Quick Transmigration: Irresistible Beauty
Chapter 351 - 351: Blackened Junior Sister (56)

"I apologize, master," Long Yuan said, trying his best to correct himself after realizing how thoughtless of a remark he had spouted out was. "I did not mean that you smell bad. It was just that smell…"

Long Yuan was afraid that his words would displease Yue Ran and make her misunderstand him, so he promptly set out to apologize and tried to clarify things clearly to her.

"The fragrance will soon be blown away by the wind," Yue Ran said carelessly, interrupting the continuation of the sword spirit's words.

Yue Ran inwardly raised her brows at the former statement. It was not until today that she knew that Long Yuan had a high requirements for scent.

Yue Ran: It seems that I have learned something new today. Long Yuan's nose must be really sensitive, just like a police dog's.

Long Yuan: No, master, that is not it. Really. (I only pay attention to you alone and not anyone else who is not my master.)

"Master, those guys are still chasing after us," Long Yuan said. "Should we leave?"

"No," Yue Ran answered with a little shake of her head. "We are going to enter the Eternal Peak City."

The Eternal Peak City is the capital city, and also the imperial city wherein the imperial palace was built. The relationship between the Eternal Peak City and the martial arts and the immortal cultivation world is complex, so it is better to enter the Eternal Peak City and muddy the water thoroughly by stirring things up.

Yue Ran changed into her men's clothes and brought Hai Bing Tu along with her. Long Yuan transformed into his sword form for her to carry while Lan Jin still remains the adorable and cuddly Lan Jin.

Both Yue Ran and Hai Bing Tu pretended to be members of a hermit sect and easily entered the Eternal Peak City without encountering any problems.

"You have met the alliance leader, Cheng Mo, this time when he was chasing after you," Yue Ran communicated with Long Yuan with a voice transmission while walking around the imperial city. "So, how likely do you think your chance of winning against him is?"

"Our strength is equal, but you, master, have a purer spiritual power and a vast spiritual sea," Long Yuan answered honestly. "If the fight dragged on for quite a while, he would definitely not be able to defeat me."

"Time is his weakness, I see," Yue Ran responded with a slight nod.

Long Yuan had previously contracted with a number of top masters, and his strength was affected by his contractor. The increase in his contractor's power would increase his own.

At this time, Yue Ran's cultivation level can only be considered average in the Sky Breeze Sect, whereas Long Yuan's power, one affected by Yue Ran, is on par with the alliance leader, the head of the Grand Martial Temple, Cheng Mo.

It can be seen that the name "Sword of the Demon" is a well-deserved title for Long Yuan and not merely for show.

"There are still a lot of things to do," Yue Ran said, letting out a small sigh.

At night, in the residence of the former prime minister and the current general, Jin Huo Zhu, a fire that could not be extinguished suddenly broke out in the Jin Mansion, which was heavily guarded by troops.

At two to three o'clock in the morning, just a few hours before dawn, everyone who had been sleeping was roused by the slowly rising heat. Realizing the sudden threat appearing in their midst, the guards of the Jin Mansion began to put out the fire in a hurry before it could spread out even further and cause more damage.

There was chaos in every direction. The fire was raging all around, creeping ever nearer and wreaking havoc with every lick of its merciless flames. Smoke rose into the air, climbing into the sky and polluting the atmosphere. Scores of people were fleeing for their lives in every which way while the others helped the guards extinguish the fire.

The night was supposed to be filled with peace and silence. Instead, a fire of destruction had greeted them late into the night, leaving devastation in its wake.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a young woman in fiery red riding an enormous white tiger-like beast with wings—a pair of pure golden colored wings at its base that turned white and finally changed to ice blue the closer it got to its tips—appeared hovering in the air. The tiger-like beast with golden lines on its body had four golden horns protruding from its head, with two on each side. Two horns were smaller and rested underneath the larger ones. They all curved upwards and were symmetrical to one another.

"Jin Huo Zhu, come out," Yue Ran said.

The young woman was wearing a blood-red dress, which echoed the blazing fire dancing in the background. Her black hair was loose and scattered with the hot wind, billowing behind her in elegant waves. And yet, she radiated the calmness of a superior. The bright moon was in the sky and fell just halfway behind her. In the haze, a flicker of a smile passed across her face like a goddess under the moon. A number of superstitious old women even knelt down below while facing the young woman in the sky, believing that a goddess—a goddess of fire and death perhaps—had come to claim their lives for all the sins that they had committed.

"Who dares to break into the imperial city at night and make trouble in the general's mansion!"

A powerful voice exploded with spiritual power, which made the terrified servants feel considerably more at ease. Regardless of whether Jin Huo Zhu was already eighty years old, how could a young cultivator ever compare with an elderly and seasoned one?

With that thought in mind, Jin Huo Zhu confidently and proudly flew up with his sword and positioned himself in...