Lu Ming frowned. White flowers? How incredibly inauspicious!
Just as the thought crossed Lu Ming's mind, Huang Tianbao reached out and caught a petal, mumbling in his deep voice, “Are they hosting a funeral or something?”
The surrounding crowd's lips twitched when they heard Huang Tianbao's words.
Little fatty, you sure know how to appreciate things.
They are clearly using them to enhance her ethereal aura, alright?
But looking at the white petals drifting through the sky again, they had to admit it really did feel a bit like a funeral!
Just then, everyone saw Ye Fan, dressed in white, drifting down from the sky with his robes fluttering in the wind.
Currently, Ye Fan was wearing the Tiansheng Sect Saintess attire, which perfectly outlined his exquisite, slender figure.
A white veil as thin as a cicada's wing covered his face, leaving only a pair of cold eyes exposed. Although half of his face was hidden, it still could not conceal his stunningly beautiful features.
A chilling aura of “do not approach” swirled around him, making him appear aloof and proud.
“Look... Look... The Saintess is here...”
“Wow... The Saintess is so beautiful!”
“Holy crap, I have to work hard to marry the Saintess...”
Hearing the discussions below and seeing the obsessed looks the men gave him, Ye Fan clenched his fists tightly inside his sleeves once more.
Damn them, they all deserve to die...
Once I stand at the peak of this world, I will definitely slaughter every last one of them.
The moment Ye Fan appeared, the Tianqi Crown Prince and the Yunhua Saint, who had been maintaining indifferent expressions, both abruptly looked up at each other.
Both of their eyes burned with absolute determination to win...
Their gazes clashed, almost causing sparks to fly in midair.
Seeing this, the Tiansheng Sect Leader nodded in satisfaction.
He knew that their Saintess would definitely be loved by everyone.
“Boss, sister-in-law looks pretty good...”
Big Yellow nudged Lu Ming next to it and said.
“Exactly, she looks decent. She's barely worthy of Eldest Senior Brother!”
Huang Tianbao looked at Ye Fan on the stage and chimed in.
Wang Defa, Fu Chen, and the others nodded along.
At the same time, they wondered in their hearts what this Saintess's character was like.
Did she fit the vibe of the Qingshan Sect?
The people around them looked at them with utter speechlessness upon hearing their words.
Are you guys way too full of yourselves?
To be able to marry the Saintess is a blessing from three lifetimes of good karma, yet you actually say she's barely worthy of your Saint.
Look at yourselves. Do you really think you're the Saint of the Qingshan Sect?
A few people even glared angrily at Lu Ming and his group.
They had already decided that if they met them in the arena, they would definitely give them a harsh lesson.
Some even harbored killing intent.
How dare they desecrate my goddess! They deserve to die!
Meanwhile, Xue Wuchang and Feng Qingqing looked at these people with expressions of pity.
Did they really think their Great Sect Master's title of “Soul Transformation Harvester” was just for show?
They were looking forward to seeing these unfortunate souls get harvested.
As for the stares of the surrounding people, Lu Ming and his group couldn't care less.
If they weren't happy, they could just beat them up!
At this moment, Lu Ming stroked his chin and stared at Ye Fan. He was a bit puzzled. Why did this fiancée of his feel a bit annoying to look at?
At the same time, he also felt that his fiancée's movements were a bit strange, looking rather awkward.
Does she have some kind of major illness?
After Ye Fan took the stage, the Tiansheng Sect Leader scanned the crowd once more.
He still didn't find the Qingshan Sect's Saint!
He frowned slightly. Could it be that they aren't coming?
Then, his voice echoed across the square once again:
“Now, we welcome the Saint of the Qingshan Sect to the stage!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the faint sound of thunder seemed to rumble between heaven and earth.
Big Yellow, Huang Tianbao, and the others instantly wiped the playful expressions off their faces. With solemn looks, they all sprang into action.
Wang Defa raised his hand into the air, his fingertips glowing with brilliant colors as dazzling spells shot into the sky one after another.
In short, they had very little offensive power; they were purely for show.
At the same time, Fu Chen suddenly pulled a large gilded-green flag from his storage bag.
Emblazoned on the flag were the words “Saint of the Qingshan Sect,” written in a bold, sweeping calligraphy that carried an extraordinary aura.
With a flick of his wrist, the flag unfurled with a loud snap, fluttering majestically in the wind.
When the crowd saw the words “Saint of the Qingshan Sect,” a massive uproar erupted.
The Saint of the Qingshan Sect had actually come!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lu Ming maintained a calm expression and swept his hand. In an instant, spiritual light shimmered, and a set of robes exclusive to the Qingshan Sect's Saint appeared on him. The green mountains reflected the sun, and his sleeves fluttered in the wind.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture tall and straight, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with disdain.
The surrounding crowd was first startled, then erupted into a tumultuous clamor.
“What?”
“He's the Saint of the Qingshan Sect?”
Many Soul Transformation cultivators sat up straight, staring intently at that upright figure.
The Tianqi Crown Prince and the Yunhua Saint's eyes flickered, sharp glints flashing in them.
This is the Saint of the former number one power of the Xuantian Continent?
When Xiao Chen saw Lu Ming, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.
So this is the bastard who stole my wife.
I must kill him!!
On the high platform, the Tiansheng Sect Leader stared at Lu Ming, his eyes gleaming.
The Qingshan Sect has been gone for so many years. I wonder what the strength of this Saint they trained is like?
The moment Ye Fan saw Lu Ming's figure, his pupils shrank violently.
Damn it!!
To think this guy is actually the Saint of the Qingshan Sect.
The fiancé of this body.
Ye Fan gritted his teeth, his heart overflowing with cold killing intent.
This damned mortal must die!!
Meanwhile, Lu Ming was smugly gloating in his heart:
Muhahaha... Awesome! I really managed to shock the entire audience today!
Heh... This is the kind of treatment and prestige a protagonist deserves!!
Just as Lu Ming tilted his head forty-five degrees to look up at the sky to strike a pose, Big Yellow next to him extended a paw, and a pair of cymbals tied with red silk appeared in its grasp.
Meanwhile, Huang Tianbao pulled out a massive suona:
“Da-da, di-di-da-da...”
A desolate and shrill blast from the suona blared out, nearly sending Lu Ming to the afterlife on the spot.
Before Lu Ming could even react, a rapid clashing of cymbals struck heavily during the suona's transition.
This ridiculous stunt instantly left the spectating cultivators staring at Lu Ming in utter bewilderment.
What on earth are you guys doing?
They didn't even know what to say.
The people around Lu Ming's group were even more speechless.
You guys were just complaining about her white flowers looking like a funeral, but your damn band looks and sounds way more like one!
On the high stage, Ye Fan was also a mixture of confusion, bewilderment, and rage.
He couldn't understand why he had died at the hands of such a complete idiot several times already.
The Tiansheng Sect Leader's lips also twitched, completely speechless.
He had half a mind to interrupt them, but after a second thought, he decided to let them finish.
After all, interrupting this kind of tune was considered bad luck...
By now, Lu Ming was about to explode with anger. He wished he could slap these two idiots to death.
His meticulously designed, grand entrance to show off...
He had only asked them to play some music to elevate his prestige.
Never in his wildest dreams did Lu Ming expect them to pull this!
Rate on N.U.
