Chapter 65: A Sudden Kiss!

  Ling Wushuang raised her eyes and quickly scanned her surroundings.

  This voice... Lou Junyan, it must be him!

  No wonder she felt a gaze on her as soon as she entered, familiar yet elusive, even her divine sense couldn't pinpoint the exact location. She wasn't mistaken after all, it was really him.

  "This king wants to see who dares to move?" The man's voice was even unknown where it came from, cold and calm, making everyone involuntarily feel a chill in their hearts.

  Everyone stared at the stiff body of the Poison Saint, shocked and terrified. Who was this person? With just one voice, he completely suppressed the famous Poison Saint, the elder of the Holy Temple!

  "Master, what's wrong?" Shui Xian'er pulled on Du Sheng's sleeve, tugging hard, but only made his eyes widen even more.

  The Poison Sage's mouth was wide open, his throat crackling with effort, but no sound came out.

  Impossible! Who is this?! Just a single oppressive force that descended upon him, and he can't move. No way, in this world, no one could possibly do this... unless... it's someone from that place!

  "Master, speak!" Shuixian'er was anxious, her delicate face flashed with some panic, and the suffocating feeling on her body didn't improve at all.

  She had never seen the Master like this before, even when facing the ancestors, the Master had never been so discomposed.

  The poisonous saint's eyes widened, his pupils dilating to the extreme, his mind echoing with that cold and harsh phrase: "Ben Jun", who else dares to call himself Ben Jun besides that person at the pinnacle of power?!

  "Get out!" Another cold and overbearing male voice, with an unstoppable force, like a cold wave, rushed in quickly.

  "Ah——"

  As soon as the words fell, Shuixian's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and she let out a shrill cry of despair, her entire body trembling like it had been struck by lightning. The next second, she violently flew backward!

  "Boom!"

  A loud crash, amidst the flashing lights of the merchant guilds, the sky opened up, and instantly wood chips flew everywhere, dust filled the air.

  Before everyone could see what was happening, the Poison Saint and Shui Xian'er had already disappeared into thin air. Meanwhile, a pitch-black hole with a diameter of several meters suddenly appeared on the ceiling of the Tian Xia Chamber of Commerce's grand hall, and the starry sky above poured in through it.

  "My goodness, that's the top master of the Holy Temple, one of the four elders of the Holy Temple, the infamous Poison Saint Bai Zhutian, and yet he didn't even get a chance to show his face before being knocked flying"

  "Who is this person, it's too scary, how come I've never heard of someone so powerful!"

  "Yes, it's even more terrifying than the adults' strength on a stormy night!"

  ……

  Everyone's eyes widened in shock and amazement, staring at what they saw with utter incredulity, their faces bewildered as if in a dream.

  "Ah...!" Ji Yunyang was also stunned on the spot, never expecting that the arrogant and invincible Poison Saint and Holy Maiden Shuixian'er would have such a miserable day.

  Didn't even see her face, and was directly dumped!

  Ji Yunyang wanted to laugh, but somehow couldn't laugh out loud, after all, who was it!?

  With just one voice, the overbearing and arrogant tone made people feel that it was only natural. Suddenly, Ji Yun's eyes darkened as he thought of someone - a mysterious man who had knocked down three peak-level gods with a single move in the Forest of Sunset!

  If it were him, wouldn't dealing with the previous little Poison Sage be as easy as cutting a melon?

  "Unparalleled?" Ji Yunyang had yet to recover from the shock, turned his head to look around, and found that Ling Wudao, who was always standing beside him, had vanished!

  "This, how is this possible?" Li Tianyi's old face turned red, and after stumbling for half a day, he finally managed to squeeze out these few words.

  A generation of sword saints, dominating the Eastern Border, what kind of arrogance is this? At this moment, his legs are actually trembling with fear, and his whole body can't help but tremble. This aura is really too terrifying!

  The arrival of the Poison Saint, Li Tianyi was secretly delighted in his heart, thinking that this was a good opportunity to get rid of the Ling family, but he didn't expect that the Ling family would suddenly produce such a powerful backer.

  "Right, this man is helping Ling Wu Xiong?"

  "Right! When did the Ling family have such a powerful helper?"

  "I thought I had offended the Temple and the Ling family was finished, but now it seems that the Temple is finished"

  "This is also uncertain, the foundation of the holy temple is not ordinary, and there are many older monsters that are more vicious than the poisonous saint who have not yet appeared"

  "It's just that if they really clashed, who would win or lose is still uncertain."

  ……

  The people around them also reacted instantly, and the man's words just now were obviously defending Ling Wusuo, and it was absolutely not a case of seeing injustice and taking action to rescue him.

  So everyone began to speculate, could it be that the Ling family was still hiding an extraordinary master?

  Ji Yun Yang walked slowly to the front of the crowd at the Hu Guo Fu, raised her head and burst out laughing. She was actually holding a chicken feather as if it were a command arrow. After taking a deep breath, she said, "Li Tian Yi, don't think that just because you have a backer, others don't. I'm warning you, don't even think about messing with the Ling family. Wushuang isn't someone that your small Hu Guo Fu can provoke."

  Ji Yunyang finally felt a bit more at ease, with Teacher Tianye watching over her, the Holy Temple wouldn't dare to make any rash moves. Moreover, Wú Shuāng seemed to have some connection with that mysterious man!

  If you listen carefully, you will find that Ji Yunyang is not talking about Ling Wushuang, but the Ling family.

  "Ah, you, Ji Yunyang!" Li Tian's expression was a mix of emotions that he had accumulated over half his lifetime, perhaps even more so than ever before.

  His face turned blue, then red, then green, like a color palette, changing colors rapidly, yet he didn't dare to speak easily, considering the people in the dark.

  "What's wrong with me?" Ji Yunyang, this little guy is getting more and more presumptuous, standing with his hands around his chest, looking at Li Tianyi's frustrated expression, feeling a sense of comfort in his heart.

  However, going back to the topic, when did Musou meet such an awesome person?

  "Who is it?" Nan Gong Ye's face turned somewhat unsightly, "It's not someone from Dong Lin, nor would it be someone from the Holy Temple."

  That voice just now was absolutely a young man. He had originally wanted to let Ling Wushuang suffer a bit more and extinguish her arrogant momentum. He went out again to ask Poison Saint for a favor, but unexpectedly, someone suddenly appeared halfway, ruining his plan.

  Damn it, Ling Wushuang, where has this woman run off to now!

  "Ah..." Yun Qingchen looked at Nan Gongyan's expression, wanting to speak but hesitating.

  It's been too abnormal lately, and every time Ling Wushuang is mentioned, his expression is as if he wants to devour people, not at all like the calm and composed Seventh Prince of the past.

  Ling Wushuang, with her delicate physique, was now swiftly navigating the corridors of the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce, her divine sense spreading outwards as she searched for something. What astonished her was that everything seemed to be going smoothly without any obstacles.

  Finally, a pair of pure white boots stopped in front of a large black wooden gate.

  "Yun Chen?" The person guarding the door was Ling Wu Shuang, someone she had some impression of, having met him once before in the Forest of Sunset, one of Lou Jun Yan's subordinates.

  "The master is inside." The cloud minister saw the newcomer and seemed to have no surprise, smiled and nodded, making a please gesture.

  Ling Wu's eyebrows slightly raised, he seemed to know she would come looking for him, but didn't think much of it, lightly nodding his head as he stepped into the open room.

  This is a room decorated extremely simple, uniform ink black, black carpet, black water curtain, black crystal jade stone carving lamp, simple but not showing monotonous at all.

  "Alright, you all go down first."

  Ling Wushuang had not yet reached the inner court when he heard a familiar voice, a hoarse and magnetic tone that was tinged with a hint of coldness, devoid of any emotion.

  "Yes"

  Three voices responded in unison, with cautious attitudes and unusually respectful tones.

  Then, an old man and a middle-aged man pushed open the black beaded curtain and walked out one after another. Seeing Ling Wushuang in front of them, they were taken aback, raised their hands and pointed at her, "You... you..."

  The two of them looked surprised, and the old man even comically opened his mouth. Wasn't this the alchemist who provided elixirs for the Heavenly Merchants Guild?

  But Your Majesty, how did she end up here?

  Ling Wushuang's eyebrows slightly moved, but she just nodded lightly and didn't say much. These two people were the important persons in charge of the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce, equivalent to the master of the house, whom she had met when providing elixirs for the auction.

  Following "down" and walking out was Jian Nu.

  Still carrying a pitch-black long sword, expressionless, he faintly spat out two words towards the two stunned people. The two exchanged a glance, nodded in unison, and walked out of the room without looking back.

  Looking at their expressions, they seem to have some respect for Jian Nu in their words.

  Jian Nu looked at Ling Wu Shuang, moved his mouth, and his expression hesitated between reverence and pretentiousness for a few moments. A wooden face, somewhat stiffly, moved slightly, but in the end, he didn't say anything and walked out of the room.

  Ling Wushuang's mouth twitched slightly, and her back suddenly felt a chill. The way these people looked at her made her feel strange.

  Ling Wushuang gritted his teeth secretly, raised his hand to push open the black bead curtain, and walked in. In his cold expression, there was a sense of heroism that once gone, never returned.

  The scene before her eyes made her pause for a moment, Lou Junyan was in a half-reclining position, leaning against a black dragon-headed chair, without the usual wide black cloak draped over him, his tall and robust body was suddenly fully exposed.

  He wore a long black gold-edged robe, with fiery red hair flowing down from the back of his head, matching the subtle curve of his lips that seemed to be smiling yet not quite, like a bewitching hell flower blooming in the darkness.

  Cold and arrogant, overbearing and tyrannical, yet giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

  Ling Wushuang was slightly dazed for a moment, and those most enchanting dark red eyes were staring at her without blinking.

  Lou Jun Yan chuckled and said, "Little guy, haven't you had enough?"

  Ling Wushuang's eyebrows slightly moved, and she walked slowly to his side, sat down on her own, and directly asked: "What kind of person are you, why did you come here, what is your purpose?"

  "No rush, I'll tell you slowly." Lou Junyan smiled lazily and raised his hand to lean on his bent knee, with a hint of meaning in his words.

  Ling Wushuang furrowed his brow and opened his mouth with a hint of annoyance, "Then why did you repeatedly lend a helping hand?"

  In front of him, she always felt weak and vulnerable, a feeling that was not pleasant. Moreover, she was also very curious, why he always helped her, even giving away something so precious as if it were nothing.

  Thinking of this, Ling Wushuang's fingertips stroked the ancient Qingyu bracelet buckled on her wrist, which was the reason she had been chasing after.

  "Why?" Lou Junyan's figure slowly sat up, slightly leaning towards Ling Wusuo, his dark red eyes locked onto Ling Wusuo's slightly childish and cold face. A low laugh slipped out of his throat as he asked back, "Do you want to know?"

  Ling Wushuang gritted her teeth and said, "Cut the crap."

  "Hahaha" Lou Junyan looked at Ling Wusuo's slightly annoyed expression, burst out laughing loudly, his bright red hair flying wildly.

  This dull little guy actually asked why for him?

  Suddenly, Ling's slender waist was tightly grasped by a pair of strong arms and she was pulled abruptly into Lou Junyan's embrace. The man's refreshing and masculine scent instantly filled every pore of her body. Before she could react, two cool lips were pressed against her soft cherry lips.

  "Boom!"

  Their lips touched, and a loud explosion sounded in their minds. They were both stunned and passed out. A pair of clear eyes suddenly widened, with long eyelashes opening like small fans, motionless and staring upwards. The gaze fell into a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be smiling but not quite.

  "Hmm——hmm——"

  It wasn't until after an unknown amount of time had passed that Ling Wushuang finally came to, her eyes clearing instantly as she pushed her hands between the two of them and desperately shoved against the man's broad, slightly cool chest.

  Digression

  I knew it, I was wrong, waaah... Originally, after class, I was going to update, but then suddenly got pulled away for a physical education lesson. What a disaster! I'll definitely make up for it tomorrow with a super long update! If not, I'll commit seppuku (ritualistic suicide) +_+