Plastic Alliance

It was completely dark when Chu Jiantian took his leave. Cheng Cheng and Li Qingjun, who were on the beach, were also gone, seemingly having gone back to their rooms to rest.

The sounds of Sword Qi energy, subsided considerably, replaced by the sounds of people drinking and laughing.

Qin Yi revealed a slight smile.

The swordsmen in my imagination, with their stern faces like ice blocks, actually had a lot of life to them.

Perhaps, as Chu Jiantian said, everyone's cultivation is still insufficient. At this stage, even though the Martial Cultivation each have their own personalities, they are still quite lively overall. In fact, even Li Duanxuan is not as cold as imagined. He talked a lot back then, even though he was facing his descendant and was very satisfied with Li Qingjun's aptitude, so he said a lot. This also shows that his personality is not the taciturn and cold template.

I wonder if things will change completely when one's cultivation deepens further and reaches a point where it's lonely at the top. It probably will... When one truly becomes solely focused on the sword, one transcends humanity; similar traces can be found in countless stories.

Li Duanxuan might be about to break through to the Blood Exchange Stage. This level sounds terrible. I wonder what the Martial Cultivation ancestors thought. Perhaps they felt that it didn't matter whether the level name sounded good or bad, as long as it was accurate and direct? The level corresponding to Daoist cultivation is more comfortable: he's going to reach the Qian Yuan stage.

Besides the Pavilion Master, Penglai Sword Pavilion is finally about to welcome its second Qian Yuan.

Perhaps it's because the matter of Southern Li has ended, the past ties have been severed, and she has even received a satisfactory disciple... In any case, with Qian Yuan Level ancestor here, Qing Jun can truly walk sideways in the Penglai Sword Pavilion.

The scene of surging waves, drinking and laughing, stirred up a bit of Qin Yi's literary and artistic sentiments. Before he knew it, Yunxiu Flute in his hand and gently played a melody.

The soft, melodious voices echoed across the island, silencing the boisterous drinking and chatter for a moment before someone shouted, "Bravo!"

"Great piece, want to make it a bit more intense?"

Qin Yi smiled slightly, his tone suddenly becoming urgent.

The surrounding waves roared, and the sea wind rose up like a harbinger of a storm. It was as if a sword light was rising from the sea, cutting through the night and breaking through the waves.

"Alright! Let's have a big toast!" someone shouted. "Go invite the guests out for drinks, does anyone know anyone?"

"I'll go, I just delivered the fish." The Senior Brother stood up and walked towards Qin Yi.

"Brother, you're quite the musician. How about we come out for a drink? Don't say we from the Penglai Sword Pavilion aren't hospitable."

Qin Yi laughed and said, "No need. It would be awkward for me, an outsider, to be drinking with you Senior Brother. It would be too much of a fuss for you to say anything."

"We won't be speechless..." the Senior Brother laughed, "We'd love to hear your stories about how you got the cold shoulder from our junior sister."

"..."

The Senior Brother looked Qin Yi up and down, and said seemingly casually, "Brother, your performing arts are quite effective with women... but I still advise you to stay away from our junior sisters..."

Qin Yi smiled and asked, "How shall I address you?"

"Penglai Sword Pavilion Lu Longting".

"Nice name. By the way, don't you have any generational names?"

"No," Lu Longting said calmly. "As for the woman traveling with my junior sister, brother, feel free to approach her if you want. My junior sister is the treasure of our Penglai Sword Pavilion, and we will not allow outsiders to lay a finger on her."

"What kind of logic is that?" Qin Yi laughed. "Since when did the sect start talking about internal relationships? Back in the day, our class beauty had a boyfriend from outside the school, and we didn't say anything..."

Lu Longting didn't understand and frowned.

Qin Yi said, "Besides, she has Husband, so how did she become your target? Have you no shame?"

Lu Longting said, "We went to Southern Li to inquire, but this so-called Imperial Preceptor is ultimately just a mortal. Marriages in the mortal world have long since changed, so how can we take them seriously?"

Qin Yi grinned. "What if her Husband is even more virile than you?"

"Impossible!" Lu Longting said decisively, "Four years ago, I was just a nobody Fangshi wandering Southern Li. It was already a stroke of luck that I was able to embark on the Immortal Dao immortality. If someone could be stronger than me, I..."

"How?"

Lu Longting glanced around, then pointed to a rock. "I'll eat it!"

Qin Yi put on a standard smiling face.

Lu Longting pointed to the sky. "In this grand competition, I, Lu, will surely win first place and let my junior sister know who her true match is!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Qin Yi leaned against the door frame, watching him leave, and shook his head.

A sixth-level Bone Forging cultivator, and an exceptionally powerful Sword Cultivator, he is likely invincible among his peers and a formidable rival.

Such a grand competition wouldn't allow millennia-old demons to participate; it would definitely be within an age range, most likely under two hundred years old. Within this age group, there are no cultivators at the Radiant Stage; it's all a comparison of those at the Bone Forging or Cloud Ascension stages. Even late-stage Cloud Ascension cultivators are likely extremely rare, and the sixth level is probably the highest.

It's unlikely that any newcomers to the Cloud Ascension realm will emerge this time; most will probably be at the second level or higher. The main participants will likely be between the second and sixth levels. Within the same realm, the difference of a few levels isn't overwhelming, so everyone can win through their own methods, making for a very exciting competition.

Judging from the tone of the Penglai Sword Pavilion, their participants should be Lu Longting Chu Jiantian, and Li Qingjun. I wonder who Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace has chosen. Yin Yizhong and the others were among the best of the Qin Xin level, so in their competition with Qin Yi, each department also had Tengyun level experts, ensuring a continuous flow of participants.

For many, this battle might be a means to gain fame. A grand contest among the younger generation of multiple Qian Yuan Level sects would undoubtedly make the winner famous throughout the land, and it would also be a good way to prove the sect's capabilities. What's the use of having so many Qian Yuan-level sects if you can't even teach your disciples?

This was supposed to be a competition, and Qin Yi really didn't want any conspiracies or schemes to get involved, which would be disgusting.

The flute music resumed, the waves receded, the fierce wind subsided, and a vast expanse of gentle waves remained, shrouded in mist, obscuring the view of the sea and sky.

The flute's melody faded into the distance, eventually becoming inaudible, and the outside noise subsided, the crowd gradually dispersed.

It's late at night.

Qin Yi returned to the bedside and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

This one song actually led to a very slight improvement in his cultivation.

The Tao teaches the cultivation of the mind, but in these fleeting years, I've missed out on so much.

After an unknown amount of time, the left window moved slightly. The right window also moved slightly.

The windows on both sides opened almost simultaneously, and two figures silently slipped in.

Then they both froze there.

Cheng Cheng gritted her teeth. "You stole food!"

Li Qingjun gritted her teeth. "What are you doing?"

Cheng Cheng said, "You deliberately agreed to the proposal so you could secretly keep it all to yourself?"

Li Qingjun said, "You deliberately ignored his proposal; do you think I'm stupid?"

The two of them shut their mouths at the same time, stiffly turned their heads to look, and saw Qin Yi staring at them with wide eyes, dumbfounded.

This alliance is so superficial it's beyond words...

"What are you looking at? Go to hell, you big jerk!"

The Plastic Alliance, once again acting in unison, unleashed two powerful blasts at Qin Yi's shoulders, one from the left and one from the right.

Qin Yi slightly raised both hands, transforming them into a Tai Chi symbol.

The two streams of energy were mixed together, and then a vortex-like pulling force came from them. The two were caught off guard and stumbled and fell.

Qin Yi spread his arms and grabbed both of them at the same time.

The two women, bewildered, leaned against his shoulders, their eyes met with each other's beautiful faces so close. Cheng Cheng was a little better off, but Li Qingjun was filled with shame and indignation. She pinched Qin Yi's waist hard and twisted him around with all her might.

"Ouch!" Qin Yi winced in pain, Cheng Cheng took the opportunity to break free from his tight grip. She stood aside and said, "I didn't mean to trick you... It's all because of this person. He plays the tune so well that I... I didn't realize it. Um, never mind, I'll go first. You guys talk."

After saying that, he dashed out of the window as if fleeing for his life.

It seems she felt that since she had taken the initiative to propose the idea, her current situation was even more embarrassing than Li Qingjun's.

Li Qingjun, both amused and annoyed, shouted at the window, "I'll remember you! You sly fox!"

Cheng Cheng disappeared in a flash.

Li Qingjun's face flushed, and she wanted to run away, but Qin Yi wouldn't give her the chance this time. He hugged her tightly and said shamelessly, "Since you're already here..."

Li Qingjun struggled but couldn't break free, and said angrily, "You always bully me... We don't even have a chance to have a private conversation when we meet."

"Um..." Qin Yi scratched his head awkwardly, "There really wasn't a chance. I was originally planning to tell you about Southern Li, I had some leads."

" About Southern Li..." Li Qingjun stopped struggling, leaned against him and sighed, "Let's talk about it later, I don't want to hear about it for now."

Qin Yi shut his mouth.

Li Qingjun said quietly, "You and Cheng Cheng are traveling together because you just came from the Demon City?"

"Yes, I stayed in the Demon City for a while."

"Then why did you only bring her? Where is Ye Ling?"

"Ye Ling doesn't like to go out..."

Li Qingjun's voice suddenly rose. "Oh, so Ye Ling is one too?"

"?" Qin Yi said with a pained expression, "Where did you get that logic? Ye Ling is a sibling."

"I remember we only said we were friends at first, but now we're like brother and sister..." Li Qingjun looked up, her breath sweet as orchids, "Brother Qin Yi, how many more Fairies girlfriends do you have?"