Chapter 39 Half a Phoenix Jade Talisman

The Great Competition concluded, and news of the birth of the new Holy Son spread throughout the entire Sect. Xiao Ming followed behind Peak Master Luo as they returned to the sleeping quarters of Heartless Peak. Wherever they passed, the Disciples along the way bowed their heads in respect, their gazes filled with awe and admiration.

"Greetings, Peak Master Luo! Greetings, Holy Son Xiao!"

Several female Disciples gazed at Xiao Ming with adoration, their eyes sparkling like stars. A few bold ones even batted their eyelashes at him, puffing out their chests to show off their assets.

Luo Li remained as aloof as ever. To the respectful greetings along the way, she only gave a slight nod, saying nothing, maintaining the usual dignity and detachment of a Peak Revered Master.

Xiao Ming responded to each one, thinking to himself: "This position of Holy Son is truly a hot commodity! Before, he was just a nobody; walking down the street, probably no one would recognize him, let alone greet him. But now..."

As he sorted through the rewards from killing Lin Fan in his mind, he followed that cold and graceful silhouette, slowly walking towards Heartless Peak.

[Ding! Successfully killed the Child of Fortune Lin Fan, causing his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering!]

[Reward: Villain Points +13000!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the title: [Charming Young Master, Handsome and Dashing] (After equipping, Charm is greatly increased, attraction to the opposite sex is doubled, and it can subtly make women admire, submit to, and become devoted to the Host!)]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Half a Phoenix Jade Pendant! (To view detailed information, 6000 Villain Points are required)]

Xiao Ming clicked his tongue secretly upon seeing the reward. Is this the reward for killing the first Child of Fortune? He loved the title alone. As a villain, being liked by many Fairies and demonesses is only reasonable, right?

But seeing that he needed to pay Villain Points to view it, Xiao Ming's head was immediately covered in black lines. "Damn it! You want Villain Points just to check the information of an item?" Although he complained, he ultimately paid.

After reading it, he couldn't help but frown. Simply put, this half of the Phoenix Jade Pendant was a symbol of some Phoenix Goddess's identity, just like the holy son token he had in his hand now. Originally, there was nothing to it—isn't it just an identity token? But the terrifying part was that this so-called Phoenix clan was not the Phoenix clan on this continent, but the Phoenix God Race from the Upper Realm. Seeing this, Xiao Ming couldn't help but gasp.

According to the records, a Goddess of the Phoenix God Race from the Upper Realm, due to her Cultivation Technique, underwent Nirvana and Rebirth to the Lower Realm to re-Cultivate. When she was young, her clan suffered a devastating disaster. Loyal servants protected her as they fought their way out, but they eventually exhausted their strength, and the pursuers were closing in. At that critical moment, a boy even younger than her, accompanied by an old servant, happened to pass by. Perhaps because the boy was kind-hearted, or perhaps the Goddess had great Opportunity with her, the old servant stood like a towering mountain and drove away the strong enemies in a few moves.

The little boy and the old servant left behind some medicine and travel money before preparing to leave. The Goddess was proud and unwilling to accept such a great favor for nothing, so she broke the Phoenix Jade Pendant, which symbolized her identity, into two halves. She gave one half to the boy, her eyes stubborn: "This kindness must be repaid; let this be the proof."

The little boy seemed a bit surprised, and also seemed to be extremely interested in that jade pendant. He didn't refuse, just smiled, took the half of the jade pendant that was warm and exuded a sacred aura, and tucked it away. He didn't even leave his name before leaving.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming couldn't help but curl his lips. A hero saving a beauty? Such a cliché plot!

"But this... who could this Phoenix Goddess be?"

Suddenly, not knowing what he thought of, his eyes narrowed: "It couldn't be... her, right!"

The two returned to the sleeping quarters of Heartless Peak one after the other.

"Clang."

With a loud noise, the door slammed shut. However, due to the force, it didn't close completely. Luo Li, who was walking to the jade throne with her back to Xiao Ming, felt her body tremble subconsciously. She let out a breath, calming the agitation in her heart, and then her cold, unquestionable voice sounded again:

"Today, in the Great Competition, you were able to take first place and be crowned Holy Son. It is, after all... not letting down the expectations that Revered Master and the Vice Sect Master had for you." Her voice was flat, but she couldn't hide the trace of joy in her words.

"The reappearance of the 'Great Nirvana Soul Palm' is of extraordinary significance. For you and for the Sect, it is a good thing. But you must be careful in your daily life; there are many villains in this world with malicious intentions."

She immediately changed the subject, her tone filled with reproach. She turned around, her cold peach-blossom eyes staring straight at Xiao Ming.

"Wicked Disciple, do you know your mistake! Who allowed you to brazenly use that Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art in front of everyone!" Her voice rose, echoing in the empty hall. "Do you know that once your Cultivation Technique is exposed to others, you will become a thorn in the side of how many people? War Demon Peak, the Hall of Discipline, and those old monsters hiding in the shadows—how could they not feel wary and greedy? How could they not plot against you?"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became. Her chest heaved slightly, and her pretty face flushed with a faint red due to her excitement, making her look even more stunning and moving, but her peach-blossom eyes still hid anger.

"The tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind! Do you think that by obtaining the position of Holy Son and having the favor of Revered Master and the Vice Sect Master, you can sit back and relax in the Sect and be invincible? Without restraint and acting recklessly, are you tired of living, or do you think you haven't caused enough trouble for Revered Master and the Vice Sect Master?"

Xiao Ming listened quietly, his face showing no displeasure. He naturally knew what Revered Master was angry about and what she was afraid of. She was angry that he didn't know how to hide his clumsiness and restrain himself, and afraid that he would become a target for everyone and be plotted against.

Of course, regarding this aspect, Xiao Ming also had his own considerations. In fact, he had long planned that after the Sect stabilized in a while, he would definitely go out; otherwise, where would he find Children of Fortune, and where would he find wool to shear? Exposing the coveted Heaven-Swallowing Demon Art could, on one hand, deter some enemies, and on the other hand, lure snakes out of their holes. Only in this way could he make those old guys hiding in the dark appear.

Just as Luo Li's remaining anger had not yet dissipated and she was about to scold him a few more times, Xiao Ming suddenly moved.

He took a slow step forward, instantly closing the distance between the two, a rare hint of tenderness appearing on his face.

Seeing this, Luo Li's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat and avoid him. She adjusted her mood and glared at the approaching Xiao Ming: "Wicked Disciple... what do you want to do again? This Revered Master is asking you a question!"

Xiao Ming withstood the glare that had no deterrent power and spoke slowly: "Revered Master is right to teach me! But this Disciple has other plans."

His burning gaze lingered on Luo Li's chest, which was heaving slightly due to anger and anxiety, and then moved upward, locking onto those peach-blossom eyes that were pretending to be cold.

Then he gently raised his hand, his fingertips carrying a trace of coolness, and gently touched Luo Li's smooth chin. His movements were gentle but carried a sense of dominance.

"Revered Master, rest assured. Others' covetousness and schemes..." Xiao Ming slowly rubbed her delicate skin, his eyes deep as an abyss, but his tone carried a heart-palpitating calmness. "So what?"

"If anyone dares to reach out," he leaned down slightly, his hot breath blowing on Luo Li's earlobe, which instantly flushed red. He lowered his voice, but every word rang in her heart. "Just swallow them!"

"Besides, don't I still have Revered Master!" Xiao Ming's gaze lingered on her crimson lips, his voice filled with seduction and absolute confidence. "Don't worry! Anyway, in the future, not only this position of Holy Son, but even this Heavenly Demon Sect, and..."

His words paused slightly, and his other hand had already wrapped around her slender and supple waist, pulling her violently towards himself.

"Revered Master... are all mine!" Luo Li's beautiful eyes widened. She didn't expect this Wicked Disciple's ambition to be so great, but before she could respond, she had already fallen into that strong and domineering kiss.

"Mmph...!"

Inside the sleeping quarters, the lingering warm fragrance had not yet dissipated, and the air was filled with the decadent atmosphere after passion. If anyone else were here, they would definitely be shocked by the scene in the bedroom at this moment.

The jade throne that originally symbolized the supreme authority of the Peak Revered Master was now being leaned on lazily by a man. He was in a relaxed posture, as if he were the owner of this sleeping quarter. And Luo Li, the Peak Revered Master who should have been sitting upright, was now obediently sitting sideways in his arms, nestling against his solid chest.

The two kissed very passionately. I don't know how long it had been, but Luo Li's ice-blue long dress was already slightly disheveled, the straps on her shoulders had slipped, revealing a large area of snow-white and smooth skin, which seemed to still have some ambiguous marks left on it. Luo Li's usually cold and transcendent face was now flushed, like the sunset after drunkenness, spreading all the way to her exquisite collarbone. And those peach-blossom eyes that always contained coldness were now shimmering with water, the corners of her eyes flushed, where was there any of the usual dignity? Only the softness soaked in lust and the thick love that was about to overflow remained.

"Mmph... Wicked... Ming'er... don't..." She just opened her mouth, but because of Xiao Ming's big hand making mischief under her dress, she couldn't help but let out a soft cry, completely devoid of her usual coldness.

Xiao Ming lowered his head, looking at the beautiful body in his arms that had completely opened her heart to him, looking at this Revered Master who was cold and aloof in front of others, but now curled up in his arms like the most obedient cat, his eyes full of pride and satisfaction. He leaned down and grabbed those two tempting lips again until Luo Li was panting, only then did he pull back slightly, and a crystal clear thread broke between their lips.

"What did Revered Master want to say just now?" Xiao Ming's voice was low, and the hand that had reached deep into her clothes stroked her full softness even more excessively, kneading it.

Luo Li's body trembled violently, and her breathing became more rapid. The little bit of thought she had finally gathered was shattered again. She angrily raised her soft and powerless hand, wanting to slap away the big hand that was making mischief, her voice intermittent: "Wicked Disciple... you... you take your hand out first... hmm... this way... how can this Revered Master... how can I talk to you..."