I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 173 Demon or Immortal, a Single Thought Away (9 pages)
Besides the three races of humans, demons, and monsters, there are also some smaller races.

For example, the Void Race, the Elf Race, and the Skeleton Race.
They usually live in their own groups, do not interact with the outside world, and do not participate in the conflicts between the human, demon, and monster races.

Although these groups are relatively few in number, they often possess talents that the human, demon, and monster races do not have, which allows them to survive on the Qiongling Continent for a long time.

In Hua Yingyue's memory, in her previous life, Liu Chengze obtained a large army of the Void Clan.

The Void Race is very powerful, but their numbers are extremely small.

Their spirits are naturally extremely powerful, and they always appear and disappear without a trace. Their physical bodies usually stay in the place where their tribe lives, and what comes out to move around is mostly their spirits.

If they do not wish to be seen, it will be very difficult for others to track them down.

I wonder how much good luck Liu Chengze has had.

Many thoughts raced through his mind, but Yu Muhuai's hands never stopped moving.

She activated the Bloodlust Bell, covering her arms with an invisible layer of armor.

This armor is one of the abilities of the Blood Bell; it is indestructible and can be used for both offense and defense.

Use claws as blades and fists as hammers.

At the same time, she directly used the advanced ability of the Blood Bell, Demonic Sound Bewitching.

Shi Yumian, who had just been looking fierce and angry, immediately showed a look of confusion in her eyes, and her movements slowed down.

She seemed to have entered a dazed state in an instant, somewhat disoriented about where she was, who she was facing, and what she was about to do.

Shi Yumin never expected that her impulsive act of wanting to slap the other person would lead to such a powerful and deadly move.

It's like someone trying to bully another person by throwing pebbles, and the other person just pulls out an anti-tank rocket launcher.

Liu Chengze was also stunned. Without thinking, he was about to step forward to stop him.

However, Yu Muhuai and Shi Yumian were too close, and everything happened too fast.

With a "crack," followed by a crisp sound, came the sound of something breaking.

Shi Yumin's head was turned to one side by the slap, her left cheek was torn open, two teeth were knocked out, and she was sent flying through the air.

"Yu Mian!" Liu Chengze exclaimed, channeling his energy upwards to catch Shi Yu Mian in mid-air.

Feeling dizzy from the slap, Shi Yumian leaned against Liu Chengze's chest and it took her a while to come to her senses.

After Liu Chengze landed on the ground and put Shi Yumian down, she finally realized that she had been slapped instead of the other way around.

She covered her swollen face, tears welling up in her eyes with anger, and pointed at Yu Muhuai, cursing him loudly.

"You lowly servant from a third-rate sect in the west! How dare you hit me? Do you know who you're hitting?"

I'm going back to tell my grandfather to send men to raze you western scum to the ground. I'm going to have a bloodbath."

"Yu Mian, that's enough!"

Liu Chengze stepped forward and grabbed Shi Yumian's right hand, trying to stop her.

But Shi Yumin wouldn't listen to any advice; she was consumed by rage. No one had ever dared to slap her before.

Within the Dreamy Rain Pavilion, she was always unruly and was known as the Little Tyrant. From a young age, she was very proud of this nickname, a sign of her grandfather's doting affection.

Therefore, she became increasingly arrogant.

Being sent to this wretched little place in the West was bad enough, but she even got slapped by that despicable Westerner she looked down on.

And this happened in front of the man she likes!

At this moment, Shi Yumin had no reason whatsoever; all she wanted to do was rush up and tear the woman's face in front of her to shreds.

Yu Muhuai remained motionless, coldly watching Shi Yumin's seemingly insane appearance, as if observing a wild beast baring its fangs and claws. She suddenly understood the advantages of those expressionless, icy faces.

That saves so much trouble!

One expression remained constant throughout the entire event; regardless of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, he always maintained an air of "I am aloof and not to be trifled with."

High skill makes someone a master; average skill makes someone reserved and low-key. Good looks make someone an ice queen/handsome man; unattractive looks make someone calm and cultured.

No matter how rich one's inner thoughts are, the surface remains calm and composed. Whether happy or devastated, all that's needed is a single expression for others to interpret.

Yu Muhuai, however, experienced some subtle differences during such performances.

When she's happy, she holds her chin up with an air of aloofness; when she's down, she lowers her eyes with an air of aloofness.

When she's angry, she holds her chin in with an air of aloofness; when she's uneasy, she purses her lips with an air of aloofness.

In just over a day since arriving in this world, Yu Muhuai has already figured out how to play the aloof character.

Such professionalism is more than enough to handle life in the entertainment industry.

Big White: Please stop now.

Yu Muhuai coughed lightly, pulling himself out of his reverie, and looked at Shi Yumian, who was being held back by Liu Chengze, before letting out a cold snort.

"We Western scum? What do you mean by this? Are you belittling all Western spiritualists to declare war on the West?"

This huge accusation hit them both, leaving Liu Chengze and Shi Yumian stunned.

Shi Yumian's face, already asymmetrical due to half of its swelling, became even more contorted with anger.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't mean that at all, I was just insulting you!"

"Then why did you block my way, behave so rudely, and then provoke trouble by striking first?"

Shi Yumin's eyes widened. If she hadn't misheard, this woman was blaming herself for all the problems.
So I got beaten up, but in the end it was still my fault?

Outrageous!

Shi Yumian, who had never been treated like this before, habitually raised her hand as if to swing it again.

Liu Chengze kept a very close eye on her this time. As soon as he saw his junior sister raise her hand, he rushed forward to press down her arm and shook his head slightly at her.

“Yu Mian, don’t be impulsive. You’re already at a disadvantage. If you make a scene, it won’t do us any good.”

Shi Yumin stomped her foot, pouted, and said unwillingly, "Brother Chengze, can you really bear to see Yumin get beaten up?"

“Yu Mian, she is no match for me now. We don’t need to fight her outside. We can just go into the ring and defeat her fair and square.”

Shi Yumin, glancing at her cheek, nodded reluctantly despite her displeasure.

The two had finally reached an agreement and were just about to turn around and issue a challenge to the other person.

But all they saw was a crowd of onlookers staring at them blankly.

"What about people?"

Someone pointed into the distance and said, "Over there, they've already left."

Seeing that the other party ignored him once again, even Liu Chengze was so angry that his face turned crooked.

They were still admonishing each other, while the instigator had ignored them and left on his own.

I was jilted at the altar, then bullied—all this humiliation was brought on by you. One day, I will make you taste the pain I suffered!
Jacaranda, please!

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