Woman, You're Playing With Fire! Shi Ji: I Actually Like My Senior Brother Too!

Kunlun Mountain Square, all eyes were on them.

As Laozi uttered, "Who is willing to be the first to ascend the stage?", before the words even fell.

A yellow figure shot up like a skyrocket.

With a whoosh, he was on the stage, his speed so fast that even afterimages couldn't be seen.

It was none other than Huang Long True Person, who had long been unable to contain himself, his face full of excitement!

He held his head high and chest out, looking around, and shouted loudly.

"Huang Long of the Chan Sect, I challenge!"

On the cloud platform, Sect Master Tongtian's eyebrows twitched slightly. He leaned over to Yuanshi Tianzun and whispered.

"Second Brother, your disciple... is really excited, huh."

"Judging by his demeanor, he has quite a bit of youthful spirit, unlike his usual listless self."

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Huang Long, full of spirit on the stage.

Although it was a glorious sight, his heart inexplicably sank.

"Strange..."

"Why do I have such an ominous premonition?"

"This child... isn't he going to cause some trouble again, is he?"

Below the stage, Daoist Ci Hang saw this and immediately waved his fists, cheering loudly.

"Senior Brother Huang Long, you're amazing!"

"Taking the lead, you haven't disgraced our Chan Sect, go Senior Brother!"

On the other side, the Two Sages of the West looked at Huang Long on the stage with faces full of confusion.

Daoist Zhun Ti frowned and turned to ask Jie Yin.

"Senior Brother, this Huang Long... does he have any battle achievements?"

Jie Yin showed a pained expression and shook his head.

"I've never heard of him; he seems like a nobody."

Zhun Ti asked again.

"Then does this Huang Long... have any powerful magic treasures?"

Jie Yin continued to shake his head.

"I've heard he's a 'three-no' True Person: no magic treasures, no disciples, no battle achievements."

Zhun Ti became even more confused.

"Then does he have any cultivation realm?"

Jie Yin: "Just late-stage Golden Immortal, utterly unremarkable."

Zhun Ti slapped his thigh, finding it hard to believe.

"Then how dare a 'three-no' True Person like him take the lead? Who gave him the courage?"

Although these words were not spoken loudly, they were clearly heard by Yuanshi Tianzun next to him.

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly turned his head, glaring at Zhun Ti with ill intent, his protective instincts instantly flaring.

"Zhun Ti, no one would think you're mute if you just kept quiet!"

"I won't allow you to speak about my disciple like that. Do you think I don't exist?"

"My Chan Sect disciples can have anything they want. What does your Western Teachings have?"

"What the hell do you have? Anything? Not even a hair, you bunch of paupers!"

Zhun Ti was sprayed in the face and instinctively touched his bald head, his face losing some color.

"Second Senior Brother, don't hit people in the face, and don't bring up sore points when scolding."

"This... is a bit excessive, isn't it? Attacking my hairstyle, what kind of skill is that?"

Yuanshi responded impatiently.

"Well, you shameless fellow started by evaluating my disciple first!"

Seeing that Yuanshi was truly angry, Zhun Ti's eyes rolled. He immediately put on a cheerful, shameless demeanor, rubbing his hands and saying.

"Ah, Senior Brother, please calm your anger. Your junior brother's eyes were just untrained."

"However... if Senior Brother could be merciful and refine a batch of Houtian Spirit Treasures for our Western Teachings..."

"Then you'll always be my good Senior Brother, and I'll pray for you every day!"

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly and arrogantly lifted his chin.

"Hmph, you wish!"

"Let's talk about it after the Kunlun Sacred Canon. It depends on your performance!"

Zhun Ti's eyes lit up at the prospect, and his face crinkled into a smile.

"Alright, thank you, Second Senior Brother!"

On the stage, Yellow Dragon True Person was unaware of the discussions happening above. Right now, he felt like the center of attention.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, his gaze arrogant as he boomed:

"Who dares to fight me?!"

His heroic and dashing appearance thrilled the Four Sea Dragon Kings in the viewing stands.

Ao Guang immediately stood up, cheering and whistling wildly with his three younger brothers.

"Good!"

"This is one of our Dragon Race's own, well done!"

"Brother Huang Long is really stepping up, go for it!"

The disciples below exchanged glances.

The Chan Sect disciples naturally wouldn't fight their own.

Grand Master Xuandu believed he could defeat Yellow Dragon, but he was willing to give his junior brother a chance to shine, so he smiled and remained still.

On the Jie Sect's side, Duo Bao, Jin Ling, and the others also had no intention of making a move. After all, bullying Yellow Dragon wouldn't bring them any sense of accomplishment.

However, a group of Jie Sect Outer Sect disciples were eager for a fight and looked ready to jump in.

Just then, a timid, soft voice, like a mosquito's hum, drifted out.

"I... I'd like to have an exchange with Senior Brother Huang Long..."

Everyone turned to look, and saw a female immortal in a green Daoist robe emerge from the Jie Sect Outer Sect disciples.

She was tall and curvaceous, the epitome of a mature beauty.

But her face was still plump like a baby's, her eyes darted around, her face flushed crimson, and she nervously twisted her fingers in front of her.

It was none other than the Jie Sect Outer Sect disciple, Shi Ji, currently in the early Golden Immortal stage.

This contrast of cuteness instantly struck a chord with many people.

Shi Ji lowered her head, her face still red, and walked onto the stage. She bowed gracefully to Yellow Dragon, her voice soft and sweet.

"H...Hello, Senior Brother Huang Long."

"Junior Sister Shi Ji requests... requests your guidance."

Seeing such a polite and adorable junior sister, Yellow Dragon felt a pang of reluctance.

This... Junior Sister is being so courteous. If I go all out, won't that be a bit much?

But then he thought again.

No, for the sake of my fame! For a chance to become famous in one battle!

Women only slow down my sword-drawing speed. I have to go all out!

Yellow Dragon's eyes instantly became resolute.

Meanwhile, below the stage, Cihang had somehow slipped over to Zhao Gongming's side.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and nudged Zhao Gongming with his elbow.

"Junior Brother, something's not right with you."

"And something's not right with Yellow Dragon either."

"Look at that confident glint in his eyes... Did you refine a magic treasure for him?"

"Are you hoping to see some chaos?"

Zhao Gongming turned his head naturally and retorted, "Don't you want to?"

Cihang blinked, then revealed a knowing smile:

"Heh heh (^▽^)"

"I do too!"

The two men exchanged a look and, with perfect synchronicity, raised their Top Grade Recording Stones, aiming them at Yellow Dragon on the stage.

"Get ready, we're about to witness some major entertainment!"

On the stage, Yellow Dragon took a deep breath. Looking at the shy Shi Ji before him, he suddenly flashed a wicked grin.

"Junior Sister, forgive me!"

A golden light flashed.

Yellow Dragon unleashed the dazzling, golden Overbearing President Gloves.

He instantly activated the Conceptual Grade skill, Spatial Wallop!

He didn't give Shi Ji any chance to react.

The next moment, Huang Long teleported directly in front of Shi Ji.

He placed one hand on the void behind Shi Ji, trapping her tightly in his embrace.

Their noses were mere inches apart.

Shi Ji's eyes widened, and her entire body froze.

Then, Huang Long's lips curled into a smile – three parts indifference, three parts mockery, and four parts nonchalance.

He bit his lip and gave a cheesy wink.

Then, he lowered his voice, speaking with a magnetic, breathy tone.

"Heh, woman."

"You're playing with fire."

"You have... successfully captured my attention."

"What, you're not looking at me? Are you shy?"

This whole sequence was overwhelmingly cheesy, like a ton of lard had been dumped onto the stage.

Zhao Gongming and Cihang, watching from below, instantly became excited and started cheering.

"Woohoo!"

"That's the stuff, so intense!"

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Huang Long is amazing, this is total Social Death!"

"I love seeing my buddies become clowns, this is even more satisfying than winning myself!"

The two of them laughed until they were doubled over, as if they could already see Shi Ji slapping Huang Long away and him dying of shame.

However, the expected slap never came.

Instead of getting angry, Shi Ji, who was being cornered, actually...

Her face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple, and steam even seemed to rise from her head.

She lowered her head, nervously fidgeting with her index fingers in front of her, her body wriggling.

In a voice smaller than a mosquito's, she shyly and affectionately responded.

"Sen... Senior Brother..."

"You're so mean..."

"Actually... actually, I've liked Senior Brother Huang Long for a long time!"

"Senior Brother, you're so bad, but I like it so much."

The cheers from below abruptly stopped.

The smile froze on Zhao Gongming's face.

Cihang's hand, holding the Recording Stone, froze.

The two stared at each other, looking at the pink atmosphere on stage, at the couple acting like they were in an idol drama.

The air was thick with the sour smell of romance.

After a long moment, Zhao Gongming slowly lowered the Recording Stone, muttering blankly.

"This... this isn't right?"

"Where's the promised Social Death, where's the clown?"

Cihang also looked like his worldview had been shattered, and said with grief.

"This damn thing is supposed to be Overbearing President Gloves, not Cupid's red string!"

"We came to watch the show, not to be force-fed dog food!"

They looked at each other, seeing deep frustration in each other's eyes.

"So..."

"The clowns were us all along?!"

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