I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 243 - 241: Curing All Kinds of Displeasure, Action!

The Celestial Heart Ancestor showed Long Xingtu enough respect to see him seated. Long Qing, however, came over to where the disciples were.

The moment he saw Yang Ying, Long Qing’s eyes flashed. ’To think such a beautiful woman exists in this world,’ he thought. ’And she seems to be from Celestial Heart Castle.’

"Second Brother, aren’t you going to introduce me? Who might these be?"

Long Xi shot Long Qing a cool glance. He despised how Long Qing was always pulling rank as the elder brother. But ultimately, Long Xi was living under another’s roof—he was merely an adopted son. Until he was united with Yang Ying, his status still depended on the support of Long Family Castle.

"These are all core disciples of Celestial Heart Castle. This is Jiangg Hu, ranked second, a disciple of Heaven-Dominating Hall."

Long Xi paused, but Long Qing didn’t even spare Jiangg Hu a glance. His attention was completely fixed on Yang Ying.

Compared to the outside world, the Holy Hall was far too gentle. Within the Holy Hall, most disciples simply admired and worshiped Yang Ying’s beauty from afar, but the outside world was a completely different story. Yang Ying was fortunate to be in the Holy Hall. If she were in any other Sect, especially one of Demon Cultivators, she would have been taken long ago.

Fury surged through Long Xi, but he could only force it down. "Yang Ying, our third sister, the chief disciple of the Holy Hall’s Flying Phoenix Hall."

Long Qing immediately extended his hand. "I have long heard of the number one beauty of the Holy Hall, but seeing you today, I realize the rumors are a gross understatement! The number one beauty of the Holy Hall? You are clearly the number one beauty of the entire Small Thousand World!"

Yang Ying merely offered a cool nod in return, showing no intention of shaking his hand. Long Xi quickly seized the opportunity to step between them. He knew exactly what kind of person Long Qing was.

Yang Ying had deliberately dressed down today, just as her mother had instructed. Experts from the Three Sects, Five Schools, and Eight Great Castles were gathered for this birthday banquet. If she didn’t already have a sweetheart, she could have dressed to the nines. But now, she couldn’t. A beautiful face can be a harbinger of disaster, especially given Wang Meng’s situation. One Long Xi was already more than enough to handle; if any more powerful rivals appeared, even Yang Qingzi would be helpless.

Although the mother cared for the young couple, her own life experience had taught her that in this world, without power, even survival was a struggle, let alone freedom.

Unfortunately, Yang Ying’s beauty was not something that could be ignored just by dressing down.

The more Long Qing looked, the more captivated he became. He had seen plenty of flashy, gaudy women, but the simple Yang Ying was like a pure fairy. She wore no makeup, yet her entire being radiated a delicate spiritual qi. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from her, making Long Qing’s whole body go weak. When had Long Family Castle ever possessed such a treasure?

"Our fourth sister, Qiu Xiaoluan, a disciple of Evil Spirit Hall."

Long Xi said.

Qiu Xiaoluan gave a slight curtsy. "Greetings, Brother Long."

Long Qing was indeed dashingly handsome. Long Xingtu himself was a distinguished-looking man, a trait both Long Xi and Long Qing had inherited. Long Qing, as the elder brother, seemed to have collected the best of these traits. Both brothers were quite famous among the younger generation, but in a direct comparison, Long Qing had a more commanding presence.

Long Qing just smiled at Yang Ying’s coldness, not minding it in the least. ’The more reserved, the better,’ he thought. ’What thrill is there in conquering a wanton woman?’

"The Evil Spirit Hall is certainly enjoying the spotlight these days. Little Sister Qiu, a talented disciple of a great master. We should spar sometime, if you have a moment."

Long Qing said, naturally shaking Qiu Xiaoluan’s hand with an air of magnanimity. Beside them, however, Jiangg Hu’s expression stiffened slightly.

Qiu Xiaoluan was actually quite attractive, and cultivation was progressively enhancing her aura. It was only when standing next to Yang Ying that she went unnoticed.

Long Qing was an expert with women. He knew that simply groveling and flattering them wouldn’t work, especially with a beauty like Yang Ying. The first step was to get her attention.

As a guest, Long Qing’s position was naturally a cut above Long Xi’s. The moment he appeared, he became the center of attention. Compared to him, Long Xi was indeed a little green.

Yang Ying had no interest in their conversation. She was only worried about Wang Meng. She knew his personality—headstrong and domineering, absolutely the type to refuse to suffer an injustice in silence. Her gaze swept to the far end of the courtyard, and a knot of worry tightened in her heart.

’If I’d known this was the situation at home, I never should have left the Holy Hall,’ she thought. ’I should have just snuck my mother out on my own.’

Even if Zhou Feng and Lingdu Mountain were willing to help, it would probably only be a superficial gesture to save face. From Long Xi’s arrangements today, it was clear he had the Ancestor’s approval.

Yang Ying’s heart sank. She knew very well the Ancestor’s position in Celestial Heart Castle. If he...

Yang Ying gritted her teeth. It looked like she had to make a decision, and fast. As soon as the banquet was over, she would take her mother and leave with Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was at the entrance, mingling with a crowd of disciples from various Small Sects. The group was bragging wildly, yet they were all desperate to take even one step further inside. They watched as disciples from the major sects and schools strode in with their heads held high, their hearts a mix of envy, jealousy, and hate.

Wang Meng said nothing, simply watching the people come and go, listening to their chatter.

’So this is the rule of the Small Thousand World,’ he thought. ’Might makes right. Old Moo actually made a fatal mistake, one he never realized even after coming to the Small Thousand World.’

’The era of roaming the world with a single sword ended a damned eight hundred years ago. No matter how much of a heaven-sent genius you are, you can’t escape destruction when faced with overwhelming power.’

’Moo Shan abandoned all his personal desires for the sake of cultivation. He even gave up the one woman he loved. The memories contained within the Godhood are hazy, but her image is still there. It’s clear who Moo Shan was thinking of before he died.’

’A lone person can always run, even if they provoke a major power. But what happens when you have attachments?’