Chapter 427: Zhangsun Xuanling: Xu Lang, You're So Naughty

Xu Chen was truly dumbfounded.

The women he had met before all liked him, sure, but he could still move.

But now this crazy woman Zhangsun Xuanling had him completely pinned.

And she used an Emperor Tier martial art!

Damn! The gap between Saint Grade and Emperor Tier martial arts was heaven and earth.

Even if he used Laws to resist, he probably couldn't win for sure.

And even if he won, he'd likely have to mobilize a massive amount of Law power...

Whether the world would collapse at that point was another matter entirely.

In short, Emperor Tier martial arts were just absurdly powerful.

Roughly the difference between a Martial Emperor and a Martial Saint—one finger from a Martial Emperor could crush any Martial Saint.

This woman actually used an Emperor Tier martial art just to kiss him.

And a swarm of clones at that—utterly insane!

The crowd was stunned too; this Zhangsun Xuanling was far more unhinged than the previous women.

Holy crap! She'd just shattered their worldview all over again.

Most importantly, this Zhangsun Xuanling was the Taichu Sacred Land Vice Sacred Lord!

Damn, the former Saint Son had just been killed by Xu Chen, and now the Vice Sacred Lord was getting together with him.

That was seriously ridiculous!

Yang Han's mouth twitched wildly. It was over—the Vice Sacred Lord had not only said she liked Xu Chen, she was kissing him now.

No—not just kissing, she was making out with him, and the Vice Sacred Lord had initiated it.

Damn, Xu Chen had already said he didn't like her, yet she still went and did this—ridiculous.

After a long while, Zhangsun Xuanling and her swarm of clones slowly released him.

Her eyes were full of seductive charm: "Xu Lang, how did my performance feel?" Xu Chen really wanted to say that deserved negative points.

But he was still being controlled by Zhangsun Xuanling.

He gave an awkward smile: "Pretty good, first time with a man, right?" Inside, Xu Chen muttered, shameless, bah.

Zhangsun Xuanling said softly: "Of course, my first kiss is yours, and you still want me to scram, you're so naughty."

Xu Chen: "......"

I wanna puke, sis, I never wanted anything to do with you, okay?

You were the one who threw yourself at me, my fault?

From the start I told you to scram, as fast as possible, but you wouldn't go, damn it. He said with a pained look: "Um, Miss Zhangsun... 々"

Zhangsun Xuanling pressed a jade finger to Xu Chen's lips and said plaintively: "I like it when you call me Xuanling."

Xu Chen curled his lip. Xuan your uncle.

He cleared his throat and tried to sound as tender as possible: "Dear, beautiful Xuanling, could you let me go?"

Damn it, I'm pinned down by your clones, I can't move at all.

Thank god there's a crowd watching.

If it weren't for the crowd, who knows what that wicked woman of yours would do next.

Right now he felt an urge to kick Zhangsun Xuanling hard a few times.

But he probably really couldn't beat her right now, so he decided to keep a low profile.

He'd done the same in his past life; bowing his head this life wasn't unacceptable—his life mattered more.

What puzzled him, though, was where Lan Yun and the others had gone.

By rights, Lan Yun and Di Hanzhi should have come in too.

If they'd seen this, they should have intervened—strange.

Hearing this, Zhangsun Xuanling's cheeks flushed slightly: "Hmph, you went and called me 'dear' on your own, how embarrassing!"

Xu Chen: "..."

Embarrassing my ass.

Just let go of me, damn it!

Otherwise I'm afraid one Emperor Tier martial arts strike from you would badly wound me even if I ran.

The crowd all started coughing—they were getting to see the Taichu Sacred Land Vice Sacred Lord acting shy for free.

For a moment, they were jealous and envious, yet also grateful to Xu Chen.

Probably the only one who wasn't happy was Yang Han over there.

Sure enough, the people of Taichu Sacred Land were all green in the face now.

Especially Yang Han, who Xu Chen had just beaten badly—now he wanted to die.

If he'd known Zhangsun Xuanling liked Xu Chen, he wouldn't have said a damn word earlier.

Zhao Wuji said cheerfully: "Brother, don't be sad, it's just a Vice Sacred Lord, not the Sacred Lord, right?"

Xun Yan felt mocked on the spot and sneered coldly: "Zhao Wuji, don't get cocky, the next one might be from your Holy Land."

Yang Han also snorted coldly: "Exactly, I'd advise you, Zhao Wuji, to keep a low profile."

Zhao Wuji shrugged: "The Sacred Lord and Vice Sacred Lord are both men, and the Saintess already has someone she likes—no fear here."

Xun Yan and Yang Han said meaningfully: "We hear your Sacred Lord has an adoptive mother, brilliant and beautiful, unmatched under heaven." Zhao Wuji's mouth twitched: "Impossible, that one is already a Martial Emperor, and she never touches men—even our Sacred Lord has no chance, how could Xu Chen have a chance."

Xun Yan and Yang Han chuckled and said no more.