Divine Seal: My demon ancestor has crawled out of his grave!

Chapter 36 The Four Little Ones, Abao and Mendi, Also Want to Beat Up Long Xingyu
In the arena.

Yang Haohan's expression was solemn as he once again used Divine Domain Parry.

So far, Bai Yue has used the skills of a knight, a mage, and an assassin.

This scene left everyone stunned.

Even Chen Zidian, who was in the VIP section, was stunned.

"How come this little girl knows all sorts of skills, and is proficient in them all?" Chen Zidian stood up.

In the VIP section, a priest exclaimed, "Is she a priest, a knight, an assassin, or a magician?"

Chen Zidian murmured, "This little girl, could she possibly know all the skills of the six great temples?"

Meanwhile, the rest area for participants in the Priests' Temple competition.

Even Ling Xiao was stunned.

The next second, Ling Xiao questioned Bai Yufan: "Old man, tell me honestly, where did Yue'er learn so many skills?"

Bai Yufan shrugged: "How would I know? Yue'er has always lived with her parents, and only recently did she think of coming to see this old man."

"Luckily, luckily, our Priest Temple acted first! Yue'er belongs to our Priest Temple." Ling Xiao patted his chest, a sense of pride rising within him.

……

The battle on the arena has ended.

Bai Yue possesses a sword soul and 80,000 points of external spiritual power. Even though she uses ordinary skills, each attack has reached the ninth rank.

Yang Haohan was beaten and forced to retreat.

He knew he had lost.

Therefore, Yang Haohan simply raised his hand, signaling Bai Yue to stop hitting him.

He's about to be overwhelmed!
Upon seeing this, Bai Yue immediately stopped.

Yang Haohan sighed and said calmly, "Bai Yue, I have already lost. You have won."

"Senior, you flatter me." Bai Yue clasped her hands in a respectful bow.

Yang Haohan couldn't wait to ask the question everyone wanted to know: "Bai Yue, how did you learn so many skills?"

"Isn't it enough to cultivate for fourteen hours and study for eight hours every day?" Bai Yue said matter-of-factly.

Yang Haohan: ...

"What? You only get two hours of rest each day???"

At this moment, Yang Haohan could no longer maintain his good manners.

Are you the King of Rolls?
Not only Yang Haohan, but everyone was shocked.

You, studying and cultivating for so long every day, don't you eat or rest?
The saddest thing in this world is that someone more talented than you is also more hardworking.

Silence fell, a brief silence descended upon the Great Trial Arena.

Bai Yue tilted her head, completely puzzled by everyone's reaction.

Isn't practicing for more than ten hours every day basic training?

Why do we need to rest during cultivation?

Without hardship and toil, cultivation is tasteless!
If you don't fight and strive, you've lived in vain!
These people must not be cultivating properly!

This battle has shattered everyone's understanding of the world.

No one expected that Bai Yue could actually use the skills of five classes: knight, mage, assassin, priest, and warrior!
After this fifth round of competition, the winner will receive sixteen points, and Bai Yue's score has reached thirty-one points!
Six people advanced to the fifth round of the competition, and it's already getting dark.

The sixth and seventh rounds of the competition will be held on the second day, which means that the final winner of the individual competition will be determined on the second day!
That evening, Bai Yue returned to her residence.

Feng Yun was already waiting there.

Upon seeing Feng Yun, Bai Yue flashed a warm, sunny smile and rushed into Feng Yun's arms, saying, "Auntie."

"Hmm, Yue'er." Feng Yun patted Bai Yue's head, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

To be honest, among these children, Fengyun's favorite is Baiyue, and Fengyun has the best relationship with Baiyue. Baiyue is half a head shorter than Fengyun, just enough to bury her head in her aunt's neck.

Holding her aunt's body, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

She felt that her aunt's embrace was the warmest, softest, and safest embrace in the world.

After a moment, Bai Yue reluctantly separated from her aunt's embrace: "Auntie, what do you think of my performance in this competition?"

"Yue'er, you have mastered all the skills. You have done very well," Feng Yun said softly.

Bai Yue chuckled, feeling extremely proud.

Immediately afterwards, Abao, Mendi, and the other three little ones also came over.

As soon as Feng Yun squatted down, Leng Xiao rushed into Feng Yun's arms.

"Auntie, Xiaoxiao misses you so much." Leng Xiao hugged Feng Yun's fair neck tightly.

Feng Yun picked up Leng Xiao with one arm: "Auntie missed you too."

Ah Bao remained serious, his face stern as he said, "Auntie."

But if you look closely, you can see a hint of expectation in his eyes.

He wanted to be held by his aunt, but he was an adult and couldn't be so childish.

Feng Yun sensed A Bao's emotions and patted A Bao's head: "Bao Bao Long, how have you been these past few days?"

"So-so." As he spoke, A Bao gave Bai Yue a resentful look.

Looking at A Bao's long hair, which she had ruffled, Feng Yun smiled slightly: "I will stay here for the next few days to take care of you."

"I'll braid your hair into pigtails later. It'll definitely suit my handsome son Abao's face."

"Thank you, Auntie." Abao finally gave a faint smile.

My aunt is still the best to me~
Although Abao didn't say much on the surface, he was secretly overjoyed.

"I want one too, I want one too." Leng Xiao looked at Feng Yun expectantly.

"Okay, okay, I have both."

As she spoke, Fengyun patted Yueye and Mendi's heads one by one.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yun hugged Leng Xiao and sat down on the sofa.

Bai Yue finally started asking about serious matters.

"Auntie, I've seen Long Xingyu. Is he really the father of the future chosen one?"

Feng Yun nodded slightly: "Although I don't want to admit it, he is indeed the father of the future chosen one of the original trajectory."

Bai Yue patted her chest: "Thank goodness, thank goodness none of that happened. I really can't stand Long Xingyu."

“I don’t think much of him either.” A Bao’s expression turned even colder when Long Xingyu was mentioned.

"I don't think much of it either." A hint of anger appeared on Mendi's usually cold face.

Nobody thinks highly of Long Xingyu.

Bai Yue chuckled and took out a small knife: "Auntie, when do we start taking Long Xingyu's heart blood?"

“No rush. There are still a few years until Long Haochen is born, so there’s no need to rush,” Feng Yun replied.

"Okay, this is a good time for me to prepare myself mentally." Bai Yue nodded, and put the knife away with some regret.

She wanted to stab Long Xingyu right now.

The four little ones, A Bao, exchanged glances, then ran off to the side, seemingly plotting something.

Men Di asked, "Your Highness, when shall we go and teach Long Xingyu a lesson?"

After a moment of contemplation, Abao decided on a time: "Let's do it after the Temple Grand Competition ends."

(End of this chapter)