Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Chapter 434 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Immortal Venerable 17

One of the disciples who often sparred with Ran Cang said with a face full of regret, his face flushed red, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Our senior sister must have been afraid of discouraging us, so she kept her strength hidden and used her elder-level strength to practice with us. We are so touched."

I will never complain again, and I will cherish every opportunity to spar with my senior sister.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect spoke one after another, their hearts deeply moved by Ran Cang.

They recalled Ran Cang's patient guidance and meticulous care during their daily practice sessions.

Those seemingly ordinary little things have become incredibly precious at this moment.

Whether under the scorching sun or in the biting cold, Ran Cang was always the first to arrive at the training ground to train with them.

When they encountered difficulties, she always encouraged them not to give up and taught them skills step by step.

In this world of cultivation where the strong are respected and competition is fierce, having such a powerful yet gentle and considerate senior sister is their greatest fortune.

Sui Si stood aside, quietly watching his disciples' reactions, a gratified smile on his face.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering gently in the wind, his eyes filled with love and expectation.

He knew Ran Cang's strength and understood her character.

This victory is not only proof of Ran Cang's strength, but also an enhancement of the Qingyun Sect's cohesion.

On the path of cultivation in the future, with such a united and spirited group of disciples, who think and work together, the Qingyun Sect will surely become even more glorious and carve out its own niche in this vast world of cultivation.

Just as everyone was still immersed in the shock and excitement brought by this wonderful competition, a sudden and crisp applause rang out without warning on the empty platform.

The applause was like a heavy hammer blow, standing out abruptly in the noisy arena, instantly drawing everyone's attention like an invisible force.

Immediately afterwards, a voice, tinged with languor and playfulness, seemingly able to penetrate all noise, drifted over:

"As expected of the eldest disciple of the Qingyun Sect! His strength is indeed extraordinary!"

Upon hearing the voice, Ran Cang's previously calm expression hardened slightly, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as he looked toward the high platform.

Her expression was calm as still water, but those who knew her well could see the wariness hidden deep in her eyes.

"The Demon King has arrived very early this time."

Ran Cang's voice was neither humble nor arrogant, but carried a hint of coldness.

“In the past, you always arrived right on time for these kinds of occasions, so today is a bit of a surprise.”

As Ran Cang finished speaking with a hint of doubt, a strange light shone on the high platform.

Amidst the flashing light, something mysterious and eerie appeared, and then, the figures of demons gradually became clear within the light.

The two people standing at the front look somewhat alike at first glance, but upon closer inspection, their temperaments are quite different.

The leader of the demons was tall and upright, standing like a pine tree.

He wore an extremely gorgeous robe, every embroidery and every gemstone highlighting his incomparably noble status.

His face was extremely alluring.

His eyes were long and narrow, and his deep gaze exuded an innate and awe-inspiring majesty. Just a glance from him was enough to make those around him lower their heads and not dare to meet his eyes.

This person is none other than the Demon Emperor Jun Sui, who commands all demons and stands at the pinnacle of power among the demon race.

Following behind him was the Demon King Jun Li Que.

He was slightly thin, with a captivating and alluring appearance. His peach blossom eyes seemed to hold endless tenderness, and he exuded a gentle and refined aura, which contrasted sharply with the overwhelming domineering presence of the Demon Emperor.

Although the Demon Emperor Jun Sui seemed to be answering Ran Cang's question by slightly turning his body, his gaze remained fixed on Sui Si below the stage from beginning to end.

His eyes revealed undisguised intimacy, liking, and even passionate love.

His gaze was as intense as a burning flame, as if the noisy crowd and the vast arena around him had ceased to exist, and in the entire world, there was only Sui Si in his eyes.

"Long time no see, Sui Si,"

Jun Sui spoke, his voice deep and magnetic, as if it came from a distant era.

"You still have the same charm as before."

The deep affection in his words was so intense it almost overflowed, and anyone could hear the unusual nature of it.

Everyone was shocked to see this.

The crowd, which had been cheering and discussing Ran Cang's wonderful match, fell silent for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, whispers spread like wildfire through the crowd.

"So that's how it is, he's the sect leader of the Qingyun Sect!"

A young cultivator looked on in surprise, his voice rising involuntarily.

"No wonder the Demon Emperor treats him so specially. I was wondering why so many people were protecting him!"

His words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. People around him echoed his sentiments, and various speculations and discussions arose one after another.

The moment Sui Si saw Jun Sui's face, figure, and unique temperament, his heart suddenly trembled violently and uncontrollably.

Suddenly, without warning, the image of my little fox appeared in my mind.

His thoughts drifted away uncontrollably, like a kite with a broken string:

If the little fox could transform into human form, it would probably look like this, right?

Those bright, mischievous eyes that always sparkle with curiosity, those fluffy ears that are so endearing with the slightest movement—if they were in human form, would they also possess such captivating charm?

Thinking of this, Sui Si's lips unconsciously curled up slightly, revealing a very faint, indulgent smile.

But Sui Si quickly realized the absurdity of his idea and silently berated himself:

"Absurd, utterly absurd!"

He cursed inwardly, "One is a demon emperor who commands all demons, high above all others, and can decide the fate of countless living beings with the flick of a finger."

One is a pitiful little fox who only knows how to snuggle in his arms and act cute all day long, and stares longingly at him for food when it's hungry.

These two demons are completely different from head to toe; how can they be compared?!

"It must be because I haven't seen the little fox for so long and miss it so much that I had such an absurd idea."

He coughed lightly, trying to quickly pull himself out of this absurd thought.

Faced with Jun Sui's straightforward and passionately ambiguous advances, Sui Si did not reciprocate.

His expression was calm and composed, a perfectly measured and flawless smile on his face, as he used his position as sect leader to play a game of tai chi:

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor is too kind,"

Sui Si's voice was calm and gentle as he spoke slowly and deliberately.

"It was just an ordinary competition."

It is truly a rare occasion for all factions to gather here today. We hope to discuss important matters together, promoting peace and development within our cultivation world, so that all living beings may benefit.

As he spoke, he subtly took a step back, seemingly unintentionally, but in fact, cleverly widening the distance between himself and Jun Sui.

Jun Sui didn't seem to intend to let it go easily. He took another step forward, his smile deepening, but that smile concealed a relentless determination to achieve his goal.

"Sui Si, it's been so many years. Is this all that's left between us—just empty words?"

Have you forgotten all the times we spent together?

His voice was slightly deep, carrying a hint of melancholy and questioning.

Sui Si felt helpless, as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been spilled, with all sorts of emotions mingling together.

But he still maintained a proper demeanor and impeccable manners:

"Your Majesty, the occasion is special today. There are many matters to attend to from various factions, and I still need to handle many things."

If I have the time at another day, I will make a special trip to visit Your Majesty, to share a drink and reminisce about old times.

After saying that, he didn't care how Jun Sui reacted, afraid of being harassed again. He turned around, gave Ran Cang a wink, made an excuse, and hurriedly left the scene with Ran Cang.

Tu Liujun stood on the high platform, watching their departing figures, a trace of loneliness and helplessness flashing in his eyes.