Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 479: The Phoenix in trouble is worse than...
At the banquet, people drank and drank.

Unlike the crowded crowds outside, those who are eligible to receive the invitation to Fenglei Pavilion, even if they are not members of Sifang Pavilion, their identity and status should not be underestimated.

With the support of such conditions, everyone knew very clearly that if they were lucky enough to get to know and make friends with anyone present, it would definitely be a hundred benefits and no harm to their own forces.

However, nothing is absolute, and there are also many unknown frictions and collisions between forces. Under such circumstances, it is obviously unwise to interact with the geniuses of the other party.

Because of this, this seemingly gathering of geniuses had already been subtly divided into groups from the very beginning.
As she walked into the banquet, as expected, Feng Qing'er's iconic pretty face instantly attracted many people surrounding the banquet. Everyone came forward with a bow and flattered the host to express their flattery.

"Miss Qing'er, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. It's only because the host didn't come that the banquet has not started yet."

A man dressed in a Taoist robe walked quickly over and spoke. The submissiveness in his expression formed a huge contrast with the ethereal aura he exuded.

Feng Qing'er nodded slightly, but her gaze did not linger on this person at all. Instead, she glanced at the surrounding environment and finally slowly stopped at a crowded place.

Feng Qing'er frowned slightly and suddenly asked, "What are those people over there doing?"

"there?"

The man in the Taoist robe heard the voice and looked over. When he saw what the other party was looking at, he immediately showed a look of understanding and hurriedly explained with a wry smile:
"Haha, Miss Qing'er, you might not know that the Xingyun Pavilion recently changed its chief. Now that the young lady is making her first appearance at the exchange meeting, it's natural that many people will come to visit."

It's the Starfall Pavilion again.
After hearing the other party's explanation, the wrinkles between Feng Qing'er's eyebrows not only did not relax, but instead became completely twisted into a ball like a knot.

With her eyesight, how could she not see that something was wrong with the current situation?
It seems that Tang Ying, the chief of Wanjian Pavilion, and Wang Chen, the chief of Huangquan Pavilion, have always been arrogant and often have to be flattered by others. Even if the chief of Xingyun Pavilion was replaced, it would be impossible for them to take the initiative to step down in such an important occasion.

Moreover, most importantly, she is the host of this exchange meeting and the focus of the entire banquet!
A wild woman who I just sneered at, now turns around and rides on my head in just the blink of an eye?

"He's quite capable." A hint of frost gradually appeared on Feng Qing'er's pretty face. She then casually hooked her finger behind her and said lightly, "Lead the way. As the organizer of the exchange meeting, I would like to meet the new chief of Xingyun Pavilion to see if he is as capable as the rumors say."

Seeing the attitude of the woman in the colorful skirt, the person who was called was stunned for a moment, and then an expression of incredible ecstasy appeared on his face. He hurriedly responded, "Yes, yes, Miss Qing'er, please follow me!"

He knew very well that being asked for help by Feng Qing'er by name, even if it was just the simplest task of leading the way, was definitely an honor.

After all, with his aloof personality, it would be a luxury for ordinary people to even exchange a word with him, let alone travel with him in such an occasion.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. The man in Taoist robes who had been waiting outside for Feng Qing'er's arrival rushed forward and ruthlessly pushed the crowd aside, clearing a path for the other party.

Seeing this, Feng Qing'er's pretty face relaxed a lot, and there was a hint of disdain in her beautiful eyes as she looked at the man.

"He'll just wag his tail and beg for mercy if you wave your hand. What a ridiculous man."

She had seen the look in the eyes of this man in Taoist robes too many times. Thinking that she could get on board Fenglei Pavilion with just a word of flattery was probably a bit too unrealistic.

Soon, the man in Taoist robes who was kept in the dark cleared a passage for Feng Qing'er, and the crowd who were originally watching now obviously realized the arrival of the host, and they all came forward politely to salute.

However, little did she know that this very action made Feng Qing'er's doubts even stronger, and she even inadvertently felt an unknown fire that she herself had not even noticed.

She discovered that, apart from the people she initially met on the periphery, none of the other onlookers took the initiative to come forward and curry favor with her. Instead, they seemed to be hesitant about something and were reluctant to express their opinions!
"Miss Qing'er."

"Too slow, get out of the way!"

The reserved words of the Taoist robe man in front of her made Feng Qing'er completely lose her patience. She simply pushed him away and walked quickly towards the center of the crowd in her long boots.

After walking into the crowd for only a few dozen steps, the originally crowded area suddenly became bright.

"you"

Looking at the source of the light, Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes were instantly replaced by a touch of blue. She even forgot the words she had prepared in advance and just stood there in a daze.

"Qingluan, who is this?"

Suddenly, a soft and moving voice came from her ears, and the next moment, Mu Qingluan's familiar voice gradually resounded in Feng Qing'er's ears.

"Oh, come to think of it, Senior Sister, you probably haven't met her yet, right? This is Master Lei's last disciple, and now the head of Fenglei Pavilion, Miss Feng Qing'er."

"It turns out to be Miss Qing'er."

The blue-haired woman nodded slightly, then stood up in front of everyone's nervous gaze, walked gracefully to Feng Qing'er, covered her chest and saluted:
"I've long heard of the great name of the descendant of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan. Seeing him this time, I can see that his reputation is truly well-deserved."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two handsome men, originally in the center of the area, exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of relief in the other's eyes. "I had thought Feng Qing'er would blame Miss Ruoruo for stealing her limelight, but now it seems there's no need to worry," one of the stern men, carrying a sword case, muttered.

"Humph, ridiculous! What kind of character does Miss Ruoruo have? She was gentle and considerate even when dealing with disciples from smaller factions. How could she possibly be so mean to that crazy woman? I think she's hit a wall this time."

Another man with a weird face sneered and said, his words showing that he had some resentment towards Feng Qing'er.

There is no doubt that these two people are obviously the chiefs of the remaining two pavilions mentioned by Feng Qing'er just now. Now that they appear in the power base of Xingyun Pavilion, in addition to their curiosity about the new chief, it is naturally because they are dissatisfied with Feng Qing'er's overly strong position.

In the arena, Feng Qing'er finally came to her senses as she looked at the beautiful woman in front of her who was showing kindness to her. Her tone became indifferent again: "Are you the current chief of Xingyun Pavilion?"

"Since Senior Venerable Tuofeng has shown favor to me, and Qingluan is quite close to me, I have no choice but to take on this responsibility."

Hun Ruoruo shook her head helplessly, and the sincerity in her tone made it difficult to consider her words as humble.

Seeing Feng Qing'er's face was still cold, she seemed to realize something, and knocked her forehead belatedly, saying apologetically:

"Speaking of which, Miss Qing'er is the organizer of this exchange meeting. As a guest, my previous actions did steal your limelight. I hope Miss Qing'er will not blame me."

As he spoke, Hun Ruoruo cast his gaze around, then revealed a gentle smile and teased:

"Thank you all for your concern for my Xingyun Pavilion. Now that the host has arrived, the banquet can proceed normally. If I try to usurp the throne again, Miss Qing'er will no longer be as forgiving as she is now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally tense and stiff atmosphere instantly turned into a relaxed one, and countless people looked at Hun Ruoruo with a hint of gratitude in their eyes.

"Hahaha, yes, we were just a little curious about Miss Ruoruo, the new chief. Now that Miss Qing'er is here, the exchange meeting will naturally be hosted by you!"

"Haha, Miss Ruoruo was able to reach a consensus with Miss Qing'er so promptly. I admire you so much, so much!"

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In an instant, people were talking in different voices. Although on the surface they did not want to offend either side, anyone could hear the protection of Hun Ruoruo in their words.

After all, with Feng Qing'er's vengeful character, if everyone had not chosen to stand on the side in time, they would most likely have incurred the other party's hostility.

Miss Ruoruo's words not only avoided the possibility of offending Fenglei Pavilion, but even the goodwill of Xingyun Pavilion was taken into their pocket, which was an unexpected surprise.

For this group of profit-oriented members, there's no need to say much about what's good and what's bad.
Seeing this, Feng Qing'er gritted her teeth, and there was a rare hint of loss of composure in her beautiful eyes.

These damn guys!
She never expected that this wild woman who should have been the subject of her fuss because of her stealing the show, could actually pull the whole audience's attention to her with just a few words.
You know, even though her strength is indeed strong, it is far from enough to crush everyone. It seems that Wang Chen and Tang Ying are both capable of fighting with her.

Therefore, even though Feng Qing'er was a disciple of Master Lei, she would never dare to openly contradict everyone's opinions in such an occasion.

In other words, the opponent hadn't even shown the slightest bit of strength, but he had already given her a warning with just his own means.
Feng Qing'er looked at Mu Qingluan, who was talking and laughing next to the blue-haired woman, with a dark face. She felt a nameless fire rising in her heart, and immediately she no longer had any scruples.

As for the new chief, she felt that she did not know him well enough and could tolerate him, but she could not tolerate the fact that Mu Qingluan, her defeated opponent, was acting like a bully.

"A villain succeeds."

Feng Qing'er cursed inwardly, then said coldly with a gloomy face: "Mu Qingluan, this is an exchange meeting for the leaders of all parties. How dare you, a person whose identity has been taken away, -"

The cold voice immediately attracted the crowd who were about to disperse. After hearing this, Mu Qingluan, who had been chatting and laughing next to Hun Ruoruo, subconsciously turned her head away, exposing the deep purple light on her chest to the other person's sight.

Mu Qingluan frowned slightly and said calmly, "Miss Qing'er, although I handed over the position of chief to Senior Sister, as Master's disciple, I am also qualified to participate in the exchange meeting. It is a bit inappropriate for you to blame me for this, isn't it?"

"this?!"

After seeing the crystal on the necklace, Feng Qing'er did not choose to reply. It was as if an invisible big hand was strangling her throat, and her voice stopped abruptly at this moment.

The next moment, a tremendous pressure like the gaze of a prehistoric beast suddenly broke into her mind. The roar of a giant dragon echoed violently, destroying all defenses like a rotten wood.

"hold head high!!!"

"thump!"

A wave of damp heat surged between her thighs, and Feng Qing'er felt her legs go limp, collapsing onto the ground. Then, amidst countless stunned gazes, she violently retched.
(End of this chapter)