Transmigrated villain – My Fiancée Orders Me To Beg The Male Lead's Forgiveness-Chapter 546 - "Xiang Shaotian" Strikes Again!

(The only option now is...)

(To borrow more Luck Points from Xiao Xing!)

(And use that loan to turn things around!)

She had to bet big! She would make a comeback and earn a fortune!

(I’ll earn even more Luck Points than Xiao Xing!)

Besides, this “medical malpractice” was mostly her fault.

After much mental preparation, Xiao Jing, filled with embarrassment and reluctance, prepared to seek out Xiao Xing again.

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In the meantime.

Lin Qing, Xiao Jing’s host, was trembling with fear.

Because “Xiang Shaotian,” controlling the giant blue phantom armor, had targeted him again.

Even though he was surrounded by most of the experts from the Three Holy Lands, and even the three ancestors were on Piao Miao Peak.

He felt no sense of security whatsoever.

The aura radiating from the blue-flamed “Xiang Shaotian” was utterly terrifying—

“Heh, is this the full strength of the ancient martial world’s rulers, the Three Holy Lands...”

“Looks like I, Xiang Shaotian, will have to get serious too...”

As the faint words echoed.

In the next moment.

Immense spiritual energy, provided by Wang Haoran’s two “pets,” surged outwards, enveloping the sky and earth.

“Stabilize!”

The spiritual energy solidified, coalescing into a form.

Until finally—

Like a god descending, a colossal blue phantom armor, dozens of meters tall, looked down imperiously upon the crowd.

“...What... is that...!!!”

Everyone’s mind went blank with terror.

They stared upwards, slack-jawed, unable to form a complete sentence.

At the forefront—

“...So big!” Shangguan Yunlan, one of the three Holy Lords, struggled to maintain her composure, her voice filled with shock.

“Master actually fought against such a monster before...”

The Jiu You Holy Lord’s face was etched with disbelief: “This is the true power of the ‘strongest’... Is this really just the peak Legendary Realm...”

“We’re not even in the same league...”

Then.

As everyone watched in horror.

The giant phantom armor raised its hand, drew its massive blade, and swung lightly.

“—!”

The massive gate of Piao Miao Holy Land in the distance was instantly sliced in half by the sword energy.

The incredibly hard gate, made of special marble, was cleaved like tofu.

The top half slid off the smooth cut and slammed onto the ground.

“BOOM—!!!”

The deafening sound and the rapidly expanding shockwave could be felt distinctly even by the members of the Three Holy Lands, standing far away.

“Let’s start with you, the one bearing the title of Holy Lord!”

The blue phantom armor fixed its gaze on Lin Qing, standing at the front of the crowd.

“It’s been so many years. Let me see what this generation is capable of!”

“Daring to speak of ‘Heaven-Slaying’!”

Lin Qing, the target of this “threat”—

“Eek!!!”

A violent shiver ran through him. Pure terror gripped him, and he nearly wet himself!

His legs trembled uncontrollably as he turned and bolted—

“Ancestor, save me!” he screamed desperately as he ran for his life.

He knew the three ancestors—”Piao Miao Fairy,” “Southern Nameless,” and “Northern Sword Saint”—were currently on Piao Miao Peak.

To survive “Xiang Shaotian’s” wrath.

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Knowing he couldn’t escape on his own, Lin Qing placed all his hopes on them!

“I’ll be fine... The ancestors are incredibly powerful; they must have sensed Xiang Shaotian’s arrival by now!”

“They’ll definitely intervene and stop this terrifying monster!”

“Then they’ll execute him on the spot, eliminating this threat for good!”

—And just as Lin Qing hoped.

“Xiang Shaotian’s” earth-shattering aura had indeed alerted Lin Chaoyin, Xiang Shaoling, and Dugu Qingyu.

They immediately rushed to the scene—

“Xiang Shaotian, you’re courting death!”

“How dare you trespass on Piao Miao Peak!”

Seeing the destroyed gate, Lin Chaoyin, wielding her white silk ribbon, was the first to “angrily rebuke” him.

Beside her, Dugu Qingyu stood with her sword drawn, looking “vigilant.”

As for Xiang Shaoling, she didn’t use her trump card, the “Demonic Form”—

She would save that for when she truly killed her former brother.

For now, knowing the figure before her wasn’t the real Xiang Shaotian but her l-lover... Wang Haoran.

She simply drew a regular sword and began attacking casually.

Watching the three women’s “furious” expressions, Wang Haoran couldn’t help but admire them inwardly.

“Mm, what a contrast!”

Looking closely, the blush hadn’t entirely faded from their faces, and the marks of his “rewards” were faintly visible.

He easily blocked their attacks.

“The one I intend to kill, the three of you cannot save!”

Then, Wang Haoran swung his blade down—

“Wh-what...?!” Lin Qing, who had momentarily relaxed upon seeing the ancestors, didn’t even have time to react before being engulfed by blue flames.

“Arrogant!”

“Xiang Shaotian, how dare you kill someone right in front of us!”

Seeing the “despicable demon lord” acting so brazenly, Lin Chaoyin and the others became even more “enraged.”

Their attacks grew fiercer.

“Xiang Shaotian, we represent the ancient martial world—”

As if afraid someone might not know who the figure before them was.

The three women shouted his name loudly several times.

“To eliminate you, this monstrous demon!”

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