Chapter 269: The Fourth Transformation: The Mask of an Arrogant Heart

Inside the Yongle Dadian of the Pure Heart Studio, silence reigned so absolute that the fall of a needle could be heard.

A figure composed of thunder, maintaining human form, stood within the Yongle Dadian.

Looking at the chaotic scene before her, Liu Qingmeng's dark brows knitted tightly, and anger began to churn endlessly in her heart.

Setting aside everything else, among the crowd present, aside from Yan Chuqing and the girl in the red skirt, everyone's style was rather... wild?

Fang Can was even more unorthodox, barefoot upon the cold ink-jade floor tiles, his steaming blood qi condensing into a thin mist in the morning light.

His hanging silver hair was dotted with glistening beads of sweat; as his shoulder blades rose and fell with his breath, they pulled at the smooth muscle lines along his spine.

In plain terms, Fang Can's current state was... the Emperor's New Clothes.

Especially since, even after just completing the Hundred and Eight Hands of the God-Cursing Thunder, his entire body's muscles and blood qi surged like a dragon.

From these scenes before her eyes, Liu Qingmeng could clearly see what terrifying treatment Fang Can had suffered after emerging from the Upside-Down Gate.

"Fang Can, be sensible," Liu Qingmeng said coldly, her gaze turned aside, unable to look directly at the youth before her.

"Oh..."

Seeing an acquaintance, Fang Can also felt somewhat embarrassed and began to control the flesh and blood within his body.

With a "hiss—" of air escaping.

After the white smoke cleared, his swollen muscles instantly cooled, and his physique returned to its normal state.

Just as he was preparing to bend down and pick up the fabric, Yan Chuqing snatched it away.

Yan Chuqing's crimson wide sleeves spread like flowing clouds, resting her chin on Fang Can's shoulder; her hanging black hair tangled with his silver strands, and the look she cast sideways at Liu Qingmeng was exactly like a leopard cat guarding its food.

Holding Fang Can tightly from behind, Yan Chuqing looked at Liu Qingmeng with a challenging gaze and said:

"Yo, Fang Can is now a person of my Pure Heart Studio; what does it have to do with your Robbery Jianshan?"

"Oh my, I almost forgot."

Yan Chuqing suddenly slapped her own forehead and said: "I suddenly remembered, Fang Can came from the Robbery Jianshan; hey, so why is he appearing here now?"

"Oh my, it seems your Robbery Jianshan discarded him like worn-out shoes; seeing Fang Can pitiful and unwanted, I simply showed a bit of kindness and picked him up from the Upside-Down Gate."

"Now Fang Can has already taken the shape of our Pure Heart Studio; thinking of snatching him back at this moment is not very honorable, is it?"

As she spoke, Yan Chuqing's crimson lips were almost touching Fang Can's earlobe, yet her eyes showed not a shred of weakness.

Sandwiched between the two, still in the state of the Emperor's New Clothes, Fang Can felt somewhat embarrassed for a moment.

Moreover, he felt that although what Yan Chuqing said was correct, her wording needed adjustment; her tone was too harsh.

As for Liu Qingmeng, she had previously claimed that even if Fang Can stood before her, she would fear nothing.

But now that Fang Can had truly stood there, she could not bear to look directly at him.

The appearance of this old Chu woman made Yan Chuqing chuckle repeatedly; she provocatively reached out and roughly rubbed the 'fire truck's' dog head, making Fang Can even more afraid to move.

Both were Fourth-Transformation old Chu women.

The gap in their levels might be even greater than the power gap between Sha Jing and Xiang Hongtu.

Liu Qingmeng turned her head, ignoring Yan Chuqing's words, and said in a cold tone: "Fang Can, are you going to leave with me, or continue staying here!"

In Liu Qingmeng's tone, there was thick confidence, utterly certain of Fang Can's choice.

Following her, he could obtain sufficient safety.

But following this group of Pure Heart Studio women, the ending three days later would be abandonment.

Which is heavier and which is lighter; can Fang Can not see it?

Upon hearing these words, Yan Chuqing's expression immediately grew tense.

Because if Liu Qingmeng forcibly took Fang Can away, she had no confidence in keeping him.

Looking at the cold fairy turning her head before him, and feeling the demoness holding him tightly from behind, Fang Can took a deep breath and made his choice.

"Senior Liu, please depart on your own; Fang Can still has urgent matters to attend to and cannot follow. Please, Senior, do as you please."

Liu Qingmeng:?!!!

With a stunned expression, Liu Qingmeng, at this moment, could no longer ignore Fang Can's current state, looking at the youth before her in disbelief.

"What did you say?" Liu Qingmeng asked again.

"I said, I appreciate Senior's intentions," Fang Can reiterated: "But this junior has great matters to accomplish; Senior, please depart on your own."

Looking at Fang Can's calm face, and the bewitching woman behind him pressing her chin onto the youth's shoulder, Liu Qingmeng even thought that Fang Can's consciousness had been controlled by this person.

Otherwise, there was no reason for Fang Can not to leave with her; what kind of soul-confusing drug had he eaten?

Liu Qingmeng's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, and the knuckles gripping her sword hilt suddenly turned white.

Lei Guang leaped restlessly at the tips of her hair, like shattered stars falling into the deep sea, making her pale face appear even more cold and desolate.

The cloying fragrance of the Pure Heart Studio suddenly became bone-chilling; she turned her head to look directly at the youth's open gaze, yet in her peripheral vision, she caught sight of Yan Chuqing's hand clinging to his shoulder.

Aside from disbelief, various flavors of grievance, depression, irritability, and sourness surged in her chest.

Did her careful teaching over these few months not compare to a single day with this Pure Heart Studio demoness?

In her mind, the stray thoughts had already begun to sob, while frantically blaming and pressuring her own true self.

'It is not your fault; is it Fang Can's fault? If you hadn't acted up so recklessly, Fang Can would already be watching the morning sunrise with me from the bedroom of the Robbery Jianshan.'

'Trash ha basically, even if Fang Can is a cow or horse eating grass, the Pure Heart Studio gave the cow and horse fodder on the very first day of arrival; you neither give feed nor let him be a cow or horse, so why would my Fang Can choose you?'

'Wah-yah-yah-yah, it's all your fault for acting up, it's all your fault! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!'

'It's all your fault for making Fang Can not choose me, wuwuwuwu sob sob sob...'

'Three months with you is not as happy as one night at the Pure Heart Studio; you really live too much of a failure.'

Ignoring the crazily acting-up stray thoughts in her mind, Liu Qingmeng looked at Fang Can and asked seriously: "Why do you not leave with me?"

Completely disbelieving what the stray thoughts said, that Fang Can was a person indulging in beauty; otherwise, when he first appeared in the present world, Xiao Liu and Jiang Ningan would have already played together, never dragging it until now.

So looking at Fang Can, Liu Qingmeng said seriously: "Even if you are moved by beauty again, you should clearly know that in two days, the people of the Pure Heart Studio will still hand you over to another Fourth-Transformation!"

"I am naturally clear on this."

Fang Can, neither humble nor arrogant, looked at Yan Chuqing's porcelain-white hand on the fire truck with a clear expression: "But what I want is to see those Fourth Transcendents."

"What do you intend to do?" Liu Qingmeng's expression was inexplicable, not knowing Fang Can's motive.

Even after hearing Fang Can's words, Yan Chuqing and the others carried a thread of curiosity.

She was very curious how this little man thought, not only not thinking of fleeing but wanting to turn back and meet those Fourth Transcendents.

What does this mere First Transcendent hope to achieve by doing this?

Is it loving the dragon but fearing its appearance? Or is it begging, attempting to tell those...

Facing the gaze of these people, Fang Can concealed nothing: "Very simple, I just want to tell those Fourth Transcendents that I, Fang Can, am not made of clay."

"They have humiliated me like this; if ten or eight of them do not die next, it will be hard to conclude!"

What is this fellow saying? A tiny First Transcendent actually wants to take revenge on Fourth Transcendents?

As Fang Can spoke, even Yan Chuqing turned her head in surprise to look at the youth, as if seeing him anew, then couldn't help but burst into a laugh.

"Interesting, too interesting, a First Transcendent actually wants to take revenge on Fourth Transcendents, did I hear wrong?"

Yan Chuqing laughed until she bent forward and backward, her enchanting body shaking.

Not only her, but the crowd around who had received Fang Can's repayment for a drop of water also looked at him with the gaze one gives a madman.

This fellow's tone is so big it wants to reach the sky, actually thinking of taking revenge on Fourth Transcendents! Did they hear wrong?

And facing the crowd's gaze of seeing a madman, Fang Can smiled very brilliantly.

He knew that even if he spoke out his words of revenge, this group would not believe him.

They would only feel he was like an ant shaking a tree, that he was speaking mad words.

But Fang Can did not think these people were stupid, because this was merely different understanding brought by an information gap.

Just as Liu Qingmeng at this moment was not shocked; knowing the intelligence on superpower users, she only felt Fang Can doing this was very dangerous.

But she did not persuade, instead speaking with cold words: "You can also meet them in two days if you follow me; there is no need to wallow and mix in this place of flies and dogs."

"I naturally know, but I do not want to trouble Senior Liu anymore."

Fang Can spoke respectfully with the tone of a junior looking at a senior: "Senior Liu has been good enough to me; this junior does not want to owe Senior a favor anymore, continuing to entangle is bad for both sides."

Regarding Fang Can's attitude at this moment, Liu Qingmeng knew clearly; both sides were people with tempers.

"Since that is so, you shall stay here."

No longer opening her mouth to try to pull people, Liu Qingmeng, after her words, turned into Lei Ting and vanished on the spot, leaving only a blackened gravel pit scorched by Lei Ting on the ground.

Watching Liu Qingmeng leave, Yan Chuqing did not expect all this to be so smooth, smiling as she looked at the youth beside her with a calm expression.

"You want to find trouble with the Fourth Transcendents?"

"Is there a problem?" Fang Can withdrew his smile and said lightly.

"Then you must first pass my test; do you have the heart to strike me?" Yan Chuqing blinked lightly, a beauty so pitiful it made one reluctant to let her shed tears.

This was the moving charm absolutely not seen on Liu Qingmeng's face.

But Fang Can, indifferent like a Bodhisattva sitting high on a temple hall, said: "We shall see if Master Yan and I are of one heart at that time."

"Hmph, boring little man." Yan Chuqing's expression tightened, her tone infinitely cold: "I was just pretending with you; you actually thought Fourth Transcendents were easy to bully."

"Seeing that you just angered Liu Qingmeng for me, I will not punish you with the crime of great disrespect; everyone continue and do not let him stop for the next two days."

The next moment, Fang Can was tackled down.

Looking at the cold-faced demoness before him, he knew very clearly the source of her attitude.

It was a contempt from above looking down on mortals, identical to the attitude superpower users hold toward ordinary people.

The Sand Whale before was the same; deep in the bone, it revealed utter disdain for those below Fourth Transcendent.

Since becoming a superpower user, it had been a long time since anyone showed him this kind of attitude.

'I somewhat want... to shatter the veil of superiority these people hold over me!' Fang Can thought in his heart.

(End of this chapter)