297 Who Wasn’t a Fire Mage Before?
Duan Lanruo had her suspicions long ago, but she did not expect that in Ling Zhen’s description, that ‘Jiang Feng’ would be such an evil person who would go to any lengths to win over women.

What ‘using underhanded means to obtain Senior Sister’s body’… That was Xiahou Cenyi! She was the Grand Elder of the Sky Treasure Pavilion and one of the few powerhouses at the Crossing Calamity stage in the world. Even cultivators at the Crossing Calamity stage would not be able to take her body so easily, right?

However, from Ling Zhen’s words, the usually carefree and uninhibited Elder Xiahou really did show her fear and submission to Liu Yuan, as if she had already fallen into sorrow and was unable to extricate herself, and seemed that… She was enjoying it. It was like love and hate intertwined.

It was the style of the female protagonist of X-Series.

Duan Lanruo did not even need to think to know that this was not a show of coercion. This was clearly ironclad evidence of an adulterous relationship!

There was also the saying ‘Eldest Senior Sister was forced to let her Junior Sister take the initiative to offer herself to the other party to save her life’ – that cold Daoist nun who was proud and arrogant, known for her aloofness, a peerless genius that only appeared once in a thousand years… Was her reputation really so unbearable?

Duan Lanruo was very clear in her heart that Liu Yuan had probably made a plan with her. He wanted to use women who were in the same ‘camp’ as him and were easy to control to create his own ‘faction’ in Liu Yuan’s harem.

This was a silent war between wise people.

A woman’s position in a man’s heart was never determined by defeating another woman, but by who was more popular in his heart.

Therefore, that night in the City of Ten Thousand Swords, the young and childish Ye Cike was completely defeated by Duan Lanruo in a direct confrontation. In a moment of anger, she even thought of an extreme method like injuring herself.

But now, there were many of them, and there seemed to be more and more signs. Although Liu Yuan did not say it explicitly, Duan Lanruo had already vaguely felt it, and it was quite difficult to distinguish who she liked.

As such, the simplest method was to form an alliance!

It seemed that the Daoist nun Ling Hua also thought the same…

Although this was a little utilitarian, in the end, since Junxuan was prepared to support Ling Hua as the Sect Master of Jade Mirage Sect, it meant that she had the ability to control this sect. Then the so-called ‘arrogant and unscrupulous’ might just be the conjecture of those who did not understand Ling Hua.

It was just that the two of them had caused Ling Zhen to have such a misunderstanding, but she did not hate them. Instead, she was willing to do so. It seemed like Little Junxuan’s character was as good as ever.

Duan Lanruo muttered to herself for a while before smiling worriedly. “In that case, Junxuan has actually learned to be bad. He was clearly not like this in the past. I always felt that he was a good child…”

Ling Zhen waved her hand and shook her head. Her face was red as she hurriedly said, “No, no, no. It’s not that scary. I felt it at that time. Senior Sister and the others were not really being threatened. It should be a joke. Moreover, Mr. Jiang Feng was very gentle to Senior Sister. He would stay there to protect her even if it cost him his life. He… He was also very good to me and let Senior Chuichui and I go first…”

The little girl’s voice was getting lower and lower, and she stammered incoherently.

Of course, in the eyes of the Lord of the City of Ten Thousand Swords, it was obvious that she had fallen into the hands of the mysterious ‘Mr. Jiang Feng’. Ling Hua had intentionally created this opportunity for her, but most importantly, from the very beginning, this young lady had been longing for the mysterious ‘Mr. Jiang Feng’ who had appeared out of nowhere and was ranked second on the Singing Sword Ranking, had emotional entanglements with many women. He even intimidated all the sects in the Martial Emperor’s Tomb Secret Realm.

Although Liu Yuan did not realize it himself, the influence of the Singing Sword Ranking journal published by the Green Centipede was extraordinary in Shangyang.

As the City Lord of the City of Ten Thousand Swords, Duan Lanruo would occasionally hear discussions when she walked around the city. After the incident at the Spirit Transformation River, the discussions became even more heated.

The discussion about Ling Hua was already a common occurrence, so the gossip about ‘Jiang Feng’ or ‘Liu Yuan’ was more attractive. The label of ‘dissolute’ was sometimes a weapon to attract women.

“I see, then I can rest assured.” Duan Lanruo held Ling Zhen’s hand and smiled gently. “But there’s one thing that’s wrong.”

Ling Zhen immediately became so nervous that it was as if she was caught daydreaming in her morning class, and was caught by the Law Enforcement Elder. She said, “W-what’s wrong…”

Duan Lanruo said seriously, “Since you’re already prepared to marry Little Junxuan, why are you still calling him ‘Mr. Jiang Feng’? This form of address is too unfamiliar, you should practice it earlier.”

Ling Zhen’s pure and delicate little face immediately flushed red like a little tomato, feeling as if it was about to ripen. However, the beautiful woman’s serious and encouraging gaze made it impossible for her to reject her. After stammering for a long time, she softly said, “…H-husband.”

“Meow!” It was too mushy! Chuichui can’t take it anymore!

The orange cat, who had been ‘Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight’, jumped up and glared at the two women in front of him. What husband? How could they joke like this? They were too shameless! She was not envious… No, she didn’t care about these things at all. She was the one and only mount, not the same as these stinky women!

When Ling Zhen heard Chuichui’s meowing, she immediately cried out, her face red as she frantically bid farewell and fled.

Chuichui looked at Ling Zhen’s back view as she left in a hurry. She pursed his lips and said, “You’re so young, yet you don’t learn …”

Duan Lanruo squatted down and smiled. “Chuichui is jealous too?”

Chuichui coldly meowed, raised her chin, and said, “You guys aren’t my mounts, I won’t be jealous.”

Does it mean that only those of the same level would be jealous?

Duan Lanruo watched as the ‘arrogant’ Chuichui turned around and left, and she smiled. This orange cat transformed from a demonic dragon looked stupid and cute, but she was actually very smart.

Although Ling Hua, the Senior Sister, was invincible among her peers, she was obviously very lacking in affinity. This gave them an opportunity… It was still very easy to pull Ling Zhen to a neutral position.

The City Lord of Ten Thousand Swords revealed a calm smile as she looked at the city’s scenery in the distance. She slowly strolled to the table and made herself a pot of tea.

Once the matter was over, she could use Ling Zhen to get in touch with that Senior Sister. If they could work together, then if something similar to Shen Sifan appeared in the future, it would be much easier to solve.

…

Liu Yuan, who had no idea that his harem was being divided into factions, was squatting on a tree, squinting at the boundary stone and the sect’s symbol in the distance.

The black stone tablet had the words ‘Mythical Flame Sect’ written on it. Due to its age, it was slightly mottled.

Although it looked ordinary, as one of the six sects, it was not easy to enter the territory of the Mythical Flame Sect. There were a total of eight boundary steles and they were placed in eight directions. They formed a formation to block outsiders. If one did not practice the Mythical Flame Sect’s technique, they could not pass through.

If outsiders wanted to enter, they had to report to the higher-ups and give them a special token.

Forcing their way in would trigger the formation.

“This will come in handy…” Liu Yuan glanced at the boundary stone and then switched to the Mythical Flame Sect’s cultivation method.

Who wasn’t a fire mage in the past?