The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere-Chapter 354 - 132: The Dark Queen Protects Her Husband! Feeding Lin Mo the Female Degradation Pill! The Most Tragic Son of Destiny in History! (Part 3)

Chapter 354: Chapter 132: The Dark Queen Protects Her Husband! Feeding Lin Mo the Female Degradation Pill! The Most Tragic Son of Destiny in History! (Part 3)

"Indeed! Yuerong is my only apprentice in this life! I’m standing up for her!"

With such thoughts, Xiao Qingmiao finally steadied her mindset.

"Lady Ren, listen up."

Xiao Qingmiao said, "Regardless of your personal relationship with Lord Bai, I shall tell you one thing."

"Please speak if you wish, Milady."

Han Jinniang lowered her head and said.

Xiao Qingmiao said, "If my apprentice Yuerong were here, she wouldn’t blame him for leaving without a word, she would silently support every decision he makes."

"As for you, it seems you haven’t done so, therefore...."

"Enough! Milady!"

Upon hearing the mention of that lover’s "first love, Qing Mei", Han Jinniang stood up as if her reversed scale had been touched, her gaze icy and stern:

"Flower Palace Master! It’s the Flower Palace Master! I am myself!"

"Why should I be like her!?"

"If she’s so great, let Bai Qingling marry her then!"

By the end, Han Jinniang’s eyes were red with tears, and her voice choked with emotion.

She quickly turned around, secretly brushing away her tears.

"What... What’s the relationship between the Flower Palace Master and the Godfather?"

Ye Hongyi was listening on the side, her heart racing.

Although during the previous suppression of the Tang Family’s seventh young master rebellion in Black Moon City, she had seen the Flower Palace Master and the Godfather acting intimately.

But she hadn’t thought much of it at the time!

Now it seems....

There might really be something between them?

"Oh my, the romantic rivals are just too many...."

"As the Youluo Palace apprentice master... I’m no longer stable, wuwuwu!"

The young Sect Master of Cangming lamented in her heart.

"Lady Ren, there’s no need to disguise before me."

"As I said, whatever relationship you have with Xiao Qingling is of no interest to me."

Xiao Qingmiao also stood and approached the young beauty before her.

Looking down at the girl’s bosom, slightly less ample than her own, "The only reason I sought you out is to pass on a message for that kid."

"What!?"

Han Jinniang seemed a bit dazed, "What... what did he say?"

Xiao Qingmiao sighed softly, her expression complex, "He said... because the situation was urgent, he didn’t have time to meet you face to face, and he asks for your... forgiveness. Once he retrieves his treasure, he will properly compensate you."

"Did he really say that?"

Han Jinniang’s eyes reddened even more, but then the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but slightly raise!

That troublesome man... he did hold her in his heart after all!

Moreover, judging from this, the reason he didn’t tell her where he was going was simply because he feared she would worry!

Thinking of this.

Han Jinniang’s tears flowed like a spring, she could no longer wipe them away, and hurriedly fled to one side amidst the curious stares of the crowd!

"Ah, this Xiao Qingling is just too...."

"Forget it, forget it, since Ren Qianfan chose to degenerate, and Lady Ren chose to sever ties with him, she can be considered a discerning and correct woman."

"Just hope... that kid doesn’t let her and Yuerong down, even if it’s dreadful for a man to marry two partners at the same time, it’s still somewhat normal in the Demon Path."

Xiao Qingmiao murmured to herself, turning to head toward the center of the conference.

"Dark Queen, where are you going?"

Ye Hongyi asked.

"To do one last thing for your Godfather."

Xiao Qingmiao sighed softly, her voice faintly, "There’s no other way, I’m the only sister who cares for him so much; if I don’t support him, who else will?"

The next moment.

The Hehuan Sect Deacon on the high platform announced once more:

"Our Sect Master, the host of this Demon Path Conference, Ji Sect Master — arrives!"

As soon as the words fell.

The entire venue once again erupted into a clamor.

Everyone turned their gaze yet again towards the entrance.

Shortly thereafter.

A group of beautiful women adorned in Phoenix Crowns and Xiapi carried in a luxurious and dazzling dragons and phoenix chariot.

The crowd gazed intently.

On that chariot sat a handsome man dressed in a monochrome Ghost Robe, sitting casually.

Beside him stood two Saintesses, also wearing Phoenix Crowns and Xiapi, spreading flowers for their Sect Master.

The host reveals himself.

The Demon Cultivators in attendance stirred up a commotion once more:

"My gosh! So this is Ji Sect Master! So young!"

"Isn’t the focus on the Saintesses beside Ji Sect Master? They’re truly exquisite!"

"But.... why are they all dressed in Phoenix Crowns and Xiapi? Such a strange appearance!"

"Of course! They no longer count as humans! They’ve been turned into puppets by Ji Sect Master! Their bodies and minds are already devoted to him! Ji Sect Master was a powerful puppet master even before entering the Hehuan Sect!"

Perhaps he heard the chatter among the crowd.

Ji Taimei, the focal point of the whole venue, suddenly changed his expression, then leapt down from the chariot and headed straight toward the exit.

Judging by his manner, it seemed he intended....

To leave the venue abruptly!

"Oh dear, Sect Master! What are you doing!"

Several Hehuan Elders rushed forward to block his way, "Today’s Demon Path Conference is the centennial event of the Eastern Continent, and at this moment, the focus of hundreds of millions of Devil Cultivators in the Eastern Continent is on you! If you leave, who will preside over the grand scheme?"

"Yes! Ji Sect Master! If there’s something urgent, let’s discuss it later! Please first preside over the conference!"

"You must not betray the trust of His Majesty the Demon Emperor. He vigorously argued against the opposition to grant our Hehuan Sect the right to host this year’s Demon Path Conference!"

The senior members of the Hehuan Sect crowded around him, leaving no space for escape.

"No, it’s really impossible...."

Ji Taimei glanced at the glowing Transmission Spirit Jade at his waist, his face, once painted and powdered, turned deathly pale.