Chapter 30: with translation of chapter title

Since we already know the opponent's weakness, if we still can't deal with it, it's our own problem.

At least I'm a transmigrator, though I lost my father as soon as I arrived, attracted the emperor's attention, and even the heaven-chosen male lead sees me as a thorn in his eye and a splinter in his flesh.

But fortunately, the situation has gradually opened up; can we not handle a few demonesses?

Thinking this, Yang Jun couldn't help reaching forward, and with a slap, his hand landed on Leng Qingyue's buttocks.

"Ah! I already said it, why are you still hitting me?"

Leng Qingyue felt both ashamed and wronged, yet she dared not oppose him, so she could only glare at Yang Jun resentfully.

"Oh, sorry, I couldn't hold back for a moment."

"Thanks, can you tell me Mo Qingyan's secret?"

"But anyway, we still need to do the second thing."

Yang Jun gave a hehe smile, looking at Leng Qingyue as he spoke.

Listening to Yang Jun's words, Leng Qingyue gazed at him resentfully, her face full of pitiful charm.

What she is doing now is a betrayal of the Third Senior Sister, and even more seriously, it can be said to be a betrayal of the sect.

How could her feelings possibly remain calm and composed?

At this moment, the pitiful charm Leng Qingyue displays actually gives Yang Jun a different feeling, which is even more attractive than when she is domineering.

"I've already told you the Third Senior Sister's secret and cooperated with you; you can't whip me again!"

Leng Qingyue looked uneasy, gazing at Yang Jun, her body curling as she spoke.

Her clothing originally couldn't cover her skin, and now it reveals even more.

"Don't be afraid, I'm truly a good man; I won't whip you again."

Yang Jun spoke with a smile, and Leng Qingyue let out a soft sigh upon hearing his words.

However, just as Leng Qingyue's sigh was halfway out, she noticed Yang Jun had thrown away the barbed whip and approached with a lecherous smile.

"You, what are you going to do again?"

Leng Qingyue jumped in fright, her eyes full of unease.

"Don't be afraid, I just want you to help me cultivate."

As Yang Jun spoke, he stepped forward, reached out, and pulled Leng Qingyue over.

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City Guard Phoenix-character Battalion Command Headquarters

After Zhou Tian returned, he immediately went to see Mo Qingyan.

"How, did Yang Jun find the culprit?"

Mo Qingyan asked, then gave a cold smile.

Besides a few crucially important people in the sect, no one else knows the secret of her lofty pavilion.

So, Mo Qingyan still has full confidence.

Want to crack it? He Yang Jun probably isn't up to it.

"Finding the culprit in three days? Pingxi Prince's Mansion has absolutely no chance."

Zhou Tian responded, and Mo Qingyan gave a dismissive smile, shaking her head slightly.

Given Yang Jun's reputation as a spoiled noble, what strength could he possibly have to accomplish these things?

"Yang Jun? As the Heir of Prince Pingxi, he seems to need a lesson."

Mo Qingyan wore a haughty expression; as Zhou Tian gazed at her exquisite features, he couldn't help feeling stirred.

Leng Qingyue appears alluring, but in reality she's slippery, not someone easily approached.

As for this Third Senior Sister, she is consistent inside and out, always cold and aloof.

Compared to that, Mo Qingyan now also has greater allure, making Zhou Tian somewhat unable to resist.

"Yang Jun is just a good-for-nothing second-generation scion; what ability could he have?"

"The biggest possibility is that Yang Jun will find a scapegoat and hastily close the case."

Zhou Tian withdrew his greedy gaze and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Speaking, he also gave a slight nod.

For someone like Yang Jun, the most he could possibly do is just that.

"Yang Jun is always a trouble."

"Since he wants to solve the case, I'll just add more fuel to the fire for him."

"If he wants to get by this way, then don't blame me for being impolite; tonight I'll add another layer, letting him feel what a slap to the cheek is like."

Mo Qingyan gave another cold smile, her eyes flashing with icy ruthlessness and a fierce glare.

Since Yang Jun has already spoken recklessly, wanting to solve this case, at such a time, if another person is killed and another dies, how will Yang Jun deal with it?

By then, Yang Jun, who has boasted, will likely lose face.

Moreover, it's not just his personal loss of face; the greatest consequence would be that the entire Pingxi Prince's Mansion would lose all face because of his action.

Upon hearing Yang Jun's words, Zhou Tian's eyes lit up instantly; this matter holds promise!

"Since that's the case, then Third Senior Sister, you'll have to work hard."

Zhou Tian repeatedly spoke to Mo Qingyan, and at the same time bowed his waist, offering her a salute.

"Alright, no need for these empty formalities."

"I've taken care of these tasks for you, but you should still strive hard and practice diligently."

"Otherwise, you'll end up as inept as Yang Jun, and that would disgrace the sect."

Mo Qingyan looked at Zhou Tian before her, spoke, lightly shook her head, and also sighed.

"Yes, Zhou Tian remembers the Third Senior Sister's teachings."

Upon hearing Mo Qingyan's words, Zhou Tian, although, performed a respectful salute to Mo Qingyan.

At this moment, Zhou Tian's heart, however, felt stifled.

His heart was uneasy, and he was very dissatisfied.

But amidst this unease and dissatisfaction, he could not show it.

The only thing he could do was clench his fists tightly, endure Mo Qingyan's scolding, with only his fingernails digging into his palm.

Pain surged, yet Zhou Tian's face showed only a smile.

Alright, wait for my good news; I'm leaving first.

Yang Jun? Interesting. I'll come meet you now, see how capable you are, and accept my challenge.

After Mo Qingyan finished speaking, she turned, tapped her foot, her figure light, leapt out the window, and disappeared.

Watching Mo Qingyan leave, Zhou Tian finally let out a gentle sigh.

After the pressure brought by Mo Qingyan dissipated, Zhou Tian's heart then welled up with an extremely strange feeling.

There's no need to elaborate on Third Senior Sister's beauty; what's important is her expertise in the Pavilion of the Air, which can change its appearance at will.

Thinking of this, a surge of intense stimulation rose in Zhou Tian's heart; that feeling was extremely powerful, surging forth, impossible to contain.

If he could win over Third Senior Sister, wouldn't that mean winning over the entire Sect?

No, as long as he wins over Third Senior Sister, it would be equivalent to possessing countless women.

As long as it's someone he likes, someone he fancies, he can have Third Senior Sister transform into their likeness for his pleasure.

Yang Jun thought to himself, and unconsciously began to count those people.

Yun Xiyue, Leng Qingyue, Mo Qingyan, and even several other senior sisters, of course, plus that ageless, eternally beautiful master!