情侣校园搂抱被殴

Chapter 92: I Can’t Refuse

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Liu Yuan did not know about the spiritual jade. After all, the game map of Shangyang was extremely vast, and the number of NPCs in the power circle was extremely large. There were also countless characters who did not participate in the main plot.

Since the establishment of the Jade Mirage Sect, they had been ranked according to ‘The Six Harmonies Are Like Nature, and the Wisdom Is Self-Evident’. There was also a very cold joke about this seniority. In the background introduction of the Jade Mirage Sect, the founder’s first disciple… was called 61. In addition, the Jade Mirage Sect’s appearance attracted too many players, and its quality plummeted. Therefore, the Jade Mirage Sect was sometimes called a kindergarten.

However, this was all the players’ business. Then again, among the NPCs, there were many disciples of the ‘Ling’ generation. Ling Hua was the Senior Sister, and the rest of the disciples of the ‘Ling’ generation were her Junior Brothers and Sisters.

It was impossible for Liu Yuan to know all of them, but he had heard of the character Ling Yu.

Ling Yu was Ling Hua’s Master’s fifth disciple. She was the type of person who always went out to gain experience. Her whereabouts were uncertain, and she was rarely seen inside the sect.

To put it bluntly, this kind of character could only appear in a conversation that suddenly popped up from the mouth of an unknown NPC passing by.

For example: “Our Jade Mirage has a total of five true disciples. Eldest Senior Sister Ling Hua, Second Senior Brother’s Ling Deng… Fifth Junior Sister Ling Yu”, “Senior Sister Ling Yu hasn’t come back for a long time, and I haven’t seen her recently.” “Ling Yu, this girl, sigh…”

These kinds of conversations.

However, Liu Yuan did not expect to see Ling Yu in the Yuelai Inn in the City of Ten Thousand Swords after transmigrating.

Hu Jiuniang introduced the people in the room and left. Before she left, she winked at Liu Yuan and drew the number ‘3’ on his palm.

Liu Yuan closed his palm without saying a word. The Fox Demon’s warm fingertips still had a faint lingering touch on his palm. It was itchy and even had a hint of fragrance, which was quite seductive.

Was this Vixen planning to meet him at midnight?

What a joke, this kind of dirty thing that seemed to break the pure friendship. He, Liu Yuan, had no shame at all.

I can’t refuse, okay?

Liu Yuan shifted his gaze away from Hu Jiuniang’s graceful back and sighed in his heart.

‘Alright, alright. Even if I wanted to do something else, it’s impossible now. Shen Sifan is still chasing after me. From Cui Ting’s words, it seems like she’s already arrived at the City of Ten Thousand Swords. I shouldn’t be courting death at this time. However, Hu Jiuniang’s actions are definitely not without reason. She probably really has something important to discuss with me. I still have to go to and take a listen.’

Gu Chang, who was beside him, saw this, and his little head was filled with great confusion — was this another one of Master’s wives? How many Mistresses do I have?

Liu Yuan turned around and pulled Gu Chang into the room. He put on his best newbie smile and cupped his hands to the five people in the room. “I am Jiang Feng, an independent cultivator without any sect. I am interested in watching the Tideviewing and Sword-listening event, so I brought my younger sister to the City of Ten Thousand Swords to broaden her horizons. My cultivation is still shallow, so I hope that everyone will take care of me.”

“Welcome. It’s fate that we’ve met by chance. We’ll be living together for the next few days, so of course, we have to understand each other.” The first person to answer was a tall and well-built young man in tight clothes. He had a wide heavy sword on his back, and he had an imposing appearance. He had a masculine appearance, and his thick black sword-like eyebrows looked very energetic.

He raised his hand and touched his shiny bald head, then gave Liu Yuan a friendly smile. “My name is Lu Yu, from the Blackheaven Sect.

“Jiuniang has already introduced a few of you to me,” Liu Yuan replied with a smile as he stood up.

The green-robed woman who had been standing by the window and looking out was Wei Feiyan of the Mythical Flame Sect. She was tall and beautiful, but she pursed her lips and had a serious expression. She gave off a cold feeling, which did not quite match the feeling of the Mythical Flame Sect.

Yan Guanlin of Mount Meru was meditating on the wooden bed with his eyes closed. He looked no more than 15 or 16 years old, and had a delicate face, but there was a hint of arrogance in his expression. He gave Liu Yuan the feeling that he was Yue Longzhang, who he had killed with a single sword strike not long after he had transmigrated.

The person drinking tea was a beautiful… man. He had a curly beard. Or, according to Liu Yuan’s current thoughts, he was a trap. His eyebrows were delicate, and he looked almost as pretty as Ning Xiangrong. This person’s name was also quite feminine. It was Mu Ronglian.

Liu Yuan also had an impression of this NPC. He was a character from the strange encounter at Yuelai Inn and was ranked as the second most beautiful person in the game by a large number of players who were interested in men.

The first was You Su, and the third was Ning Xiangrong.

Under normal circumstances, Ning Xiangrong’s dream-like beauty would definitely be second, but this character was a male, so he was instantly jeered at.

However, this character did not appear much in the plot, and strange encounter characters were not included in the conquering strategy.

There was also Ling Yu of the Jade Mirage Sect. A woman in a Daoist robe was sitting on a chair, wiping her sword with her head lowered. Liu Yuan stopped after he came in and looked up at her curiously.

Their cultivations were all around the seventh or eighth level of the Foundation Establishment stage, and Ling Yu was already at the Golden Core stage.

“Oh, oh… That’s great.” Lu Yu looked around and pointed to the two beds inside. “You and your sister, uh, and your cat can rest there. This inn is supervised by the City of Ten Thousand Swords’ guards. You don’t have to worry about anything happening while you cultivate.”

Of course, Liu Yuan knew. To put it more exaggeratedly, there was a sentry every five steps and a guard every ten steps in the City of Ten Thousand Swords. Especially now that it was the Sword Pavilion’s conference, many disciples of the Sword Pavilion came to help maintain law and order, and the crime rate had plummeted.

Liu Yuan thanked him and walked over with Gu Chang.

“You know the lady boss?” Ling Yu suddenly asked.

Liu Yuan had just placed Chuichui on the bed. He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and nodded. “I do. She’s my friend.”

“Oh,” Yan Guanlin, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened one of his eyes and sneered. “The lady boss of this Yuelai Inn is a Nascent Soul stage Fox Demon. You’re just a Foundation Establishment stage…”

“Just now, lady boss pulled his hand and came up here,” Ling Yu glanced at him and said.

Her perception was more than a level higher than the others, so it was not strange for her to know this.

Yan Guanlin’s sneer came to an abrupt end. His face stiffened, and anger flashed in his eyes. But when she thought of Ling Yu’s identity and cultivation, he could only hold it back. He snorted coldly and closed his eyes again, pretending that nothing had happened. He thought to himself that the Vixen might not be holding his hand as a friend, but a cultivation furnace.

The others were very surprised and looked at Liu Yuan in a higher light. Even if he was an itinerant cultivator, it was not simple for him to be friends with a Nascent Soul stage demon fox.

But that was all.

There were many Nascent Soul cultivators in their sects, and they were all Proud Sons of Heaven. They had to respect their Nascent Soul Seniors, but they were not afraid of them.

Liu Yuan picked up Chuichui and placed her on his lap. He smiled and said, “Daoist Ling Yu, you’re asking me this question. Is there something you want to talk to the lady boss about?”

Ling Yu nodded her head, her gaze stopping on Chuichui’s snow-white soft fur as well as the cute expression of her squinting eyes in comfort. She absent-mindedly gave a ‘yes’, hesitated for a moment, and tried her best not to stare at Chuichui. She muttered, “It’s nothing serious. You should rest first.”

This Ling Yu… Could she have a pet fetish, a fur lover?