I Was Admitted To The Villain School
CH 177.2
Lin Xinghe asked, “Did the voice in your sea of knowledge say anything else?”
Yingying: “Every time I have the thought of leaving the ancient well, it would appear, and since I left the well, it has not failed to remind me every moment. Could it be that one of the ancestors has left their divine sense in my sea of consciousness?”
Lin Xinghe said decisively, “Ignore it.”
Yingying: “Does Father know who the voice in my sea of knowledge is?”
Lin Xinghe: “Who cares who it is. You are in charge of your body, you are in charge of your sea of knowledge, whoever chatters blindly in your sea of knowledge again, you can just…” she made a gesture of obliteration.
Yingying: “I understand!”
Lin Xinghe could not tell for the time being whether the voice in Yingying’s head was a plot character in this novel world or the system itself, but no matter which one it was, Yingying could either ignore or kill it.
Although Yingying was silly and sweet, she did not drag her feet.
Within a few days, Yingying made a wiping gesture towards Lin Xinghe, its eyes shining, “Father, I finished it off.”
Lin Xinghe: “Then let’s go conquer the Starry Sea!”
Hua Mo, who had been eavesdropping, looked at Lin Xinghe and then at Yingying Long, and silently gulped.
…… She didn’t understand what they were doing, but it seemed very impressive.
Hua Mo saw at a glance that Lin Xinghe was not a demon dragon, just a mortal. Yingying’s father had long been dead and there was absolutely no chance of resurrection, meaning Yingying was stupid to believe this. But this strange mortal also conquered the demon realm in less than ten days, sent the old ruler to a deep-sea water prison, and then raised Yingying as ruler of the Demon Realm without a single voice speaking out against them, the formerly aggressive tribe beaten into submission. Although that mortal didn’t have much force value, she didn’t need it—her intelligence and eloquence carried her far beyond physical powers. Some of the demon dragons didn’t even need to be beaten—they were won over by her powerful words.
Looking at the mortal and Yingying, she wouldn’t be surprised if the Celestial Realm were conquered.
Hua Mo continued to be a silent observer.
About half a month later, a group of cultivators claiming to be from a famous sect appeared at the gate to the Demon Realm.
Hua Mo took a look at them.
Another group begging for a fight.
A lot of cultivation sects had sent disciples to survey the power of Lin Xinghe and the new demon lord, but all of them were promptly dismissed and imprisoned in the deep-sea water prison.
Hua Mo didn’t even bother to look.
As expected, this group of immortal cultivators who came to ask for a fight was wiped out by Yingying and Lin Xinghe in less than a day. However, Lin Xinghe locked them in the tower instead of the water prison.
At this moment Lin Xinghe stood in the Pantian Tower, sizing up the group of handsome men and a beautiful woman in front of her and falling into deep thought.
The protagonist group arrived sooner than she thought.
It was just that the olden finger was on her side, and a hundred protagonists could not beat her.
At a glance, the protagonist Su Fengxue was obvious, as for the male protagonists and male supporting characters, it must be the men who cared for her.
Lin Xinghe asked, “Who is Shen Nanhua?”
The man with sharp brows and lustrous eyes closest to Su Fengxue said in a cold voice, “Demon girl.”
Lin Xinghe looked at him for a few moments and did not say anything, then asked, “Who is Huanwu Zhenren?”
“Hmph.”
A young man with clean, crisp facial features.
“And who is Feng Mo?”
The man with phoenix eyes and long eyebrows, with picturesque carved features and an exotic air responded.
Lin Xinghe thought to herself that the heroine was really lucky with men’s looks, just ……
Which one was Xie Wuan?
According to the scattered memories she knew of Xie Wuan, in this world, Xie Wuan should be quite powerful, otherwise, he couldn’t have fought the black dragon to a draw.
In this world, the ultimate climb to the highest immortal path must be in the protagonist group.
Lin Xinghe surveyed the other males again.
The protagonist group, coming to fight the demon dragons, naturally could not only bring so few people. The main sects sent more disciples along, but as far as the eye could see, they were all ordinary-looking. Yingying also did not feel much cultivation aura emanating from the remaining disciples.
But even so, Lin Xinghe still asked for their names one by one, to see if she could stir up a little memory.
However, the ordinary disciples who followed all had NPC existences.
Their naming was also very casual, completely without the rigor of cultivation sects. Female disciples had doubled names or added word names, such as Yingying, Lin’er, and Fangfang. Male disciples were all surnames plus numbers,*Zhao Yi, Li San, Wang Si everywhere.
*Zhao One, Li Three, Wang Four: Zhao, Li, and Wang are some of the most common generic surnames (Think Smith, Adams, Walker, Wright, Johnson etc). They’re literally just numbered with the actual numbers.
Yingying: “Every time I have the thought of leaving the ancient well, it would appear, and since I left the well, it has not failed to remind me every moment. Could it be that one of the ancestors has left their divine sense in my sea of consciousness?”
Lin Xinghe said decisively, “Ignore it.”
Yingying: “Does Father know who the voice in my sea of knowledge is?”
Lin Xinghe: “Who cares who it is. You are in charge of your body, you are in charge of your sea of knowledge, whoever chatters blindly in your sea of knowledge again, you can just…” she made a gesture of obliteration.
Yingying: “I understand!”
Lin Xinghe could not tell for the time being whether the voice in Yingying’s head was a plot character in this novel world or the system itself, but no matter which one it was, Yingying could either ignore or kill it.
Although Yingying was silly and sweet, she did not drag her feet.
Within a few days, Yingying made a wiping gesture towards Lin Xinghe, its eyes shining, “Father, I finished it off.”
Lin Xinghe: “Then let’s go conquer the Starry Sea!”
Hua Mo, who had been eavesdropping, looked at Lin Xinghe and then at Yingying Long, and silently gulped.
…… She didn’t understand what they were doing, but it seemed very impressive.
Hua Mo saw at a glance that Lin Xinghe was not a demon dragon, just a mortal. Yingying’s father had long been dead and there was absolutely no chance of resurrection, meaning Yingying was stupid to believe this. But this strange mortal also conquered the demon realm in less than ten days, sent the old ruler to a deep-sea water prison, and then raised Yingying as ruler of the Demon Realm without a single voice speaking out against them, the formerly aggressive tribe beaten into submission. Although that mortal didn’t have much force value, she didn’t need it—her intelligence and eloquence carried her far beyond physical powers. Some of the demon dragons didn’t even need to be beaten—they were won over by her powerful words.
Looking at the mortal and Yingying, she wouldn’t be surprised if the Celestial Realm were conquered.
Hua Mo continued to be a silent observer.
About half a month later, a group of cultivators claiming to be from a famous sect appeared at the gate to the Demon Realm.
Hua Mo took a look at them.
Another group begging for a fight.
A lot of cultivation sects had sent disciples to survey the power of Lin Xinghe and the new demon lord, but all of them were promptly dismissed and imprisoned in the deep-sea water prison.
Hua Mo didn’t even bother to look.
As expected, this group of immortal cultivators who came to ask for a fight was wiped out by Yingying and Lin Xinghe in less than a day. However, Lin Xinghe locked them in the tower instead of the water prison.
At this moment Lin Xinghe stood in the Pantian Tower, sizing up the group of handsome men and a beautiful woman in front of her and falling into deep thought.
The protagonist group arrived sooner than she thought.
It was just that the olden finger was on her side, and a hundred protagonists could not beat her.
At a glance, the protagonist Su Fengxue was obvious, as for the male protagonists and male supporting characters, it must be the men who cared for her.
Lin Xinghe asked, “Who is Shen Nanhua?”
The man with sharp brows and lustrous eyes closest to Su Fengxue said in a cold voice, “Demon girl.”
Lin Xinghe looked at him for a few moments and did not say anything, then asked, “Who is Huanwu Zhenren?”
“Hmph.”
A young man with clean, crisp facial features.
“And who is Feng Mo?”
The man with phoenix eyes and long eyebrows, with picturesque carved features and an exotic air responded.
Lin Xinghe thought to herself that the heroine was really lucky with men’s looks, just ……
Which one was Xie Wuan?
According to the scattered memories she knew of Xie Wuan, in this world, Xie Wuan should be quite powerful, otherwise, he couldn’t have fought the black dragon to a draw.
In this world, the ultimate climb to the highest immortal path must be in the protagonist group.
Lin Xinghe surveyed the other males again.
The protagonist group, coming to fight the demon dragons, naturally could not only bring so few people. The main sects sent more disciples along, but as far as the eye could see, they were all ordinary-looking. Yingying also did not feel much cultivation aura emanating from the remaining disciples.
But even so, Lin Xinghe still asked for their names one by one, to see if she could stir up a little memory.
However, the ordinary disciples who followed all had NPC existences.
Their naming was also very casual, completely without the rigor of cultivation sects. Female disciples had doubled names or added word names, such as Yingying, Lin’er, and Fangfang. Male disciples were all surnames plus numbers,*Zhao Yi, Li San, Wang Si everywhere.
*Zhao One, Li Three, Wang Four: Zhao, Li, and Wang are some of the most common generic surnames (Think Smith, Adams, Walker, Wright, Johnson etc). They’re literally just numbered with the actual numbers.