Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere among the group became lively, with people whispering among themselves.

"I didn't expect Alliance Leader Du to actually invite people from the Sword Forging Manor?"

"I just don't know if these six young heroes will be easy to get along with."

"Just now, I observed Young Hero Lin speaking. His demeanor and manners were those of a distinguished family, and his words were substantial. He was not the kind of person who would be arrogant or conceited."

"That puts my mind at ease. The matter of the Blood Fiend Sect is urgent, and we must ensure that nothing goes wrong within the Martial Alliance."

"That's not necessarily true. I won't bother anyone unless they bother me, but I'm afraid someone will cause trouble..." The young man in green whispered to his friend on the right, "The son of the Iron Palm Pavilion's leader, I think he's insanely jealous."

Her friend glanced at it and gasped, "They just met today, right? What's with all this hatred?"

The young swordsman in green shrugged: "You'll have to ask him. I happened to witness him having a conflict with the young master of the Biyue Palace a few days ago. He's petty and narrow-minded. He's not easy to get along with."

The people of Biyue Palace are known for their good tempers, yet they still managed to argue. My friend shook his head, saying they were too calculating and wouldn't last long in the martial arts world where everyone is a friend.

As the welcome banquet drew to a close and it grew late, the heroes from all walks of life dispersed.

Seeing that Chu Zhuo and Ying Ming were huddled together again, Ren Fengping thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Liu, we have arrived at the Martial Alliance safely, so there is no need to trouble Luan Ying Ming."

Ying Ming said, "I've been sleeping side by side with Chu Zhuo for the past two weeks, and I haven't found it troublesome at all."

Since they were both men, and Luan Yingming didn't seem to be in a difficult position, the group didn't insist.

During the more than half-month journey, Yingming slept in the same room with Chuzhuo the entire time, citing the long distance and potential dangers.

According to his explanation, he was good at light-footed skills, so if something happened, he could quickly take Chu Zhuo away to a safer place.

Xiao Zhuo had no martial arts skills, and everyone had no objection to Ying Ming's explanation, and were happy to see it happen.

Ying Ming subtly warmed everyone up, making the senior brothers and sisters unconsciously accustomed to the intimacy between Chu Zhuo and him.

In retrospect, it's understandable that Luan Yingming was the first outsider Xiaozhuo met after her recovery, and given that they had spent nearly a month together at the Sword Casting Manor and had crossed paths over the matter of the cultivation manual, and that the two got along well.

Even so, Fan Moyun feigned sadness and sighed, "Little Six has recovered and doesn't cling to Third Senior Brother anymore."

Guan Shuangge bluntly exposed the truth: "Is that called being clingy? It's clearly because you always sweet-talked Zhuozhuo into saying you'd make him a wood carving that he became clingy. You just rely on your ability to tinker with those little gadgets."

Fan Moyun: "..."

Fan Moyun retorted, "It's not like you've never tried to coax someone. You're always thinking of ways to make different pastries, just to seduce some little glutton."

Chu Zhuo, who was at the center of the "battle," was very self-aware. He hooked his left arm around Fan Moyun and his right arm around Guan Shuangge, saying, "Fourth Senior Sister's pastries are both sweet and savory, with a variety of types and a delicate and rich texture. They are delicious. I love them so much that I can never get enough... Third Senior Brother's wood carving skills are exquisite. He can carve tigers in many different shapes, lying down, reclining, and standing majestically. He is really amazing. I like them all."

The third senior brother and fourth senior sister, who had almost started arguing just moments before, were satisfied and fell silent.

Chu Zhuo felt amazing for holding both bowls of water level in one go.

Lin Weiqu walked upright to the side, watching his junior brothers and sisters "noisily" with tenderness, a faint smile on his lips.

The third and fourth brothers are good at coaxing "children" when it comes to food and entertainment.

Back in the room, after washing up and getting into bed, Chu Zhuo rubbed her foot, hidden under the covers, against Ying Ming's instep, her beautiful eyes crinkling: "Sleeping foot to foot?"

The boy's soft, smooth soles brushed against Ying Ming's feet, causing his legs to stiffen. He reached his arms under the covers, searching for Chu Zhuo's hand, and slipped it between Chu Zhuo's fingers, saying, "Not only that, but our fingers are intertwined."

Chu Zhu chuckled and snuggled nimbly into Ying Ming's arms: "I'm sleepy, let's go to sleep. There will probably be a big meeting tomorrow to discuss how to deal with the Blood Fiend Sect."

Before the arrival of the Sword Forging Manor, many forces in the martial arts world had already gathered here, all with the same goal.

Ying Ming wrapped his long arm around Chu Zhuo's shoulder, pulling her close to his chest. He lowered his head and gently touched Chu Zhuo's forehead with his lips: "Sleep now, I'll wake you up tomorrow morning."

Chu Zhuo leaned close to the Yingming brand heater, hummed in response, and unknowingly drifted off to sleep.

*

The next day, after breakfast, representatives of the various factions sat in the courtyard.

Alliance Leader Du: "Now that all six disciples of Master Nie of Sword Forging Manor have arrived, the matter of attacking the Blood Fiend Sect is of utmost urgency. Fellow heroes and chivalrous warriors, I, Du, have something to say."

The leader of the Sanqing Sect, who was on good terms with him, chimed in, "Alliance Leader, please speak."

"Since its emergence, the Blood Fiend Sect has never concealed its whereabouts, yet to this day, no one has been able to uncover their lair," said Alliance Leader Du. "Even with three burrows, they haven't been able to find it. There must be extraordinary individuals within their sect, a point I'm sure everyone has already guessed. What I want to point out now is something else: the Blood Fiend Sect's techniques are very similar to the demonic sect's secret manuals that were destroyed a hundred years ago, the Blood Demon Technique..."

As the leader of the alliance spoke, some people suddenly understood, while others held different opinions.

"Impossible. My master said that thing is long gone, and even if it is, it can't be the original Blood Demon Technique."

The one speaking was the Pavilion Master of Qianji Pavilion.

Alliance Leader Du glanced over and nodded in agreement: "What the Pavilion Master says makes sense. I don't doubt the source of the Thousand Machine Pavilion's information, but... perhaps someone found the fragments back then and modified and used them."

The Pavilion Master of Qianji Pavilion slowly calmed down, listened to these words, and said thoughtfully, "What the Alliance Leader said makes sense. Back then, the Blood Demon Technique was highly regarded by the Demonic Sect and had a great influence. Even if it was destroyed, it was inevitable that some would slip through the net."

The group discussed the Blood Demon Technique in depth.

After finishing his speech, Alliance Leader Du asked the eldest disciple of the Sword Forging Manor, who had just arrived the day before, "Young Hero Lin, what are your thoughts?"

Lin Weiqu slightly lifted the hem of his robe and straightened his posture, saying, "There aren't many records of events from a hundred years ago, but I did find a record of the Blood Demon Technique in the library of the Sword Forging Manor."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look.

"Back then, the Demonic Sect was rampant, capturing people to practice evil arts. The Blood Demon Art mainly extracted the essence and blood from people's hearts, but now the Blood Fiend Sect drains all the blood from their bodies..." Lin Weiqu recounted in detail.

The heroes listened attentively, and the morning quickly passed.

After lunch, we continued in the afternoon.

After a few days of discussion, someone approached the Martial Alliance, saying they wanted to join the campaign against the Blood Fiend Sect.

Alliance Leader Du immediately told the messenger, "Quickly, invite them in."

A moment later, the group was led into the council chamber.

The leader was a woman, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate features and an air of arrogance, as if she were confident in her identity.

Having seen countless people in this position, Alliance Leader Du remained calm and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

Peng Ling clasped his hands and said, "My name is Peng Ling. I have heard that the martial arts world is currently dealing with the Blood Fiend Sect. I am willing to lend a helping hand to the martial arts alliance."

Alliance Leader Du smiled kindly and gestured to the seats below: "So this is Young Hero Peng, please have a seat."

Peng Ling turned around and sat down.

Chu Zhuo glanced at Peng Ling.

Ren Fengping noticed his junior brother's change, turned his head, and whispered, "Sixth Brother, what's wrong?"

Guan Shuangge, who was nearby, heard Ren Fengping's question and quietly looked over as well.

Chu Zhu shook his head slightly.

Sitting on the other side, Ying Ming understood and grasped Chu Zhuo's fingers.

The Blood Fiend Sect's whereabouts are unpredictable, while the Escape Technique Sect has made significant achievements in this area. Alliance Leader Du exchanged a few words with the sect leader of the Escape Technique Sect.

Peng Ling added, "What the leader said makes a lot of sense. I also learned Qimen Dunjia when I was young."

Alliance Leader Du paused, then asked in a courteous tone, "What are your thoughts, Young Hero Peng?"

The fact that the dignified leader of the martial arts alliance had actually asked her about it greatly satisfied Peng Ling's vanity, and she immediately began to talk at length.

However, all her words sounded like empty rhetoric to the sect leader of the Dunjia Sect; he hadn't grasped the essence of her teachings.

In short, it is all show and no substance.