Chapter 63: You’re Bullying Me Again!!!

This wasn’t rushing through the boss; it was clearly dragging it out on purpose, waiting for themselves to come.

Chen Xiaoyan gave Liu Yue a grateful glance.

“Thanks.”

Liu Yue smiled faintly and said, “You’re welcome. Ready to start farming now?”

“Sure.”

Chen Xiaoyan nodded with a hint of excitement.

“Chongchong, let’s go, time to work.”

The two of them spent ten minutes healing the main DPS before starting to attack the heteromorph.

Zhenwu’s Liyuan Sword Formation was a perfect kiting technique; it didn’t require much damage output.

Besides, to make sure everyone gained experience, the Sword Pavilion players didn’t deal full damage.

They dragged the fight to let everyone get some hits in.

( Congratulations! Level Up! ) ×2

More than ten thousand experience points instantly pushed Chen Xiaoyan up two levels.

Character ID: Chen Xiaoyan

Level: 21

HP: 5200

***

“Level 21, nice.”

Chen Xiaoyan smiled contentedly.

Chongchong also went from 15 to 17, just a little short of reaching 18.

Liu Yue put her weapon back into her bag and smiled at her.

“When are we starting the new dungeon?”

Chen Xiaoyan glanced at Chongchong, then turned back with a faint smile.

“When Chongchong hits level 20.”

“Okay.”

Liu Yue also looked toward Chongchong.

Chongchong hugged Chen Xiaoyan’s arm and, facing Liu Yue’s gaze, curled up a smug smile in return, almost challenging her.

What if you’re higher level than me?

You still have to wait for me, Chongchong the Boss, to level up before we can play.

“Xiaoyan sister~ You’re so nice.”

Chongchong suddenly let out a coquettish, clipped voice.

Chen Xiaoyan shuddered all over.

That voice was seriously addictive.

“Chongchong, speak normally.”

“Hehe, whatever Xiaoyan sister says, goes.”

Chongchong giggled, tightly hugging Chen Xiaoyan’s arm as if it were a priceless treasure she’d never let go.

“Chongchong’s really cute,” Liu Yue was amused too.

Cute?

Chongchong frowned slightly.

What did she mean by that?

Was she calling me childish?

As the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder; in Chongchong’s eyes, no matter what Liu Yue said, she would overthink it.

“I think so too,” Chen Xiaoyan agreed.

“By the way, Chongchong, what’s your real name? You don’t seem to have ever told anyone.”

Chongchong glanced at Liu Yue and said, “I only told Xiaoyan sister.”

“Alright, send it to me in private chat,” Chen Xiaoyan smiled knowingly.

A name kept secret like that—could it be something embarrassing?

[Chongchong: Zhou Xiaochong, that’s my real name.]

[Chen Xiaoyan: Got it, my little adorable Chong.]

“Zhou Xiaochong, what a nice name.”

“Xiaoyan sister… you…”

Chongchong suddenly became anxious and tried to cover her mouth.

Chen Xiaoyan quickly jumped aside to dodge.

Some people get angry with terrifying expressions, but when Chongchong got angry, it was just too adorable, making you want to tease her even more.

“What’s wrong? It’s a beautiful name. Why can’t you say it?”

“I just can’t. Xiaoyan sister, if you keep this up, I’ll get mad.”

Chongchong was so angry she wanted to stomp her foot.

Seeing how flustered she was, Chen Xiaoyan gave up teasing her.

“Uh… alright, I won’t say anymore.”

“You already said it. What’s the difference between saying it or not?”

“Is that so? Hehe.” Chen Xiaoyan tilted her head and made a cute face, trying to charm her way out.

Too bad Chongchong wasn’t buying it.

“Ah!!! Xiaoyan sister, I’ve decided—I’m going to bite you!”

She grabbed Chen Xiaoyan’s hand and was about to put it in her mouth.

“You’re not a dog, can’t you change that habit?”

Chen Xiaoyan looked speechless and pushed her forehead hard to stop her.

“Woof woof.”

Chen Xiaoyan’s face darkened.

This girl was really going all out just to bite her.

Their friendly interaction made everyone around burst into laughter.

“Zhou Xiaochong?”

Liu Yue heard the name and was a bit puzzled.

That name sounded familiar.

[Mu Qingxue: You’re level twenty-one now?]

“Stop, stop, I have serious business—don’t mess around.”

“I don’t care. Even if my parents died today, I’d still bite you once.”

Chen Xiaoyan’s mouth twitched.

It seemed this girl was genuinely angry.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so determined.

“Alright then, you’re forcing me.”

“No, you’re forcing me.”

“Take this!”

Chen Xiaoyan suddenly swept her up in a princess carry.

Chongchong’s expression froze, then fiercely opened her mouth and bit at Chen Xiaoyan’s arm.

“You’re serious?”

Chen Xiaoyan quickly let go.

Someone dropped to the ground with the Pingsha Luoyan technique.

“Ow, my butt!”

Chongchong gasped, feeling a sharp pain, and tears immediately streamed down her face.

“Waaah~ Xiaoyan sister, you’re bullying me again!”

Again?

Everyone’s eyes on Chen Xiaoyan were as strange as could be.

Chen Xiaoyan didn’t notice the shift in their gazes and reached out to help Chongchong up.

But the girl wasn’t having it at all.

“Don’t touch me.”

Chongchong waved her hand off and stayed seated, cheeks puffed up in anger like a hamster storing food.

“The ground is dirty, get up quickly, be good.”

“No.”

“We still have to level up to unlock the new dungeon earlier. Doesn’t our Chongchong want to become a boss?”

That made Chongchong fall silent.

Her mind wrestled with itself, and in the end, reason won.

She wasn’t really that mad. In fact, she even felt a little excited when she was carried.

What annoyed her most was that she had let go and ended up falling on the ground.

A sharp slap, and her butt was no longer her own.

So frustrating! What to do?

Should she just let it go?

No way. She had to let Xiaoyan sister know she wasn’t easy to bully, or else this would happen every day.

Yeah, that’s the plan.

While Chongchong was pondering, Chen Xiaoyan quickly replied to Mu Qingxue, explaining what had happened.

With her spy inside the Sword Pavilion, there was no hiding the truth—better to be upfront.

[Mu Qingxue: Mm, thank Liu Yue for me.]

[Chen Xiaoyan: Thank her for you?]

[Mu Qingxue: Yes.]

Thank me because of you—you warmed all four seasons.

For some reason, Chen Xiaoyan suddenly remembered that song.

No matter how she looked at Mu Qingxue’s words, they reeked of jealousy.

Girls really do love to get jealous.

***

Several miles away, at the endpoint shrouded in dense demonic energy.

Leaders from all major sects gathered here, staring solemnly at the swirling dark mist ahead.

“Master Daoyan, please make your move.”

Daoyan nodded, took out a small white jade bottle, then brought his fingers together and controlled it with spiritual power to fly into the air.

In an instant, a spiritual vortex several meters wide appeared at the mouth of the jade bottle, its powerful suction rapidly drawing the demonic mist inside.

“Master Daoyan’s Purifying Jade Bottle is so convenient; any demonic energy it absorbs is instantly nullified.”

“My Qiankun Bag can also be used,” Daoist Qinghong shook his sleeve, making a show of presence.

“Though Qinghong’s Qiankun Bag can hold anything, it can’t purify like the Jade Bottle.”

“That’s true.”

Daoist Qinghong was a bit annoyed but helpless.

It was just too embarrassing for a senior to quarrel with a junior.