Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

Then why did you choose jealousy as your Daoist partner? Arrogance didn't say that; she scratched her cheek and remained silent.

Women's thoughts are fickle, and men's thoughts are deep; neither is easy to guess.

That's so eloquent, so practiced. She must have said it to a lot of people... Arrogance wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but then she felt it was pointless and would only make her look like a clown. Besides, the fault clearly lay with Lu Yueyuan, so why was she so conflicted? What different... even the notorious womanizer would say that.

What a scumbag!

【If love kills you a thousand times, ten thousand times, will there still be love? Your soul remembers his appearance, your body remembers the pain he inflicted, and finally you are burned by flames, what will be left?】For some reason, Arrogance recalled the words of the fortune-telling girl.

Her gaze wandered to the menacing tiger not far away: "Yes, yes, they're all different. I'm still recovering from my injuries and you've already made me work. Sigh, what can I do? I have to believe in the Holy Emperor."

Lu Yueyuan said, "The Holy Emperor protects you; He loves you as always."

"I know, you don't need to say it..."

Those complex emotions suddenly turned into sadness, welling up from the depths of my soul.

Arrogance sniffed, pinched his hand, and said, "The Holy Emperor loves me, I firmly believe that. Yes, that's why I want to liberate Him. Yes, I've already decided to dedicate everything to Him."

Lu Yueyuan said, "It's good that you think that way."

He said arrogantly, "Hey... I've always thought so..."

Lu Yueyuan said, “Although I share the same pure faith in the Holy Emperor as you, I know that you are the most suitable candidate to be the Holy Emperor’s representative. The Holy Emperor chose me for another purpose. When that purpose is achieved, you will still be the representative. In the future, your name and image will become the Holy Emperor’s representative, and you will represent Him to bring light to the world.”

Lu Yueyuan felt he understood Arrogance very well; she had such respect and care for the Holy Emperor. She desperately wanted to become the Holy Emperor's representative; that was what she desired most.

Therefore, Lu Yueyuan also made his promise: when arrogance accompanies him to the end of the road, the position of the proxy will be hers, and she will become the new synonym for the Holy Emperor.

But now, Pride was silent. She just stared at the tiger in the distance, neither excited nor agitated. She was as calm as a stubborn rock.

"Um, how about I just quit?"

Jealousy broke free from Lu Yueyuan's grasp and weakly said, "Agent, Boss, I think you guys are the ones who... Waaaaaah!!!"

"You are my Daoist partner, don't say that." Lu Yueyuan covered his jealous mouth.

Roar!

On the hilltop over there, even the tiger was getting impatient.

Lu Yueyuan was stuck on the edge of the territory, not fully entering the law. The tiger had been waiting for him to enter, but instead he started chatting over there. What did that mean? Was it a provocation?

The phantoms of the four gods solidified a bit, and the tiger became even more violent, preparing to condense its laws and decrees to launch a preemptive attack.

But on the other side of the fairy boat, two figures were already rushing towards him.

It was Lu Yueyuan and Arrogance.

An arrogant celestial phenomenon appeared, and magical treasures were activated simultaneously. The entire body enveloped Lu Yueyuan like liquid, transforming into his armor and blades. The light of the Holy Emperor's blessing shone throughout the space, and the originally solid phantoms of the four gods began to slowly dissipate.

[Forward][Forward][Forward] Lu Yueyuan gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, appearing in front of the tiger in an instant, and slashed at its neck. As if reality had been frozen in time, the tiger didn't even have time to react before the cold light of the blade touched its neck.

With the Emperor's blessing, spiritual energy, and power, this strike will shatter even the spiritual energy shield of someone at the Unity of Dao and Self realm.

But a law suddenly slammed down on Lu Yueyuan, freezing the blade in place, unable to advance even an inch further. [Rule 1: External objects cannot cause damage], and now Lu Yueyuan had no way to cut it.

"No, this power is too overpowered!" An arrogant voice came from inside the armor, leaving her dumbfounded.

“Mo Zhiyan’s rule writing is not invincible. She needs to create a domain and consume her source energy, so she usually writes very cautiously. But now, this beast has fully unleashed its power and is disregarding the consumption. I’m afraid we can’t kill it no matter what.” Lu Yueyuan’s attack failed, so he quickly used [Retreat] to create a safe distance.

Laws began to roll in, including but not limited to prohibitions on the use of powers, prohibitions on the use of spiritual energy, and so on... A whole host of prohibitions came crashing down on him, making Arrogant's scalp tingle.

"Remember your training with the Dead Souls? Now it's time to put those results to the test."

As the saying goes, "where there's a policy, there's a countermeasure." No matter how strict the rules and regulations are, as long as you keep learning, there will always be times when you can find loopholes.

Even the rules of nature cannot be perfect, so how can human rules be perfect?

"Okay, I'll do it!"

The armor automatically began casting spells, and Lu Yueyuan plunged into the sea of ​​prohibitions, as the golden light of the Holy Emperor began to dissipate.

"Oh, I'm so unlucky," he complained arrogantly.

The armor vibrated.

The vibrations, like the sound of war drums, reverberated. The misinterpreted prohibitions and the rules with loopholes were constantly being learned and improved, and those prohibitions were actually absorbed by the armor.

Despite the constant rubbing and peeling of his armor, Lu Yueyuan endured the pain without uttering a sound. The absorbed prohibition could not be written a second time, and he successfully broke through.

Golden flames flickered in his eyes, and countless threads appeared before Lu Yueyuan's eyes, quiet and still. He saw the astonished tiger on the mountaintop, and the glowing death lines.

"Now!" The power to move forward was released once more, and he appeared before the tiger once more.

With a single strike, the tiger's head fell to the ground. Just as he reached for Mo Zhiyan's hand embedded in his chest, the earth suddenly trembled again. A buzzing sound, the whispers of the laws, rang in his ears, and with a tick, he was drawn into the realm of his heart.

"You sinners, why do you not repent?" The tiger spoke in a human voice, the words echoing around them.

"The same old trick again. This is all the power you have left. It's not very impressive." Lu Yueyuan sneered from the darkness.

“You have committed a grave error, you deserve to die!” said the tiger. “You should atone for this.”

"I'm sorry, I don't want to."

"You have to die." The voice became ethereal. "You've killed so many people, are you really still mentally sound?"

A hand grabbed his ankle. He looked down and saw a dense mass of corpses, belonging to everyone. He kicked the hand away without any remorse.

“If you don’t change your tactics, you won’t be able to defeat me,” Lu Yueyuan said in the darkness.

The sound stopped, as if the speaker was pondering what to do.

“If you don’t do it, I will.” He held up his finger.

At that moment, he heard the girl crying.

Such sorrow, such loneliness—no man could resist such weeping; it stirred the very soul.

How pitiful.

You've forgotten your promise to her, but she still remembers.

"I have a secret to tell you..." Actually, no one cares about her secret. Everyone is too busy. What does your secret mean to me? Indeed, it might be something precious to you that you want to share with me, but am I obligated to accept it? I only have something to do with you. If it weren't for something important, I would never have come to you.

Lu Yueyuan walked toward the sound of crying. The darkness receded, and he stood in front of a cave.

Lu Yueyuan closed his eyes, feeling the desolation and loneliness in the sobs. This time, he could truly empathize. The most precious thing a person has is their heart. Of course, you can carelessly despise her, trample on her, call her lowly, call her foolish, and smugly say, "Why should I cherish her?" But that's a person's heart, and perhaps a long time from now, no one will share it with you.

"I have a secret to tell you..."

“I know.” Lu Yueyuan turned around and said to Mo Zhiyan, who was raising his knife to stab him, “You planted peach trees in your cave and nourished them with spiritual spring water. Each peach tree has a signature: the guardian of the lineage, my grandmaster, the disciples of the Jiuyi Sect… and mine.”

Lonely and isolated, unnoticed by anyone.

Who would care about such a small agreement? Just as adults wouldn't care about agreements between children, children's agreements are invalid. Lu Yueyuan felt the blade pierce his body, cutting through his flesh, heading straight for his heart.

The child stood on the earthen slope, watching the setting sun, which was probably the only thing in the world that kept its word, because it would rise again tomorrow.

Lu Yueyuan opened his eyes. His armor had been completely stripped away by the ban, and Mo Zhiyan, who had been keeping her eyes closed, had walked out. Her dragon claws tore through his body.

He kicked her away.

But then, Mo Zhiyan pounced, the tiger's head flying in the sky, laughing maniacally. Lu Yueyuan's body was heavy and sluggish, and he had no time to defend himself before she pierced his body and penetrated his spiritual sea.

"Lu Yueyuan!!" the arrogant man called out anxiously.

He felt no pain, or rather, he ignored it. The moment Mo Zhiyan stabbed him, he had already thrown the blade. [Forward!] The blade, carrying an unstoppable momentum, pierced the tiger's head in mid-air.

Mo Zhiyan opened her eyes and saw Lu Yueyuan's eyes shining with golden light.

"...What are you doing here?" she asked weakly.

"I came to hang out with you," Lu Yueyuan said. "I've come to keep my promise."

"But now, I have no peaches for you."

“I have some.” He took out the peaches he had prepared beforehand from his storage ring and handed them to her.

A very sweet peach, the one you gave me.

Chapter 112: Let's Make Up (5k)

Mo Zhiyan only realized what was happening when the peach was brought to her lips. What had happened? Why was he here? Her mind was buzzing and in a mess, but she had already taken a bite. The peach was crisp and juicy.

She remembered; Qing Zaishan had attacked her. Overwhelmed with grief, tears streamed down her face as she bit into the peach.

Even if there were grudges, it shouldn't have come to the point of killing each other. She didn't understand why things had turned out this way.

The human heart is complex and profound. Just how powerful must one's abilities be to see into a person's heart? Mo Zhiyan has actually been very happy these days. Qing Zaishan and Shi Bingxin have a better relationship, but they are willing to come to her for help when in danger. Does this mean that, in her heart, she, as an older sister, is more reliable?

Unfortunately, she was wrong. Darkness surged in, its purpose to devour her.

The maid actually used Qing Zaishan's power, which Mo Zhiyan couldn't understand at all. She struggled desperately, but her soul was stained with ink.

The maid's voice was sacred and authoritative: "Give up."

Mo Zhiyan asked, "Who exactly are you? What did you do to Qing Zaishan?"

The maid said, "The master is doing well, but you should give up on Mo Zhiyan."

Mo Zhiyan struggled and said, "Can you take me down?"

The maid said, "The echoes of history have already begun, and you too will eventually become a part of history."

Mo Zhiyan said, "Arrogant."

She had been laying out rules and regulations throughout the ley lines for a long time, but the maid seemed to ignore them, saying, "If you are in so much pain, why don't you seek relief?"

Something inside him was struggling to break free, and a voice echoed in his mind: "Kill her, kill her!" Something struck Mo Zhiyan's face hard, and blood gushed out instantly.

She endured the pain and said, "You can use Qing Zaishan's powers, so she's the mastermind behind all this, right? What does she want? The ley lines of Youzhou? I can give them to her. There's no need for us to fight each other. Also, if she wants Fairy Miaoyin's things, I can give them to her too. I haven't touched what they gave me."

The maid was stunned. She was both amused and exasperated; how could there be someone like Mo Zhiyan in this world, so naive and innocent?

Since she knew that Qing Zai Shan was behind all of this, she still tolerated and backed down. Is Mo Zhi Yan really that easy to bully? In fact, the maid could tell that she was very angry and had an unnamed fire burning inside her, but she really didn't want her sisters to kill each other, which is why she said that.

She has always been like this, her desires are simple and pure, like a child's.

But everyone here is no longer a child. The guardians all have the blood of the Dragon God flowing through their veins. If they cannot greedily devour others, they will be devoured by others.

Treachery, betrayal, resentment... these should be their emotions. They are descendants of God, and should be twisted and insane by nature.

The maid sighed; to be honest, she personally couldn't bear it.

At the Jiuyi Sect, she actually knew what Mo Zhiyan was doing.

The Zaishan lineage's duty is to record history, so nothing that has happened escapes their notice. The maid knew that Mo Zhiyan wasn't actually a homebody; she liked to transform herself into an ordinary disciple and run around the Jiuyi Sect. The lineage protectors of Zhiyan's lineage demanded that everyone treat her with respect, but ordinary disciples didn't. She complained with them about how the lineage protectors were inhumane, went to cultivation and meetings with them, and ate in the canteen with them. When the Jiuyi Sect hired a new canteen auntie who cooked delicious food, Mo Zhiyan rushed over to grab food immediately, and only leisurely walked back after eating until she was stuffed.

She can be petty too.

That day at the gathering, Su Zhaoran stepped on Mo Zhiyan's shoes, which were indeed Mo Zhiyan's favorite shoes. After returning, she became angrier and angrier, but what could she do? It was just a slip of the foot, and not even Mo Zhiyan's shoes, but those of an ordinary disciple. What could she say? Mo Zhiyan sat restlessly under the tree on the island in the middle of the lake. In the end, she decided to contact Su Zhaoran.

The communication talisman was used, and someone responded quickly.

"What is it?" The voice was undoubtedly Su Zhaoran's.

“It’s me,” Mo Zhiyan said.

"Oh, the one who upholds the principles of communication, I know," Su Zhaoran said casually. "What advice do you have?"

Mo Zhiyan asked, "Did you bully a disciple of the sect?"

Are you serious?

"You stole spirit fruits and vegetables, took Lu Yueyuan around everywhere, and even fought spirit beasts in the back mountain," Mo Zhiyan recounted in great detail.

Mo Zhiyan was well aware of what Su Zhaoran had done. She was in charge of the sect's laws and regulations, but these things were not something that could be discussed openly, and no one complained about Su Zhaoran. In addition, considering the sect leader's face, Mo Zhiyan did not pursue the matter.

Actually, saying this makes Mo Zhiyan seem a bit unreasonable, but she doesn't care; she's just so angry.

At this moment, she was as willful as a child.

“I admit to all of this, but when did I bully any disciples of the sect?” Su Zhaoran asked.

“During the gathering today, you stepped on one of the disciples’ shoes,” Mo Zhiyan said.

"Is there?"

"Have!"

How did you know?

Mo Zhiyan was speechless; how could she possibly answer?

“Anyway, I know,” Mo Zhiyan said, “you have to apologize to her.”