Chapter 953 - I Became a Villainess and Was Pestered by Beautiful Girls

The self-proclaimed devoted fan of the Divine Envoy, a beautiful woman whose true name is Qian Qian, belongs to the... Stickyslime race. The Stickyslime race is a group whose appearance resembles that of slime, somewhat similar to the previously encountered Fairy Light race and the Primordial Spirit race, all belonging to "abnormal form" of intelligent beings. Among them, only a few powerful individuals who have cultivated to a certain realm can transform from their slime form into a normal human-like form. Even without transforming, they can still communicate normally with other races. Moreover, although the name of the race might sound peculiar, the Stickyslime race is an undoubtedly large race with formidable combat power. Among the various groups in the City of Ten Thousand Races, they are ranked as one of the powerful forces. "Divine Envoy, is there any area where I haven't performed well?" Qian Qian asked somewhat dejectedly. "Why do you say that?" Tang Xin asked, puzzled. "Why won't you let me lick? In our race, only when someone dislikes another, would they refuse the other's attempt to lick..." "In human society, only a pervert would think of licking someone upon meeting them..." To steer away from this awkward topic, the senior disciple shifted the conversation. "Is the situation in the city as they say? Are the conflicts and contradictions due to the trade in magical items?" "It's only part of the reason." Talking about serious matters, the beauty with an original form of slime somehow felt a bit more normal. “From my observation, the real contradictions might be even more troublesome... mainly those 'conservative' groups, their actions have become more and more obvious in recent years." “Conservative groups?” Tang Xin frowned. “They adhere to ideas left over from thousands of years ago." Qian Qian said in a low voice. Before coming here, the senior disciple had done some homework within the sect. The great war between humans and non-human races thousands of years ago was initially triggered by a group advocating 'Human Supremacy'. They believed humans were the most superior race on the Jiuzhou Continent and should be the only race. Other races were merely living off the legacy of their ancestors, struggling to survive on the continent, wasting resources. After so many years, although such paranoid thoughts have gradually faded from historical records, with the return of non-human races, some of those thoughts have slowly resurfaced. “The problem within the City of Ten Thousand Races, I fear, has been agitated by someone. On one hand, inciting dissatisfaction among non-human races, on the other hand, stirring up sentiments among the cultivation sects, leading to both sides being increasingly tense, unable to sit down and discuss matters properly.” Qian Qian sighed. “I'm sorry, Divine Envoy. As a representative, I should have brought these people out, but this group has organization and strategy, and my experience is simply insufficient... “This is also my fault for thinking too simplistically," Tang Xin said solemnly. "If someone is indeed causing trouble, then capturing this group is the top priority..." With the arrival of the Divine Envoy, the atmosphere in the City of Ten Thousand Races has eased a lot. Whether it's the sects like Holy Mountain or the various non-human races, they all give some face to the Divine Envoy. Especially the latter, Tang Xin is the only "Divine Envoy" recognized by the heavenly tier races in nearly a thousand years, akin to a Chosen one among humans, and perhaps even holding a higher status. Not every race believes this, but most still hold considerable respect for the heavenly tier races. After a long journey, the steward responsible for hospitality had already prepared a resting place for the senior disciple, all standards according to the level of an elder. Having such a status does have its perks; if it were just a disciple who came, they wouldn't enjoy as many... Entering the bathhouse, the senior disciple recalled Qian Qian's report. "The cause of that war back then was very complex. Aside from racial ideologies, it seems there were also some conflicts among the peak powerhouses on both sides. As for what those were, perhaps only those peak powerhouses know..." A full-scale war wouldn't just erupt over some simple reasons. Like the great righteousness-demonic war a thousand years ago, the focus wasn't on who was stronger or weaker, but on "who possesses the orthodox path of cultivation". Cold-blooded ruthlessness, slaughtering on all sides is a path of cultivation; comprehending the heavens and earth, acting in accordance with the heavens is also a path of cultivation, establishing who is orthodox inevitably requires a bloody battle. “To understand these matters, it feels like a trip to places like the Fairy Light race is necessary." The senior disciple said, looking up. Then, she saw a semi-transparent blob of slime hanging from the roof. This thing blended in with the surroundings; if you didn't pay attention, you'd hardly notice it... "Thunder Finger." Tang Xin stared with dead fish eyes, extending a finger, and a bolt of lightning shot out. Zzzt—z The slime shimmered with lightning, yelping a few times before falling from the roof, landing on the ground, and transforming into the shape of a beautiful woman. "Do you know that peeping on someone bathing is punishable by death in the cultivation world?" “This isn’t peeping..." Qian Qian, jolted by the electricity, stammered, “I was... I was... protecting the Divine Envoy.” Zzzt—z "Truly!" Zzzt—z Snap! "Meow, okay, okay, I...I did somewhat wish to witness the Divine Envoy's perfect body firsthand..." The Stickyslime race beauty answered bashfully. It must be said, this race is indeed formidable. If it were any ordinary race, being struck by the Yin-Yang Divine Thunder would have them begging for mercy; she was electrocuted three times and still remained defiant... "Just say it earlier, is there anyone in the City of Ten Thousand Races who dares to..." Before she could finish, Tang Xin suddenly shut her mouth. The next moment. Boom!! A sky-high flame erupted in the center of the City of Ten Thousand Races. "Hmph!" A mysterious figure, cloaked in a black robe, hiding their face in darkness, floated in mid-air, loudly mocking towards the flaming courtyard below. "Being human, yet acting as a 'Divine Envoy', you've really lost all shame! Since you don't wish to remain human, then I will send you to death!" "Who dares cause trouble in the City of Ten Thousand Races!" Moments later, sect elders quickly reacted, rushing towards the robed figure. "You people as well," the robed person continued, "kowtowing to non-human beings, it's a complete insult to the heroes who fought with their blood and lives thousands of years ago!" Boom! A powerful aura burst forth from the robed figure, stopping the elders coming to support. "A nest of rats, all shall be destroyed!" After more taunting, the person... decisively fled, disappearing into the night. On the streets of the city, beings of various appearances stepped out of their houses, looking towards the blazing flames in the distance. "Quick, go save Elder Tang... the Divine Envoy!" A Holy Mountain elder immediately shouted. "If she encounters trouble in the City of Ten Thousand Races, the consequences are unimaginable!"