Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 643 -643: The Priestess’s Charms (19)

“Are you here for the assessment?”

“No, I’m here to find you.” I wouldn’t even know which way to open the doors to The Temple if it weren’t for the exams; it’s a forced visit.

“…”

Jiu Qu was still around, and Miss Chuzheng spoke without reserve, making Lingji feel uneasy.

“You, go down first.” Lingji said to Jiu Qu: “I will handle this matter.”

Jiu Qu’s complicated gaze lingered on Chuzheng for a couple of rounds before he left the hall.

What exactly is the relationship between the master and that Dark Series Magician?

Inside the hall.

Lingji’s eyes were downcast: “Miss Chuzheng, why are you looking for me?”

“You are mine, who else should I look for if not you?” Chuzheng said assertively.

Lingji’s brow twitched.

How did it come to be… that he was hers?

Lingji tried to suppress the strange restlessness inside him: “Miss Chuzheng, please do not jest. What relationship do I have with miss?”

Their past encounters were nothing but fleeting moments.

How could there be any relation?

Chuzheng calmly scrutinized him.

All of a sudden, Lingji found himself pushed down, with the soft body of a woman pressing against him.

The man’s moon-white garment spread out beneath them on the floor, his ink-black hair fanned out like a blooming ink lotus.

He looked stunned, his pristine eyes staring into the void, unable to focus.

“Miss Chuzheng, what are you doing?”

“Didn’t you say we have no relationship?” Chuzheng said: “Now we do.”

“???”

Lingji’s question froze the moment Chuzheng kissed him.

The woman’s kiss was domineering, like a sudden and overwhelming storm.

Irresistible.

Lingji could hear his own heartbeat, intense and excited.

–

The overlaying shadow of two figures dimmed the grandeur and sanctity of the great hall.

The man below suddenly pushed off the person on top of him, a bit unsteady as he stood up, knocking over a nearby small table.

The carving knives and magic stones on it rolled onto the floor, their ringing sound echoing throughout the hall.

Lingji took two steps back, then abruptly turned and left.

Chuzheng slowly sat up from the ground, running her fingers over her lips, tipping with bright red blood.

The little thing actually bit.

It wasn’t long before someone from The Temple came in and saw her bow slightly: “Greetings, miss. Priest Lord has arranged accommodation for you, I’ll take you there.”

Chuzheng stood up calmly and followed the person to her quarters.

Qingfeng Hall was vast, housing only Lingji and his close associates, with the rest of The Temple’s people only allowed if they had official business.

Chuzheng was arranged to stay in a side hall.

After moving in, Chuzheng no longer saw Lingji.

She did, however, see Jiu Qu twice, his gaze full of curiosity and inquiry but lacking malice.

It was Yi Cun who would bark madly at the sight of her.

When she glanced his way, Yi Cun immediately cowered.

On the third day after moving in, Chuzheng heard a commotion outside; she opened the door to see what was happening.

The usually serene Qingfeng Hall had many more people today, gathered on the courtyard outside the main hall.

In the center stood ten individuals, curiously surveying their surroundings.

These must be the ten individuals who had managed to enter Qingfeng Hall this time.

Chuzheng spotted Fu Yu.

He looked disheveled, but his expression was one of triumphant delight.

The Eldest Princess Liang Shuxue was also among them, maintaining her princessly elegance and dignity as she looked down on the people around her. One could feel her scorn and contempt from afar.

It was probably because they believed these people could come in only by luck.

Then Chuzheng saw Lingji coming out of the main hall.

He changed into a more solemn Priest Robe, pure white in color, embroidered with subtle patterns that seemed to refract light under the sun.

He slowly descended the stairs.

At that moment, what they saw was a deity descending from The Temple, sacred and dignified, not to be desecrated.

Chuzheng gripped the railing, her pupils shrinking slightly.

But now she was thinking of something else.

–

Lingji needed to confirm the identities of the new arrivals at The Temple, a somewhat complex process.

By the time it was done, those ten people had no chance to speak with Lingji and were led towards Chuzheng.

“Chuzheng,” Fu Yu spotted her first and scurried over: “Did you really get into The Temple?”

“Yes.”

Chuzheng looked past Fu Yu.

There was no helping it; that beauty’s gaze was too intense.

It was hard not to notice.

Not only was Liang Shuxue looking at Chuzheng with an intense gaze at that moment, but the others also gave her strange looks.

They had all heard about Chuzheng’s lavish spending outside, her role as the Spendthrift.

How could she be here?

They hadn’t seen her during the previous competition!

“How did you get in?” Eldest Princess Liang Shuxue commanded more presence, directly challenging her, her gaze fixated on Chuzheng as if to see right through her.

She hadn’t seen Chuzheng during the assessment and thought she had been eliminated.

But unexpectedly, there she was.

Chuzheng folded her arms, returning the gaze calmly: “Is that any of your business?” I got in through the back door, didn’t I!

“You didn’t participate in the assessment, what right do you have to be here?” As a member of the royal family and a princess, she didn’t have the privilege to enter The Temple by exception, so why should Chuzheng be there?

Chuzheng replied indifferently: “By ability.”

“What ability do you have?” Liang Shuxue’s eyes darkened: “You didn’t use some disreputable methods to get in, did you? Everyone else got in by their own ability. If you entered through disreputable methods, wouldn’t that undermine The Temple’s reputation for fairness and integrity?”

“Exactly, I didn’t see her before.”

“How could she be here? That’s just too unfair. We fought so hard to beat so many people to get in, and she just appears out of nowhere inside The Temple.”

“Isn’t The Temple supposed to be the fairest?”

“Who is she really…”

The words of Liang Shuxue resonated with the few behind her. At this moment, their looks toward Chuzheng were filled with discontent.

Everyone worked hard and diligently, through their own efforts, defeated so many others, and entered The Temple.

Now there appeared someone who seemingly entered The Temple without any assessment, and they couldn’t feel balanced inside.

Liang Shuxue spoke not only for those people to hear but also for the residents of The Temple to hear.

But the people of The Temple were unmoved, each standing upright as if they hadn’t heard the discussion.

Fu Yu looked at Chuzheng with some concern.

How exactly did she get in?

She didn’t pay her way in, did she?

As the people of The Temple remained indifferent, Liang Shuxue’s expression grew even more grim.

She was a princess of the royal family, with a strong sense of self, so she immediately turned her attention to the people of The Temple nearby: “She didn’t participate in the assessment, how did she sneak into The Temple?”

“Miss Chuzheng is the guest of our Lord, Your Highness Eldest Princess. This is The Temple, please do not cause a disturbance here.”

Jiu Qu came from another direction, the bells on her ankle colliding and producing a crisp sound.

Liang Shuxue knew Jiu Qu and her expression darkened slightly.

She’s the guest of Priest Lord?

The guest of Priest Lord…

Why her?

Liang Shuxue’s eyes shifted subtly: “I’ve heard that Qingfeng Hall never entertains guests.”

Jiu Qu stood on the other side, her sleeves gathered, an apparent displeasure on her face: “Qingfeng Hall is the residence of successive Priests. Whether to entertain guests or not is for the Priest Lord to decide.”