The Blood Mist vanished.
Fang Che clasped his hands and bowed. "Young Master Yun, the Night Demon Sect has completed its mission! Please reward us!"
"This battle was won. The Night Demon Sect receives one hundred merit points!"
Feng Yun announced.
"What about us?" Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan asked at the same time.
"You two get nothing!"
Feng Yun rolled his eyes. "You hid yourselves and went out to bully people, yet you still want to earn merit? No chance!"
At once, everyone from the Sole True Sect burst into uproarious laughter.
Yan Beihan also smiled. "All right, no merit means no merit. It's not like I did anything, anyway."
She dragged Bi Yunyan over to sit beside Chen Xue, then said loudly, "Sister Xue, you probably don't know about Feng Yun's romantic escapades, do you? Let me tell you all about them."
Feng Yun's face turned ashen. "Lord Yan, you have merit! Lord Bi, you have merit! Not only do you have merit, but after we get out, I'll personally host a banquet to celebrate both of you!"
Tens of thousands immediately laughed until they sprayed spit.
So Young Master Yun had times when he chickened out too.
Yan Beihan said haughtily, "That's more like it."
And so she let the matter drop. Chen Xue, on the other hand, said, "Tell me, tell me..."
In the eleventh battle, the Sole True Sect won again.
She Menglong exploded on the spot.
He had never expected that he had been tricked. That damned Night Demon had jumped out to kill people and provoke them, after which Feng Yun had emphasized that there were only three people in this group.
She Menglong had thought there was an advantage to seize. In the end, it had been a huge pit! The other