Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"Now?"

The person who said this was none other than Situ Hongyi, who paid for them to go to the Colosseum.

He paused slightly and glanced at Mu Yunzhong next to him. He had long noticed the unstable aura in Mu Yunzhong's body, which was obviously a sign of having just been injured. If he went to the Colosseum now, he might not be able to successfully kill the monster in the transformation stage.

"In fact, there is no need to be so urgent. I see that your spirit is unstable and it seems that your injuries have not healed yet. You may as well rest for a few days before going to the Colosseum. Before that, Xuantian Pavilion will bear all the expenses of your disciple's preparations for this battle."

Realizing Situ Hongyi's concerns, Jiang Tingwan still insisted: "No need! We can do it now!"

Everyone was a little surprised. Situ Hongyi looked at Mu Yunzhong again, wanting to confirm whether he was ready.

Even though Mu Yun was a little surprised, he did not refute because it was Jiang Tingwan's order.

"But the person who went there was not my apprentice, but..."

Jiang Tingwan smiled slightly and deliberately kept everyone in suspense. Everyone looked at her, until she pointed at Mo Shaoyang behind the crowd while she was talking!

"he!"

Situ Hongyi looked where her finger pointed, his face changed, and he emphasized: "Third Elder, that is a demon beast in the transformation stage, it is better for your disciple to go first. It doesn't matter if we wait for a while, there is no need to force it."

"I know! But I never said that only one person from my Sanyuan Sect could enter the Colosseum."

Jiang Tingwan raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to believe that there was nothing wrong with him, and then smiled at Mo Shaoyang and said, "Yun Zhong is injured, you go to this game for him, is that okay?"

It looks like a question, but it is actually an affirmation.

Mo Shaoyang was slightly stunned, and after looking at Mu Yunzhong, he replied seriously: "Shaoyang will definitely not disgrace the order of Master Uncle."

"That's no problem!"

Jiang Tingwan glanced at everyone and said lightly, then winked at Mu Yunzhong.

She naturally knew that Mu Yun was injured. She was not a black-hearted boss who would grab anyone she caught, not to mention that there was already one more disciple in the Transformation Realm last night.

Everyone present was shocked, and Meng Ziyuan turned away in even more disbelief. Mo Shaoyang had reached the state of enlightenment?

The people from Xuantian Pavilion and Cangyu Sect also re-examined the people of Sanyuan Sect at this moment. In just a short period of one hundred years, Sanyuan Sect had produced two such young disciples in the Transformation Realm.

You should know that in the last Immortal Sect Trial Conference, Cang Shuzi was the only one who could stand on the field.

Jiang Tingwan received everyone's gaze and smiled confidently, as if she had finally found her place. She could not control these newcomers, but the characters she created were still capable of fighting.

Jiang Tingwan spoke, and Situ Hongyi came back to his senses after being surprised. Fang Yutang behind him also bowed to Jiang Tingwan and others to express his gratitude: "In this case, I will trouble you, Senior Brother."

"Okay! Let's go." Jiang Tingwan stood up and said.

Shen Zhui also stepped out and said, "Then let Shen Zhui lead you all there."

While speaking, he invited Wen Bumian again, "Master Wen, please come in."

Wen Bumian, who was sitting, had no intention of getting up, but after looking up at Jiang Tingwan, he shook his clothes, stood up, and walked in front with her.

As soon as he went out, Shen Zhui pulled out a delicate magic ball that looked like a jade pendant from his waist. With just a slight wave of his hand, a giant green bird emerged from the delicate magic ball, circled in the air, and then landed obediently in front of Shen Zhui.

Shen Zhui stretched out his hand as an invitation. Lin Shuyu, who had never seen such a scene, widened his eyes. Before he could even exclaim in amazement, Situ Hongyi on the side also stretched out his hand to humbly give way.

"Everyone please go first."

What does this mean? To ride this bird?

Even though Jiang Tingwan tried to pretend to be calm as a senior elder, he became so frightened that his legs went limp after realizing this.

Fortunately, Mu Yun was considerate enough to reach out and help her stand on the back of the blue bird.

By the time Jiang Tingwan reacted, she was already standing on the soft fur.

Meng Ziyuan, who followed closely behind, looked dazed, but fortunately he was supported in time by Mo Shaoyu and Mo Shaoyang, and flew onto the back of the blue bird.

Yu Hongluan saw their expressions clearly and couldn't help but smile after looking at her senior brother Shen Zhui.

But Shen Zhui had a serious look on his face and interrupted her smile with his eyes.

So, after everyone from Xuantian Pavilion came up, Shen Zhui flew towards the destination on the blue bird.

The shadow of the giant bird swept across the streets of Cangnan City. Shen Zhui stood in front of the crowd with his hands. He used one hand to circulate his spiritual power. The silver ring on his index finger glowed slightly, and the blue bird under his feet accelerated its forward movement.

Jiang Tingwan was already suffering from fear of heights, and he lost his balance and fell backwards, but was held up by two hands at the same time.

A hand appeared behind his waist, coming from Mu Yunzhong, and the other hand grabbing his arm, coming from Wen Bushian.

The two noticed each other's movements and locked eyes once again.

"It seems a lot happened last night!" Wen Bumian's words were a double entendre.

As he spoke, his gaze shifted from Mu Yunzhong to Jiang Tingwan.

After he said those words, their relationship remained unaffected in the slightest, which only meant that Jiang Tingwan firmly chose Mu Yunzhong between herself and him.

Jiang Tingwan met his gaze, with an indescribable feeling in her heart. Although his behavior last night was radical, it also gave her a disguised opportunity to tell Mu Yunzhong about her life story.

However, she suddenly couldn't see through him. She couldn't guess whether his hostility towards Mu Yunzhong was because he and she shared the same goal, or because of what he said, "How do you know I'm just stinging?"

"Yes. I heard that the sect leader can see many things without leaving home, which makes me admire him." Mu Yun said meaningfully.

The two looked into each other's eyes. Although they seemed calm on the surface, there were undercurrents secretly.

Jiang Tingwan, who was standing in the middle, was in a dilemma. He could only hold the little fox tightly in his arms, slowly squatted down, and sat on the ground.

Out of sight, out of mind. Just pretend you didn’t see it.

Jiang Tingwan suddenly sat down, which attracted the attention of others nearby. Mu Yunzhong and Wen Bumian made eye contact before stopping.

"Third Elder, what's this?"

"Sit down comfortably!" she replied casually, not looking at the expressions of the two people beside her.

"Hongluan had heard some rumors about the senior when she was young, but she never expected that the senior would be so casual. It seems that sometimes, rumors cannot be fully trusted." Yu Hongluan once again stared at the words that Jiang Tingwan said, which seemed to have another hidden meaning.

Jiang Tingwan sensed some meaning in Yu Hongluan's words, which made her face the new person in front of her for the first time.

Before, she just thought she was young, naive, and straightforward, but now it seems that every word this little girl said was like a test.

Jiang Tingwan felt vaguely uneasy in her heart. She suddenly felt that it was not just Cang Shuzi who could tell that she was not Bai Wangshu's person.

She subconsciously wanted to confirm this with Sui Jiu, but when she looked down, she saw that the little fox in her arms was actually asleep?

Considering that she had become like this in order to conceal her identity, Jiang Tingwan did not have the heart to wake her up again, so he could only force a smile of an elder towards Yu Hongluan who was talking, without saying a word.

Yu Hongluan, who was ignored, felt a little unhappy, but didn't say anything. She just felt a gaze as sharp as a knife sweeping at her out of the corner of her eye. She subconsciously looked at the owner of the gaze, but the other party naturally retracted his gaze, as if nothing had happened, making her wonder if she had seen it wrong.