Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?

Chapter 402: 221. They fight holding the handle_2



Chapter 402: 221. They fight holding the handle_2

Chapter 402: 221. They fight holding the handle_2

Xu Yuan fell silent.

What he was actually worried about was that Tian Liuli would be unhappy after seeing this.

However, even if he refused, they would continue to follow him, right?

“Fine, since Saintess An has said so much, you can follow, but make it clear that you must obey my orders in all things,” Xu Yuan said.

Lin Qingque nodded vigorously.

Liu Ruoxue gave a faint nod, perhaps because she felt “abandoned,” which might explain why her demeanor had reverted to a certain extent to what it was before.

...

Xu Yuan also knew this was her way of expressing anger.

But compared to the easier-to-placate her, Tian Liuli was obviously of slightly more importance.

If he placated her now, unless there was a mistake, he would probably have to upset her again later.

So instead of that, it was better to leave it be for now.

“Let’s go then,” he said.

Upon hearing his address, An Yulan fell silent for a moment.

She understood that when Xu Yuan referred to her as the Holy Maiden rather than senior sister, it was his way of reminding her.

His actions had nothing to do with Heavenly Dao Sect; he was doing this just to help Mu Qianyan.

An Yulan’s beautiful eyes drifted, landing on the City Lord’s Mansion opposite the group, and she said.

“Go?”

Xu Yuan looked at her in surprise, “Where to? Aren’t we supposed to discuss our next moves?”

An Yulan blinked and said, “Do you still remember what I said at the beginning?”

The beginning?

Xu Yuan was taken aback and then recalled.

If he wasn’t mistaken, An Yulan had said she would help him secure the Saint Heir position while also advancing his own status.

“Then do you think, apart from martial strength, you have anything else to offer that could help me?” she asked after seeing the expression on his face, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Apart from martial strength?

Xu Yuan frowned. His knowledge of the Demon Sect was very superficial; no matter how he thought about it, he knew he couldn’t outdo An Yulan.

Could it be something to do with Formations?

“Senior brother, she wants you to sell your ass,” Lin Qingque suddenly interjected with a quiet voice from the side.

“Sell my ass?”

Xu Yuan was stunned at first, then looked at An Yulan.

Just when he thought she would refute it.

Then, he saw the fair and elegant face of this fairy-like young girl slowly turning red.

It seems she hadn’t expected that someone would guess her inner thoughts, caught off guard.

“Junior sister, how can you speak so vulgarly?”

“What does ‘selling my ass’ mean? It’s just... making reasonable use of information,” she stammered.

“Who is your junior sister? Shameless,” Lin Qingque retorted.

Xu Yuan stepped forward, casually stopping the confrontation between the two.

“Let me think.”

...

“So how did you manage to convince them in the end? I remember I specifically notified them that only you were allowed in, yet they were willing to let you come.”

Mo Xianxian was curious. She had only observed half of what happened before her thoughts had shifted to suppress the aftereffects of Xu Yuan’s substance in her body. Hence, she wasn’t very familiar with the subsequent developments.

While asking, she did not forget to direct him to continue pressing her acupoints upwards.

“Yes, right there, put some pressure on it.”

At this point, the corner of Xu Yuan’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch slightly.

If possible, he really didn’t want to disclose this matter.

“I told them I would try to extract the information from you, and if it proved impossible, I would give up,” he said.

Xu Yuan, feeling the softness of the young girl’s skin, easily recalled the warmth of her lithe body, coiling around him like a water snake the previous night.

“And they just believed you?”

Mo Xianxian’s brows arched, clearly somewhat incredulous.

“Of course not,”

Xu Yuan sighed, “Especially when we arrived before the City Lord’s Mansion, and the guards at the door told them that you only allowed me to enter. They almost tore down the City Lord’s Mansion.”

“And then?”

Mo Xianxian’s lips curved into a delicate smile.

That was the effect she wanted. Even though currently, due to the need to suppress the aftermath of the Yang Charm Demon Body Fluid, she couldn’t exploit him further for some time. Still, she didn’t mind using a little ruse to sow discord between them.

“Then, they suggested a condition,”

Xu Yuan said as he heaved a deep breath as if someone had caught him in a compromising position.

“What happened?”

Mo Xianxian looked back at him with surprise.

She saw his face turn red as if he were enduring something.

“Sorry, they are fighting downstairs right now,”

Xu Yuan’s face twitched slightly.

It was then that Mo Xianxian noticed something was amiss.

There was a noticeable abnormal bulge below him.

Mo Xianxian’s face turned cold: “What is that?”

Xu Yuan’s expression became somewhat embarrassed.

Without hesitation, her hand shaped like a sword, she slashed downward.

Then, she saw something that made her vision darken, silencing her.

—Two delicate white hands were tightly clasped together, intertwined with each other, and at the center where the hands met was the object that had penetrated her countless times before.

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