374: Chapter 374 You're asking for death

A woman dressed in thin gauze, her figure enchanting and her eyes filled with spring-like desire, flew over and blocked the way in front of Zhou Yuanlang.

Yue Xinxi's beautiful eyes turned cold; she recognized that the woman before her was the primary target of her reckoning this time.

This was Liu Mei—someone she had formed a deadly grudge with before preparing to leave the Sect years ago, and who had later used charm techniques to cling to the Saint.

Part of the reason Yue Xinxi chose to leave for a far-off place was because of her.

Liu Mei glared at Zhou Yuanlang with both anxiety and anger:

"Saint! She and I have a deep-seated hatred! How could you let her join Saint Peak?!"

She had served him for so many years, using every trick in the book both in and out of bed; what part of her body hadn't he played with?

Last night, he was still pinning her down, calling her "darling" and "sweetheart" with every breath, so how could he look at this jinx in a new light in the blink of an eye? Had she already become just another discarded flame?

Zhou Yuanlang frowned and scolded her unpleasantly:

"Liu Mei! Mind your status! Since when does this Saint need you to interfere in my affairs?"

At this moment, his heart was full of Yue Xinxi's cold elegance and the pure charm of the woman beside her; he was already somewhat impatient with Liu Mei, an old flame he had grown tired of.

Being scolded in public, Liu Mei's face instantly turned a mix of pale and blue.

"You two young ladies,"

Zhou Yuanlang looked at Yue Xinxi and Xia Yingying, his tone softening as he put on the reserved air of a Saint,

"Why not reconsider my earlier proposal? On this path of cultivation, having someone to shield you from the wind and rain is always better than wandering alone."

Xia Yingying didn't even spare him a glance. Yue Xinxi acted as if she hadn't heard a word, her cold eyes falling directly on Liu Mei as a faint, cold arc appeared on her lips:

"Senior Sister Liu, I trust you have been well."

This scene actually made Liu Mei rejoice in her heart. The panic of being abandoned just now began to fade.

Her venomous gaze stabbed fiercely at Yue Xinxi as she shrieked,

"Yue Xinxi! You actually dare to ignore the Saint's invitation? Do you think you've climbed onto some high branch? How laughable!"

"A jinx who brings calamity wherever she goes! Perhaps only the Saint can help you get rid of your 'bad luck'!"

Her gaze scraped over Yue Xinxi, envy almost dripping from her eyes. That cultivation, that appearance, and that innate charm—all of it was what she desired but could not obtain.

No, wait!

Liu Mei withdrew her gaze from Yue Xinxi's chest and looked down at her own.

She smiled.

Hmph, she also had something the other couldn't match!

"A jinx whose breasts won't even grow! You're only fit to pick up some discarded, trashy wild man outside! For the Saint to be willing to take you in is a blessing you've earned over eight lifetimes! Why haven't you knelt down in gratitude yet?"

Breasts?!

This undoubtedly poked at Yue Xinxi's sore spot. Yue Xinxi couldn't help but

look at Ling Hao. What she cared about most was his opinion.

A hint of a smile appeared on Ling Hao's lips as he sent a voice transmission.

'Don't worry, great mountains have their merits, and small hills have their charms. In geography, there is "three mountains flanking two basins"; the "four hills flanking one pillar" that you and Yingying demonstrated on the flying boat also had a unique flavor and scenery. No need to belittle yourself.'

'Whether big or small, I like them all very much!'

That last sentence, spoken in a warm, teasing voice, caused the tips of Yue Xinxi's ears to quietly flush crimson.

Meanwhile, Liu Mei was still rattling on.

"...Let me tell you, the Saint has extraordinary talent and a noble status, and what's even rarer is..."

She deliberately elongated her tone, casting a bedroom glance at Zhou Yuanlang, her voice cloyingly sweet,

"...he is as vigorous as a Dragon and fierce as a tiger, handling several women a night with ease! That feeling... tsk tsk, how could you possibly imagine it?"

These words were both a boast to others and a way to see if she could get the Saint to remember her merits!

Zhou Yuanlang felt physically and mentally comfortable after such blatant flattery. A reserved yet proud smile appeared on his face as he reminisced about Liu Mei's "devoted service" last night and the powerful effects of the "Dragon-Tiger Yang-Strengthening Pill" he had secretly taken, feeling quite pleased with himself.

But after venting her words, Liu Mei discovered that Yue Xinxi wasn't looking at her at all! Rage surged within her, and following Yue Xinxi's gaze, Liu Mei finally noticed Ling Hao, who had been standing silently by her side.

With just one look, her heart skipped a beat.

That handsome face, that calm temperament, and those unfathomable eyes; her heart pounded, and she was actually infatuated for quite a while.

If she could spend a spring night with this man...

Liu Mei originally wanted to harshly belittle this man, but when the words reached her lips, she couldn't bear to curse him.

Changing her tune, she could only praise Zhou Yuanlang again.

"If you ask me, the only person in this world comparable to the Saint is that Supreme Moonshadow from Cangwu Province! The Saint is a genius of the heavens and will surely reach such heights in the future! Three years ago, Supreme Moonshadow slew the Demon Ancestor with a single sword strike at Wan Shou Mountain and sealed the main rift. What kind of Divine Might was that? The Saint will certainly not be inferior to him in the future!"

As Liu Mei spoke, she grew increasingly jealous of Yue Xinxi.

This round of flattery made Zhou Yuanlang feel comfortable all over, as if he were already a Mahayana Supreme, and he lifted his chin even higher.

Listening to this absurd comparison, looking at Liu Mei's envious face, and glancing at the floating-on-air Zhou Yuanlang, Yue Xinxi laughed out of extreme anger.

She raised her hand with a proud posture and pointed at Ling Hao, who stood silently like a mountain with a profound aura, her voice clearly spreading throughout the venue.

"Do you know who he is?"

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on Ling Hao.

Light flickered in Yue Xinxi's eyes as she looked at Liu Mei with contempt, saying each word clearly:

"He is the very person you mentioned—the Sect Master of Moon Shadow Sect, Supreme Moonshadow, who slew the Demon Ancestor with a single sword strike at Wan Shou Mountain three years ago and sealed the main rift!"

"Compared to him, your perfect Saint? Heh, what is he? He can't even compare to a single strand of his hair!"

Liu Mei was stunned for a moment, then burst into a piercing, shrill laugh.

"Hahaha... This wild man beside you? A Supreme? Don't make me laugh! Tsk tsk, he looks decent enough, but what a pity—he's probably just a gilded exterior with a rotten core! He's not even worthy of carrying the Saint's shoes! He's only fit to pick up a jinx like you!"

She simply decided to go all out; since she couldn't have this man, she might as well trample him hard to gain some favor from the Saint.

"Besides, I think you've lost your mind, Yue Xinxi. Would Supreme Moonshadow take a fancy to a jinx like you? And even follow you here? I think you're desperate for a man! Where did you find such a wild man and what kind of potion did you feed him to make him impersonate a Supreme? Maybe he used an Appearance Altering Pill, and even that profound aura is just a disguise from some Magic Treasure! He's specifically out to trick stupid women like you!"

She said so much in one breath because, in her heart, she was one thousand percent unwilling to believe that this man was the Supreme Moonshadow who awed both provinces.

If she couldn't have him, why should she?!

Zhou Cuie also struggled to chime in,

"Exactly! A jinx is a jinx, only capable of swindling and bluffing!"

Many surrounding Disciples also whispered among themselves, their faces showing mockery and disbelief.

Xia Yingying's little face turned red with anger, and she clenched her small fists, about to rush out. Ling Hao, however, gently pressed down on her shoulder and said in a gentle voice:

"Don't be in a hurry. Let your Sister Xinxi handle it herself. This is her battlefield."

And Liu Mei's wanton insults toward Ling Hao directly touched the most inviolable scale in Yue Xinxi's heart!

In Yue Xinxi's eyes, a bone-chilling killing intent that could freeze ten thousand miles spread out, so thick it almost materialized, causing the surrounding temperature to plummet!

"You're seeking death!"