Chapter 131: Tyrannosaurus Girl and the Silly Maiden

"Is it me?"

"Is it really me?"

Listening to the conversation outside, even if Lü Ya were even more foolish, she understood some things.

"Is that dream real?"

"Everything that happened between me and the young master in the dream is also real?!"

At this moment, besides nervousness, Lü Ya's mind was filled more with excitement, as if hit by a heavenly pie, the corners of her mouth uncontrollably rising wildly.

"Anyway, I could never become the principal wife."

Each one is fiercer than the last, each one stronger than the last, capable of flying through heaven and earth, moving mountains and filling seas, able to do anything.

"What about me? Besides washing clothes and cooking, serving tea and water, I can't do anything else."

Being able to be with the young master I love most, to have a title, even if it's the smallest title, I've struck it rich!

Compared to the others, Lü Ya, who had come to her senses, felt no suppressed resentment, only nervousness, excitement, and exhilaration.

"Hehehe~"

Even if the young master marries those several great beauties, and each day draws cards, I will always be able to draw myself once.

Thinking of this, Lü Ya inexplicably felt satisfied.

"Why aren't you coming out yet?"

Outside, the icy words came again, carrying an extremely strong sense of oppression.

But at this moment, to Lü Ya, it was truly the sound of heaven.

Her heart pounded like a startled deer, she clenched her teeth, Lü Ya stood up, opened the door, and furtively glanced outside.

After confirming that the person called out was herself, she cautiously stepped outside; upon seeing Lin Chuan, her face turned even redder.

"I'm dying of embarrassment!"

"Why is the dream real?!"

In the dream, whenever it was late at night, she would act excessively proactive.

Following the principle that in reality she couldn't aspire high, but in the dream she could do as she pleased, Lü Ya dared to be so unrestrained.

Now that she knows the truth, how could she not feel shy?

She only dared to lower her head, her cheeks red as apples.

After a long while, she finally mustered courage, deliberately avoiding Lin Chuan's gaze, looked toward Ye Xue, and whispered softly:

"That... are you talking about me?"

"What do you think?"

Looking at the dazed and foolish Lü Ya, Ye Xue felt like punching cotton, having strength with nowhere to use, an uncomfortable feeling.

"I... I suppose so."

Lü Ya stammered, her voice as thin as a mosquito, her frail body trembling uncontrollably.

"Speak, tell me your thoughts."

Ye Xue said coldly.

"I... I... I can do anything."

Lü Ya dared not voice any opinion.

Ye Xue lightly bit her silver teeth, unconsciously clenching her fists.

In my past life, how did I lose to such a timid, foolish mortal girl?

"Are you willing to be my concubine?" Ye Xue asked deliberately.

"Will... willing." Lü Ya nodded.

Ye Xue asked again, "Are you sincere?"

Lü Ya's eyes were somewhat bewildered, "Why not be sincere? I am originally a maidservant; being able to be the young master's concubine is already climbing high, isn't it?"

Ye Xue: "..."

She stared fixedly at Lü Ya's eyes; in those clear, innocent pupils, besides sincerity, only foolishness remained.

Ahhhhh! How could there be such a person in the world?

Ye Xue did not understand.

Could it be that Lü Ya truly doesn't understand what kind of person Lin Chuan is? What kind of heart he has toward her? She doesn't even dare to contend for a single word?

At this moment, Ye Xue recalled the words Tu Shan Jiao Jiao said:

"By her not contending or grabbing, by her being foolish, by her willingness to accept anything."

"That little girl not only can endure, but also enjoys it, willing to bear any hardship; even if you let her serve us, she will do so wholeheartedly."

"..."

From the beginning, this girl's attitude differed from hers, from Mo Sangyu, from Yun Zhi Yi, and from Tu Shan Jiao Jiao.

From start to finish, this girl always placed herself in the lowest position.

In the previous life she lost to Lü Ya; Ye Xue originally wanted to regain face in this life, but at this moment she also didn't know what to say.

Her and the little girl's thinking seem never to be on the same line.

"Forget it, forget it!"

"I can't be angry with a foolish girl!"

Ye Xue kept comforting herself.

Silence!

The small courtyard fell into a deathlike silence.

Lin Chuan was like a small boat on the Xiu Luo sea, being taken turns to steer by all the madams before the storm arrives.

The most important thing is that the mess ahead definitely needs him to deal with it.

The departed childhood sweetheart Yun Zhi Yi needs to be chased back.

No matter how carefree Yun Zhi Yi was when she left, how solemnly she promised, deep down she's still an injured woman.

Lin Chuan clearly knows that if he does nothing, the future outcome will surely be dire.

At the very least, it's a crematorium for chasing his wife.

Besides, Lü Ya—how should he come clean in the future? How should they get along?

Who can that silly girl beat?

Besides, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao—given her nature, she'll likely come up with some crafty, tricky tricks to mess with him.

Lin Chuan felt a wave of headache.

Of course, what gives him the biggest headache is still the demonized Mo Sangyu, whose temper is even more violent than Ye Xue's.

Mo Sangyu's body was surrounded by constantly flashing red arcs of electricity, with dense demonic aura.

Ye Xue crossed her arms over her chest, silently staring at Mo Sangyu, her eyes full of provocation.

The two women were at each other's throats.

The atmosphere was tense, on the verge of battle.

"How about it? Want to fight?"

Ye Xue snorted.

At that moment, Lin Chuan felt a strong sense of foreboding welling up in his heart.

In his perception, the power of the Purifying World Hong Lian was actually fluctuating wildly, the red lotus power continuously pouring into Mo Sangyu's Dao domain.

If it were before, Lin Chuan wouldn't have placed too much hope on the Purifying World Hong Lian.

At least in the face of Ye Xue and Mo Sangyu at the Legend Realm, the Purifying World Hong Lian amounts to nothing.

But now it's different.

He clearly knows what the source of the Purifying World Hong Lian is.

That is actually a fragment split off from the ancient Chaos Immortal Treasure—the Twelve-Petal Annihilation Hong Lian!

Even if it's just a small part, the power it exerts is enough to affect cultivators of the Legend Four Realms.

If Mo Sangyu borrows the true power of the Hong Lian, she might not be weaker than Ye Xue.

It would be fine if one were weak and the other strong.

But it so happens that they are evenly matched, both cold and arrogant and hot-tempered, neither yielding to the other, so they will surely erupt in a bloody, head‑splitting battle.

……

Meanwhile, in the clouds tens of thousands of li outside Qingyun Prefecture,

On a crimson cloud sat a person cross‑legged, holding a long staff, with blooming and withering red lotus flowers around them.

He conjured a water mirror, repeatedly checking his reflection, very pleased with his human appearance.

But his behavior still retained the habits of a monkey.

"The Dharma Grandfather has already been reincarnated; if I appeared as I once did, he would probably not remember me and might even be frightened."

"That's fine."

The monkey then lay down, using the cloud as a pillow, gazing up at the sky.

The memories of five thousand years ago are still fresh.

"If it weren't for the Dharma Grandfather, I might have long since turned to a handful of dust; now I can consider it a reward after hardship."

"I only hope to renew the master‑disciple bond with the Dharma Grandfather."

Just then, the red lotus flower beside him turned into a red mist that sped off into the distance.

"Huh? What's going on?"

The monkey suddenly sat up, looking toward the direction the red lotus power was flowing, his expression growing grave.

"This is… another Purifying World Hong Lian?!"