Chapter 430: Little Ying, Where Are You? Help!
“Gu Gongzhu, knowing oneself is valuable; don’t drink the toast and eat the punishment wine.”
“Your Majesty, watch your actions, or you might face retribution!”
“Gu Yingmian! Don’t you dare be shameless!”
“Huo Ningxue, do you think my Sword Flower Palace fears your Holy Kingdom?”
The two were locked in a fierce verbal spar, the tension rising as if they were about to throw hands at any moment.
Sang Zhe couldn’t tell if they were acting or genuinely heated.
I really can’t tell!
“Sect Leader, you’re a woman; you should be able to figure it out, right?”
Sang Zhe pleaded to Hua Jianglian: “Are they serious?”
Hua Jianglian turned to him seriously and said:
“I don’t know.”
Don’t say you don’t know!
A little advice would be nice!
What if they are genuinely fighting? Would my intervention backfire?
Team members, where are you? Help!
Back when Zhang Xiaoying was around, everything in the household was harmonious, and Sang Zhe never thought he’d encounter such a situation.
Until today, he realized.
The family was in chaos without Little Ying.
“Sect Leader, this is something you girls need to handle.”
Sang Zhe desperately asked, “I don’t have time to fetch Little Ying as backup; can you just step in for her and mediate?”
“Or at least ask indirectly if they are really acting, because I genuinely can’t discern it.”
Hua Jianglian gave Sang Zhe a disdainful glance and huffed, “What’s wrong? A big man can’t manage his harem and hides behind a woman?”
“…What family background do I have? How dare I meddle in the affairs of these great ladies?”
Hua Jianglian thought for a moment.
“…Alright then.”
With a sigh, she slowly entered the fray.
“Gu Sister, Your Majesty, let’s calm down, okay?”
Just as Gu Yingmian and Huo Ningxue were about to draw their swords, Hua Jianglian’s voice cut through:
“Don’t forget, we have serious matters to attend to.”
“Currently, the Demon Clan is eyeing us hungrily, and Wuqishan could be reduced to rubble at any moment if a war breaks out. If the Demon Clan doesn’t even arrive and you two fight it out, wouldn’t that be counterproductive?”
Sang Zhe frantically nodded from a distance.
Yes, yes! Well said! The Sect Leader is undoubtedly a reliable underage female.
However, just when Sang Zhe hoped for some restraint from the two, he suddenly heard Huo Ningxue utter a sentence that made his heart stop.
“Flower Sect Leader, this is a matter between us two adults fighting over Sang Zhe. What business do you have coming here, you little kid? You can’t possibly be trying to snatch him away, right?”
“Exactly, Little Flower, don’t blame your older sisters for not reminding you. You’re still young, so stay behind us. That way, when your older sisters enjoy the pleasures of life with Sang Zhe, we might just bring you along to keep us company.”
Huo Ningxue and Gu Yingmian looked at Hua Jianglian with a mix of disdain and indifference.
Sang Zhe watched as Hua Jianglian’s tiny fists clenched.
…Wonderful.
In that moment, Sang Zhe understood.
Whether they were acting or not.
He could scout a good spot to prepare for his eternal nap.
“Huh?”
Sure enough, the next moment, the little black-clad loli erupted, screaming, “Who do you think you two are, trying to snatch my person?”
“If it weren’t for me pulling that little guy Sang Zhe out of the pile of corpses, he would’ve rotted away on the side of the road.”
“From the moment I rescued him, his life belongs to me! Got it?”
“I haven’t even complained about you sneaky vixens trying to take my man right under my nose, and you think you can act all high and mighty? You think just because I’m young, I’m not acquainted with him as long as you? Do you look down on me that much?”
Soon enough.
With Hua Jianglian’s entry, the fiery arguments erupted into a brutal three-way war.
Hua Jianglian was a hot-headed Demon Cultivators Sect Leader, and now standing against two stunning beauties that seemed far more mature than her, she was unapologetically deploying all the fierce lines she’d learned from manga and novels, and surprisingly, she held her ground in a one-on-two.
As the conflict intensified, the surrounding spectators became increasingly animated.
Chun Lan and Qiu Ju giggled and whispered to each other.
The leaders of Tianlang Wei struggled to keep straight faces, while Xiang Zimo was pinching his thigh, recalling all the sad moments of his life, trying hard not to laugh out loud.
Xu Yourong looked at Sang Zhe with an expression that resembled concern.
“Bro… your luck, does it have something to do with the dark arts? Are you a charm demon body or something?”
Sang Zhe wanted to cry but had no tears.
Everyone else could laugh and enjoy the show.
But for him, it was all pain and no gain.
He suddenly regretted not bringing Little Ying to liven things up.
Relying solely on himself couldn’t stop this harem from going up in flames.
Before long, the heated exchange escalated once more.
“Sang Fei is my Holy Kingdom’s master; I will take him back to indulge in his bliss!”
“Today, I shall see who can snatch Sang Zhe away from my blade!”
“I already said, Sang Zhe belongs to me, the Sect Leader! No one can meet him without my permission!”
“At this point, there’s no need for further words.” Gu Yingmian sneered, “Let’s fight.”
She slowly drew her sword, and with a bright ringing sound like a long whistle, the entire sky seemed to shimmer under her sword intent.
Huo Ningxue proudly sat on her dragon carriage, casually raising a hand. The Tianlang Wei immediately formed a formation, and Qin Xiuyuan stepped forward, standing between the Empress and Gu Yingmian.
Hua Jianglian also slowly rolled up her sleeves. Her eyes turned bloody and cold, her overwhelming bloodlust surging like a sea of corpses.
At this moment, even the spectators unconsciously backed away.
Fearful of losing their lives caught in the crossfire of these divine beings.
The only ones excited were the hidden Demon Clan watching from afar.
“Are they finally going to fight?”
“Great! Let them clash, hopefully, they’ll all lose!”
“Once they wreak havoc among the human coalition, we can sneak in and save a lot of trouble!”
Long Xiao could barely contain the gleam of pleasure in his eyes: “Sang Zhe, didn’t expect this, did you?”
“After living a life of debauchery and sin, you’ll finally fall because you can’t handle too many women! Hahaha!”
At this moment, Sang Zhe also looked at the scene before him in deep despair.
…It’s over.
He had originally hoped they’d put on a show, feigning a fight, buying himself time to heal the Little Princess over there.
But now it seemed.
Whether the Little Princess would recover was uncertain.
But if a real fight broke out, it would be him who’d need healing.
