100: Chapter 100 Demon Lord

You looked helplessly at the Fan Service Girl in front of you and sighed.

You no longer wanted to explain anything, while Xiao Huo, standing to the side, looked at you as if he were grinding his back teeth.

What does this have to do with you anyway!

But it didn't matter.

To be honest, compared to the Fan Service Girl in front of you, you were more interested in the Soul within Xiao Huo's greatsword.

If you heard correctly, the poem he just wrote was by the Poet Immortal, right?

Does that mean the Soul inside his greatsword is also from Earth?

Yet, they actually claimed the Poet Immortal's poem wasn't as good as the one you wrote, even though you knew the piece you just recited didn't even qualify as doggerel.

However, sometimes, poetry isn't about the poem itself, but the person who writes it.

"Young Master Xiao Huo, would you care to join me in the small room upstairs to discuss poetry?" The Fan Service Girl exuded a pink gas from her entire body, creating a somewhat intoxicating sensation.

"Not interested." You looked at her indifferently and took a sip of tea; naturally, you had brewed this tea yourself.

"Venerable Li Kun, let's go." You set down your teacup and spoke calmly.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

You swept a calm gaze over the crowd. With Venerable Li Kun, the Integration Venerable, following behind you, everyone subconsciously made way for you.

Upon returning to the deck of the flying boat, Li Wenhao leaned in: "Brother Lin, this Fairy Mengdie is clearly interested in you. A night of romance is worth a thousand gold pieces; do you really have no thoughts on this?"

"That kind of Fan Service Girl? Didn't I say from the start that she isn't as pretty as my Mu Xue?" you said.

"I see. Then the Young Miss named Mu Xue in Brother Lin's heart must surely be a top-tier woman."

"Mm."

You leaned against the deck, letting the breeze blow through your hair, feeling a slight chill.

Li Wenhao seemed to be saying something to Xiao Huo, but their voices grew louder and louder; eventually, you could sense that the two of them were arguing.

That little loli stood on the side, looking at Xiao Huo one moment and Li Wenhao the next.

Finally, an indignant Li Wenhao ran over to your side with the little loli following behind him. It looked like he had broken ties with Xiao Huo?

You gave the little loli a lollipop and asked: "What's wrong?"

Li Wenhao's expression was ugly as he also caught the breeze: "I kept telling that Xiao Huo that Fairy Mengdie was just saying that because she likes you, Brother Lin, but Xiao Huo kept insisting that you stole his glory, and even told me that you should apologize to him."

"I tried to reason with him, but that brat actually scolded me too!"

Li Wenhao shook his head as he spoke: "I treated him with sincerity, but Xiao Huo even claimed that I only tried to curry favor with him because I saw he was a Prodigy on the Heavenly Pride Ranking!"

"Fine, actually I did have that thought; after all, having more friends means more paths. But that Xiao Huo even said that I am just a Family descendant who only achieved my current cultivation by relying on the support of those Seniors, and even claimed that Loose Cultivators like them who made it onto the Heavenly Pride Ranking are the true Prodigies."

"Forget it!" The more Li Wenhao spoke, the angrier he became. Finally, he smoothed out his hair, which had been messed up by the wind: "Let's not talk about this. I just heard Brother Lin mention your Mu Xue, and I suddenly remembered that the number one on the Heavenly Pride Ranking is named—General Zhou Muxue. Could it be that Brother Lin is talking about—"

"Mm, it's her!" you said calmly.

"Then... I wish Brother Lin good luck," Li Wenhao said.

In truth, Li Wenhao originally wanted to tell Lin Heng that such a heaven-favored daughter of an Imperial Sect was not someone small characters like them could touch, but then he remembered that even an Integration Venerable called you Your Highness, so he swallowed his words.

"None of us are Mortals," Li Wenhao said, shaking his head.

He knew that he was also protected by an Integration Venerable, but that was an Old Ancestor from his Family who had only broken out of seclusion to escort him to the Central Plains after hearing that he had made it onto the Heavenly Pride Ranking.

His purpose for going to the Central Plains this time was to join an Imperial Sect. He heard that this Old Ancestor had connections with a high-ranking member within the Sword Sect, so Li Wenhao guessed that he would be entering the Sword Sect together with Ye Shuanger.

At this moment, in a small attic room on the upper level of the flying boat, the entire room was decorated with pink Qi, exuding a seductive atmosphere.

Fairy Mengdie lay on the bed, pink sheer curtains hanging from the edge of the bed, and the air was filled with a cloyingly sweet fragrance.

Beside her lay a man, completely naked, his eyes closed, his hands and feet flailing constantly, and drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Meng Die, Meng Die, ahhhhh!"

"So good, Meng Die, so good!!!"

The man's hands kept grasping at the air, but he caught nothing.

Meng Die lay on the side, yawning. Her fingers hovered over the man's forehead, and faint white Spiritual Qi was being drawn out from the center of the man's brows, strand by strand.

Suddenly, space distorted, and a Void Refinement Mighty Figure was thrown out like a dead dog.

Meng Die knew that was the mighty figure her Sect had sent to protect her.

"Lord Devil Venerable!" Meng Die immediately knelt on the ground and said to the person stepping out from the space.

A man stepped slowly out of the space, purple Devilish Qi radiating from his body. He looked at Meng Die and nodded slightly.

"The information on the man you wanted has been found." The Devil Venerable looked at Meng Die, the corners of his mouth curling up involuntarily: "Eleventh on the Heavenly Pride Ranking, Lin Heng."

Hearing this information, Meng Die's face was immediately filled with joy: "Thank you, Lord Devil Venerable."

The Devil Venerable looked at Meng Die, who was kneeling on the ground: "Didn't I hear that you are fond of poetry and literature, saying that you wanted to give your first time as a gift to a great poet? I have seen the poems of that man named Lin Heng."

"Calling them trash insults the word trash!" the Devil Venerable said: "On the contrary, the one written by that Xiao Huo, 'Clouds remind me of her robes, flowers of her face, the spring breeze brushes the railing, dew thick and fragrant,' is a famous line that could be remembered for eternity throughout the entire Tianheng Continent."

"I just think Lin Heng writes well!" Meng Die looked at the Devil Venerable and said.

"Heh!" The Devil Venerable looked into Meng Die's eyes and laughed: "Women!"

The Devil Venerable stepped into the space. He turned his head to look at Meng Die and said: "Do not let your personal affairs delay the plan of Lord Devil God!"

"Please rest assured, Lord Devil Venerable!"

The Devil Venerable shook his head and entered the space.

This woman named Meng Die, in private, it was rumored that those Undergoing Tribulation Devil Emperors had played with her countless times, but the woman herself did not know it, and still believed she was a virgin.

"You're already a Devil cultivator, why act so innocent?" the Devil Venerable couldn't help but think.

"So your name is Lin Heng, eleventh on the Heavenly Pride Ranking!" Meng Die silently repeated the name, revealing a smile.