some refined individuals who couldn't bear to watch had already thrown some clothes onto the stage during the process.

After the two realized this at that moment, their first reaction was to find clothes and hastily put them on—although it was already far too late.

“Why did it turn out like this... why......”

While Ye Liufeng was still rooted to the spot, unable to believe the reality before him.

Ji Xuantian, who had always been arrogant and proud, couldn't stand the onlookers' gazes. He was seen covering his buttocks with a pained expression, then, after giving Ye Liufeng a look of gnashing teeth as if they were irreconcilable enemies, he fled in haste.

His appearance was as if he would kill him the next time he saw him, to avenge the 'ruin of his innocence'.

On the stage.

Ye Liufeng stared blankly in the direction Ji Xuantian had left, unconsciously sighing, “Not even willing to say goodbye...”

Before his words finished, he suddenly shook his head again!

“What am I thinking! It was just an accidental impulsive act!”

He patted his own cheeks to make himself more sober.

He himself felt lingering fear about the words he had just blurted out.

Could it be that he really had that kind of inclination......

Just as he was lost in wild thoughts, sudden exclamations came from the crowd.

“Heavens! That’s the Golden Dragon Holy Son!”

“The Golden Dragon Holy Son is here!!”

“Isn’t the person beside the Holy Son the rumored White Phoenix Saintess? She’s too beautiful!!”

“They are indeed a match made in heaven!”

These two titles were all too familiar to Ye Liufeng.

He sharply turned his head to look, only to see a white-robed young man with a sunny smile had arrived on stage at some point, accompanied by an exceptionally beautiful woman in a white dress.

The woman in the white dress watched the young man beside her with a beaming smile, the affection and emotions in her eyes completely undisguised.

The arrivals.

It was precisely the Golden Dragon Holy Son Lin Sheng of the Ten Thousand Beasts Holy Land and the White Phoenix Saintess Mu Xianyan!

The crowd didn't recognize Mu Xianyan very well, but they were exceptionally familiar with Lin Sheng.

“I heard the Holy Son has already ascended to the Profound Immortal realm? Is that true?!”

“It’s true! The Alliance Leader of the Immortal Physician Alliance personally admitted it!”

“Wow! As expected of the top of the Ten Talents Ranking, this cultivation is too heaven-defying!”

“More than that! Based on his speed of improvement, in less than a month he’ll break the record for all of humanity and become the number one genius of all time!”

“Tsk tsk tsk......”

Looking at the man before him.

Ye Liufeng frowned and subconsciously took a step back.

But this step made him feel ashamed again. He gritted his teeth and cursed his own incompetence inwardly.

‘Don’t be afraid! He’s not a ghost, he won’t eat me!’

Ye Liufeng shamefully took another step forward.

He originally wanted to brave it out and ask about the other party’s intentions, but unexpectedly, before he could even speak, the Lin Sheng opposite him already asked, “Why did you become like this?”

“When you were still in the Holy Land before, you at least seemed like a normal person.”

“Now......”

He shook his head, looking like he was disappointed.

Beside him, Mu Xianyan also shook her head.

Seeing this scene of 'husband and wife singing in harmony', and thinking about the things he had just done, Ye Liufeng felt extremely suffocated inside.

One step wrong, every step wrong.

Back then, why did he impulsively leave the Holy Land?

If he hadn't left back then, perhaps now......

Ye Liufeng sighed heavily and said, “Alas, what has already happened, saying more is useless.”

“Are you... here to see me make a fool of myself now?”

“No.”

Lin Sheng shook his head and smiled, “At least we were fellow disciples before. Now, I’m just here to help you.”

“Help me?”

Ye Liufeng was full of suspicion, “What do you want to help me with?”

“Send you home.”

Lin Sheng casually snapped his fingers, and a light golden portal, framed by countless small golden swords, appeared before Ye Liufeng.

“This is a spell I comprehended after my Carefree Sword Control Art reached the Transcendence realm.”

“I named it ‘Heaven and Earth Carefree’.”

“As long as you think of the place you want to go when you enter this portal, you can instantly teleport to that place.”

“Just take your father and go back to your Ye Family.”

Lin Sheng smiled gently.

Actually, he had two plans in mind.

One, Ye Liufeng really takes Ye Zhenguo back to the Ye Family.

This way, he could also see the follow-up to the previous option, “Find a way to get revenge on Ye Zhenguo after going back,” more quickly.

Two, Ye Liufeng goes to other places.

If he goes to a place with opportunities, it can also accelerate his acquisition of collapse value.

If he goes to a place without opportunities, then it doesn't matter at all.

On the other side.

Ye Liufeng had no idea about the calculations Lin Sheng was making in his mind. Although he was somewhat skeptical of the spell's ability, he figured with so many people present, he wouldn't just inexplicably come out to deceive him.

Furthermore, with so many people watching, the one who least wanted something to happen to him should actually be Lin Sheng.

So he went down, carried Ye Zhenguo, and resolutely walked into this golden sword portal.

And at this moment.

Listening to the crowd below praising him, Lin Sheng raised his head, glanced at the qilin sword that had been stuck in the giant sword statue by the Sword God and forgotten by everyone, then turned to look at Mu Xianyan.

“You seem to be missing a good sword.”

“Are you suggesting I take that one?”

“No, this one isn’t good enough, and it would be troublesome if the Ye Family coveted and took it. I’m talking about another one.”

Lin Sheng told the other party the incantation for summoning the howling moon sword from the original work.

The latter recited the incantation and quickly summoned this treasured sword of the “Howling Moon White Tiger” clan from a patch of wasteland.

Swish!

Like a cool moonlight shining into her hand, this fine-hilted long sword, with a blade like a cold moon radiating silver moonlight, entered Mu Xianyan’s hand.

“Let’s go.”

Lin Sheng subtly glanced at a certain purple-haired woman in the distance who was greatly startled, then with a slight curve of his lips, he quickly left with Mu Xianyan.

The small fish has taken the bait!