Chapter 233: Or maybe it's because of me?



Suddenly, Han Li asked, "Hen Shin. I still have that promise, right? This year's teleportation. That's mine—hope there won't be any inconvenience."

The masked cultist looked down at him.

How dare this child?

Han Li chuckled.

He was sure he would fight the Sacred Cult one day or the other, and today, he had some plans. There was a renowned treasure in the cultivation world that had existed from ancient times—and today, that treasure was in the hunchback old man's hand from the Sacred Cult.

It usually wouldn't leave the hands of the Transcendent Stage master from their cult, but lucky for him, he guessed. But still, the hunch-backed old man was no simple game. He had a Power Birth Cultivation even though he was one of the weakest of the bunch.

If he were to use the treasure, he would become even more troublesome to deal with.

Hen Shin nodded. "That is true, Yashi. I had indeed promised the use of my powers for this year—and it is dedicated to the young man below."

"You have no power to promise others the use of this power." The hunchback old man, Yashi, growled.

Hen Shin shook his head with a sigh. "Indeed, as someone once said, it is better to be a soldier in a garden rather than a gardener in war. Who said people could bully me just because they want to?"

He muttered something, and all of the people around tensed.

Truth Dao Magical Power—Thorn of Lies can Hurt.

Suddenly, everyone other than Yashi and an old woman coughed up blood and jumped back in horror. Their masks dripped crimson.

Han Li's eyes shimmered.

Another Dao under the Life Great Dao—Truth Dao.

Hen Shin, on the other hand, had a calm mocking expression. "That power only hurts those who lie. What a filthy bunch. Even you, Yashi. Your defensive powers are admirable."

***

Hua Yu, Hua Feilan, Liyue, Ruo, Yue Li, Li Yao, Wei Yuanfen, and Shin Wenyu. All of them were above a particularly hidden room with a transparent ceiling. They could all see into the sky, and most of them had been watching the battle all night long.

Some had fallen asleep, of course. Not many had the patience to watch old men bicker.

"Big Sister Liyue," Ruo called out and sat up from Yue Li's lap. Then she crawled towards Liyue and took her big sister's hand.

Liyue squinted her beautiful eyes at her. "What do you want, you sneaky brat?"

"My Big Sister is the most beautiful. The most graceful. Her spear is the most mighty, while her husband is the best of all men."

Liyue pinched the cheeky girl's ear. "What do you want?"

"Hehe. My big sister knows me the best. You know, right, my friend Wenyu over there..."

Liyue squinted, and Ruo gulped inwardly.

'Damn, this woman is scary,' she cursed.

Meanwhile, Shin Wenyu, on the side, had frozen in her sitting position and had a blush go all the way up her neck. She could guess what Ruo was about to say.

"So, Big Sister Liyue. Wenyu is head over heels for our handsome Brother Han. She is all over him and wants him to love her like he does you—any chance?"

Liyue looked at Wenyu curiously, then back at Ruo.

"She is a beautiful woman. I don't see any problem with her not getting a chance to sleep with him."

"Really?" Wenyu asked but then panicked. "But I don't just want to lose—lose my virginity to him. I want—I want to be like you."

"Like me?" Liyue frowned.

"Like, you know, he has these cold eyes even though it's hard to see the coldness. He walks around all indifferently with that, um, smile of his that seems just lionel. But whenever he sees you, it's like he changes... and becomes so caring."

"He changes around me?" Liyue couldn't help but have her eyes shine. "What is he like to you?"

"He is polite to me but indifferent. I... I showed him all the hints. I even grew my hair for him. Do I have no hope? Am I just bad?"

Liyue scratched her cheeks in curiosity. "I don't really know to be honest. I never had this trouble with Big Brother. He came to me and swooped me off my feet before I knew it, so yeah, maybe it's because you are not his taste."

"Brutal! More brutal than me!" Ruo muttered in wonder.

Wenyu, on the other hand, had paled.

She asked, "Or maybe it's because of my origin?"