A Good Romance
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In the academy, there was a clear rule, and that was that the residences of students were forbidden grounds, and no one was allowed to trespass. Otherwise, they would be severely punished by the academy's rules. A light punishment would be direct expulsion, and a heavy punishment would be crippled of cultivation, or even death.
Thus, all the students were very at ease. The residences were an absolute safe haven, and they could cultivate in seclusion in peace.
But this time, this iron rule was broken.
The three of them barged into Ling Han's residence in a very aggressive manner.
Ling Han walked out, and saw that these three people were two men and one woman. He recognized two of them. One of the men was the big shot of the eighth campus, Cai Miao, and the woman was of noble status, the wife of the Great Saint, Zhu Xiu 'er.
The last man was very young, young in the true sense of the word. He was only in his twenties, but his cultivation had already advanced into the Mountain River Tier. This was very shocking, and Ling Han was only at this level in the past.
"Ling Han!" Zhu Xiu 'er called out menacingly, pointing a slender finger at Ling Han, her pretty face filled with resentment.
Previously, she wanted to harm Ling Han, and deliberately helped Gu Daoyi in the tournament of new students. In the end, the Great Saint personally spoke up and set things right, which was equivalent to giving her a slap in the face. Though she harbored resentment, why would she dare to oppose the Great Saint?
Now it was different. Her son was being nurtured as the next Saint, and she had taught her son to be obedient, and follow her lead. Even the Great Saint didn't dare to do anything to her, so how could she not care about her son?
Therefore, she finally came to get her revenge with a vengeance.
This delay lasted for more than a decade, and she also had a bellyful of anger.
Ling Han smiled faintly, clasped his hands, and said, "Greetings, Saint Mother."
Etiquette couldn't be abolished, and he couldn't give others a handle.
"Seeing the Saint Mother, you actually don't kneel!" Cai Miao said menacingly. He had always been brooding over Ling Han's action of breaking tradition.
Meanwhile, Zhu Xiu 'er proudly crossed her arms. She naturally had to show the dignity of the Saint Mother.
Ling Han shook his head and said, "Is there any rule in the Martial Institution that requires one to kneel down when seeing the Holy Mother?"
"This is not the martial courtyard's rule, but the basic respect. Do you dare to disrespect a Saint?" Cai Miao shouted in a stern voice. Among the four giants of the eighth campus, Yu Susu had been concentrating on studying the Dao of arrays, hoping to become a Saint through arrays. Until now, she had not shown her face.
Ren Feiyun stood on Ling Han's side. Although Qi Tian was also a supporter of the old tradition, he was far from being as radical as Cai Miao. Especially after the news that Ling Han dared to go against the Holy Mother, he no longer insisted on making Ling Han lower his head.
Only Cai Miao had not relented all this while. However, Ling Han had either been in the Black Tower all this while, or stayed in his own courtyard. With his status, he could not stand guard at the entrance all day, so he had never had the chance to act.
At this time, the Holy Mother personally came, and even brought the Holy Son, wanting to cause trouble for Ling Han. They hit it off well, and immediately barged in.
Even if the sky collapsed, wasn't there the Holy Mother and the Holy Son to shoulder it?
Ling Han shook his head, and said, "Respect for Saints is something to be kept in the heart, and not something that is done to others." "Quibble!"
Cai Miao humphed coldly. "Are you kneeling or not?"
Back then, Ling Han was unwilling to crawl through the dog's hole, and that led to the trouble that followed. Then now, the Holy Mother personally came with the Holy Son, so could you still maintain your backbone?
Ling Han simply asked that young man. This was naturally the only son of the Star Sand Saint, the little brat who had once said that he wanted to ride a centaur, and had even been scared by him. Over a dozen years had passed, and the little brat from back then had also become a handsome young man, looking talented.
He smiled, and asked, "Young man, how should I address you?"
This young man showed a bashful smile, and said, "My name is Mi Xueming."
So, the Star Sand Saint's surname was Mi.
Ling Han couldn't help but laugh. Back then, this Mi Xueming had been a stubborn person, riding all Heavenly Body Tiers like horses, and when he saw the beautiful big sister, he said that he would marry her, but now his skin was actually so soft.
It should be that the Star Sand Saint had taught him well. True descendants of noble clans were proud, but usually their pride was in their bones. On the surface, they were instead amiable, and did not have the slightest bit of arrogance.
"Ling Han!" Zhu Xiu 'er and Cai Miao shouted at the same time. You were too arrogant, actually daring to completely ignore the two of them.
"Take him down!" Zhu Xiu 'er finally could not bear it anymore. Back then, Ling Han had been like this, completely disregarding her. To her, she only wanted his face. Was it so difficult to lower one's head to her?
Cai Miao smirked coldly. With the Holy Mother present, who would dare stop him now?
Ren Feiyun did not dare, and even the Tranquil Heart Saint would only turn a blind eye. You couldn't challenge master's wife, right?
Xiu, a wave of fragrance wafted over. Empress Luan Xing and the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden appeared together, standing on either side of Ling Han.
The Empress looked disdainfully at Zhu Xiu 'er. She was incredibly proud. Who cared what kind of Holy Mother you were? If you dared to be disrespectful to her husband, that would be an affront to her dignity, and once the Empress was enraged, it would be enough to cause the winds and clouds to pale.
Gasp!
Meanwhile, Zhu Xiu 'er's almond-shaped eyes widened, and even her breathing stopped. How could there be such a beautiful woman in this world?
Whether it was her appearance, figure, or bearing, they were all perfect to an indescribable degree.
"How dare you!" The Empress rose three meters high, and pointed down at Zhu Xiu 'er and the others from above. "You dare to be disrespectful to my husband? You are all tired of living!"
Being rebuked like this, Zhu Xiu 'er finally came back to her senses. She couldn't help but look furious. This b * tch actually dared to rebuke her, and had even deliberately risen three meters high. How much contempt was she showing her?
She also rose, and surpassed Empress Luan Xing by three meters. She said, "You have seen this Holy Mother, and you are still not kneeling and paying your respects?"
Ling Han smiled, and stretched out a large hand to pull the Empress down. He said, "Don't hold a grudge against this kind of person. It's not worth it."
"En!" The Empress smiled sweetly, and was extremely gentle.
F * ck!
Cai Miao's eyes were red with jealousy. Even if he considered himself a prodigy, and only focused on Martial Art, his heart was still swayed in front of the Empress, and he was completely unable to control himself. But such a noble and exquisite Celestial Maiden was actually like a little bird, snuggling in Ling Han's arms. This was practically stabbing a knife into his heart!
"Humph, not following tradition, and contradicting the Holy Mother. You'd better obediently bow your head and admit your guilt!" He finally moved, and grabbed out at Ling Han.
"You dare?" The Empress's eyes widened, and she leaped out, heading towards Cai Miao.
Boom, a terrifying aura swept out. This was the pressure that was unique to a Divine Fetus, and its effect was similar to Ling Han's heaven's might. Both of them would make it impossible for their opponents to use their full strength.
Even the big shots did not dare to underestimate this kind of Empress!
Cai Miao did not want to become enemies with the Empress, but now he had no choice but to fight. He could only change his style, and grab out at the Empress. That was fine. If he wanted to conquer such a noble and proud woman, the first step would be to shatter her pride.
As for how to shatter it, that naturally depended on his own strength.
The Empress smiled sinisterly, and had already drawn out her brick.
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