Chapter 223: Chapter 220: Adorkable Li Xuemiao
Li Xuemiao, the Second Princess of the Empire, was a classic big-eyed, cute loli—the object of countless male disciples’ daydreams.
Right now, she was like a child throwing a tantrum, pouting as she hammered Mo Qi’s chest with a flurry of punches.
It wasn’t just what Li Xuemiao was calling him that left Mo Qi speechless; it was also her clueless cuteness.
’A pervert? A scoundrel? Do I really have anything to do with those labels?’
’I haven’t activated my True Essence or used my Physical Strength. My Domain hasn’t even made an appearance. Are you serious, just hitting me like this?’
But Li Xuemiao seemed completely unaware of this, stubbornly continuing to pound away at Mo Qi.
The surrounding disciples were all stunned, their eyes wide as they stared at the two.
It was as if each blow wasn’t landing on Mo Qi, but on their own hearts.
’Oh, heavens, please let the Second Princess come pummel and ravage me instead!’
The disciples roared inwardly, wishing desperately they could trade places with Mo Qi.
And so, the gazes they turned on Mo Qi were once again filled with a jealousy as vast as mountains and seas, as fierce as a raging fire!
This was the first time they had ever seen Li Xuemiao in such "intimate" contact with a member of the opposite sex.
But this "encounter" that everyone else envied, Mo Qi found incredibly boring, even a bit irritating.
He reached out, placed a hand on Li Xuemiao’s forehead, and pushed her away.
But Li Xuemiao was relentless and tried to charge at him again.
And so, a comical scene unfolded.
Mo Qi towered over her, his arm held straight out with his palm on Li Xuemiao’s forehead, keeping her from being able to hit him.
Li Xuemiao, for her part, grit her teeth and strained against his hand, trying to get closer. But the disparity in their strength was so great she couldn’t advance an inch.
"You big pervert! I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!"
She flailed her arms and even tried to kick, but the height difference between them was too great. No matter how hard she tried, her blows only hit empty air.
Mo Qi was amused by Li Xuemiao’s cluelessness and started to laugh.
’Where did this little idiot come from?’
’She looks normal enough and seems to be around my age, but her level of immaturity could give San Pang a run for his money.’
"This..."
The crowd wore identical expressions, their mouths slightly agape, staring blankly at the farce between Mo Qi and Li Xuemiao.
’He actually dared to touch the Second Princess’s head!’
’He actually dared to use his height advantage to bully the Second Princess!’
’And he actually gave the goddess such a lewd smile!’
CLANG!
Someone’s longsword fell to the ground. Then, the crowd gulped in unison, their faces turning incredibly grim.
’Dammit, we normally feel like it’s blasphemy to even look at her for too long, but this guy just goes right ahead and puts his hands on her?’
’Let go right now, or believe it or not, we’ll chop you to pieces in minutes!’
Just as the crowd was cursing inwardly and preparing to make a move, Mo Qi’s next action made them feel like their world was crashing down.
They all stood there, dumbstruck, their minds completely blank.
"Alright, stop messing around!" Mo Qi said, deliberately putting on a stern face and giving Li Xuemiao a sharp tap on the forehead.
This was what he used to do whenever Jin Sanpang threw a fit, and it always scared him into behaving.
’Since Li Xuemiao and Jin Sanpang seem to be on the same level, I might as well give it a try.’
However, Mo Qi had misjudged the difference between being simple-minded and being cluelessly cute.
Li Xuemiao first clutched her forehead in pain, then huge teardrops began to stream from her eyes.
"You hit me!"
Her voice trembled, thick with tears. The sense of grievance was palpable.
"Waaaah, you hit me! It hurts so much!"
Li Xuemiao simply plopped down on the ground and began to bawl her eyes out.
This reaction, far from making the crowd feel she was acting unbecoming of a Princess, instead stoked the protective instincts of every male disciple present.
Especially with her child-like, tear-streaked face—it was a sight that would stir pity in anyone’s heart!
"That’s too much! I can’t watch this anymore!"
"Brothers, let’s get him! Beat the crap out of him!"
"He even dares to hit the Princess! He’s completely lawless! Get him!"
"Don’t worry, Goddess! I’ll take him down and get revenge for you!"
Mo Qi felt his head swell. ’What is going on? This isn’t how I imagined it would play out.’
’And can someone please tell me why this little girl comes with so many rabid fans?’
’What do I do now?’
’My External Incarnation can’t be injured, but who wants to get ganged up on by a mob like this?’
Seeing the group of male disciples about to swarm him, Mo Qi had a flash of inspiration. He quickly took out a Medicinal Pill, crushed it lightly, and taking advantage of Li Xuemiao’s open, crying mouth, stuffed it inside.
Li Xuemiao’s face paled. She thought Mo Qi, driven to desperation, had fed her some kind of poison and was about to spit it out instinctively.
But a brownish-yellow broth flowed from the cracked Medicinal Pill, and an intensely rich fragrance exploded in her mouth.
Her taste buds were completely conquered by the savory broth, and her attempt to spit it out came to an abrupt halt.
"Mmph!"
Li Xuemiao held her breath and clamped a hand over her mouth, terrified of letting even a wisp of the aroma escape.
’What did he give me? Why is it so delicious?’
’Even if this really is poison, I don’t have the slightest desire to spit it out.’
Li Xuemiao’s crying had stopped, but the anger of the surrounding disciples was now fully ignited.
’Touching and tapping the goddess’s forehead was one thing, but now you won’t even leave her lips alone!’
’And what did you feed her?!’
’This is the last straw!’
’If we don’t teach you a lesson today, it’ll be an offense against heaven and earth!’
The disciples cracked their knuckles, smirking coldly as they closed in on Mo Qi.
"Stop!"
Just then, a sharp cry rang out from behind Mo Qi, and everyone froze.
Mu Xue walked out of the Cultivation Room. She gave Mo Qi a deep look, then went to Li Xuemiao’s side and helped her up.
"It’s fine, I’m alright. It was just a misunderstanding. All of you can disperse now!" Mu Xue said with a wave of her hand.
But the crowd acted as if they hadn’t heard her, their eyes glued to her.
’A misunderstanding? You’re alright?’
’Looking like that? Are you sure?’
Mu Xue frowned, very displeased with the crowd’s doubtful gazes.
Li Xuemiao, chewing forcefully on the Medicinal Pill in her mouth, gave Mu Xue the strangest look.
Right now, Mu Xue not only had a cut on her forehead, but her face was also crisscrossed with the imprints of a shoe sole.
You didn’t need to guess who did it.
In that moment, the crowd’s attitude toward Mo Qi changed once again.
If at first it was jealousy, and then anger, all that remained now was admiration.
Mu Xue was not the same as Li Xuemiao.
Although both were goddesses in the eyes of the crowd, Li Xuemiao was the gentle goddess, while Mu Xue was the Martial Goddess.
She was not only powerful but also had a fiery temper.
At least a hundred people who had pursued her had been beaten by Mu Xue so badly they couldn’t get out of bed for a week or two.
But now?
Mu Xue had been "bullied" to this extent, yet not only was she not angry, she was even speaking up for Mo Qi.
This spoke volumes.
The disciples were indignant. What had Mo Qi possibly done to deserve Mu Xue’s attention and favor?
Only the group of disciples who had been there from the start and witnessed Li Yuanhao’s face being beaten to a "pig’s head" could readily accept all this.
A man who even dared to beat up the Young Prince of the Kaosan—what wouldn’t he dare to do?
