Transmigrated villain – My Fiancée Orders Me To Beg The Male Lead's Forgiveness-Chapter 492 - Four People, Four Places

At first, he could deliberately say, “Even if I die here, I wouldn’t dare offend Martial Aunt!”

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At that point, Martial Aunt Zhao, for the sake of leaving and the interests of Piao Miao Holy Land, would have no choice but to take the initiative...

That way, he could play the victim and claim the moral high ground!

Although Li Yuan now understood that Wang Haoran was no ordinary person.

Looking back on past events, Wang Haoran’s actions always seemed to lag behind his own.

So he still believed Wang Haoran was unaware of the “plot.”

And he certainly couldn’t imagine that it wasn’t the heroines but a man who was “eavesdropping on his thoughts”...

Meanwhile.

Tang Xiaochuan, the Holy Son of Qing Yun Holy Land, had long since left the holy land and returned to the Tang family.

He had successfully secured the position of Young Master of the family.

During this time, he had also gained two devoted followers, Tang Hu and Tang Ao.

Recalling the incredulous expressions of his clan members, he felt immensely proud.

“I told you, one day, I would reclaim the position that rightfully belongs to me!”

For this day, he had worked tirelessly.

At first, he joined a third-rate sect, Hidden Sword Sect, as an outer disciple.

As an outer disciple, he was supposed to undergo a period of training before being eligible to learn the sect’s secret techniques.

But he couldn’t wait, so one night, he sneaked into the sect’s restricted area and copied the manuals.

Before leaving, he set a fire to make it look like an accidental blaze had destroyed the manuals.

He then fled with his copied versions.

After mastering Hidden Sword Sect’s techniques.

He repeated the process, joining Green Blade Sect and stealing their secret techniques...

Step by step, this “lucky rogue” rose to prominence.

After stealing countless sects’ manuals, he finally became the Holy Son of Qing Yun Holy Land.

However, Tang Xiaochuan didn’t see anything wrong with his actions—

“Hmph, you sects hoard all the cultivation resources, monopolizing them.”

“Even though it costs you nothing, you refuse to let others learn!”

“So I, Tang Xiaochuan, represent the righteous resistance of all rogue cultivators!”

“I will ensure that everyone can learn these techniques!”

—Even now, as the Holy Son of Qing Yun Holy Land, Tang Xiaochuan still considered himself one of the rogue cultivators.

“I’m truly staying true to my roots!”

But just then.

A Tang family member approached him.

“Young Master, the elders wish to see you!”

“See me? About what?”

“Uh, I heard it’s because...”

The clan member explained, “The elders know you’re called the ‘Thousand Technique Asura,’ so they want to discuss having you teach some of those techniques to the clan members...”

“Our Tang family is indeed lacking in this area...”

The clan member naturally assumed Tang Xiaochuan would agree.

After all, as the Young Master, he would surely want to strengthen the Tang family.

And teaching a few techniques wouldn’t cost him anything—

So he was utterly shocked by the Young Master’s furious reaction.

“Are you kidding me?!”

“I went through hell to learn these techniques, and now you want me to just give them away for free?”

“Hmph, dream on!”

Faced with the clan’s “begging” behavior, Tang Xiaochuan expressed his disdain with a cold snort.

It was only because they were his clan members that he didn’t outright lash out. If anyone else had made such a ridiculous request, he wouldn’t have been so polite.

“Go tell the elders.”

“This matter is not up for discussion!”

—

In the third holy land, Jiu You Holy Land.

Unlike the other two, Ma Teng, the Holy Son, was not an orphan.

At this moment, he was with his father, Ma Huayun.

The two had a close father-son relationship and naturally began discussing Ma Teng’s marriage—

“Hmph, that girl from the Xi family.”

“Entering our Ma family is her greatest fortune!”

“But she dares to make excuses and delay the marriage!”

Ma Huayun snorted coldly.

Although the Xi family claimed that Xi Qingmeng was training with the Special Management Bureau in the Outer Realm.

The Ma father and son knew she was avoiding the marriage!

“Hmph, after the New Year, this marriage will happen whether she wants it or not.”

“Exactly!”

Thinking of his fiancée’s delicate beauty, Ma Teng eagerly echoed his father’s sentiments—

But the smug father and son had no idea.

Someone extraordinary was also thinking about Xi Qingmeng.

Qin Fan.

“Qingmeng...”

For now, she was still just Junior Qingmeng.

As a fellow member of the student council, they knew each other but weren’t close.

Recalling her radiant presence on stage as the student council president before he left school.

And remembering how, in his previous life, she had died saving him in the ruins.

Qin Fan couldn’t help but clutch his chest—

There, hidden, was the mysterious treasure, the Tianyan Pearl, which had come back with him through rebirth.

It was in pursuit of this pearl that he had ventured into the ruins, leading to his dire situation.

And Qingmeng had died because of him...

“If I had known it would end like that...”

“I wouldn’t have wanted the Tianyan Pearl.”

“I just want Qingmeng to live a good life...”

But now, he had a second chance.

After stepping off the high-speed train.

Qin Fan temporarily suppressed his emotions and took in the distant yet familiar scenery before him.

“It’s been so long since I’ve been back...”

“Mom... Dad...”

Of course, aside from his parents, there was another person here—

His current girlfriend, Xiaoyan.

Thinking of her, Qin Fan’s expression turned cold.

“And that bitch!”

He remembered that during this very New Year, his girlfriend Xiaoyan not only brought a “rich second-generation” boyfriend home.

But also came to his house specifically to humiliate him, disgracing his family!

“Hmph, this time, I’ll make you pay!”

—With this decision, Qin Fan failed to notice.

The Tianyan Pearl in his chest trembled ever so slightly.

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