Chapter 426: The Desire for Competition Rises

While Mo Sangyu was silently appraising Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao was also appraising her.

"So beautiful! Such a beautiful lady!"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao was astonished; this was definitely the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in the Human Race's realm, and even without seeing the face beneath the mask, that aura was captivating.

If the face were even more beautiful, it would rival the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan after Shapeshifting.

"Is she the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion's Dao Companion?"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao felt curious.

It should be.

After all, the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, despite being young, possesses such power, such background, and outstanding talent, fitting for such a beauty.

"Having a Dao Companion, then that's a pity."

If the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion lacks a Dao Companion, and there is fate, she could give it a try.

Fox Clan women have never been bound by their gender; even as women, when they meet someone they like, they can pursue boldly and passionately.

"Eh, what am I thinking?"

After a moment, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao suppressed that thought, "Why overthink? It's only the first encounter; who knows what kind of person he is."

Mo Sangyu and Tu Shan Jiao Jiao each had their own thoughts.

But both women, as women, had an instinctive feeling of competition, inexplicably wanting to outdo the other.

Outside the loft.

The cultivators seeking entry to Myriad Symbol Pavilion had already joined forces to form a formation, preparing to meet the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion's strike.

"All set?"

Lin Chuan's mouth curled into a smile.

Seeing that smile, the cultivators felt a sudden tension, finding the grin somewhat wicked, causing their hearts to flutter.

"Come then, Lord."

The cultivators, with a surge of tiger-like momentum, completed their preparations.

"Good!"

At Lin Chuan's feet, the black Tribe of the Spirits Sea spread in all directions, covering the entire Daoist Hall in an instant.

Rolling black Tribe of the Spirits Qi fell like the apocalypse.

The cultivators were completely panicked.

Even the cultivators watching the battle couldn't help but feel fear.

"What's happening?"

Even when battling the Xuanyuan Family's servants, the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion never displayed such terrifying tactics!

It has a bit of Demon Cultivator vibe.

Inside the loft, Mo Sangyu narrowed her eyes.

She finally confirmed the thought in her heart.

Is Lin Chuan angry now? Is it truly to avenge this newly entered girl?

"Why do this?"

She couldn't understand.

But thinking of what Lin Chuan had done for her, it didn't seem so strange.

Because this person is inherently mysterious and odd.

Besides, what does this have to do with her?

"Right! It's none of my business!"

The Title: Witch steadied herself, "Whatever he does is unrelated to me; why should I care about him?"

"It's all Mo Sangyu's fault!"

"Mo Sangyu's influence is to blame for me!"

She is the cold-blooded, ruthless Red Lotus Witch, and would never be swayed by a mere man.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, also watching the Burial Spirit Domain unfold, harbored a different thought inside.

"So strong!"

"Stronger than any young talent from Tushan I've known."

"I consider my talent decent, but before the Lord of Myriad Symbol Pavilion, I fear I'm far behind."

In his gaze, Lin Chuan made a move.

Boom!

In the void, a massive palm struck down.

Upon close look, the palm was formed from countless skulls, exuding a gloomy death aura.

At this moment, Lin Chuan resembled a demon lord more than any demon.

The cultivators undergoing the 'Trial' were completely unable to hold on; what Lin Chuan displayed now was starkly different from his previously gentle demeanor,

and he lacked the patience he had when he smiled and took in the ugly girl earlier.

Puff!

The huge white-bone palm fell without any hindrance or pause, slamming a group of cultivators straight into the ground below.

It's not that they didn't wish to resist,

but when they tried to resist, their Primordial Spirit seemed frozen, controlling their bodies.

He cleanly and decisively resolved the matter, and Lin Chuan didn't look back as he entered the house.

Only a group of stunned, gawking cultivators outside, and the challengers slammed into the earth, immobilized, remained.

He returned to the house.

Lin Chuan felt two gazes fire at him simultaneously, staring straight at her.

"Cough cough, it's time to eat."

Lin Chuan cleared his throat twice, went to the backyard, waved his hand casually, and conjured a table of fine wine and dishes, a spread of delicious fare.

"Sister, it's time to eat."

He called out.

In no time, Shangguan Meng came running out.

Since Shangguan Qing left, Shangguan Meng has become extremely diligent and hardworking, training day and night, hoping to soon go to the Black Mist battlefield to find her brother,

and fight side by side with him.

In her understanding, this world is still beautiful.

Therefore, fighting for the living beings of heaven and earth, in Shangguan Meng's view, is an honor, an undeniable duty she must undertake.

She misses her brother and feels his pain.

But she has never regretted it, though she once blamed her brother for going to the battlefield.

"Everyone sit."

With Tu Shan Jiao Jiao and Mo Sangyu added, the four each took a seat.

"Sister, Sangyu, let me introduce you: this Miss Bai Jiao Jiao will be our Myriad Symbol Pavilion's gardener from now on."

"We are all family; we must look out for each other."

After speaking, Lin Chuan looked at Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, "Miss Jiao Jiao, this is Sangyu, my friend, who helps me with miscellaneous tasks inside the Myriad Symbol Pavilion."

"This little sister is Shangguan Meng, the sister of my old friend."

"If you have any matters in the pavilion, you may ask them, or you can ask me directly."

Lin Chuan introduced them in a relaxed, natural manner.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao gazed into Lin Chuan's eyes, trying to discern something from his gaze, but saw nothing.

This Myriad Symbol Pavilion master treated her with absolutely no contempt.

"Everyone eat."

In fact, at their level, they don't need to eat at all; even though these delicacies are made from heavenly materials and earthly treasures, they don't require constant nourishment.

But Lin Chuan, like a mortal, after arriving at the Myriad Symbol Pavilion, never skips three meals a day unless there's a matter.

Over time, Mo Sangyu also began to eat along.

Shangguan Meng, still young and underdeveloped, with an incomplete foundation, can consume fewer heavenly and earthly treasures, so Lin Chuan still prepares a suitable spirit food for her separately.

The atmosphere grew somewhat silent.

A moment later, Mo Sangyu removed her mask.

Only then did Tu Shan Jiao Jiao see Mo Sangyu's true face.

So beautiful! Much more beautiful than she imagined, truly like a flawless chosen maiden.

She is the most beautiful being she has ever seen.

Not just the Human Race, but all races!

Even though she, as a member of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, deliberately shapeshifted, she feels inferior in the face of such a beauty.

A sense of crisis surged.

And an inexplicable desire to win rose within her!