Chapter 9 Death of Society

So you were awake the whole time?

The members of the Martial Soul Team looked at Yan speechlessly. They all knew that Yan had a crush on Hu Liena, which was no secret in the Martial Soul Academy.

"You're mistaken. How could I have ulterior motives?" Jin Yang chuckled, amplifying the alluring effect of the Cupid's Scepter. A faint glow shone across his godlike face, and his entire being seemed to radiate an approachable light, as if special effects had been created. "Maybe I'm just lusting after her body?"

The blunt words were shocking, instantly making Hu Liena's ears burn red, causing the members of the Martial Soul Team to gasp in surprise, and enraging Yan: "You! Shameless scoundrel!"

He was still a little afraid of Jin Yang's strange skill, so he decisively chose to verbally condemn him.

"And you? What do you crave about her?"

"Ah, I, I..." Yan stammered. He also desired Hu Liena's body, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

"You're craving it, and so am I. Aren't we kindred spirits?"

The outrageous words left Yan's mind blank, rendering him speechless.

Ah, right? No, no, his feelings for Hu Liena were purer, and he was nothing like that lecherous pale-faced man.

"You're clearly still flirting with Song Zhu, and you even dare to tease Nana. You have no shame!" Yan scolded, his face flushed.

"I also desire Miss Song Zhu's body, and I also desire Miss Zhang Ping's body. As the saying goes, yin and yang are in harmony, the power of heaven and earth, and a graceful lady is the object of a gentleman's desire."

Jin Yang turned around and winked at the two women, causing their cheeks to flush.

Damn it, even though I felt that Jin Yang's words were a bit beastly, when I saw Jin Yang's warm and gentle face, a strange feeling welled up in my heart.

"Feelings of love and affection are natural human emotions; why can't they be expressed, and why should they be hidden?"

"I have an equal love for all girls in this world, just as the sun shines on all things in this world." A sacred look appeared on Jin Yang's face.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Hu Liena quickly spoke up to stop the two from arguing. If Jin Yang continued, who knew what outrageous things he might say next.

She took a deep breath, letting the color fade from her flushed cheeks. "If you won't give it to me, then just look. Why say such vulgar things?"

However, Jin Yang's words about lusting after her body made Hu Liena feel a little secretly pleased. What did this mean? It meant that she was still very attractive.

But at that moment, Hu Liena felt two unusual gazes directed at her. Hu Liena was startled and turned her head to look, only to find Song Zhu and Zhang Ping looking at her.

Especially Song Zhu, whose originally timid eyes were now as bright and spirited as a rooster, and who did not look away when she looked at her, which made Hu Liena feel a little uncomfortable.

Hu Liena raised an eyebrow. What did that mean? Did he see her as a rival in love?

Not sisters? We've only known Jin Yang for less than half a day, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?

She has no connection with Jin Yang.

Hu Liena was naturally unaware that, under the passive influence of Jin Yang's supreme yang nature and the Cupid's Scepter, there was a "bewitching domain" within Jin Yang's area of ​​influence that was specifically designed to target women.

A graceful lady is sought after by a gentleman, and a refined gentleman is admired by a beautiful woman.

Jin Yang showed them goodwill, so they naturally wanted to compete with him. In their eyes, Hu Liena, who made the first move, was their first enemy.

The two women exchanged a glance, both able to see the meaning in each other's eyes, and thus the two-person team to fight against Na was formed.

……

Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue walked heavily toward the direction of the Papal Palace.

Yan rubbed his hair in frustration. He had lost to Jin Yang. Not only had he failed to intimidate Jin Yang, but he had also been attacked in public.

"Nana, did that pretty boy play some trick on you? I noticed something was off about him a while ago, he's definitely up to something." Yan complained. Brother Xie Yue didn't make a move, and Nana was acting like she'd lost her mind, getting entangled with Jin Yang. So what was he? Was he the only clown?

"Really?" Hu Liena frowned, secretly annoyed.

Strange? I actually forgot what the teacher told me. That shouldn't be the case. I'm not that kind of person. What's wrong with me?

Once outside of Jin Yang's "bewitching domain," Hu Liena sensed something was amiss, but couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Jin Yang's influence was not a negative effect. Everything Hu Liena did was simply a decision made by Hu Liena based on her own will under the condition of Jin Yang's high charm value.

In other words, if Huliena were to encounter a similar situation someday in the future, and someone she admires appeared, she would do something irrational.

"Alright, alright, Jin Yang's strength far exceeded our expectations. We'll report this to His Holiness the Pope truthfully, and he won't blame us," Xie Yue comforted him.

"You mean, that Jin Yang is a Soul King at level 51, and he easily defeated Yan?" Bibi Dong was somewhat surprised. How come she had never heard of such a genius before?

The emergence of a genius is always traceable. The consumption of resources and hunting for spirit rings outside the Martial Spirit Hall will only leave more traces for the disciple of the Second Elder.

But Jin Yang seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

"By the way, what did you say his martial soul was called?" Bibi Dong asked thoughtfully.

"The Scepter of Cupid," Hu Liena replied immediately.

"The Goddess of Love?" Bibi Dong's eyes instantly turned cold, a hint of surprise flashing in them. How could anything in this world be called a god?

Could it be... that Jin Yang is also a descendant of a deity? Is that even possible?

As the successor of the Rakshasa God, she naturally knew the terror of the gods; even the slightest divine grace was enough to drive people mad.

"I understand," Bibi Dong nodded. "This isn't your fault. Go back and rest."

If Jin Yang is truly a descendant of the gods, then Yan's defeat is to be expected.

The three breathed a sigh of relief and were about to leave the Papal Palace when Bibi Dong called them back.

"Wait a minute," the three of them were taken aback, only to hear Bibi Dong's questioning voice: "Yan, what's that on your forehead? Why would a grown man like you have a heart tattooed on his forehead?"

Is this some new fashion trend? Bibi Dong didn't understand, but she didn't really want to respect it either.

Yan's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly reached up to wipe his forehead, but the dent had not disappeared. He turned his head and saw Xie Yue and Hu Liena, whose shoulders were shaking as they suppressed their laughter.

Yan's vision went black. No wonder so many people had given him strange looks on the way here. He thought they were peeking at Nana's beauty, and he glared at them fiercely.

Am I not...?

Yan, who had lost its color, was dragged out of the hall by Xie Yue and Hu Liena. "Teacher, we're leaving now. We'll go back and have Yan take this thing."

Seeing the three leave, Bibi Dong's eyes flickered slightly.

The possibility of the Golden Sun deity's successor cannot be ignored. I wonder if those old guys know about this, and what do they mean by putting the Golden Sun under their noses? It seems she has to test it herself.