Scumbag Chapter 119 The Enchanting Demon King is a Living Lei Feng (31)

"Old Wen, I am not saying anything bad about you. But since the child likes her, why not let these two destined lovers be together?" The Anc

"Old Wen, I am not saying anything bad about you. But since the child likes her, why not let these two destined lovers be together?"

The Ancestor of the Seven Stars Island spoke up.

"Liangyu isn’t an unreasonable person, his judgment must be sound."

Once one Ancestor spoke, the others quickly followed suit.

"That’s right, you can’t be too old-fashioned. The younger generation has their own ideas!"

"I’m sure the girl Liangyu likes must be a good one!"

"On such a happy occasion, don’t break the kid’s heart..."

Hearing the Divine Transformation Ancestors speak up for him, Wen Liangyu was deeply moved.

Wen An originally felt that these old guys came with bad intentions. And now, seeing them not only enjoying the show but also fanning the flames, he was so furious he nearly suffered internal injuries.

Especially when he saw Wen Liangyu looking at the other Ancestors with gratitude, this kind of disloyalty made Wen An want to call him an idiot!

‘Couldn’t this have been discussed privately?’

‘Must you make a fool of yourself in front of other sects?’

At this moment, Wen An was very disappointed.

However, he didn’t blame Wen Liangyu. Instead, his hatred for He Huan grew even stronger.

‘If it weren’t for that woman’s bewitching arts, how could a perfectly good heir turn into such an idiot?!’

‘As for Du Heng and the others, weren’t they just here to watch the show? Fine!’

Wen An swept a glance at the young disciples behind them, and a dark, twisted thought grew in his heart.

‘You think you’re just here to enjoy the spectacle?’

‘Then let your own disciples fall under He Huan’s spell too! Let’s see how you like tasting the bitterness I’m suffering today!’

"Go fetch He Huan!" Wen An ordered, even sending a mental message to ensure she was dressed up properly. She had to look her most beautiful.

What

What Wen An didn’t know was that He Huan wasn’t alone right now, because Ji Yanjun had arrived.

"Come with me…"

Ji Yanjun grabbed He Huan's wrist.

Looking at the corpses of her two senior brothers on the ground, He Huan was terrified of this man. She’d have to be insane to go with this kind of big devil who killed without hesitation.

Especially when He Huan heard Ji Yanjun's inner thoughts, ‘Finally, I can have her all to myself!’, He Huan was even more disgusted.

Wasn’t there a saying? The one you like never appears, and the one who appears isn’t the one you like.

"I can’t leave." He Huan pressed a hairpin to her throat, "You are a demon. Humans and demons are sworn enemies. I won’t go with you."

He Huan's defiance infuriated Ji Yanjun.

He had finally realized that what he wanted was He Huan, and he had even set traps to delay Bai Chen so he could get to her first and confess his feelings, yet she was this ungrateful.

If not for the fact that the hairpin was already piercing her skin, Ji Yanjun would have knocked her out and taken her by force.

"Wouldn’t being the Demon Queen be good enough for you?"

Ji Yanjun asked.

"Wen Liangyu is busy celebrating his breakthrough to Golden Core realm, and there are many fox beauties around Bai Chen. But I only want you."

"Don't say anymore!" He Huan is now annoyed by the word ‘queen’.

‘What do these people think of me? Do they think I am very interested in the identity of the queen?’

"Are you leaving or not?!"

The hairpin pierced deeper into her neck, and a trickle of blood slid down.

The strange, intoxicating scent made Ji Yanjun’s eyes burn red.

He clenched his fists, barely restraining himself, before finally turning away. As he left, he threw back one last line, "I won't give up."

Only when she was certain Ji Yanjun was truly gone did He Huan’s legs give out, and she collapsed to the ground.

Seeing the corpses on the ground, she was very scared.

If it weren't for the two senior brothers who accompanied her and taught her to practice in the past few months, He Huan might have gone mad from being alone in that dark little room.

‘Demons really are cruel and ruthless… killing people without blinking an eye!’

"Someone! Someone, help!"

Once she caught her breath, He Huan ran out to call for help.

Soon, the disciple sent to fetch her arrived and found that the guards had been killed.

When they heard He Huan say that Ji Yanjun had just left, he instructed her to tend to her wounds and change her clothes while sending a message to the Sect Master.

Wen Jin had also learned about He Huan’s peculiarities from the Ancestor.

But he never expected that the Demon Lord would be so bold as to come to Tianji Tower alone.

There were many guests today, and Wen Jin did not make a fuss, nor was he afraid. If Ji Yanjun dared to show himself now, with so many Ancestors present, today would be his last day alive.

When He Huan, who is now dressed up, arrived at the banquet, the Ancestors seated at the high table all turned to look at her.

‘She was indeed very outstanding, with an innocent appearance, but the question is...’

Soon, the breathing of some disciples behind the Ancestors grew heavy.

"Calm your hearts. Recite the sutras in your minds!"

Venerable Zhiyuan's voice reached the disciples’ ears, and their muddled minds suddenly cleared. They immediately began silently reciting the scriptures they had recently studied.

The Ancestors of the major sects brought their disciples here originally for the purpose of conducting experiments. Now, with everyone mentally chanting sutras, they managed to avoid making fools of themselves.

On the contrary, the people of the minor sects, except for a few Sect Masters and Elders, the younger, less experienced cultivators’ eyes were practically glued to He Huan.

"This woman is terrifying, like a calamity incarnate!"

Yu Bingqing sent in the group chat.

Now she finally understood why Mingting had been so adamant about keeping He Huan out of the Yuxian Sect back then.

If there is such a female disciple in the sect, how would others view the Yuxian Sect?

Moreover, with someone like her around, who knew what kind of disasters she’d attract?

"Junior Sister!" After seeing He Huan again after three months, Wen Liangyu was filled with emotion. He immediately went forward and hugged her, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister. It’s all my fault for being useless."

He Huan was still immersed in fear after seeing the Demon Lord hollowing out a person's skull.

Now, being hugged by someone, feeling the warmth coming from Wen Liangyu, He Huan couldn’t help but clutch his robes tightly.

"I waited for you for so long! Why didn’t you come?!"

A beautiful woman’s tears were a poignant sight.

But what was even more eerie was that the moment He Huan cried, the disciples from the smaller sects all looked heartbroken, as if they could feel her pain… as if her tears had shattered their world.

Even though Wen An had long known that He Huan was very good at bewitching people, he was forced to reassess her.

‘This wasn’t just a femme fatale… She’s a walking calamity!’