Quick Wear: Heaven Always Favors Me

Chapter 234: The Martial Arts Demon Saint 19

After those three people spoke, representatives from other sects gradually expressed similar views.

All the famous and upright sects were dissatisfied with the arrival of the Burning Heaven Sect, thinking that the Burning Heaven Sect was once a cult and therefore was not worthy of competing with them.

The leader of the Wulin Alliance, Yi Chengde, took a sip of tea and asked, "What do you think?"

"Of course we have to disqualify that evil witch from participating in the competition!" said the representative of the Tianshan Sect, pulling his beard.

"So, do you want to label our Wulin Alliance as the treacherous ones? Giving invitations to others but then refusing them access?" Yi Chengde rebuked in a deep voice.

"This..." The representative of Tianshan Sect was speechless for a moment.

The Tang Sect representative snorted coldly and said, "Humph, Alliance Leader, you are wrong. How can we treat the people of the Demon Sect with common sense?"

Yi Chengde glanced at the Tang Sect representative and said lightly, "You mean, when facing the people from the Demon Sect, what we should do is not to defeat them, but to use this trick?"

Yi Chengde responded to every word the representatives said.

Later, they realized that Yi Chengde was not going to cancel Jiang Yao's qualification for the competition, but they didn't know the reason, and Yi Chengde made them speechless, so they had to shut up in disappointment.

"Since everyone has no objection, this martial arts conference can proceed as usual, okay?" Yi Chengde picked up the teacup and looked at the many representatives with a smile.

“Oh, I hope that the Burning Heaven Sect has no ulterior motives as the leader said.” The representative of the Tianyin Sect stood up with a gloomy face and left.

The representative of Tianyin Sect was the angriest person on the field. In fact, the representatives on the field were all smart people. They knew that Tianyin Sect wanted to clear a path for their own Saint Girl. Now that they failed to do so and were criticized for no reason, they were naturally angry.

The representatives of the famous and upright sects had different intentions and resigned to Yi Chengde one after another.

When Yi Chengde was the only one left in the hall of the Wulin Alliance, a man walked out from the side door of the hall.

Yi Chengde chuckled when he saw the person coming and said, "How is it? Is your father's handling of this matter to your satisfaction?"

The man was wearing a white robe, his black hair was tied up with a crown, and his face was as handsome as jade. He was Yi Yuxuan.

Yi Yuxuan raised his hands in a bow, bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, father."

Yi Chengde laughed loudly, then poured a cup of tea and placed it aside: "Xuan'er, sit down."

Yi Yuxuan paused for a moment and sat down as he was told.

When Yi Yuxuan picked up the teacup to drink tea, Yi Chengde sighed: "I want to see what Jiang Yao, who has been haunting you, looks like sooner."

This made Yi Yuxuan cough. His handsome face flushed with embarrassment, and he said in a somewhat embarrassed and angry tone: "Father!"

“Hahahaha!” It was rare to see Yi Yuxuan like this, and Yi Chengde laughed even more happily. He raised his hand and patted Yi Yuxuan’s shoulder, squeezing it hard, “Xuan’er has grown up, not bad.”

Yi Yuxuan looked at Yi Chengde helplessly, then said uncomfortably: "Miss Jiang is very special."

When he first met Jiang Yao, he was ambushed by the people of the Demon Cult. He was seriously injured and when he saw that bright red, he subconsciously called for help.

Even though he was seriously injured at the time, he still had the ability to protect himself. If Jiang Yao had any plans against him, he would be able to fight back.

However, he did not expect that Jiang Yao would simply send him to the clinic and paid a considerable sum of money for the treatment. Before leaving, she only took his personal jade pendant. He had remembered this selfless and decisive woman from then on.

He didn't know Jiang Yao's true identity at that time, but now that he knows it, he can only sigh that Jiang Yao is indeed different from other people in the Demon Sect and will help the injured when he meets them on the road.

The second time he met Jiang Yao was also an unexpected surprise. When he went to the Poison Swamp Forest with his fellow disciples, it was the first time he saw a woman with such courage and martial arts. She could even use her true energy to heal him after he was injured.

He thought it was probably fate.

But that time, he still passed by Jiang Yao.

So this time, he must take advantage of the martial arts conference to become friends with Jiang Yao.

It was the first time that Yi Chengde heard Yi Yuxuan fully describe the process of his meeting with Jiang Yao, and he became even more curious about Jiang Yao.

But after hearing Yi Yuxuan say that he wanted to be friends with Jiang Yao, his face darkened, and he slapped Yi Yuxuan on the back of the head and said, "You coward, you like someone so much that you don't even want to make her your wife? What's the point of being friends?"

Yi Yuxuan's face flushed immediately, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Father, it's too early to talk about... talking about marriage."

"You..." Yi Chengde glared at Yi Yuxuan with disappointment.

Jiang Yao, who was being talked about by the father and son, brought Chongli to the brothel in Taibai City.

Jiang Yao put on a human skin mask and changed into men's clothes, looking like a playboy, and walked into the brothel with swagger.

Chongli held Jiang Yao and said with lowered eyes: "... Sir, this is not the place for you and me."

He was originally righteous, but when he saw Jiang Yao raised her eyebrows, he obediently let go of her hand and followed Jiang Yao.

"Don't worry, I'm just here to take a look. Don't be so tense." Jiang Yao looked at Chongli, who was as serious as a wall, with amusement. She pressed her hands on his shoulders and kneaded them a few times. When she found that the boy became harder, she stopped.

The two of them walked into the brothel together, and the madam came to greet them at the door.

"Oh, young master, you look unfamiliar, are you from somewhere else? Let Hua Niang introduce him to you?" The madam took a look at Jiang Yao's exquisite dress, her eyes lit up, and she smiled even more enthusiastically. When she was about to come forward, she was stopped by a sword handle in front of her chest.

The madam's smile froze for a moment. Jiang Yao looked back at the tense Zhongli, raised her eyebrows, turned to the madam and said with a smile, "I don't like others to get close to me. Find me some people who can play the piano and dance, and prepare a few pots of good wine for me."

As he said that, he took out a gold ingot from his sleeve and placed it in the old procuress's hand. The old procuress' eyes widened and she nodded quickly, saying, "Okay, gentlemen, please follow me."

The madam took Jiang Yao and Chong Li directly to a private room on the second floor. The decoration there was extremely bright and dazzling.

"Please sit down first, gentlemen. I will call someone for you." The madam smiled and closed the door, her footsteps gradually moving away.

Jiang Yao lay sideways on the couch at ease, looking at Zhongli who was standing upright beside her, and said with her chin slightly raised, "Sit down."

Chongli frowned and looked at her, then sat on the cushion in front of the couch as he was told, but his whole body was still stretched straight.

Seeing Chongli like this, Jiang Yao wanted to tease him. She leaned forward slightly to touch Chongli's ear, but was caught by Chongli at the moment when she was about to touch it, and even pulled it.

Jiang Yao was originally supporting herself on the couch with one hand, and this time she fell directly into Chongli's arms. Chongli subconsciously held Jiang Yao's other arm.

At the same time, the door of the room suddenly opened, and beautiful girls came in one after another. When they saw this scene, they were all stunned.