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

With the cult incident concluded, the heroes returned to the leader's mansion.

The atmosphere inside the courtyard was rather tense.

Lin Weiqu looked around at the varied expressions on his junior brothers and sisters' faces, then glanced at his youngest junior brother and Sect Leader Luan, who were at the center of the incident, and sighed again and again.

"Senior Brother, why don't you let Third Senior Brother sit for a while?" Chu Zhu suggested in a friendly manner.

Lin Weiqu sighed in front of him, and Fan Moyun walked back and forth behind him, as if the act of sighing for Lin Weiqu was accompanied by the imagery in his mind.

Third Senior Brother Fan Moyun let out a puzzled "ga" and stopped walking, standing next to Ren Fengping.

Ying Ming's eyes swept over everyone: "Everything I just said is true. I am in love with Chu Zhuo. I fell in love with him at first sight the day we met, and I have recognized him in the depths of my soul."

"Senior Brother, me too. I really, really like Yingming." Chu Zhuo obediently raised half of his hand.

Lin Weiqu: "..."

On the way back to the Alliance Leader's Mansion, Qiao Yanyin had figured things out.

Since they met, everyone has witnessed how good Yingming has been to Chuzhuo.

People from all walks of life are not bound by formalities, and Qiao Yanyin is open-minded. She has no opinion on who Chu Zhuo likes, male or female, as long as it is Chu Zhuo's own choice, she will not stop him.

The senior students were only surprised for a moment by how much they doted on Xiao Liu before accepting it.

However, accepting it is one thing, but it doesn't stop them from worrying about it.

This is an instinctive emotion.

"Xiao Liu, it's your freedom to be with whomever you want, and your senior brothers and sisters won't stop you." Qiao Yanyin said gently. "I'll just say one thing: your senior brothers and sisters will always be your senior brothers and sisters, and that will never change."

Chu Zhu smiled and called out to them one by one.

He and Yingming fell in love across countless worlds, and in each small world, they lived happily ever after; they were each other's lovers.

The boy had exquisitely handsome features, with bright, light-colored eyes. His words were sincere, and when he mentioned Ying Ming, his affection and love were evident in his beautiful face.

His love was open and passionate.

Ying Ming made a serious promise. When he spoke of Chu Zhuo, his usually deep and handsome face became extremely tender, and his eyes were filled with overwhelming affection. Every bit of his love was directed at the person beside him.

The two standing together clearly give the impression of a loving couple.

Fan Moyun clicked his tongue, but ultimately said nothing more.

After everyone had finished speaking, Ren Fengping asked, "Junior Brother, are you happy?"

Chu Zhuo's eyes curved into a smile, her clear pupils brimming with the happiness of being loved, and her voice rose in a cheerful tone: "I'm so happy!"

Ren Fengping nodded slightly; that was enough.

The other senior students were struck by the weighty words "extraordinary" uttered by the young man, and a certain thought flashed through their minds in unison.

There are no problems.

*

Several more days passed, and half of spring was over when news came from the Shadow Gate: the exact location of the Blood Fiend Gate had finally been confirmed.

Everything was ready, and the weather was fairly good on the day of departure.

Upon arriving at the location of the Blood Fiend Sect, one finds a very ordinary mountain, with no visible entrance.

The Blood Fiend Sect has set up a maze here.

The leader of the Dunjia Sect observed for a moment, then moved around with a compass in hand.

After a long while, his brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Alliance Leader Du couldn't help but feel anxious: "How is it?"

"This formation is truly ingenious; I cannot find a way to break it for the time being," the sect leader of the Dunjia Sect said with shame.

Lin Weiqu comforted him, saying, "We've already reached the entrance of the Blood Fiend Sect, there's no need to rush."

The leader of the Dunjia Sect studied it for three whole days and finally found its weakness.

His brows were furrowed deeply again, and Leader Du, not daring to interrupt his train of thought, cautiously asked, "Where have you hit another roadblock?"

"I have a general idea of ​​the outline of this formation, but I don't know the cause..." said the sect leader of the Dunjia Sect.

Qiao Yanyin overheard it.

She reads a wide range of books, including dry and difficult ancient texts, and as her mind works, an idea gradually takes shape.

Qiao Yanyin picked up a slender twig and drew a pattern on the ground, then pointed out separately, "Is this it? Twisted, cage, low attack, high defense."

Qiao Yanyin's explanation was concise, and the man from the Dunjia Sect instantly grasped the concept, slapping his forehead in amazement. He matched Qiao Yanyin's train of thought and exclaimed repeatedly, "So that's how it is!" He circled the diagram Qiao Yanyin had drawn several times, his surprise growing. "I've been studying Qimen Dunjia for decades, and my cleverness has backfired, leading me down a dead end. Young Master Qiao is truly exceptionally intelligent!"

"I've only read a lot of books, and it just so happens that I have a vague impression of them. Senior, your expertise in this area is profound, and I still have a lot to learn," Qiao Yanyin said modestly.

With a concrete direction for their thinking, everything proceeded smoothly.

After reviewing the ingenious formation, the sect leader of the Dunjia Sect began to worry again. No, he couldn't just choose anyone to enter the formation; there were requirements for those who entered.

The formation has five directions and a central position, and it takes six people to break through it.

The center position requirement is not high.

The five individuals are subject to restrictions on their cultivation methods, which require them to have roughly the same methods but different branching paths. These five branches ultimately flow into the five elements, which are mutually generating and mutually restraining.

Furthermore, these five people need to work together seamlessly, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

While the center position isn't particularly important, it's easier to be familiar with it.

The principle of the formation is that when five people use their skills to attack the formation, they need to judge the severity of the attack based on their teammates' positions. If they misjudge, they will fail to break through the formation.

Each time you fail to break through the formation, the internal formation will change. At this time, you need to use your teamwork to quickly familiarize yourself with the new positions, and the time for the next attempt to break through the formation will be compressed.

Everything is a new challenge.

If it cannot be completed, the time will become shorter and shorter, and the person who tries to break through the formation will be trapped inside and never be able to get out, becoming nourishment for the formation... The sect leader of the Dunjia Sect had a bitter face, and sorrow once again gathered on his wrinkled face.

Alliance Leader Du asked anxiously, "Where did we encounter any obstacles?"

The leader of the Dunjia Sect explained the key points of the formation and concluded: "After the person in the center of the formation finds the weakness of the formation, they should inform the five directions in the order of the pattern they found. Then, the five people can work together to break the restriction of the formation's core."

Leader Du first instructed all sects and factions to investigate whether any of their disciples were suitable candidates, and then turned to tell Qiao Yanyin about the matter, asking her if she had any ideas for reference.

Qiao Yanyin's mind raced through what Alliance Leader Du had said, and her expression froze.

Noticing her subtle expression, Alliance Leader Du guessed there was hope and impatiently pressed, "What are your thoughts, Young Hero Qiao?"

"I wouldn't call it insightful." After a short while, Qiao Yanyin said again, "Alliance Leader Du, what you described fits the situation of the six of us in our sect very well."

Alliance Leader Du was overjoyed: "Really?!"

Qiao Yanyin nodded: "Yes."

Without further ado, after greeting Alliance Leader Du, Qiao Yanyin turned to her senior brothers and junior sisters and explained the profound mystery of the formation.

Fan Moyun readily agreed: "No problem."

Everyone sprang into action almost immediately.

Before entering, Yingming sealed his breathing and heart meridians, and together with Chuzhuo, they rushed into the formation.

The leader of the Dunjia Sect sighed, "There are always people more capable than you; the martial world is full of talented individuals."

The drug for faking death has the same effect, but he has never seen anyone seal their heart and breath while still awake.

The Shadow Sect Master's lightness skill has probably reached an unparalleled and unparalleled level.

Outside the formation, the various sects of the Martial Alliance couldn't help but reveal expectant expressions.

The destruction of the Blood Fiend Sect is imminent.

At this moment, Chu Zhuo and Ying Ming stood in the center of the formation, while the five senior brothers and sisters returned to their respective positions.

The group tried for the first time, but failed because they didn't understand the terrain inside the formation well enough.

After readjusting my state, I tried again.

Chu Zhuo quickly finished observing and whispered, "Third Senior Brother, the rhythm is a little slower than last time..."

They cannot see each other, and the transmission of sound is one-way; the person breaking into the formation can only hear the voice of the person in the center.

Fan Moyun breathed softly and carefully placed her feet.

A few breaths passed, and the second attempt fell just short, failing again.

Chu Zhuo quickly adapted to the new formation, but the location of the formation's core became more difficult, so he devoted himself to finding the key.

Yingming cannot speak, and when he occasionally discovers something, he only gently shakes Chuzhuo's arm to signal.

The third time, things are getting better...

The moment the formation shook, the Blood Fiend Sect's gatekeeper turned pale and scrambled back to inform the sect leader.

The Blood Fiend Sect Master wore a black iron mask, revealing eyes that were incredibly sinister, with the whites of his eyes turning bloodshot. He picked up a teacup and slammed it to the ground: "Summon all members of the Blood Fiend Sect to the main hall. Since they dared to come looking for us, let them never leave alive!"

The subordinate accepted the order and left.

Before long, countless people gathered in front of the main hall, with the Blood Fiend Sect Master standing in the very center.

"Blood Fiend Sect disciples, heed my command! Once the Martial Alliance breaks through the formation, unleash the slaughter!" The Blood Fiend Sect Master, intoxicated by his invincible Blood Demon Art, roared, "To die for the Blood Fiend Sect's demonic arts is the highest honor; they will be grateful!"

The people below shouted "Kill!" in unison.

Inside the formation, the third attempt to break through the formation has once again reached a critical moment.

Chu Zhuo softened her voice: "Fourth Senior Sister, close your eyes, take six or seven steps back, and attack from the left front..."

Like the others before her, Guan Shuangge followed her junior brother's instructions precisely. At the moment of her attack, she estimated the extent of the attack in her mind and unleashed her inner force from her palm.

Click—a faint sound came from the darkness.

Chu Zhuo's pupils lit up, and she turned to look at Ying Ming: "We succeeded!"

Ying Ming's deep eyes were filled with doting affection as he leaned down and kissed Chu Zhuo's lips, capturing his moment of triumph.

Things went smoothly after that.

The determined young heroes emerged from the formation with smiles on their faces, to the cheers and applause of the martial arts alliance members.

With the formation broken, the Blood Fiend Sect's demise is imminent.

The young heroes of the Sword Forging Manor were all full of vigor and ambition.

The senior members of the Martial Arts Alliance exchanged glances, each reading the meaning in the other's eyes. They saw in this group of juniors a hope for transformation and growth.

The Blood Fiend Sect seemed difficult to eliminate primarily because it could not be found. Now that this obstacle has been removed, the disciples of the martial arts alliance are charging into battle, fighting desperately against the Blood Fiend Sect who have been waiting for them for a long time.

The improved fragment of the Blood Demon Technique was not as powerful as described in the ancient texts, and the number of Blood Fiend Sect disciples was decreasing.

The Blood Fiend Sect Master realized that the situation was hopeless and prepared to sneak away.

Chu Zhuo sensed something was wrong, threw his longsword out of his hand, and violently hurled it forward, piercing the back of the Blood Fiend Sect Master.

The Blood Fiend Sect Master trembled.

Yingming threw a hidden weapon that pierced his leg bone.

The Blood Fiend Sect Master collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with resentment. In just a few breaths, he was completely dead.

Almost overnight, the Blood Fiend Sect ceased to exist, and the Alliance Leader's Mansion sent people to clean up the mess.

The scourge that had plagued the martial arts world for so long has finally disappeared!

The Sword Forging Manor enjoyed a brief reunion after a trip into the martial world. Many things happened during this time, and everyone had something they wanted to do and a direction to move forward.

Nie Pingjiang was not surprised by this. When he took them as his disciples, he could tell that they had their own opinions.

"As long as you enjoy what you're doing," Nie Pingjiang said.

After another Mid-Autumn Festival, Lin Weiqu, Qiao Yanyin, and three others bid farewell to their master.

"Master, once I achieve good results, I will return to you to claim credit," Fan Moyun said loudly.

"Master, I will miss you and Xiao Liu." Ren Fengping remained reserved and honest.

"Master, don't eat anything too sweet. You're not young anymore, and you've almost lost all your teeth," Guan Shuangge advised.

"Master, please take care," Qiao Yanyin said.

"Master, I will take good care of myself and my fellow disciples." Lin Weiqu.

Nie Pingjiang said with loving eyes, "The Sword Casting Manor will always be your home."

After escorting his disciples to the stone tablet at the Sword Casting Manor, Nie Pingjiang did not go any further.

The five of them had different interests, and they would separate again after walking a little further down the mountain.

Let them walk this path on their own.

The figures of the group grew fainter and fainter until finally, even the last piece of clothing disappeared.

Nie Pingjiang turned around and slowly began to move his legs.

I don't know what they're waiting for.

Just as footsteps sounded behind him and he caught a glimpse of the boy out of the corner of his eye, Nie Pingjiang looked kindly to the side and asked, "Have you finished talking to your senior brothers and sisters?"

"That's all for now." Chu Zhuo held Ying Ming's hand and said in a charming tone, "Master, Ying Ming and I are planning to have beggar's chicken tonight, do you want to come?"

Nie Pingjiang: "..."

The sadness collapsed.

The old man barely managed to suppress his eye-rolling, waved his hand, and suddenly became agile, quickly striding forward: "No, thank you."

His bright and intelligent sixth child was kidnapped just like that!

But then he thought that he had personally "sent" the person out, and then he thought about his observations over this period of time, and he had to admit that Yingming was very suitable for Chuzhuo.

The old man, who outwardly appeared "disgusted," was actually quite satisfied in his heart.

*

In the evening, Yingming started making beggar's chicken.

Wash the whole chicken, add seasoning, wrap it in lotus leaves and yellow mud, pat it thick, and braise it over charcoal.

It got dark, and the beggar's chicken was ready.

Peel away the yellow soil and tear the lotus leaves, and a fragrant aroma wafts out.

Chu Zhu tore off a chicken leg to try it. The meat was tender, flavorful, and juicy. He squinted his eyes happily and praised generously, "Ying Ming, I have to praise you. Your cooking skills are as good as ever. Fresh, tender, and flavorful. It's so delicious!"

The boy's round eyes were incredibly cute, and his rising intonation made his coquettishness seem completely natural.

Ying Ming's eyes darkened, and desire was revealed in them.

Chu Zhuo, stared at by his "terrifying" gaze, slowed her chewing: "You...aren't you going to eat?"

"...Eat." Ying Ming's voice was low and hoarse as he tore off a piece of chicken wing and chewed it slowly.

……

The wooden bed creaked and groaned as it rocked, a sound that continued into the middle of the night.

By the end, Chu Zhuo was half-dead.

Yingming carried him to clean up.

Chu Zhu buried her head in Ying Ming's shoulder and neck, murmuring drowsily, "Ying Ming..."

"Hmm? I'm here. What does Zhuobao want to say?" Yingming glanced down and saw Chu Zhuo's dark head.

He couldn't help but kiss Chu Zhuo's head.

Chu Zhuo just wanted to call his name, but her thoughts were immediately distracted by the touch on her head. Her voice was groggy as she murmured, "Did you kiss me again?"

"I kissed him." Ying Ming's eyebrows radiated satisfaction, his attitude frank. "Zhuobao, do you want more? I'd be happy to oblige."

Chuzhuo: "..."

Chu Zhu bit his neck, making an ambiguous groan, and with that tone, it was clearly not a nice thing to say.

Ying Ming's Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but laugh.

In the last moments before Chu Zhuo drifted off to sleep, she asked him, "...What are you laughing at?"

Ying Ming held Chu Zhuo, who had fallen into a deep sleep, tightly, carefully cleaned her up, and then carried her back to bed.

Chu Zhu slept peacefully in his arms the whole time.

Ying Ming's gaze was filled with deep affection: "Laugh at me... for getting what I wanted."

It's worth laughing at.

Lifetime after life, they were blessed with happiness in every lifetime.