I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

"Speak, what do you need? Come to me."

"Haha... Sister Mo Sheng, you're so busy... I'm almost embarrassed to say it..."

"You just understand."

Mo Sheng's face immediately darkened, his eyes bloodshot. He stood before Yan Ziming and Mu Mu, looking like a withered, vengeful ghost.

"If it weren't for the fact that you two great masters completely neglected your duties, would I be so busy?"

[Are you kidding me? If I became a high-ranking person, wouldn't I be working myself to death like you?]

Yan Ziming muttered a curse to himself.

Even so, Yan Ziming understood Mo Sheng's intentions.

It seems she spent the whole day working hard and leaving them exposed to the elements, all to give them a taste of their own medicine!

33. Zhan Mosheng

"Sister Mo Sheng, don't be angry. We've at least done some work, okay? Don't make it sound like we're just lazy bums who do nothing."

Yan Ziming took the initiative to step forward and massage Mo Sheng's shoulders and back to calm this big Buddha down.

Heaven have mercy, she even managed to repel a battle on her way here!

It's not very large, though.

"Humph!"

"Alright, Mo Sheng, it's your duty to do your job!"

Mu Mu also offered some words of advice, but Mo Sheng wanted to complain about her the most, so she snuggled up to her and said in a coquettish tone:

"Mu Mu! Just help me out for a while, okay? Look how busy I am, don't you have any sympathy at all?"

"No." Mu Mu dodged Mo Sheng's advances as if avoiding a plague, patted his chest, and said, "Come on, what did you say when you recruited me?"

"Ah~ I don't care, I don't care, I don't care—"

Mo Sheng rolled around on the ground like a child, showing no dignity befitting a high-ranking official.

Yan Ziming watched this scene with a bit of embarrassment, roughly understanding Mo Sheng's intentions. He coughed twice and asked:

"Ahem, Sister Mo Sheng, just say what's on your mind. It's not appropriate for you to do this at your age."

"Hey, how can you talk like that!" Upon hearing her age, Mo Sheng immediately sat up, looking at her with displeasure.

Although she is over thirty, she still looks youthful and beautiful.

Especially after breaking through to the Void Spirit Realm, she became even younger, looking like she was in her early twenties.

Just like Yan Ziming, who is almost twenty-five years old, she still looks like she did when she was eighteen. Time has not left a trace on her.

Mu Mu couldn't stand it anymore and, knowing that this was going to go on indefinitely, interrupted their conversation.

"Alright, Mo Sheng, let's get down to business."

"...Tell me your purpose for coming."

The current situation is that Mo Sheng needs Yan Ziming and the others' help, and Yan Ziming also needs her help.

In this case, the party that makes the first bid will be at a disadvantage, making it difficult to negotiate.

"It's like this, actually I want to have a match with you, Sister Mo Sheng."

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

Sparks seemed to fly in the room.

However, the tense atmosphere lasted for less than a second before dissipating, and Mo Sheng revealed a kind smile:

"What is it? But I've been a little busy lately... As you just saw, I haven't been able to spare a single moment."

"Sister Mo Sheng, just say it directly," Yan Ziming said with a wry smile.

The hints were so obvious; if you still pretend not to see it, you'll probably get kicked out by Mo Sheng with a dark expression.

"Hmm..." Mo Sheng solemnly raised her index finger and said seriously:

"The Civilization Cup is about to begin, and as the nation with the strongest supernatural abilities in the world today, China has every right to achieve excellent results..."

Yan Ziming's expression also turned strange, exactly the same as Mu Mu and the others' expressions when she announced things at home last time.

You're the most shameless person ever, Sister Mo Sheng!

"What are you thinking? Of course you don't need to participate. Winning like that wouldn't be meaningful. Someone else will take care of winning the championship."

Mo Sheng corrected him with a dark face, then put on a troubled expression and said:

"However, we simply can't spare any more guards... Everyone's busy with their own affairs, and the only two ninth-tier warriors who can be available are both..."

"Ahem, alright, Sister Mo Sheng, we don't need to say the last word. We'll go and take charge of the guards, okay?"

Yan Ziming put on an act of 'we're at a disadvantage,' but inwardly he was overjoyed.

Since we're going to go there anyway, let's just consider it killing two birds with one stone!

"Snap!" Mo Sheng suddenly slammed his palms together, sealing the deal: "Alright, it's settled then!"

"Well..."

Seeing Mo Sheng agree so readily, Yan Ziming couldn't help but feel like she had been tricked, while Mu Mu beside her was secretly laughing.

"I have another question to ask."

Mo Sheng's next words snapped Yan Ziming out of his suspicion: "What?"

"I'd like to ask, does your sister have any intention of participating in the competition?"

Yan Ziming smiled proudly, "No need, because there's simply no chance."

Upon hearing this earth-shattering statement, Mo Sheng's face lit up with joy, her heart overflowing with happiness, while at the same time, she felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings).

Senior Yan Shan, you have a worthy successor... Even after your passing, the land of China remains as solid as a rock.

The Chinese nation lost Yan Shan in the Battle of Shan Hai, but in return, Yan Zi Mo rose to prominence, gradually approaching his position.

Moreover, more powerful figures will emerge like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and the future of China is bright.

"Is that so... That's a real pity. If she had gone too, her chances of winning would have been much higher. But I still have to congratulate her... She truly is a wonderful disciple you taught, Mu Mu."

Mu Mu then spoke up, "No, I haven't broken through yet, but I should be able to this month."

"Then I'll offer my congratulations in advance. I'm very happy that Qianxue has grown to this point."

"Hehe, thank you."

It was only natural for Yan Ziming to be happy that her younger sister was praised, but Mo Sheng's next words made her temporarily put away her smile.

"Didn't you say you wanted to have a match with me? Now?"

"Yes, right now."

Yan Zimo nodded.

Immediately afterwards, both of them transformed into two streaks of light that tore through the sky and arrived at a place dozens of kilometers away from Sichuan.

Mo Sheng hovered in the sky, her toes lightly touching the ground as if she had touched a ripple on water. "In what form? An 'opponent'... or a real battle?"

"They definitely want to have a really good, satisfying fight!"

In an instant, Yan Ziming transformed into the Lord of Thunder, surrounded by terrifying lightning phenomena that shattered mountains and tore through the clouds, with something even more terrifying brewing in the shadows.

"Wow...that's scary~~"

Despite saying that, Mo Sheng was not afraid at all. She was surrounded by layers of purple light, which may not be as wide as Yan Zimo's in terms of range, but it was enough to contend with him.

Yan Ziming's eyes flickered slightly, and he and Mo Sheng reached a tacit understanding, beginning a direct confrontation.

bang bang bang-

Countless beams of light shot out from the sea of ​​light behind her, creating a dazzling display of light and shadow, and every single one of them collided with the descending lightning.

The beam of light met the lightning, but instead of a spectacular explosion, it rained down endlessly with a muffled thud, and snow began to fall from the sky.

The falling snow was not random, but rather gathered into the sea of ​​light behind Mo Sheng, nourishing her. The endless pillars of light absorbed all of Yan Zimo's lightning strikes.

"What's wrong with Sister Mo Sheng?!"

Yan Ziming looked at Mo Sheng in surprise, a look of shock in his eyes.

In Yan Ziming's eyes, Mo Sheng was merging into the sea of ​​light, her body gradually dissolving and almost disappearing completely, yet she was still standing there, a very strange sight.

Ethereal!

Without any reason, Yan Ziming attributed all of this to the Void Spirit Realm level.

34. Chankong

"What is Mo Sheng doing...? Is he guiding Xiao Mo Mo across the river by touching her?"

Mu Mu, who was watching from the sidelines, saw it all very clearly.