Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 97 Fragrant Herbs and Beautiful Women

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Fragrant Herbs and Beautiful Women

Cui Yi looked at Zhuo Yang awkwardly and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhuo Yang, my sister has a strong personality, please don't mind her."

"Of course I don't mind, she's my concubine." Zhuo Yang grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Really...really?" Cui Yi was serious, his cheek twitching. "With my sister's personality, can you handle it?"

Zhuo Yang stood up straight, his spirit still brimming with arrogance despite being wrapped in a bed sheet.

"I love Guo'er's personality; she can't escape my grasp!"

He said it into the bathroom, deliberately wanting Chen Guo to hear.

Sure enough, Chen Guo shouted from the bathroom, "Dream on! I'd never want to be your concubine!"

Zhuo Yang shrugged and smiled at Cui Yi, "See? Even if Guo'er becomes a ghost, she'll still be my concubine."

Cui Yi is completely bewildered. Are you two putting on an act for me?

The matters between men and women are too profound. Teacher Cui is focused on cultivation and has never had a girlfriend even though he is nearly thirty. Of course, he can't understand the current situation of Zhuo Yang and Chen Guo.

Shaking his head, Cui Yi tried to become serious and said in a deep voice, "Brother Zhuo Yang, let's get down to business. Can the auction still go on tonight? What are your plans?"

Previously, when Zhuo Yang went to deal with Li Changshou, Cui Yi only knew that there had been an explosion on the ship, but did not know the details. This time, Zhuo Yang's formation of the Golden Core has caused such a big commotion that the auction may not be able to be held as scheduled.

Zhuo Yang waved his hand and said domineeringly, "Whether it opens or not, I'm taking all the good stuff on the ship!"

"Well said, tonight we're counting on you!"

Chen Guo came out of the restroom and gave a thumbs-up in praise.

She changed back into the bright red swimsuit she wore at the restaurant, covered by a sheer overcoat, revealing glimpses of her long legs. Her mature and sophisticated style returned, making her stunningly beautiful.

Zhuo Yang's eyes lit up, and he said with a wicked smile, "Relying on me is no problem, but Guo'er, are you trying to seduce me? You're dressed like this."

"I'm going swimming, are you coming?" Chen Guo didn't take the bait, twisted her slender neck, and turned to leave the room.

Zhuo Yang raised an eyebrow: "I didn't bring swimming trunks, are you asking me to swim naked?"

"Whatever, I don't care!" Chen Guo stopped outside the door and gave him a flirtatious wink.

Zhuo Yang immediately said to Cui Yi, "Hurry up and find some clothes for your brother-in-law?"

Cui Yi was thoroughly embarrassed by the display of affection and went to find some clothes with a bitter expression...

Whether you cultivate to become an immortal or a demon, cultivation is arduous. If you can't learn to find joy in hardship, you'll eventually suffocate yourself. Even if you don't die from it, you're bound to develop inner demons.

Zhuo Yang changed into Cui Yi's sportswear. Although it didn't fit him perfectly and was a bit too big, it was better than nothing. Chen Guo had already left, and he went straight to the top-floor pool of the cruise ship.

Actually, there were clothes in the Qiankun bag; he was just deliberately teasing Chen Guo.

With no tourists around, the series of incidents has caused considerable panic. The captain first explained over the intercom, then ran to the area where tourists were gathered to explain, and is still explaining...

"I'm going swimming!"

When Chen Guo saw Zhuo Yang following her, she took off her outer gauze dress and jumped into the pool, transforming into a mermaid.

"Great figure!" Zhuo Yang crossed his arms, not planning to go into the water.

He would rather watch beautiful women swim than swim.

At that moment, an intoxicating aroma once again filled my nostrils.

"Fairy Grass!"

Zhuo Yang narrowed his eyes and suddenly turned around.

A few meters away on the rooftop of the restaurant, a beautiful woman dressed in white, exuding a cool and aloof aura, leaned against the ship's railing. Her alluring figure was tightly encased in her clothes, her curves exquisite, and her long hair flowed freely, swaying captivatingly in the sea breeze. Her appearance even caused Zhuo Yang to momentarily lose his composure.

If I had to use one word to describe that beautiful woman, it would be "refined as water, indifferent as tea."

She is beautiful, but not at all seductive. She is stunningly beautiful, yet she is reserved and unassuming, possessing an ancient elegance.

Of course, things would be better if she weren't eating sunflower seeds.

These aren't the main points. The main point is that she's all alone here, so the scent of the fairy herb must be coming from her.

"Hello, my name is Zhuo Yang!"

Zhuo Yang leaped onto the rooftop, smiled faintly, and extended his hand.

The beautiful woman stared at Zhuo Yang in astonishment, spat out the sunflower seed shells with a "pfft," then reached out above Zhuo Yang's large hand, loosened her grip, and scattered a handful of sunflower seeds.

"..."

Zhuo Yang almost lost his temper.

The first time I took the initiative to show affection to a woman, she wanted a handful of sunflower seeds in return.

Does the Demon Lord have no regard for his reputation?

To avoid embarrassment, Zhuo Yang relaxed and picked up a sunflower seed to eat.

"My name is Zhuo Yang, what's your name?" He was also leaning against the railing, and suddenly felt a sense of comfort. So this is what it feels like to eat sunflower seeds on a cruise ship.

"Lü Qianqian".

The beautiful woman glanced at Zhuo Yang and continued eating her sunflower seeds.

Zhuo Yang suddenly realized that, besides the fragrance of the fairy herb, the woman's scent seemed very familiar...

Isn't this just like my past self?

Free-spirited and carefree, she likes to make herself comfortable wherever she is, never caring about other people's opinions, and doing whatever she wants.

For a moment, I felt a little tempted.

"A cultivator?" Lü Qianqian glanced at Zhuo Yang, casually stuffed the melon seeds into her pocket, and looked quite dashing with her hands in her pockets.

Zhuo Yang frowned slightly: "You too?"

He was startled; he couldn't even discern Lü Qianqian's cultivation level.

Every cultivator possesses true essence, so one should be able to sense fluctuations of true essence from them. However, Lu Qianqian showed absolutely no fluctuations of true essence!

The demonic eyes couldn't detect it, nor could the sixth sense sense it.

Zhuo Yang asked in surprise, "How do you know so much? Also, your method of concealing your cultivation level is very clever!"

Lu Qianqian's delicate face remained expressionless as she softly said, "With your cultivation level, do you intend to directly seize the treasure?"

"What do you think?" Zhuo Yang's expression turned cold; she seemed to be able to see through his cultivation level!

The previous goodwill was replaced by wariness.

Zhuo Yang realized something: the scent of the fairy herb was probably what this woman was using to lure him to meet her!

"Don't be nervous, I've heard of you." Lü Qianqian smiled slightly, revealing a captivating and otherworldly charm.

"Who...are you?" Zhuo Yang suspected she was from Long Ting, but he couldn't ask, or he would be used by her.

“Someone who’s interested in you.” Lü Qianqian tossed her long hair, then stretched out her arm, a cold glint in her eyes.

Zhuo Yang instantly turned his head, dodging the cold glint.

Upon closer inspection, Lü Qianqian held a delicate short blade in her hand, resembling a dagger but also longer, like a short sword.

"Let me test your skills!" Lü Qianqian smiled faintly, her aura instantly becoming sharp and dangerous, giving Zhuo Yang a sense of seeing himself, back in the Demon Realm as a Demon Lord.

Lu Qianqian thrust her sword forward; the movement was small, but the force was extremely powerful.

"Hmph!" Zhuo Yang sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, and reached out to grab the other's wrist.

To disarm an opponent with bare hands relies on sharp eyesight and a good judgment of one's own speed.

Lu Qianqian raised an eyebrow, twisted her body, and spun rapidly, causing her short sword to perform a sword flower, aiming for Zhuo Yang's arm.

"watch out!"

As Zhuo Yang retracted his arm, he kicked out with his long leg, aiming straight for the opponent's waist and abdomen.

Lu Qianqian was in mid-air, her body twisting, as if she were directly handing Hou Qiuliang over to Zhuo Yang.