Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

Chapter 91: Well, indeed, I'm not as good as him

Chapter 91: Well, indeed, I'm not as good as him

After changing his eyes, the cultivation did indeed undergo some changes.

However, what Luo Wusheng never expected was that this change was a bit different from what he had imagined.

How should I put it

(Cultivation efficiency has improved quite a bit, but as a result, I completely entered a meditative state and lost track of time)

They say that cultivation transcends time, but he never thought that with a single blink of his eyes, he would end up secluding himself for an entire day.

Looking at the figure of Miss Kirin who was standing outside his door, waiting for him, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Luo Wusheng's face.

Fortunately, she wore a mask, so he couldn't discern her expression. He had no idea what kind of expression the distinguished Six Gate Bureau Golden-Ranked member had at the moment.

"Let's go."

Miss Kirin's voice was as cold as ever, devoid of any emotional fluctuations, as if she didn't care about waiting outside: "The preparations for demon-slaying are complete. You can observe the battle in the vicinity of the north of the city."

"Ahem, please wait a moment, Miss Kirin. I need to take care of some trivial matters before I accompany you."

Luo Wusheng mustered up the courage to bow and didn't rush to leave.

Seeing Miss Kirin nodding silently, he quickly transformed into a shadow and circled around his residence.

He informed his junior sister of his whereabouts, asked Lu Yuliu if she wanted to join him, and left a letter for his subordinates who might come looking for him.

Having completed all of this at lightning speed, Luo Wusheng returned to Miss Kirin alone.

Hmm, Little Yuli was indeed still avoiding him and showed no intention of accompanying him to such a dangerous place.

"Alright, I'm ready now"

Just as Luo Wusheng was about to express that he was prepared, he felt the world before his eyes instantly change.

North of the Royal City.

"You can hover in the north of the city today It is the Empress's permission."

Hearing the woman's words in his ears, Luo Wusheng opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Miss Kirin was as swift and decisive as ever.

At this moment, he had already landed on a high tower with Miss Kirin. From here, they could get a partial view of the scenery in the north of the city.

Just the thought that he hadn't even finished speaking when she directly grabbed him and teleported to this place left Luo Wusheng somewhat amazed.

Teleportation is really cool.

After they appeared, Luo Wusheng clearly felt several gazes converging on him from different directions, some of which gave him a strong spiritual sense.

(Hmm The one with the most vast spiritual sense should be the Nascent Soul stage expert who was hiding in the shadows today to prevent any mishaps, right? But it seems that the Empress is not with him Has she not arrived yet?)

Luo Wusheng quickly made his judgment.

Miss Kirin beside him also seemed to sense the gathering gazes. Her gaze under the mask swept across several directions before finally resting on Luo Wusheng.

"They are quite interested in you."

Luo Wusheng nodded in understanding to her words, indicating that he didn't mind.

After all, a significant portion of the overtime work for everyone present today was caused by him. It was only natural for them to be curious about what kind of extraordinary being he was.

Lowering his gaze, he looked at the streets of the north of the city at this moment.

The crowd was still bustling, and the market was as lively as ever. Everything seemed no different from usual.

That's the advantage of using the Human Emperor Sword.

Because that extraordinary divine weapon could protect the lives of the people, there was no need for a specific evacuation of the crowd, which would otherwise arouse suspicion.

As for what the people thought

They were certainly grateful for this, as watching a battle of at least the Nascent Soul level was beneficial to all low-level cultivators.

Normally, if they wanted to witness a fight of this level, they would have to risk their lives. But now, they could safely observe under the protection of the Human Emperor Sword, which was a big gain for them.

(However, it seems that there are cultivators above the Golden Core stage secretly monitoring Could it be a form of protection? Perhaps it's a bit challenging for the Human Emperor Sword to protect the life force of outer-circle Golden Core cultivators after its coverage range expanded?)

Lost in thought, Luo Wusheng looked up at the sky.

Twilight was approaching, reminding him once again that he had indeed spent quite a long time in this cultivation session.

"Miss Kirin, are you not participating in the demon-slaying tonight?"

Seeing that Miss Kirin beside him didn't seem eager to leave, Luo Wusheng tentatively asked.

"I am responsible for investigating any other suspicious areas on the outskirts tonight."

Miss Kirin's answer was crisp and decisive.

Luo Wusheng pondered for a moment.

Indeed, in the original work, the character of Miss Kirin from the Golden-Ranked member of the Six Gate Bureau never appeared.

Although the Golden Core cultivators from the Six Gate Bureau would intervene in the demon-slaying tonight, they were ultimately of secondary importance. In the original work, they didn't even have a name.

Thinking about it, the appearance rate of the Imperial Department of the Empress's direct control in the original work was really low. It was almost like his previous self as a Demon Sect Holy Saint, barely existing in the dialogues of the main characters.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of familiarity with the Six Gate Bureau.

However, Luo Wusheng didn't intend to stay by Miss Kirin's side like this.

Although the view from here was good, he had a better method to oversee the situation.

So, he first thanked Miss Kirin for her assistance and then, after bidding her farewell, entered stealth mode and leaped down from the high tower.

Miss Kirin silently watched his departure, her gaze flickering under the mask, contemplating who knows what.

Meanwhile, in the shadows outside the three major clans' target location tonight.

"That Demon Sect Holy Saint has entered stealth mode?"

"This youth is exceptionally intelligent, almost like a demon. Perhaps he has other motives After all, with his cultivation and talent, the Nascent Soul-level battle wouldn't provide much help to him. I wonder why he came to watch"

"Has anyone detected his aura? Do we know where he is now?"

"His aura went in the eastern direction, but his stealth technique is extremely advanced, making it difficult to pinpoint his exact location."

"I've told you all, this Demon Sect Holy Saint who has stirred up the entire city is not ordinary. His age, cultivation, and mental acuity, combined with the artifact he personally refined, are probably even surpassing the Empress"

Thunk.

The discussion came to a halt after a soft sound.

In the shadows, Night Crow, wearing a feathered mask, tightly pressed his mask to his face, preventing his slightly pale old visage from being revealed.

"Ahem, Night Crow greets the Empress."

In front of him, a stunning young girl in imperial attire glanced at him expressionlessly.

"Hmm."

The young Empress nodded slightly, "It's time. Prepare the formation."

As the spokesperson who had uttered the last sentence in the discussion, Night Crow breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the Empress hadn't heard his earlier words or didn't intend to pursue the matter?

In any case, feeling that he had narrowly escaped a disaster, he immediately lowered his head and responded.

"Yes!"

When he raised his head again, the Empress had already disappeared without a trace.

(Hoo The Empress's teleportation is becoming more and more mysterious. This time, I didn't even sense the slightest premonition of her arrival)

Fortunately, fortunately, the Empress didn't pursue his earlier words.

Night Crow thought to himself, but then a faint voice drifted into his ears.

"Hmm When I was at the age of this Demon Sect Holy Saint, indeed, my cultivation, mental acuity, and artifact were all inferior to him."

Hiss

Cold sweat instantly dampened his clothes on his back.