bookcurios Chapter 1721
Chapter 1721
Upon hearing these names, the man merely gave a cold laugh and feigned ignorance, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"You! Very well, very well indeed!" Lin Yuyao had never suffered such humiliation before. She immediately raised her voice and said, "No matter which holy city you are a lackey of, ten years from now, I will defeat you all one by one!"
Although she was young and impulsive, she was clear at this moment that she represented Qilin City and had Chen Xuan's Daoist partner by her side, so this was a serious matter.
He intended to leave with a harsh remark, but unexpectedly, just as Zi Mo grabbed his arm, several disdainful sneers came from behind him.
"Oh, isn't this Princess Yuyao of Qilin City?" A frivolous male voice rang out, filled with undisguised mockery.
“Hahaha, yes.” Another voice chimed in, its tone becoming increasingly blatant, “You know what, you weren’t wrong about her – with her looks, she’d be qualified to be my twenty-eighth Daoist partner or my ninety-sixth concubine.”
"How could a proud young woman, the only one to inherit the bloodline of the Holy Qilin, be reduced to being publicly humiliated by a small vendor?" A haughty female voice rang out, each word like a needle piercing Lin Yuyao's heart.
Yu'er and the other five women, along with Lin Yuyao, whose face was ashen, turned around in unison. They saw a group of six people walking slowly towards them: two women and four men, each with a refined aura and a cultivation level in the late stage of the Void Reversal Realm.
The man in the gold robe was the most eye-catching. He had a frivolous smile on his lips, and his eyes, like a sticky spider web, swept over Zi Mo, Piao Xue, and the others without restraint, making no attempt to hide his greed.
Of the six, Piaoxue and Xin'er were the most composed. Piaoxue remained aloof, her eyes calm and unwavering, as if she hadn't noticed the other's provocation; Xin'er, on the other hand, frowned slightly, secretly circulating her spiritual energy, ready to deal with any unexpected events.
Seeing the disgusting looks in those people's eyes as they swarmed around her sisters like flies, Yu'er immediately stepped forward, shielding them behind her. Her eyes were sharp as knives as she sternly rebuked them: "Don't you want your eyes anymore? I can gouge them out and feed them to the dogs!"
"You're courting death! How dare you humiliate my Qilin City like this!" Lin Yuyao trembled with rage, never expecting to encounter several successors from a rival holy city here. Being verbally humiliated in front of Chen Xuan's partner, she could no longer restrain herself. A surge of crimson-gold divine power erupted from her body, and a phantom of a Qilin flickered behind her, clearly indicating her intention to unleash the Holy Qilin Dharma Form and engage in immediate combat.
"Yao'er!" Piaoxue and Zhanxin reacted quickly and grabbed her arm.
This scene caught the attention of the man in gold, who first glanced warily at Piaoxue and Zhanxin—these two women were no ordinary people, capable of restraining Lin Yuyao in her rage. But only for a moment, and he quickly dismissed his wariness, leading his entourage forward.
As he passed the stall, he bent down and picked up the book on immortal-level formation techniques. Then, he turned to the relatively quiet Zi Mo, grinned what he thought was a "kind" smile, and threw the book at Zi Mo with a wave of his hand.
His gaze lingered on Zi Mo's slender and tall figure, and he chuckled, "Since the fairy likes it, this tattered book is yours. May I ask your name and Taoist name, fairy?"
Zi Mo was quiet by nature, but that didn't mean she was oblivious to the situation. Seeing the ancient book flying towards her, her eyes turned cold, and she swiftly formed a hand seal. A streak of crimson fire shot out, landing precisely on the array book in mid-air. With a hiss, the yellowed old book was instantly reduced to ashes, not even a spark touching her.
"No need." Zi Mo said coldly, uttering three words before turning back to Xin'er and Piao Xue.
"Hmph, what's so great about it? We don't care for such tattered books!" Compared to Zi Mo's reserved nature, Tian Xing was much more direct, and immediately raised her voice, "Our husband has a hundred or a thousand times better treasures than this!"