I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

He didn't pay attention, and sniffed the hind paw that had attacked him.

Not only does it not have body odor, but it also has a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance.

"Can it only transform into human form?"

"Huh? Let me check." The Lingdan Hall disciple straightened up, timidly saying, "I couldn't find any record of this kind of spirit beast... but spirit beasts that use yin-yang replenishment can all transform into human form."

Before the disciples of Lingdan Hall could agree or object, Huang Quan quickly used his spiritual energy to draw his name on the certificate.

"Whoever wants the pig-like beast can have it. I'm taking this one. If we really don't know what to do with it, we'll just give it to the person who came in second in the newcomer competition."

As he reached the door, he seemed to recall something and instructed, "By the way, in this newcomer competition, leave your name in the top three. I am, after all, the 'Holy Son' of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and I should take the opportunity to properly care for the younger generation, right?"

Chapter Nineteen: Cultivation is something I accept without regard to propriety or righteousness; what good is the Great Emperor to me?

The Heavenly Demon Sect is situated atop a towering, precipitous peak.

The cliffs rise thousands of feet high, and a ladder connects the key buildings, forming the core hub.

On the training ground, countless newly initiated disciples are working hard, repeatedly solidifying their foundation.

Suddenly, a young girl stopped her swordplay, drawing a shout from the disciples who were passing on their skills.

"Didn't you eat?! Don't think I don't know you're slacking off just because I have my eyes closed! Get moving down there! If your hand skills aren't up to par in the future, don't blame me for not training you properly!"

The girl remained unmoved, her gaze towards the Heavenly Ladder filled with fervent excitement: "Senior Brother has returned to the sect?"

As the girl spoke, more people stopped what they were doing.

Even the disciples who were passing on their skills relaxed slightly and continued to close their eyes and slack off.

"My senior brother is still as dashing as ever after not seeing me for more than ten days!"

"You slut, you only notice that he's still as dashing as ever? Didn't you sense that your senior brother's aura has become even more profound? I think it's a sign that he's about to break through!"

"He's only a few years older than me, so why is there such a huge difference between people?"

"Oh yeah, my senior brother smells really good."

"Can't you think of anything else?"

"Other... what's that on Senior Brother's shoulder? It's a cute little white fluffy thing!!"

"Is that a newly issued spirit beast from the sect? Speaking of which, the day for the beast race to pay tribute to our Heavenly Demon Sect is approaching. My brother said that one of the rewards for this year's newcomer competition is a spirit beast of very high quality!"

"It's truly an honor for it to be chosen by its senior brother."

"Indeed, I really want to be chosen by my senior brother!"

The dark-skinned, simple-looking boy finally stopped swinging his fist and looked at the beast: "That spirit beast... didn't you hear it? She's crying, she's crying! She doesn't like this master at all! That person is not suitable for her at all!"

"Snapped!"

The girl who spoke first slapped the dark-skinned boy across the face.

Unfortunately, his skin was too thick, and not a single red mark was left, but the girl's hand stung from the slap.

"Hey, isn't this our 'great genius' Tang Dong? Not practicing your fists anymore? You have no skills but still dream. What about your 'one force can break all laws'? What about your 'mastery of fists'? When your fists are as thick as your skin, I'll think you've truly mastered your skills!"

The girl may have already gained some prestige, or perhaps it was because the dark-skinned boy questioned the Heavenly Demon Sect's 'Holy Son' relationship that the surrounding new disciples echoed her sentiments.

"Yeah, you said that spirit beast was crying? Why is it still lying comfortably on Senior Brother's shoulder? Is it stupid and can't it run away?"

"It doesn't like Senior Brother? Then who does it like? You're not thinking it's you, are you? No way, no way!"

"Oh my, the tables have turned! The spirit beasts are all jealous! You are now the living Beast King, and all the spirit beasts in the world should belong to you from now on."

The disciple who was passing on his skills naturally noticed the unusual activity below. When he saw that the one being bullied was Tang Dong, he coldly withdrew his gaze, which could be considered as tacit approval of this behavior.

To be honest, he didn't like this newcomer, as he was completely affecting his development goals.

Because Tang Dong is holding him back, he will receive fewer resources this year.

Despite having no talent, they firmly believe they are geniuses.

What does it mean to attain enlightenment through boxing?

If he throws his fist a billion times, no one can stand in front of him.

If it weren't for the fact that the punishment for infighting among fellow disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect was too severe.

He had already kicked Tang Dong in the face to tell him: "If I lift my foot even once, you will not be able to stand in front of me."

Those who pass the entrance exam are considered lucky to have crawled up half-dead. On the day of the exam, a female elder took pity on him because he was pitiful, covered in blood, and still unwilling to give up.

……

Below the ladder, Gu Qici's figure was rapidly ascending.

Huang Quan and she just happened to pass each other by chance.

Upon seeing the pure white fur ball on Huang Quan's shoulder, a hint of surprise flashed in Gu Qici's pupils, followed by nothing but confusion.

She felt somewhat lost.

"Where is the pig-like beast?"

At this point in time...

Huang Quan should be led by a boar beast.

Why is there such a large discrepancy between the actual situation and her memories of her past life?

The same applies to the Jiang family. Although the three-year agreement did not change much, they actually killed Liang Feifan, their future "number two enemy".

Is it because of the butterfly effect caused by her rebirth, or...?

She was somewhat inclined to believe that he had been reborn in the underworld, and decided to test the waters.

"Senior brother, what's going on? I heard that the spirit beast the sect leader prepared for you wasn't this one."

Huang Quan spotted his close follower who had disappeared for several days: "You mean that pig? It's still in the Spirit Pill Hall. If you like it, I'll give it to you while it's still hot."

"But only the boar beast can help my senior brother ascend to the Great Dao sooner..."

Huang Quan was currently engaged in a battle of wits with Chun Anran in his mind, and they had already reached the part about the ancient language of the sea blue language. For a moment, he blurted out: "Cultivation is something that cannot be distinguished by etiquette and righteousness, so what good is the Great Emperor to me?"

he……

he?

If one accepts cultivation without regard to propriety or righteousness, what benefit does the Great Emperor have for me?

Gu Qici pressed her hand to her chest.

It feels like my dormant heart is showing signs of revival.

Maybe……

Maybe……

"Perhaps my senior brother is in a bad mood today, and my senior sister was scolded?"

It was time for the new disciples to rest.

A balance between work and rest is key; excessive self-discipline often backfires.

Tang Dong saw Gu Qici standing at the Heavenly Ladder with her expression constantly changing.

Sometimes laughing, sometimes crying.

Several times, people tried to urge her not to block the middle of the Heavenly Ladder, but when they saw the insignia of a personal disciple on her waist, they had no choice but to silently take a detour.

He grinned, revealing a row of white teeth on his dark face, and said with a simple and honest expression, "Senior sister, you must have been scolded by Huang Quan. I've heard he's cold and unapproachable."

Gu Qici slowly raised her gaze, her eyes fixed on Tang Dong, her expression unreadable: "How dare you address him by his name?"

Tang Dong scratched the back of his head with an honest expression: "I don't think he's anything special. Give me time, and I'll naturally surpass him. Besides, this is just something we said in private, so it's fine."

A slight smile appeared on her lips: "Well said, if you can talk, then talk more."

Looking at Gu Qici's smile, Tang Dong felt embarrassed and at a loss: "I think he is a bad person who bullies the weak. I heard that a few days ago he went to the Jiang family to break off the engagement and killed someone in public before leaving."

"I like listening to this, is there anything else?"

Tang Dong got more and more excited as he spoke: "I saw a spirit beast perched on his shoulder before, and I heard it crying. I felt waves of pain in my heart, as if I had lost something most important."

A faint smile appeared on her face: "Is there anything else? Is there anything else? Tell me quickly."

What a nice view.

Tang Dong felt that it was worth it to gain such a sense of recognition from his beautiful senior sister by scolding a holy son of the Heavenly Demon Sect!

"Senior sister, do you really enjoy hearing bad things about Huang Quan?"

Gu Qici smiled and said, "Not really. This is the first time in my life I've ever seen a corpse talking."

Chapter Twenty: The Vermilion Bird Soars Straight into the Clouds

Tang Dong looked puzzled, his mind not quite clear for a moment: "Senior sister, what do you mean? Aren't I a living, breathing person?"

Gu Qici had never seen such a shameless and foolish person.

Too lazy to answer, he simply flipped his wrist, and the Wangchuan Sword transformed into a stream of light and flew out.

In some ways, she bears a striking resemblance to that young man who lacked martial ethics.

It is said that when two people spend a lot of time together, they will unconsciously be influenced by each other.

Tang Dong moved with incredible speed, rising from the ground like a crane, his left and right feet kicking out bursts of spiritual energy in the air to barely evade the attack.

He looked at his disciple's robes, which had been ripped open at the cuff, and felt a lingering fear.

Gu Qici refused to give the other party a chance to breathe.

Pressing her advantage, she drew her sword again, her movements swift and graceful, her sword like a dragon in flight, every gesture exuding elegance and refinement.

He unleashed a dazzling curtain of light, like countless stars falling from the sky, while the blinding sword light shot straight up, resembling a magnificent galaxy.

Tang Dong suddenly exerted force, the veins on his right arm bulging, and he met the attack with a heavy punch.

After three exchanges, he fought the sword with his fist and was not at a disadvantage at all!

The immense momentum instantly attracted everyone's attention.