At Last, Xueqi! The Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament Begins!

At Last, Xueqi! The Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament Begins!

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, three months had gone by.

Today, the entire Qingyun Sect was steeped in a lively atmosphere.

Because today was the Qingyun Sect's once-every-sixty-years Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament. Elite disciples from every peak would gather at Tongtian Peak, including the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak...

For disciples who spent their days cultivating quietly in the mountains,

such an occasion was exceptionally enticing.

After all...

That was Xiaozhu Peak!

They only accepted female disciples~

Dazhu Peak, before Shoujing Hall.

All the disciples had gathered together.

Tian Buyi had been so excited last night that he had not slept a wink.

The moment he thought of this year's Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament champion belonging to Dazhu Peak, he could not help feeling rather giddy...

"Look at you!"

Su Ru, with the air of an older sister, shot Tian Buyi an irritated glare.

She was dressed especially strikingly today.

A dark green palace dress perfectly highlighted her graceful figure. Her black hair was gathered into a bun and secured with a golden hairpin. Her lightly powdered, lovely face was flawless and brimming with youthful vitality...

"Are you all ready?"

Su Ru softly asked the disciples.

Of course, her gaze lingered more on Ji Changfeng.

At this moment,

Ji Changfeng stood at the very back of the crowd with Tian Ling'er. The two kept whispering to one another, seemingly discussing something in secret.

"Little Senior Sister, how about we make a bet?"

"A bet on what?"

"On who my first opponent will be! If I guess right, lend me your Amber Vermilion Ribbon."

"And if you guess wrong?" Tian Ling'er arched a brow.

"If I guess wrong, I'll personally refine some beauty and complexion-enhancing pills for you."

Ji Changfeng smiled faintly.

Guess wrong?

What a joke!

How could he possibly guess wrong?

Did she not understand what it meant to have connections up top?

"Beauty and complexion-enhancing pills?" Tian Ling'er's eyes immediately lit up. She quickly said,

"It's a bet!"

"Fine! I bet that my first opponent will be Lin Jingyu of Dragon Head Peak!"

Ji Changfeng chuckled softly.

"Lin Jingyu?" Surprise appeared in Tian Ling'er's eyes.

How was that possible?

Her first instinct was disbelief.

After all, opponents in the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Tournament were decided by drawing lots. How could Ji Changfeng get whoever he said he would get?

Tian Ling'er shook her head.

She felt certain she had won!

"Hmph! Ji Changfeng, hurry up and prepare those beauty pills!" A victorious smile appeared on Tian Ling'er's pretty face.

Ji Changfeng only smiled without speaking.

Who won and who lost—

They would find out once they drew lots.

"Let's go."

At that moment, Tian Buyi gave the order.

After speaking,

he took the lead, riding his sword toward Tongtian Peak.

Su Ru followed close behind.

"Little Senior Sister, let me hitch a ride."

Ji Changfeng held Ink Snow and Dragon Slayer, the two Divine Swords, in his arms. With a flash, he appeared beside Tian Ling'er.

Then, without the slightest politeness, he lay down on her Amber Vermilion Ribbon, preparing to take a short nap.

Did she think he had tricked Tian Ling'er out of her Amber Vermilion Ribbon for no reason?

Of course it was for sleeping!

Tongtian Peak was cramped, and with disciples from all seven peaks gathered there, they would surely be packed together at night.

He had tricked Tian Ling'er out of her Amber Vermilion Ribbon so he could set up a hammock outside and sleep comfortably at night...

After all, he had no habit of squeezing in to sleep with a bunch of grown men.

Whoosh—

A flash of sword light vanished in an instant.

Tian Buyi led the people of Dazhu Peak directly down to the mountainside of Tongtian Peak.

A Tongtian Peak disciple noticed the group from Dazhu Peak and hurried forward, saying,

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Tian, Aunt Su. The Sect Master is already waiting in Yuqing Hall. Please proceed there to discuss the specific arrangements..."

"Mm." Tian Buyi gave a slight nod.

He glanced back at Song Daren, then at Ji Changfeng. "Daren, Old Seven, wait here. Do not run around..."

After saying that, he looked at the other disciples as well.

Meaning that the same applied to them.

"Yes, Master!" Ji Changfeng and the others bowed slightly to Tian Buyi.

After giving his instructions, Tian Buyi headed to Yuqing Hall with Su Ru.

Ji Changfeng and the others remained where they were.

At that moment, Du Bishu and the other senior brothers were curiously looking around. They had come to Tongtian Peak only a handful of times, unlike Ji Changfeng, who came once every couple of months.

Whoosh—

Just then, a flash of sword light streaked past.

Looking over, they saw a Cold Daoist Nun who appeared to be only in her twenties descend onto the mountainside of Tongtian Peak with a group of female disciples.

Seeing this, the Dazhu Peak disciples hurried forward and bowed.

"Greetings, Aunt Shuiyue!"

The arrival was none other than Master Shuiyue, Peak Master of Xiaozhu Peak.

"Mm..." Master Shuiyue nodded slightly. At once, her gaze found Ji Changfeng hiding at the back. Her face darkened as she said,

"Changfeng, am I that unwelcome to you?"

The Dazhu Peak disciples were all startled by those words.

Under Tian Ling'er's gleeful gaze, Ji Changfeng braced himself and slowly stepped out from the crowd.

"Why would Aunt Shuiyue say such a thing? In this disciple's heart, you stand shoulder to shoulder with my mistress!" Ji Changfeng said with a solemn expression.

Well... purely in terms of appearance, Master Shuiyue truly stood on par with his mistress, Su Ru, in Ji Changfeng's eyes.

Not to mention that Master Shuiyue had now taken a Face-Fixing Pill, making her beauty even more exceptional...

Hearing this, the corners of Master Shuiyue's lips curled upward, and a trace of amusement appeared in her eyes. Still keeping a stern face, she said,

"If that is so, then why do you make excuses every time I invite you to Xiaozhu Peak?"

Ji Changfeng put on a bitter face. "Aunt Shuiyue, please judge fairly. This disciple has been in seclusion cultivating recently and truly has had no time..."

Master Shuiyue nodded slightly. Seeing more and more people gathering around them, she no longer intended to tease Ji Changfeng and said,

"In that case, when I invite you to Xiaozhu Peak next time, you must not refuse!"

"This disciple accepts!" Ji Changfeng's expression turned solemn.

As though he were about to march bravely to his death.

Pfft—

At the sight, the female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak all broke into smiles.

Even Master Shuiyue could not help shaking her head with a laugh.

She turned and instructed the two female disciples behind her, "Xueqi, Wen Min, wait here."

"Yes, Master!" The two female disciples bowed slightly.

But the instant Lu Xueqi raised her eyes,

her gaze abruptly met Ji Changfeng's.

Whoosh—

In an instant, an invisible aura spread outward.

A hint of provocation appeared in Lu Xueqi's eyes. As she looked at Ji Changfeng, intense fighting spirit flickered within her gaze.

Strong and unyielding—this was her nature.

Perhaps her talent could not compare to Ji Changfeng's, but she firmly believed that as long as she worked hard enough, she would certainly catch up to him!!

Over the past four years, whenever Lu Xueqi cultivated, that peerless figure seen from behind would rise in her mind, along with that wager...

Now, four years had passed.

They had finally met again!

Ji Changfeng smiled faintly. He did not take Lu Xueqi's provocation to heart at all and merely said softly,

"Junior Sister Lu, it has been a long time."