The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

With her bright red tongue gently licking her slightly dry lips, Shang Gongying opened her orange, cone-shaped eyes and whispered, "Oh dear... I'm so sorry, I was just a little too excited because I won a game of Go with 100 points. I hope I didn't scare the kids?"

This woman! She... is a venomous snake.

An Ruotong felt a chill run down her spine, as if she were being stared at by a venomous snake. In her eyes, Shang Gongying's tongue seemed to be a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

Tap, tap, tap, tap.

Because the surroundings were so quiet, Shang Gongying's little cloth boots made a few crisp sounds on the marble floor, and her long orange hair swayed gently with each step.

"I think I vaguely remember you two... Come to think of it, it seems like it's rare to see such a cute little sister. What's your name again, An something?"

A beautiful smile slowly spread across Shang Gongying's lips as she walked towards the two of them. She exuded an eerie aura, and her orange, pointed pupils were fixed on An Ruotong, who was standing behind Hua Shenxi.

*Snap!* But just as Shang Gongying walked to Hua Shenxi's side, her outstretched arm was suddenly pressed down by a slender little hand.

"What do you want to do to Xiaotong?! Put away your hostility!!" Her long pink hair fluttered gently in the air as Hua Shenxi shouted angrily.

Hey?

In that instant... not only was An Ruotong stunned, but even Shang Gongying herself was a beat slow to react. Her arm, which was raised in mid-air, was quickly slapped away by Hua Shenxi.

"How is that possible? Could it be that Xiaoxi wasn't affected by that woman's aura?! Just how much stronger has she become, and how much stronger is she than me?"

An Ruotong's blood-red eyes trembled slightly. After Hua Shenxi slapped Shang Gongying's arm away, her body recovered instantly, and her small hands unconsciously grabbed Hua Shenxi's arm.

That's right... She had experienced this feeling once before, and it was an aura that could only be felt by players of the same skill level.

It's impossible for someone of a higher level than yourself to shake your mindset, because... they are inherently stronger.

So this can only mean that... this orange-haired woman, who is at the same level as me, is actually much stronger than me... It seems that she is another monster in the true sense.

"Xiaoxi, thank you..."

A strange expression, along with a hint of disbelief, appeared on Shang Gongying's face as she slowly lowered her arm, which had been frozen in mid-air.

"Besides... you look quite ordinary, can you please stop with that condescending expression? Don't ever talk to Kotomi like that again."

Hua Shenxi spoke loudly, and her distinctively provocative voice immediately attracted the attention of passersby.

"Is that Shang Gongying? The pink-haired girl seems to be one of the stronger ones in Group B. Did they have a fight?"

"Is there big news?" As the two were talking, many onlookers gathered around.

Huh? A girl with long, snow-white hair and a girl with long, brown hair were also taken aback at the same time. Luo Qiu'er and Ma Gongling had just come out of the women's restroom on the first floor.

"Shang Gongying, what is that wretched guy doing now... And those two little girls are from Group B, right?" Ma Gongling asked in a hoarse voice.

Gently running her small hands through her snow-white hair, Luo Qiu'er said with surprise and uncertainty, "Shang Gongying...did she not use her full strength when she played chess with me? It felt so dangerous."

“That guy… her chess skills are not as simple as they seem on the surface,” Ma Gongling said, frowning at the cinnabar between her brows, her fair hands clenching tightly.

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"Heh, interesting... It's a pity you're not in Group A, otherwise I would have shown you what true power is."

Shang Gongying's lips curled back into a smile, and her orange, pointed pupils looked at Hua Shenxi with a hint of pity.

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1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds, 10 seconds. Silence…

A strange thing happened. For some reason, a silent silence gradually spread around everyone. Shang Gongying also quickly shut her mouth and didn't say a word.

No, to be precise, the silence among the crowd was not because of Shang Gongying's words.

From an outsider's perspective, all the chess players standing nearby fell silent in an instant.

Hua Shenxi stared blankly into the distance without replying, and Shang Gongying also remained silent.

However… her long orange hair was still fluttering gently in the air, mixed with a few drops of cold sweat, and her sharp orange pupils widened little by little.

The surrounding air seemed to stand still, as if the world was made up of countless clips, and that moment when Shang Gongying finished speaking, that one second of the world was edited out by someone.

Their silence was without reason... because the reason for their silence did not lie with them.

That's right... the silence among all the chess players in the vicinity was not caused by them, nor by any one of them.

With a snap, the doors to the venue were gently pushed open.

A young girl dressed in a water lily-colored Taoist robe slowly walked out of the door. Her long, turquoise hair and scorpion whip were wrapped around her fair neck, giving her a slightly noble air.

Her light green bangs drooped down, obscuring her slightly gloomy vision. Her blue cloth boots, worn beneath white stockings, clattered softly on the ground.

With her pale purple pupils half-closed and half-awake, Ji Yingting walked out of the venue with her head down. Her drooping bluish-green head made it impossible to see her expression.

Purple... Her entire body was enveloped in a purple aura, a color that had transformed from bluish-green...

The purple abyss, like a black hole, spread outwards, its sordid color staining the beautiful painting.

Unable to move... Unable to breathe, unable to think...

Within a radius of several dozen meters radiating outwards from her, the space was completely silent; not a single chess player dared to utter a sound.

The immense pressure emanating from her even made the surrounding chess players unable to lift their heads...

This woman, has she gone mad?!

Just moments ago, Shang Gongying had been manipulating An Ruotong, but now her orange eyes darted around wildly. Her entire body felt as if it were submerged in mud, weak and powerless.

How is that possible?!

If Shang Gongying was a terrifying venomous snake just now... then Ji Yingting at this moment is more like... a demon king.

Her long, turquoise hair and stunningly beautiful face drew everyone's attention. Wearing small blue cloth boots, Ji Yingting slowly made her way through the motionless crowd, and walked away into the distance with her head down under everyone's gaze.

It was... the appearance of a demon king!

"Is Sister Sakuraba angry?" An Ruotong and Hua Shenxi wondered at the same time.

Chapter 220: If both are cuckolded, then who is the father of the daughter?

If Shang Gongying was a terrifying venomous snake just now... then Ji Yingting at this moment is more like... a demon king.

Her long, turquoise hair and stunningly beautiful face drew everyone's attention. Under everyone's gaze, Ji Yingting lowered her head and walked into the distance.

It was... the appearance of a demon king!

"Is Sister Sakuraba angry?" An Ruotong and Hua Shenxi thought to themselves at the same time, their gentle older sister image instantly destroyed in their hearts.

Her long, turquoise hair fluttered gently in the wind, and the purple vortex gradually spread outwards. Only after the turquoise figure had disappeared into the distance did everyone regain their freedom of movement.

"Hmm... So it was her. She really is terrifying..." A few seconds later, Shang Gongying's gaze slowly shifted from Ji Yingting to the little girl with long pink pear-shaped hair in front of her.

"However... if that's all she's capable of, she can't possibly beat 'me'..." At this moment, Shang Gongying's tone suggested that the "me" she was referring to wasn't even herself...

“Flower Goddess Xi…right? I’ll remember you.” Shang Gongying’s orange, pointed, vertical pupils gave her a meaningful glare before gently closing them.

"Xiaotong, shall we hurry and catch up with Sakuraba-nee?" Not wanting to pay any more attention to the lunatic in front of her, Hanako pulled An Ruotong past the orange-haired woman.

Whoosh! With a gentle lift of her fair hand, Shang Gongying's long orange hair cascaded down her back like golden enoki mushrooms from her shoulders. The dazzling orange hair became incredibly beautiful under the sunlight shining through the window, with flowing, golden light swirling around it.

She gently placed her jade-like hand in front of her eyes, her five slender, white fingers forming a small palm shape. Shang Gongying's fingers slowly slid down one side of her cheek.

The moment her jade-like hand touched her fair cheek, her face seemed to shed its skin, transforming from an oval face into a slightly cute round face.

Her orange eyes opened again, and compared to her previous chilling, sharp pupils, they now resembled those of an adorable, well-behaved baby.

"Ugh...really, you woke me up without a sound while I was sleeping. That's so mean! What if I was masturbating just now?!"

"I complained," Shang Gongying said, her arched orange eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Hmm?" Shang Gongying tilted her long orange hair slightly, puzzled, and sniffed the air gently with her cute little nose.

“There’s a familiar aura… It’s mine, one of my kind!!” Shang Gongying muttered to herself, her long orange hair whipping around as she turned to look at Hua Shenxi’s pink back.

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"Click!" The door was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful woman with long light green hair led a little girl with a light green princess hairstyle into the room.

"Alright, Xiaoyu, I'll give you twenty minutes to pack your things... then come home with me right away," Luo Yuyan said sternly.

"Hmm," Luo Zhuyu nodded gently. She walked silently to the white bed, where a figure in light green, wearing a pure white lace nightgown, was fast asleep.

Sakuraba-nee... I'm sorry.

Luo Zhuyu thought to herself, not wanting to disturb Ji Yingting who was already asleep.

Perhaps... I will never have the chance to play Go again.

Huff, huff, huff, huff.

Ji Yingting's light green eyebrows twitched a few times, and she suddenly sat up in bed and lifted Luo Zhuyu into the air!

"Ah!!" Luo Zhuyu and Luo Yuyan exclaimed at the same time. Luo Yuyan thought her daughter was about to be kidnapped and rushed over anxiously.

But... in the next second, Ji Yingting suddenly picked up Luo Zhuyu and placed her on the left side of the bed, lifting her up so that Luo Yuyan couldn't reach her.

"Who are you?"

"I'm her mother. I need to hold my daughter to sleep now. Could you please leave quickly, ma'am?"

After saying this, Ji Yingting gently pressed her large breasts against Luo Zhuyu's face and said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot, my daughter needs milk."

"Sakuraba-nee, I'm suffocating!!" Luo Zhuyu said painfully as her face was pressed against the wall, but she could only let out muffled sobs.

"Nonsense! That's clearly my daughter!" Luo Yuyan said urgently, rushing to the other side of the bed in her high heels.

Hey!

Ji Yingting let out an irritating snort, and like she was toying with a monkey, she picked up Luo Zhuyu and moved her to the right side of the bed. "What do you mean, 'your daughter'?! Why are you taking advantage of my daughter, you old hag?! I'm calling the police!!"

"Look at you, you shameless old woman! Your daughter is so cute, and I'm so beautiful! How dare you say your daughter was born to an ugly freak like you?!"

"And your hair is so light, it looks like a bright green hat!! Are you sure your daughter is really yours? Have you done a DNA test? Hmm? Do you have an egg verification report?" Ji Yingting said provocatively, shaking her long, light green hair. In fact, she had no idea what Luo Yuyan looked like.

"Isn't your hair green too?! I...I, Xiaoyu!! You are my daughter! I am your biological father!" Luo Yuyan was so anxious that she couldn't speak for a long time, and she was even about to cry.

After all, her hair color was indeed lighter than Luo Zhuyu's, and compared to Ji Yingting's noble green hair, it was as inconspicuous as roadside weeds.

"My dear daughter! Tell me quickly, whose daughter are you?!" Ji Yingting released her breasts to let Luo Zhuyu catch her breath.

"Huff, huff, huff," Luo Zhuyu gasped for breath, then suddenly wrapped her arms around Ji Yingting's body. Her pale green eyes blinked wildly as she said, "My mother is Ji Yingting! My name is Ji Zhuyu!! My mother and father are both better than you, you bastard! I hate you, I hate you so much!" Finally having a chance to vent, Luo Zhuyu angrily shouted at the beautiful woman with long, light green hair.