A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother Chapter 121: I Really Am the Sect Leader of Shushan

Secular town.

Daoist Lingxu woke up from a nap, bored in the sect.

No helping it—Shushan was just too peaceful.

Another calm day.

Nothing happening~

To be honest, being the Sect Leader of Shushan was a bit boring.

Day in and day out, there wasn’t a single serious issue he needed to handle.

So, Daoist Lingxu’s greatest hobby was disguising himself and wandering around.

On this day, Daoist Lingxu ca to a small town like he always did.

"Right now you're only at the Golden Core Stage, your vision is narrow. eting is like a frog in a well seeing the moon.

The day you’re lucky enough to reach the Tribulation Stage, you’ll see like a dust mite beholding the blue sky."

The female cultivator at the Golden Core Stage suspiciously sized up the old man before her, "...Are you really the Sect Leader of Shushan?"

"Would I lie? Look closely, this is a secret ssage from the Shushan Sect Leader. I’ll send word to have soone co fetch ."

Daoist Lingxu smugly swished his brush and wrote a letter, but couldn’t find his precious seal.

Forget it, no need to bother with all that.

He sent the letter back to Shushan via flying sword.

".........."

Shushan.

"A secret ssage from the Sect Leader, ordering twenty-one Shushan disciples to head secretly to the Daxia capital."

The Vice Sect Leader gave orders quickly.

"Vice Sect Leader, there’s another secret ssage here."

"Hmm? Two secret ssages in one day?"

The Vice Sect Leader opened it, snorted coldly, and declared without hesitation:

"Fake! I know the Sect Leader’s handwriting perfectly. This one isn’t even in the proper cipher—how dare they forge the Sect Leader’s ssage!"

"........."

Soon, Lingxu received a reply from Shushan.

Lingxu squinted slightly. Why was there only a reply?

Where were the people sent to pick him up?

Without a grand entourage, how was he supposed to show off in public?

Lingxu opened the letter, and a voice ca out from it.

"Arrogant fraud! How dare you impersonate our Shushan Sect Leader? Try it again and we’ll snap your Central State middle-aged cultivator retirent card in half!!"

Lingxu: ........

The female cultivator looked at Lingxu in disgust.

"I really am the Sect Leader of Shushan! I’m not lying, I swear I am!"

The female cultivator stepped back.

"I’ll show you my Shushan token... not on .

My Shushan Sect Leader’s seal, my horsetail whisk... the Sword Command!

Once I activate the Sword Command, legions will co to greet ... I think I forgot to bring that too.

Hey, don’t leave! I really am the Sect Leader of Shushan!!"

"........."

Daxia Imperial Palace.

The matches of the Demon Elimination Tournant ca to an end with Ye Yunzhou’s battle against Shen Chujian of Shushan’s Tongtian Peak.

Shen Chujian defeated Ye Yunzhou and won the final victory of this Demon Elimination Tournant.

But Yu Yangzi didn’t look the least bit pleased.

That Prince of Great Sui, Ye Yunzhou, had been seriously injured not long ago—yet even so, he could go toe to toe with a Shushan disciple.

If he had been at full strength, it was hard to say whether Shen Chujian would have won!

"Thank you for going easy on ."

Ye Yunzhou wasn’t upset at all about losing.

He slightly bowed, clasping his hands in salute, paying respectful tribute to Shen Chujian and the elders present.

Elegant and proper in manners, once he finished the bow, he straightened up slowly and walked back to his seat with a graceful, unhurried pace.

After sitting down, he gently picked up the folding fan placed beside him.

With a flick of his wrist, the fan opened. As the fan spread, a faint fragrance wafted out.

The fan was finely crafted, with bamboo ribs of the highest quality and a fan surface painted with vivid mountain and river scenery.

As for him—he wore a snowy white long robe, sleeves fluttering.

His features were remarkably handso, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. His nose was high, his lips thin but tinged with red, and there was always a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Sunlight stread through the window, casting a golden glow on him, highlighting his elegance and outstanding deanor.

At this mont, mbers of the Daxia royal family and many female disciples from the Xuanjian Sect were secretly casting glances his way.

Ye Yunzhou took out his Communication Mirror.

Typed a bunch of words, then deleted them.

Typed again, deleted again.

Finally........

Ye Yunzhou: "You there?"

Li Xuanxiao: "What is it?"

Ye Yunzhou: "Nothing much, just wanted to chat with you. Is that okay?"

Li Xuanxiao: "I might be a little busy right now."

Ye Yunzhou: "No problem, I can wait—anyti."

Li Xuanxiao: (⊙o⊙)…

"Why does it feel like there’s... sothing ambiguous going on between us?"

Ye Yunzhou: "Haha, brother, what are you joking about? What we have is pure friendship. But hey, that was a pretty funny joke."

Li Xuanxiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank goodness it wasn’t what he thought.

But then again, why was he even thinking such ridiculous things?

Thinking of this, Li Xuanxiao glanced toward Ye Yunzhou in the distance, a little apologetically.

And saw Ye Yunzhou pull a small piece of bandage from his chest.

It was the bandage Li Xuanxiao had used to dress his wounds.

Ye Yunzhou, when no one was watching, gently held it to his nose and took a deep breath.

Then quickly tucked it back away.

He tilted his head up, eyes half-closed.

As if savoring the mont.

Seeing this, Li Xuanxiao subtly tugged up his pants.

B*stard!!

I’d rather you stab in the back with a sword.

Is this even reasonable?

Looking at it another way—wasn’t he practically holding the male lead’s script?

Co on, everyone should transmigrate already!

Who says this world isn’t great? It’s absolutely amazing.

As long as you transmigrate to this world—

You’ll start with a princess Little Junior Sister, followed by a beautiful Senior Sister.

Then you’ll get tangled up with a Demon Lord. And now, even soone who might beco an emperor is falling for you.

You’ve got two great dynasties at your feet, and you’re part of the most powerful sect—Shushan.

Your disciple has the canceled engagent plotline.

Your Junior Sister is the heroine of a tragic immortal romance.

Just enjoy it to the fullest—it’s guaranteed to be aweso!

"..........."

BOOOOM——!!!

With this deafening explosion, it was as if a primordial beast had awoken from slumber, roaring in rage.

The earth began to quake, buildings shook violently, and window fras creaked and groaned.

The sound, like thunder, rolled in from afar and swept across the city in an instant.

Li Xuanxiao raised an eyebrow.

What was ant to co had finally arrived—though he didn’t yet know what it was.

"What’s going on?" Yu Yangzi stood up first.

The old emperor was also stunned, shouting out repeatedly:

"Guards! Guards!"

The once bustling and lively streets of the capital instantly descended into chaos. People fled in panic, screams and shouts echoing everywhere.

Street vendors scrambled to pack up their stalls, terrified of being crushed by falling goods.

Cracks began to appear on the walls, ghastly and deep.

As the tremors intensified, enormous fissures split open in the ground.

"Report!!"

A diviner from the Celestial Observatory rushed in urgently.

"Your Majesty, Daxia’s Dragon Vein has been damaged! Soone is tampering with the Dragon Vein!"

"What!? How is that possible—didn’t the Celestial Observatory notice anything beforehand?"

"This lowly official failed his duty. The most urgent matter now is for Your Majesty to imdiately send people to protect the Dragon Vein!"

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