Please, I Really Didn't Want To Fall in Love With My Master! C182– Perversion? I am appreciating art!

The disturbance caused by the beast tide had been gone for many days, and the chaos had basically subsided.

However, the title of “World Suppressing Heavenly Demon” swept across the entire Vast Land.

In order to commemorate Li Ran's merits, the Southern Wind City Lord carved a huge statue for him. It stood in the center of the square.

And he became the first Devil to be pursued by mortals.

Now that Li Ran's Devil name was mentioned, the Righteous Path's cultivators were filled with mixed emotions.

It was true that this person had beaten the Righteous disciples violently, but it was true that he had saved the disciples of the various sects in front of the beast tide.

That was why the outside world had different opinions about him.

Some people said that he was the World Destruction Devil Star, that the day of his rise would definitely turn against the heavens.

There were also people who said that he had the courage to defend the bottom line of the human race.

But no matter what, there was one thing everyone agreed on: Li Ran was too strong.

Before the age of twenty, he had already reached the middle Nascent Soul Realm. What kind of terrifying speed was this?

Even if he was a Nascent Soul talent, he shouldn't be so exaggerated!

Moreover, Li Ran's battle prowess far exceeded that of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator.

Which Nascent Soul dared to tear apart Thunder Lion?

It was more like being torn apart!

If it was said that Li Ran was like a dark cloud that laid across the hearts of the heavenly geniuses, it would make people feel depressed.

That was like the entire night sky, making them look up.

Other than reverence, only a faint sense of powerlessness remained in their heart when they mentioned this Devil Sheng Zi.

The six horses pulled the luxurious dragon carriage and sped through the sky.

Li Ran sat in the palanquin, watching the scenery while sipping immortal tea.

The breeze brushed across his face, making him feel extremely satisfied.

He left Wuyang City early this morning.

The storm caused by the beast tide had basically subsided, and he did not intend to stay any longer.

After these past few days of hard work, Xiao Qingge and Yue Jianli's legs went limp when they saw him.

He should still be sleeping.

When he bid farewell to Li Daoyuan and Li Wuqiang, for some unknown reason, he clearly felt that these two people were relieved…

Li Ran took out two letters from his chest, and a faint fragrance assaulted his nose.

This was sent over from the Imperial Palace last night, and it had yet to be checked.

When he opened the first letter, he saw that it was clean and valiant.

The content was very brief:

The character “Xia” was written below, and a brilliant smiling face was drawn beside it.

It was clearly the work of Sheng Zhixia.

“Why does it look like a confession?” Li Ran was puzzled. “This Flood Dragon Princess doesn't like me, right? I had clearly bullied her before…”

He scratched his head, a bit confused.

However, he couldn't be bothered to think about it anymore.

After putting away the letter, he opened the second one.

The content was also very simple.

Although there was no signature behind it, one could tell that it was written by Sheng Anyi when one looked at the delicate and soft words.

“You still need to worry about something like this? Don't tell me I look like a freak?”

As he muttered, he took out the Mirage Stone and played it.

“I only look at it from the perspective of appreciation.”

On the screen, Sheng Anyi's face was red and her ears were red. Her eyes were mild, and she was wearing a thin white robe…

It was as if a weak willow supporting the wind was moving.

Li Ran wiped the blood from his nose.

“What a good shot. Looks like Sheng Zhixia is very talented in photography!”

After carefully admiring it, Li Ran put away the photographic stone.

A golden light flashed in his hand and a mirror appeared.

Yin Yang Mirror.

This was a spirit treasure obtained from the Sheng Clan's treasury.

The mirror was not made of gold or stone, and there were ancient patterns carved on its edges.

Strangely, the front of the mirror was pure white, and the back was pitch-black. There was no mirror at all.

Even if he injected spirit energy, there was no reaction.

He had studied it for several days, but he did not understand how it was used.

At this moment, Li Ran noticed the red line on his wrist.

“Should I ask Yi Qinglan? I'm sure she knows.”

“She's saying that she doesn' t want to casually open the red line. Now that I have something important to ask her, it shouldn't matter, right?” Li Ran thought for a moment before sinking his mind into the red line.

Xuanling Mountain, Mirage Temple…

Leng Wuyan and Yi Qinglan sat facing each other, and the fragrance of tea curled up on the table.

“I already guessed Sheng Ye's plan,” Leng Wuyan said indifferently. “Over the years, the draconic aura has become weaker and weaker. No wonder he can't sit still.”

Yi Qinglan nodded. “It's not just Li Ran. I've seen the shadow of the imperial government in many battles between the Righteous and Devil.”

The corners of Leng Wuyan's mouth curled into a cold smile. “It's best if he's honest. Otherwise, don't blame me for personally severing the dragon vein!”

Yi Qinglan's brows twitched. “Compared to Sheng Ye, this poor Daoist still hopes that you'll be more obedient… If you really cut down the dragon vein, I won't be able to condense it again within a thousand years. I'm afraid this Penniless Priest will suffer!”

Leng Wuyan glanced at her. “Who's the poor Daoist? Are you familiar with me?”

Yi Qinglan was speechless. “…”

She rubbed the space between her brows.

This witch was still as difficult to communicate with as before.

Leng Wuyan sized her up. “There's something I'm curious about. Aren't you the one who hates Ran'er the most? Why are you still helping him out?”

Yi Qinglan replied, “This poor Daoist said that it is out of justice. Do you believe her?”

Leng Wuyan sneered, “Would you believe that?”

“I won't believe it.” Yi Qinglan hesitated for a moment before she said helplessly, “I'm actually doing this for Langyue…”

“Lin Langyue?

“What does that have to do with Li Ran?” Leng Wuyan frowned.

Yi Qinglan sighed softly. “Ever since she came out of that secret room, this humble Daoist has discovered that something is wrong with her. After asking carefully, I found out that she'd already visualized Li Ran as the Heaven Dao.”

“What?!” Leng Wuyan was shocked, and her phoenix eyes were filled with disbelief. “Your disciple must be crazy!”

She knew what this meant. This meant that Lin Langyue's Immortal Dao was bound to Li Ran.

If Li Ran's cultivation stopped or something unexpected happened, her Immortal Path would also be damaged.

From the moment she visualized Li Ran, she had not cultivated the Dao of Forgetting Emotions. It was Li Ran's Dao.

“In other words, that Lin Langyue is going to be bothering Ran'er for the rest of her life?”

When she thought up to here, Leng Wuyan couldn't help but gnash her teeth.

Yi Qinglan's expression was bitter. “So you understand why this poor Daoist wants to protect him, right?”

Leng Wuyan's eyes flickered.

Yi Qinglan asked curiously, “How do we solve this?”

Leng Wuyan looked serious. “Kill your disciple.”

Yi Qinglan's eyes were filled with anger. Just as she was about to say something, her expression changed.

“This little thief!”

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