Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 The Male Succubus

The training facility of the Shengjing Cultivator Academy was built underground, and the entrance had already been taken over by the Central Guard Corps.

The bigwigs had arrived.

Yang Zhenwei, the Commander-in-Chief of the Dingbei Army, was in the tightly guarded box, chatting with the big shots.

Li Weiguo, the Commander-in-Chief of the Zhendong Army, sat silently, sweeping over the faces of old friends around him.

Zhang Xiangqian, the Commander-in-Chief of the Annan Army, and Sun Rongxing, the Commander-in-Chief of the Pingxi Army, were also present. It was rare for the four great generals of the east, south, west, and north to gather together for no other reason than to support their own cultivators.

By now, everyone could confirm that with the deepening of the Spiritual Energy Resurgence, cultivators would inevitably become the future of national defense, and thus, substantial resources needed to be invested in their cultivation.

But who was more qualified to represent the cultivators and receive the priority in resource cultivation?

Was it your Zhendong Army cultivator, or his Dingbei Army cultivator?

Practice was the only criterion for testing truth, and the battlefield was a place where victory and defeat spoke for themselves. There should be no difference in the arena either.

Li Weiguo's gaze passed through the glass, looking down at Yan Yu, who was seated in the preparatory area by the field.

The Commander-in-Chiefs had made a special trip to stand by their side, only to ensure that the final result would not be affected by factors other than victory or defeat, but they could not control the outcome of the battle itself.

In the end, it all comes down to whether you can win or not, Yan Yu.

Below, Yan Yu sat calmly in his chair, showing not the slightest bit of nervousness about the upcoming competition.

Although the leaders took this very seriously, in his view, it was like an adult joining a kindergarten martial arts competition. He really couldn't see any chance of defeat… even if he were running a fever or sneezing, he could take down his opponent with one hand.

The seating areas were arranged on all four sides of the field, corresponding to the actual stationing directions of the four armies. Chen Lingyun, also a cultivator of the Zhendong Army, naturally sat beside Yan Yu.

As for Zhao Yuanzhen, fearing that Mei Yingxue might be hiding in the crowd, he didn't even bother to attend the competition. He was probably out exploring some restaurant and was not concerned about her.

Chen Lingyun looked around. On the seats of the Annan Army to the left, Li Zhaojiang and Li Minghu were seated. The siblings looked about sixty to seventy percent alike, the man handsome and the woman gentle; it was obvious that they were a contestant and a relative of the contestant, so it was not surprising.

To the right in the Dingbei Army's area sat Liu Longtao alone in the center, his arms casually open, lounging on the back of his chair.

This was the home ground of the Dingbei Army, and it was impossible that Liu Longtao was the only university student cultivator present. The reason no one sat next to him was due to Liu Longtao's tyrannical and authoritarian leadership style.

The leader seated in the principal position would not tolerate others by his side.

Across from them were the seats of the Pingxi Army, where a girl with an icy expression was seated. At a glance, her features were beautiful and brimming with vitality, but a closer look revealed a hint of malice hidden between her brows and eyes.

Zhou Hongyu, from the Shuzhong Prefecture of Nanchuan Province, was originally enrolled in a local martial arts school, following a sports recruitment route specializing in martial arts and free fighting—simply put, this girl had combat skills even before she became a cultivator.

Chen Lingyun felt that if she were to compete, she should be able to defeat Li Zhaojiang, but the outcome was uncertain against Zhou Hongyu.

As for Liu Longtao, although she was reluctant to admit it, the chances of defeating him were very slim. His talent for cultivation was said to be the best among all the university student cultivators in the country.

With exceptional talent, advance priority training, and an unobstructed access to various resources, it was no surprise he was thoroughly ahead and able to dominate his peers.

Disregarding the armies of Dingbei, Annan, and Pingxi, even within the Zhendong Army itself, those leaders who had not witnessed Yan Yu's strength all believed that Liu Longtao was going to become, or had already become, the number one cultivator in the country.

"Yan Yu~" Chen Lingyun suddenly laughed, calling out in a sweet, coquettish voice.

"What?" Yan Yu looked at her with some annoyance, "Don't be silly here… nor act coy."

"When you face the Dingbei Army, beat up that Lord Master for me," Chen Lingyun said seriously, raising her small fist.

Yan Yu frowned, looking at her pretty face.

When she dropped that mask-like fake smile, she indeed looked much more pleasant to the eye—with Chen Lingyun's delicate beauty, even someone face-blind couldn't deny she was beautiful.

Or more accurately, "a pretty young lady."

"So," Yan Yu withdrew his gaze, speaking indifferently, "what's the reward?"

"Do you want to hear me whimper and beg you?" Chen Lingyun blinked, "Just like last time?"

"No, get lost."

"If you don't beat up that blockhead from the capital after the match, I'll send out a mass message announcing you're my boyfriend." Chen Lingyun revealed a sweet, radiant smile.

Yan Yu was about to say "Bring it on, who's afraid," but then he realized that the mass message Chen Lingyun mentioned would definitely include Zhao Yuanzhen.

He wasn't exactly afraid of a bloodbath or anything; it was mainly because he considered that although Zhao Yuanzhen's cultivation hadn't been restored, she was still the Demonic Sect Enchantress, endowed with demonic skills.

If Chen Lingyun's message agitated Zhao Yuanzhen and triggered a frenzy, causing her to come straight here, with Mei Yingxue not present to intervene, it would turn everything upside down... There are so many important people on stage!

Endure for the sake of the country!

Let this trashy woman be smug for a little while.

Seeing that he maintained his silence, the smile on Chen Lingyun's face became even more joyous and relaxed, she was so happy she could hardly contain herself.

This scene, witnessed from a distance by Liu Longtao, also made it hard for him to suppress his goosebumps.

Princess Jiang Hai Chen Lingyun, this nickname was privately given to her by people in the circle. Why call her that? Because she is the only daughter of Governor Chen Tianming from the Jiang Hai Province. With this status on display, she has always had an endless stream of suitors.

But whether it's an open courtship or a secret crush, as soon as someone tries to cross the line of friendship with her, they would soon inexplicably feel like "she looks down on me."

Of course, there's no evidence. Chen Lingyun would never offend anyone; her elegant fake smile is a perfect mask, hiding her thoughts very well underneath, until someone overestimates themselves and tries to remove that mask, only to be accidentally pricked by the thorns on it.

Looking back at the mask, the smile would still be as sweet as ever, as if nothing had happened.

Over time, those second-generation rich who had been snubbed by her gathered to discuss, and eventually came to accept it as "Princess His Highness is of high status, and we are not worthy of dating her."

However, now not only was someone in close contact with her, but it even looked like Chen Lingyun was the one actively pursuing him... Terrifying indeed. As the saying goes, "Before disaster strikes, there are strange signs." Could this be signaling the end of the world?

Without showing any emotion, Liu Longtao picked up his phone and sent another message:

"Princess Jiang Hai is chatting and laughing with him, but he's ignoring her."

Suddenly, the group chat erupted like a school of sardines startled by a catfish, buzzing with activity:

"Lord Tao, quick, show us the photo."

"What photo? Watch the video!"

"Could Princess Jiang Hai have been drugged?"

"Does your family's drug make girls giggle at you?"

"There is such a thing, love potions, right?"

Seeing that the group had started to discuss "whether Chen Lingyun was under the control of a magic potion," Liu Longtao decisively turned off his phone and looked back towards the distant Zhendong Army's seats.

Chen Lingyun leaned in with a smile and whispered something into Yan Yu's ear.

Without a word, Yan Yu silently moved his buttocks to a farther seat.

Chen Lingyun wasn't annoyed; she casually moved along, resettling herself next to Yan Yu, her smile as beautiful and charming as ever.

Liu Longtao was stunned by this scene. He took a deep breath, attempting to straighten out the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind.

Probably... it's a male succubus, right?