Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite the Bait Please - Chapter 118.1

Chapter 118.1: Following the Crowd

Towards this amazing phenomenon, Qing Yu merely credited it to the fact that the spirit energy in this other world was more robust and cultivation in here yielded better results.

She was engrossed in her thoughts when a knocking sounded upon the door before the careful voice of a youth rang out. “Sis are you awake?”

Qing Yu walked over to the door to open it and saw a youth in a royal blue brocade robe with a handsome and exquisite countenance standing tall and straight outside. He was clearly still a bit shorter then Qing Yu barely half a year ago but his height had shot up now, a full head taller than she was.

“What’s the matter?” Qing Yu asked with a smile, her eyebrow raised up.

Qing Bei feigned a mysterious smile and the expression on his face was a little excited as he said: “I came here to tell you something interesting.”

“Huh?”

“It was be the Faint Mist Sect’s quarterly internal trials in a couple of day and I heard that the location the meet will be held at will not be within the sect’s premises this time, so a lot of people will be going to watch the battles. Will Sis want to go watch them?” Qing Bei asked with his handsome looking eyes wide, staring at her with eager anticipation.

Qing Yu could not help but laugh. [It’s this fella himself who wants to go watch so badly!] Although that was what she was thinking in her heart, her mouth could not bear to refuse him.

“Since you want to go so much, then let’s go. I’ll be able to get a feel of the Faint Mist Sect’s power beforehand as well.” Qing Yu replied softly, and then went on to say: “But, we will have to disguise ourselves. We cannot go there like this.”

Not mention whether anything unexpected might occur, but if they are unlucky enough to bump into Yan Ning Luo, they would not be able to escape getting into an entangled mess.

Moreover, right at this moment in the Faint Mist Sect, there was quite an explosive amount of rage within their meeting hall.

“Rong Yi, what great audacity! ? You dare to make such a promise that breaks the sect’s rules that’s way beyond your authourity. Do you still have any respect for the sect leader! ?”

At this moment inside the vast meeting hall, a green robed man upon the elevated seat was leaning back languidly against the back of his chair, a handsome smile hanging from the faintly crooked up ends of his mouth upon that good looking countenance, his emotions indecipherable.

The twelve senior authouritative Elders were seated at the side just below the man and down on the main floor, a white robed man stood tall and straight backed, the expression on his face calm and composed, seemingly not affected at all by the admonishment and oppression he was faced with. He then opened his mouth to respond slowly: “I do not think that I did anything wrong with the way I handled it. It was a most critical situation at that time and this was the best thing I could think of.”

When the middle aged man who had opened his mouth to berate the young man earlier saw the bold and resolute stance the young man was taking, his rage was further fuelled and he exclaimed loudly: “This is the way of a coward! How could you not even put up a fight and immediately bow your head before those wild barbaric brutes? And to think that you’re even a disciple in the sect’s inner circle, you’ve thoroughly shamed the sect!”

Rong Yu’s face was expressionless as he looked up at the fuming middle aged man. “What Elder Jin means is that this disciple here should have fought the Crimson Land’s Eight Demons to the death and pay no heed to the lives of the tens of inner circle disciples I was responsible for at that moment?”