Names Are More Arrogant Than The Last, Aren't They

The fourth week of pregnancy arrived, and instead of the expected peace, I only experienced one day of being a shut-in before an outer disciple called me out.

"What?"

"The flower appreciation party at Heavenly Sword Peak and Bright Moon Peak? They invited more female cultivators and want me to go too?"

"I'm on the list too?"

The disciple appeared very respectful. "Yes, Senior Sister Qingxian specifically requested your attendance. Junior Sister Xiao Yao, you are truly blessed to have a Senior Sister who never forgets you."

If I get close to the Female Protagonist, I'll die.

You can have this good fortune, do you want it?

This is truly... speechless.

The disciple who delivered the message quickly left, leaving me alone, leaning against a corner of the wall, my legs gradually losing strength and sliding to the ground.

"No way."

"What's wrong with her, Ye Qingxian? She didn't specifically ask for anyone else, but she singled me out."

I've heard of this so-called flower appreciation party before.

It's just some female cultivators with high cultivation engaging in pretentious artistic pursuits.

Naturally, no one would have invited me before.

Ye Qingxian suddenly inviting me this time, she must have hit her head.

"Hiss."

The ground was too cold. I quickly patted my butt and scrambled to my feet.

Can't catch a cold, don't want my little cub to get sick.

My mind is quite sharp. In a few simple steps, I figured out the Female Protagonist's thought process. Perhaps it was our last encounter, and she suddenly remembered she had a forgotten Junior Sister, so she decided to give me, this Junior Sister, a little guidance.

One gives, one takes; it's hard to know fortune or misfortune.

In the class with the Female Protagonist, I successfully stole her talent, and also let her know that Heavenly Sword Peak had someone like me.

I paced around the room twice, touching my belly, and then changed into a beautiful dress, predominantly black with red accents on the hem.

Screw it.

I can get a free meal and observe the Prodigies of Bright Moon Peak at the same time.

Why wouldn't I go?

I took out a flatbread I had with me, then patted my small purse, which I had brought empty, and revealed a sly smile.

You invited me yourself.

If I gorge myself upon arrival, don't blame me for embarrassing you.

I can already imagine Ye Qingxian's increasingly awkward smile at the flower appreciation banquet.

You won't dare invite me next time, will you?

The lively flower appreciation banquet was set up next to the Huaqing Pond, with many round tables arranged.

One table was closest to the lake, and Ye Qingxian sat at the head seat.

As soon as I arrived at the banquet, I planned to find any table and start my "eat as much as you can, take what you can" mode.

However, the next second, a gentle voice echoed all around.

Ye Qingxian called me out publicly.

"Junior Sister, come sit here."

Following Ye Qingxian's words, countless scrutinizing gazes turned towards me, making even me, a usually carefree nobody, feel awkward for a moment. I could only brace myself and walk towards Ye Qingxian.

"Sit next to me."

Seeing me try to sit at the furthest seat, this troublesome ancestor, Ye Qingxian, spoke again.

Gritting my teeth, I lifted my skirt and sat down right next to Ye Qingxian.

Fine, you're my living dad, I'll sit.

I eat and eat.

I chew and chew.

Completely disgracing you.

There was a moment of silence. Many gazes subtly shifted.

These female cultivators were all individuals of exceptional character and talent. The banquet they hosted would naturally only invite Fairies of the same caliber.

This was the first time someone, shortly after arriving at a banquet and sitting down, had gotten so engrossed with the food on the table. It wasn't that I ate without manners, but it was, in a word, hard to describe.

I kept my eyes straight ahead, pretending to be oblivious, but inside I was screaming like a groundhog, A mere Female Protagonist who hasn't gone mad yet, encountering someone like me, Ye Xiaoyao, are you trembling?

However, this is indeed delicious.

I'll compete with you cultivators who have Spirit Stones!

As poor as I am, this table full of delicacies, some I've never even seen before, so naturally, I couldn't have eaten them.

With the boost from these two feelings, I ate more and more happily, treating everyone else like air, only focused on stuffing my face. The strange glances from those around me grew more frequent.

The female cultivators who could attend the Flower Appreciation Banquet were all renowned, famous fairies out in the world.

Anyone picked at random from this group would have countless suitors, comparable to truly well-bred young ladies. Who would do something so lacking in grace and upbringing?

Faced with the banquet's delicacies, many female cultivators would offer a demure smile, like a musician half-veiled behind a pipa, parting their rosy lips slightly to take a delicate bite.

Truly, a beauty's smile blooms like a hundred flowers.

The scornful glances from the shadows increased.

I pretended not to see them, but in reality, I kept observing the Female Protagonist out of the corner of my eye.

Who knew, Ye Qingxian wasn't only not angry, but she also gently brought me a cup of water, "Eat slower, be careful not to choke. Have some water."

She sighed inwardly.

It seemed she had been too neglectful before.

After all, Ye Qingxian was her only Junior Sister, and their Master was someone who didn't meddle in affairs. How could she have let her Junior Sister get so hungry? She probably never had enough to eat usually.

Qi Refining Third Layer was indeed too difficult.

She not only didn't get angry at me for embarrassing her, but she even gave me water?

What was going on? What kind of plot development was this? I was completely baffled.

My gradually dazed expression looked incredibly soft and cute.

At the very top, a wisp of light pink ahoge, like my confusion, drooped down.

Gulp.

Even after swallowing a mouthful of the finest Spirit Water, my incredibly intelligent head was still a little stunned.

Ye Qingxian's words were the most powerful signal.

Immediately, someone followed suit with praise, "Junior Sister Xiaoyao's personality is pure and unpretentious, like a natural, uncarved jade. She's truly a cute and straightforward young girl."

Wait, if you're going to fawn over the Female Protagonist, then fawn over her. Are these words praising me even true?

I admit that I am cute.

As for the stuff before that, touch your conscience. When you spoke those insincere praises, could you even hold back your laughter?

Plan A had failed.

I ground my teeth in hatred and took a fierce bite of something that resembled a mooncake.

"You haven't contacted that person recently, have you?" Ye Qingxian's tone was always gentle and warm when speaking to anyone, making them feel as if they were basking in a spring breeze, subconsciously generating countless good feelings.

A follow-up questionnaire?

Or a spot check report?

I blinked my big eyes and blurted out, "No, his Ghost Fire Flying Sword was confiscated by his dad recently, and I don't like him anymore."

Whatever she answered, it didn't matter.

I'll just give an answer first.

Before coming to the Flower Appreciation Banquet, I had already thought out my strategy. The Female Protagonist doesn't know I'm carrying a cub, so I'll keep it a secret.

If one day I can't hide it anymore, I'll just make up some other excuse.

Anyway, as long as I don't let the Female Protagonist suspect me, everything will be fine.

"Ghost Fire Flying Sword?"

Another peerlessly beautiful fairy descended from the heavens, casually joining the conversation.

Yue Wuhua.

The number one female cultivator of Bright Moon Peak.

She was so beautiful that she could even make the moonlight dim, showing just how stunning she was.

I was truly impressed by these female cultivators' names; each one was more imposing than the last.

Ye Qingxian, even immortals were captivated by her.

And when it came to me, I was Ye Xiaoyao.

Fine, so I'm the only cannon fodder here. I took another fierce bite of the big mooncake.

I chewed and chewed.

In the past, I always wondered about this so-called Flower Appreciation Banquet. With only a dark, distant pond in front of us and hardly any flowers worth looking at, what were people supposed to appreciate?

Seeing it today, I suddenly realized.

It turned out that the Flower Appreciation Banquet had never been about appreciating flowers, but rather the elegance and talent of the fairies themselves.

Yue Wuhua slowly gathered the flowing sleeves of her ethereal Immortal Skirt in front of her, like a graceful lotus flower. A beauty's smile intoxicates without wine, carrying a captivating fragrance as she gracefully approached Ye Qingxian's table.

I raised my eyeballs and stole a glance.

[Yue Wuhua: Talent ??]

Good, good, good.

Her first appearance and her talent is already two question marks.

Who exactly is this Yue Wuhua?

Yue Wuhua—she's the female cultivator from Bright Moon Peak I wanted to observe last time.

With a talent of two question marks, she couldn't possibly be unknown in the story.

Regarding Yue Wuhua, I'm racking my brain, trying to recall what role she plays in the story.

Oh, I can't remember anything for now.

As the question marks above Yue Wuhua's head became more and more glaring, I stared at my own dismal talent of only twelve points and, as if venting, took another hearty bite of the large mooncake.

Damn it.

Why am I the only one who's cannon fodder? One day, when I've plucked all of you bald, let's see if you can still laugh.

Intercepting others' talents won't make one's own talent worse, but it can infinitely boost my talent.

I, Ye Xiaoyao, the world's number one villain, am only fit to live in the sewers.

At this moment, I am crawling in the darkness.

"Junior Sister Xiaoyao, were you just talking about the Ghost Fire Flying Sword?" Yue Wuhua didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down right next to me.

My body stiffened for a second.

No, sister, there are so many empty seats, why are you sitting next to me?

I was thinking, isn't this our first meeting?

Can you not be so familiar?

This makes it seem like I'm the center of attention.

As someone at Qi Refining Third Layer, I'm already trembling.

It's going to attract a lot of hatred, you know.

Seeing that Yue Wuhua had spoken, I pursed my cherry-like red lips slightly and put on a smile that was incredibly well-behaved, "Yes, I think it's especially cool."

Just like the image I've always had in everyone's eyes for countless years.

So well-behaved that I seem like a pushover everyone can bully.

What a pitiable child, Yue Wuhua sighed in her heart. Junior Sister Shuang Yue wasn't wrong at all. She probably hasn't seen many good things to be so enamored with a mere flying sword that can only glow.

Coupled with her always obedient and never troublesome personality, it's easy for people to develop wicked intentions.

Seeing Yue Wuhua secretly sizing me up, my body grew even more rigid.

Hey, are you kidding me?

It's our first meeting, why do you keep staring at me?

Lolis aren't that rare.

She is indeed quite cute, rarely seen in the human world. No wonder that girl Shuang Yue always talks about wanting to take her home and keep her as a pillow to sleep with, constantly mentioning how she's been trying for seven or eight years but hasn't even gotten to pat her head once.

She truly evokes pity, Yue Wuhua judged in her heart.

"The Ghost Fire Flying Sword is just an ordinary item. Next time, like something better."

Yue Wuhua's gaze swept across the table, and she suddenly reached for a plate of crabs that I had been unable to reach, bringing it over. "Eat this, it tastes good. These are crabs from White Cloud Lake, full of Spiritual Energy, and they're great for replenishing your body's deficiencies."

She's serving me food right away, are you also part of the organizing committee?

From now on, I can only stay away from her.

So she's another one like Shuang Yue.

Forgive my dark heart for having countless feelings of unease.

The sense of being lost made me lower my eyes slightly.

My fair and tender little hands moved faster than my brain, directly picking up a crab.

As a result...

As soon as I picked up the crab, I smelled a strong, fishy odor that I had never experienced so intensely before.

With a clang, the crab was dropped back onto the jade plate.

My stomach churned, and an uncontrollable wave of nausea surged.

And so, right there in front of Yue Wuhua and Ye Qingxian.

Under the gaze of countless famous fairies.

My head tilted to the side, and I threw up.

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