Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Mo Qinglan had once been a disciple of the righteous sects, but when misfortune struck, he was like a drowned stray dog, anyone could kick him a few times. Even his pampered childhood fiancée wouldn't even meet him in the end.

He understood this dog-eat-dog world all too well. Without sufficient strength, he couldn't even protect the people he cared about, just like that little weirdo back then, the one who was willing to stay with him at his lowest and most pathetic, refusing to leave no matter how much he pushed her away. Yet, he failed to protect such a good person.

The shadows in his downcast eyes churned. He had initially joined the Heavenly Sword Sect to find an opportunity to learn the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles, but he hadn't expected the Demon Lord to be killed just six months later.

That powerful Demon Lord, capable of commanding wind and rain, was ultimately killed by this seemingly frivolous woman before him.

The Demon Lord's death didn't make him leave the Heavenly Sword Sect; instead, it made him even more curious about Chu Yue. What kind of person could severely injure and kill the Demon Lord who had once trampled him underfoot? He was eager to see what expression this Little Martial Aunt would make if she knew he was the new Demon Lord.

However, before he had absolute certainty, he wouldn't reveal his identity.

"Little Martial Aunt, the righteous sects are already waiting in the hall. The Sect Leader asked me to invite you over."

Having received gifts, it was natural to gather. Su Tang nodded, indicating she understood.

The original Chu Yue had killed the Demon Lord, a major event for both the righteous and demonic sects. Originally, the two sides were evenly matched, but the Demon Lord's death put the demonic sect at a disadvantage, making them hesitant to seek revenge because they feared Chu Yue. But if they knew Chu Yue was severely injured, then for the demonic sect, while they had lost their Demon Lord, the righteous sects would also have lost Chu Yue.

Chu Yue's existence was a reassurance for the righteous sects. She couldn't be allowed to fall.

Thus, upon hearing of her imminent emergence from seclusion, they rushed to send gifts, all of which were extremely valuable.

Su Tang was delighted, a faint smile gracing her face.

"Lead the way."

Cultivation transcended the passage of time. Despite her high cultivation level, Chu Yue still looked like a young maiden. Now, dressed in the plain white uniform of the Heavenly Sword Sect, she seemed to radiate a faint halo under the sunlight.

Mo Qinglan followed a few steps behind her, watching the girl's light steps and waist-length hair swaying in the wind, much like a carefree young lady untouched by the hardships of the world.

There were about a hundred cultivators in the main hall. They appeared calm, occasionally conversing with those beside them, but their gazes would frequently drift towards the entrance. Some of the more impatient ones even revealed anxiety in their eyes.

Finally, the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader spoke. He had a green beard but a relatively youthful face, looking to be only in his thirties. Unlike the others' anxiety, he was extremely calm. It was only right for these people to wait for three days and three nights for someone from his Heavenly Sword Sect, especially when that someone was his Little Martial Sister. He hadn't even approved of her leaving seclusion so soon after being so severely injured in that battle.

And now, after leaving seclusion, she still had to deal with these people!

He sipped his tea and, seeing figures approaching in the distance, offered a perfunctory apology, "My Little Martial Sister has a playful nature, and has kept you all waiting."

None of those present dared to complain. She was the hero of their cultivation world. They would wait, not just for a while, but for as long as necessary.

As soon as Su Tang appeared, she felt over a hundred pairs of burning eyes on her. Fortunately, she had seen the world and walked calmly to the only empty seat beside the Sect Leader. Then, echoing the Sect Leader's casual tone, she apologized, "I was just preparing a welcoming gift for my little martial nephew and lost track of time. My apologies."

Hearing this, everyone expressed their understanding, and some even took the opportunity to praise Mo Qinglan because of Su Tang's words.

Only Mo Qinglan remained expressionless.

Hmph, welcoming gift.

However, Su Tang wouldn't let him off the hook. Resting her chin on her hand, she said with a smile, "My little martial nephew left in a hurry and forgot to bring the welcoming gift. Remember to pick it up later."

Mo Qinglan, thinking of that dress, smiled and thanked her, "Yes, Little Martial Aunt."

Su Tang, "Mm, good boy."

Thus, on that day, everyone learned that the Chief Disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect was highly regarded by Fairy Chu Yue. She had given him a welcoming gift and praised him in front of all the righteous sects. In the end, there were even rumors that Fairy Chu Yue intended to pass the Nine Heavenly Sword Styles on to him.

Su Tang heard these rumors a month later, while she was still half-heartedly dealing with these cultivators.

And at this time, the demonic sect unexpectedly joined the fray.

"Sect Leader, the Right Emissary of the Demonic Sect requests an audience."

Upon hearing that the demonic sect sought an audience, everyone's expressions changed. Those with shorter tempers immediately began cursing.

"Those evil heretics dare to request an audience! I think he's courting death!"

"He doesn't even know where he is!"

"Heavenly Sword Sect Leader, such a villain, in our opinion, should be thrown out directly!"

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Su Tang listened to these words with an impassive expression until the Heavenly Sword Sect Leader turned to her, "What are your thoughts, Little Martial Sister?"

Everyone knew that the Right Emissary of the Demonic Sect had come for her, so naturally, they had to ask for her opinion.

Su Tang spoke lazily, "See him. He's being polite, coming to request an audience. Not seeing him would make it seem like we're afraid."

As soon as she said this, everyone fell silent.

She tugged at the corner of her lips, concealing the sarcasm in her eyes. These so-called righteous cultivators spoke such high-sounding words, but they were actually just testing the waters. Once they heard she agreed to the meeting, they went silent. However, within the Heavenly Sword Sect, Chu Yue's martial brothers were clearly displeased, and some even tried to persuade her.

"Little Martial Sister, if you don't want to see him, then don't. This Senior Martial Brother will throw him out for you."

This was the consultative approach. There were also those who preferred action, and one had already drawn his sword.

Su Tang couldn't help but laugh and quickly stopped him, "Senior Martial Brother, don't be hasty. Let's wait until the Right Emissary arrives. If he's disrespectful, it won't be too late to throw him out then."

Being protective was a tradition in every sword sect, and the Heavenly Sword Sect was no exception. Chu Yue was the Sect Leader's Martial Sister, so her martial brothers were naturally the Peak Lords of the various peaks, all possessing exceptional strength.

The Right Emissary of the Demonic Sect arrived soon after. Dressed in black, he walked with composure, showing no fear even amidst the righteous cultivators.

"I have long heard of Fairy Chu Yue, and today I finally have the honor of meeting you." He said, presenting the box in his hand, "This is a small gift, I hope Fairy Chu Yue won't dislike it."

The box was exquisite and small, but he was from the demonic sect, and who knew what traps it might contain.

Sure enough, the protective members of the Heavenly Sword Sect all drew their swords. Only Su Tang remained seated, smiling innocently, "Let me see."

System, "It's Demonic Sect's Glacial Stone. You need to use your spiritual energy to handle it, otherwise, you'll get frostbite."

Being in the heart of the righteous sects, the Right Emissary wasn't foolish enough to attempt outright murder. The Glacial Stone was a test. If Chu Yue was fine, the Glacial Stone would be harmless to her, and the righteous sects couldn't do anything to him. But if she was affected, then the righteous sects wouldn't need to fear her.

In Su Tang's current state, let alone channeling spiritual energy, even a slightly larger movement would make her want to vomit blood.

"Do you have any suppression pills? Just enough to suppress it for half an hour."

System, "Are you sure you only want to suppress it, and not crush the stone?"

Su Tang looked at her pitifully low points and felt like crying, "I'm poor."

Vomiting blood it was, then. Anyway, those protective Senior Martial Brothers from the Heavenly Sword Sect wouldn't leak the information.

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