Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 637 - 229: Damn Little Tyrant
Chaotic Camp Mountain.
The most luxurious tent here belongs to Lan Qi.
This is also the place with the densest spiritual qi fluctuations and the driest climate, providing the most comfortable living conditions in all of Chaotic Camp Mountain.
Inside the tent, expensive combustible branches were burning, making it lavish and comfortable. For the Yangxiang Race, this was paradise.
Throughout Chaotic Camp Mountain, only Lan Qi had such earth-shattering abilities. After all, combustible branches were rare treasures even in Mao Yao City, brought specially by Lan Qi's pursuers, fearing she would be uncomfortable.
The warmth of Lan Qi's tent made the surrounding air more pleasant, attracting many peak third-grade warriors to volunteer as her guards.
Apart from getting close to the goddess, the comfort here was also a factor that her numerous followers considered.
Even Zi Bai, the leader of another faction, often shamelessly lingered outside Lan Qi's tent, attending to her.
Today, the area outside Lan Qi's tent was particularly lively.
Just now, a foolish third-grade junior martial artist claimed that his young master wanted to challenge Lan Qi and make her kneel in submission.
In warfare, one does not harm the messenger, so Lan Qi seized his leather boots and told him to scram.
It's said that this young master named Hong Guo also has a pair of leather boots, so let's send a few people later to snatch them.
Lan Qi's authority must not be challenged.
This was merely a laughable interlude, and Lan Qi didn't take it seriously. Though few dared to challenge her, it wasn't impossible.
The forest is vast; there will always be a few hotheaded fools seeking attention.
Lan Qi's only wish right now was to seize the top spot on Nine Beasts Mountain and obtain the precious city citizenship.
Everything else was insignificant.
"Leader, you must stand up for me.
"There's a beast named Hong Guo who stole my beast fur cloak and threatened to deal with you, to make you wish you were dead."
At this moment, a martial artist with leaves covering his private parts hurriedly ran in.
His face was bruised and swollen, looking as if he had suffered a great injustice.
No,
he had indeed suffered an injustice.
"Hmm? Is it that Hong Guo again?"
A guard outside Lan Qi's tent was furious.
This was simply outrageous; how dare someone provoke repeatedly.
Suddenly, some of Lan Qi's core members began discussing furiously, each clamoring to slay Hong Guo.
"Oh... this Hong Guo seems interesting."
Lan Qi frowned and waved her hand, signaling her followers to be quiet.
"Leader, please stand up for me."
The third-grade martial artist was on the verge of tears.
Yet his lustful heart was unaffected; he slyly glanced at Lan Qi, and a certain part, blocked by leaves, involuntarily reacted.
This martial artist quickly lowered his head.
Leader, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.
It's just that you are too beautiful.
A few female martial artists looked disdainful, as if saying: "How dare he not notice us."
The male martial artists were angry.
But Lan Qi sneered disdainfully.
Hmph, a bunch of filthy men.
In this world, not a single Yangxiang Race member can resist me, Lan Qi.
Even those grandmasters in Mao Yao City are flustered like nobody's business.
In my tent, they are no different from beasts.
"Lan Qi, that Hong Guo himself said he'd make you wish you were dead."
The third-grade martial artist urgently complained. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
His beast fur cloak was his true concern; he counted on it for survival.
"Make me wish I were dead?
"Three grandmasters couldn't do it; how could a third-grade, not even if his waist was broken."
Lan Qi's expression grew more disdainful.
"That... he doesn't mean this kind of wish-you-were-dead, but the kind that's..."
The third-grade martial artist was frustrated.
The leader's imagination was wandering.
He wished he had the chance to experience it, even if it meant death.
"Say... what does this Hong Guo look like."
Lan Qi squinted her eyes and asked.
"He looks..."
The third-grade martial artist prepared to give a vivid description.
"Don't waste words. Just say if he's handsome or not - is he my type?"
Lan Qi interrupted his speech again.
"This... well, he does have a bit of handsomeness, but definitely not like me, I... "
The third-grade martial artist thought of Su Yue's greasy hair and blurted out the truth.
"Hmph, immature.
"You men are all immature.
"Clearly, you've secretly fallen for me and are trying to get my attention, yet using such childish methods.
"However... this method is refreshing. I've become interested and want to see this guy."
Lan Qi licked her lips.
The group of third-grade members in Chaotic Camp Mountain had bored her.
She enjoyed novelty.
She also liked handsome Yangxiang Race members; otherwise, Zi Bai wouldn't have risen to prominence.
"You go tell Hong Guo, I'm waiting for him here, let him come immediately."
Lan Qi waved her hand.
She wanted to see immediately if this Hong Guo, an overconfident Yangxiang Race member, was wild.
"No need to inform, this young master is already here."
At this moment, a deep and magnetic voice came from outside the crowd.
Everyone immediately turned their heads.
Su Yue appeared expressionless, walking with an air of indifference, a straw in his mouth, exuding an unfocused gaze, like a pancake vendor.
He had arrived.
Leather boots, greasy hair, a leather cloak, and a disdainful gaze.
From the moment he appeared, he was destined to be the focus.
Behind Su Yue were Huang Kui and Huang Tuo, with Huang Tuo carrying Su Yue's iron rod, trembling slightly.
Was the young master here to court death?
"Wow, what a handsome guy."
A third-grade female martial artist licked her lips, palms sweaty.
Why was this young Yangxiang Race member so handsome?
