Chapter 119

After a long and difficult journey on their swords, they finally arrived at the inn, where they were welcomed in politely.

As they walked, Gu Yan said to Ji Tang, "We always stayed here during the Ten-Year Competition. Xiaoyun Inn, from the owner to the waiter, is full of cultivators."

After the people from Su Xuan Sect entered the inn, the waiter who welcomed them in indeed stopped all the monks who followed them outside.

Ji Tang, "It seems their cultivation is quite high."

Gu Yan: "Yes, many of them were recruited for our sect." He pointed behind him, "Just those few who were blocking the front."

The innkeeper gave them room number tags in turn.

The room number card in Su Jinzhou's hand was number one. He looked at the card in Jitang's hand, then took it from her and handed it to the boss, "Change to number two."

The boss was stunned and kept looking at Wei Shaoxin behind him, but didn't dare to say anything more.

Su Jinzhou knew what he was worried about, and without even looking behind him, he pointed at Jitang's room number plate and said, "Take this in exchange."

boss:"……"

Well, even if Immortal Master Bian Jing said so, he wouldn’t dare to actually do it!

Su Jinzhou changed the room number plate and gave his number one plate to Jitang.

The innkeeper's eyes widened and he almost suffocated.

Under the other party's stunned gaze, Jitang took the number one card and turned away.

The innkeeper was stunned.

Immortal Master Bian Jing actually followed a young disciple up the stairs. Was he seeing things?!

Gu Yan knocked on the table, "Boss, let's continue."

"Okay, okay!" The innkeeper just turned his head back, his eyes still glancing towards the stairs.

Ji Tang used the number one card to open the door, turned around and asked his senior brother, "Senior brother, are you going out?

Su Jinzhou also opened the door next to him at this moment, "Where do you want to go?"

Jitang smiled brightly, "Treasure hunting."

Su Jinzhou went into the room to change his clothes, and soon left the inn with Jitang.

The entire Huanxi Garden covers a very large area, no smaller than a city.

Ji Tang and Su Jinzhou walked on the crowded avenue, visiting each stall like other monks.

Ji Tang: "The righteous people from the famous sects came to me, Jiu Mingyuan, and robbed everything in my building. Aside from the treasures that you, Senior Brother, have taken back earlier, many are still left outside. The others are fine, but it's best to take back the tortoise shell that I got back from the black-clothed forces. Anyway, I have nothing to do in the inn, so why not come out and take a look."

Su Jinzhou was a little disappointed when he heard that. "Nothing else?"

Ji Tang was stunned, then his eyes curved and he took the initiative to put his arm around Su Jinzhou.

Su Jinzhou was suddenly stunned, his feet fixed on the ground, unable to move.

Ji Tang stood on tiptoe, put his hands to his mouth, and whispered to him, "Brother, we have had a wedding, right?"

Su Jinzhou's head buzzed, and then the world began to spin.

Ji Tang looked at him and muttered softly, "Senior Brother is much more honest in his dreams than in reality."

Su Jinzhou opened his mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a word.

He seemed to be frozen in place, frozen in place. Jitang felt that if he pushed lightly, he could knock the wooden sculpture over.

His ears were visibly red, and the redness spread to his cheeks and then to his entire face, and then slid down his neck to his collar.

Even cooked shrimps are not as red as his.

“You, you…you…”

I thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

It’s not that he didn’t suspect that Ji Tang had appeared in his dream, but thinking about it is one thing, and hearing Ji Tang say it out loud is another.

His whole body was numb, and the arm that was wrapped around Ji Tang was shaking uncontrollably. He was afraid that Ji Tang would notice, so he tensed his body and couldn't move at all.

"Senior Brother?"

"……Um."

Jitang affirmed: "You like me."

Su Jinzhou only felt his sea of consciousness shaking violently, no less than a tsunami.

You like me... You like me...

This sentence continued to echo violently in his sea of consciousness. Every time it echoed, it made his sea of consciousness tremble and roar. If this continued, his sea of consciousness would really be attacked by this sentence to the point of collapse.

At this moment, a cool and powerful spiritual force stepped in and stuck to the edge of his sea of consciousness that was about to collapse.

——It is Jitang’s spiritual power.

"Brother, calm down."

These words shook his heart and soul even more than if she had spoken into his ear.

The power of the soul directly stuck to his sea of consciousness. This touch was more intimate than skin contact and was completely beyond his ability to bear.

The next moment, accompanied by a loud bang, Ji Tang opened his eyes wide in shock.

——Su Jinzhou actually fell to the ground.

Ji Tang squatted down immediately after, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Senior Brother?"

The always strong man now bent his legs, raised his arms, and buried his head... like an ostrich.

Jitang smiled and moved closer, hugging him.

She thought, since her senior brother was so cautious and never took the initiative, she might as well take the initiative, break the transparent glass between them, and take a step closer to him.

This time, she followed her heart.

People came and went around, their eyes fixed on the two of them.

Ji Tang didn't care what others thought of them, but it wasn't a good idea for her to keep acting like an ostrich. She said with a smile, "Are you still shopping?"

The boat moved slightly.

Jitang couldn't help but joked, "Why don't we get married first?"

Su Jinzhou moved even harder, but his head still couldn't leave his arms.

He held it in for a long time, and finally asked her, his voice a little muffled through the black clothes, "How many times have you appeared in my dreams?"

Jitang thought about it and decided to tell the truth.

"From the beginning."

After the night was over, the boat suddenly looked up.

Just look at it, she knew it would be like this.

Su Jinzhou looked at her in shock. "When was it the beginning...?"

Ji Tang really didn't want to scare him again, so she turned her eyes away and touched her nose, "I forgot."

Su Jinzhou: “…” Does this look like he’s forgotten?

Ji Tang saw that Su Jinzhou didn't say anything and just stared at her blankly. She couldn't help but say, "When I just woke up."

When I just woke up...

Su Jinzhou's mind raced, his face turning red and white, "It's just me...you..."

Ji Tang: "Well, you pushed me to the edge of the bed!"

Su Jinzhou covered Jitang's mouth tightly, preventing her from speaking any more.

He was almost shaking like a leaf in the wind.

Because he was too nervous, his movements were hurried. He pushed Jitang back and sat down, and he also changed from sitting to kneeling.

Jitang fell to the ground, but laughed.

Su Jinzhou immediately felt the curve of a smile on the corner of her mouth in the palm of his hand.

His fingers couldn't help but shrink, and then he realized what he had done and pulled his hand away as if escaping.

Ji Tang was able to speak, and reminded him with a smile, "Brother, you won't be shy as long as you don't want to."

What else could Su Jinzhou say? He just wanted to escape immediately.

When the vendor nearby saw the two of them separate, he called out, "Do you two have some free time? Come take a look and see if there's anything you like."

When Jitang heard the sound, he looked over there and saw the mandarin duck pillow.

Su Jinzhou's face was so red that it was about to smoke. He got up in a hurry and went to pull Jitang again.

Jitang was pulled up by him and still had the leisure to ask the vendor, "How much?"

The vendor was delighted: "Seeing that you two have such a deep bond, I'll give you a discount. Just fifteen low-grade spirit stones!"

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When the two returned to the inn, Gu Yan came out to greet them and called out softly, "Brother, Sister, where have you been?"

Jitang: "Let's go shopping."

In the end, I didn't find any tortoise shells and only looked at one stall.

Gu Yan saw that she had nothing in her hands and asked, "Didn't you buy anything?"

Jitang smiled and gestured behind him.

Gu Yan leaned over to look back and saw his senior brother holding a double mandarin duck pillow in his arms, following closely with his head down.

Gu Yan couldn't help but take a few more glances at the mandarin duck pillow. The dark green mandarin duck pillow was embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The mandarin ducks were embracing each other, and the intimacy between them was self-evident.

"Thank goodness..." Gu Yan whispered, "Thank goodness Brother changed his clothes, otherwise everyone would have come to watch the Ten-Year Competition before it even started."

He moved closer to Jitang, "Senior Sister, what's going on?"

Ji Tang: "Brother, the pillow in the room is not comfortable. Change it."

Gu Yan was stunned. "The pillow in Room 2 is uncomfortable? I think..." He met Su Jinzhou's eyes, which were sharp and lethal like a knife cutting flesh. He changed the subject abruptly, "I think so too!"

Ji Tang almost laughed out loud, but to save face for the person behind her, she suppressed her laughter and said, "I think the pillow that Senior Brother picked is very good. I forgot to buy an extra one. Go buy me another one, and make sure it's exactly the same."

Gu Yan nodded, and subconsciously glanced at Su Jinzhou, and saw that his senior brother, who was as sacred and unattainable as a mountain cedar and the bright moon, was blushing, and his bottomless eyes were trembling rapidly, and even his drooping eyelashes could not hide them.

Gu Yan nodded quickly, "I'll go right away." He ran out and took the opportunity when Ji Tang turned around to go upstairs to whisper something to Su Jinzhou.

Su Jinzhou's face suddenly turned cold.

Gu Yan hesitated, "Brother, sister is back now, what happened in the past..."

Su Jinzhou said, "She is back, but the accounts that need to be settled still need to be settled."

Gu Yan shuddered and lowered his eyes. "Then I'll go buy a mandarin duck pillow for Senior Sister. Senior Brother, which stall did you buy it from?"

Su Jinzhou glanced at him and he was so scared that he ran away immediately.

That night, Jitang slept on the newly bought mandarin duck pillow. To be honest, compared with the pillow prepared in Room No. 1, it was really not up to par.

Jitang smiled and patted the pillow, then rested his head on it.

Three days later, the ten-year competition officially kicked off.

Just like when he came, Su Xuanzong was escorted into the competition venue.

The venue was built on a huge circular plaza, with a viewing platform that circled the venue and was more than 200 stories high, enough to accommodate more than 100,000 people to watch the competition.

As soon as Su Xuanzong's team entered the competition arena, cheers rang out, instantly scaring away the birds that had landed on the top. For a moment, the round sky was filled with black shadows passing by.

Su Xuanzong was arranged in the best position on the 30th floor, where he could see the competition field. The floor was just opposite the first layer of spell images, and he could also see the figures of the disciples participating in the sword-riding competition by looking up.

As Immortal Master Bian Jing walked along the stands, the monks stood up and saluted him.

He sat in the first row on the 30th floor, with Ji Tang and Gu Yan sitting on either side.

As Ji Tang sat down, she heard whispers nearby. The voices were quiet, but she had always had the habit of channeling her spiritual energy, always paying attention to any disturbances around her. Therefore, those whispers, carried by her spiritual energy, were as clear as if they were right next to her ears.

"The one sitting to Immortal Venerable Bian Jing's right is the great Gu Yan. He and Immortal Venerable are both disciples of Master Wu Shu, so they have a very close relationship. However, the one on his left..."

"I've never seen him before. I can't tell what level of cultivation that powerful being has."

Another old voice said, "Peak of the Spiritual Severing Stage."

After a moment of exclamation, someone else said, "His cultivation is high, but he shouldn't be sitting next to the Immortal Venerable?"

"Look carefully, she is sitting on the left hand side of the Immortal Lord!"

“This…this is really…”

Ji Tang smiled and said, "This is really curious, isn't it? Senior Brother, how outrageous do you think they will guess after all this guessing?"

The arrangement of the seats left enough space, but Immortal Master Bian Jing ignored the gazes of others, moved his finger slightly, and moved the chair next to Ji Tang, and then the two of them put their arms together.

Jitang nudged him with his elbow.

Su Jinzhou's expression remained unchanged, but only Ji Tang could feel that the arm she touched trembled slightly.

Su Jinzhou: "That's fine, let them guess."

Ji Tang's fingers were restless. She hid her hand under Su Jinzhou's black sleeve and reached into the cuff with the help of the wide sleeve.

He raised his index finger slightly and tapped Su Jinzhou's hand on the armrest.

Naturally, her little actions did not escape Su Jinzhou's attention.

Ji Tang leaned forward, almost facing Su Jinzhou. She hid one hand in her sleeve and supported herself on the armrest with the other. The two were very close. Ji Tang whispered, "Brother, we are both not young anymore. It's not too much to hold hands, right?"

Su Jinzhou: "..."

Before the two of them said it out loud, Su Jinzhou racked his brains to make Ji Tang realize it. Now that Ji Tang has realized it and the two of them have said it out loud, the situation has reversed and Ji Tang has become the one taking the initiative. Instead, he is cautious and dares not move.

As he thought of this, his fingertips felt warm, and Ji Tang had already gently hooked his fingers.

Su Jinzhou's fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Ji Tang was very happy. Her senior brother Mingyue Qingfeng was really going too far by being so intimate in public, hiding his affection behind his sleeves.

She was about to pull her hand back when she was suddenly grabbed.

The force was so great that she almost fell into Su Jinzhou's arms.

Ji Tang's spiritual power immediately fell between the two of them, holding Ji Tang steady so that he wouldn't actually make any gesture like throwing himself into someone's arms in front of everyone.

In the sleeves, the two hands were held together. Su Jinzhou took action first, separating Ji Tang's fingers and interlocking them.

Ji Tang's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously clenched his hands, which resulted in him holding Su Jinzhou even tighter.

She heard Su Jinzhou's low laugh, her face flushed, and she leaned back in her chair, no longer looking at him.

Su Jinzhou: "Do you still remember Gu Yan's childhood?"

When Gu Yan heard him being talked about, he came over with a smile.

Jitang didn't know why he asked that, but he still answered, "I've always had a good memory."

Su Jinzhou said, "Then you should remember that when Gu Yan was little, he always liked to find ways to get close to us, but when we really wanted to talk to him, he would run away with a red face."

Gu Yan was embarrassed. "I'm already a grown-up, why are you still saying these things, Senior Brother?"

Su Jinzhou ignored him and waved his hands in his sleeves. "You're just like him. You tried your best when you came over, but when I really had to respond, you felt embarrassed again."

Jitang turned his eyes away and coughed.

Gu Yan's gaze finally realized what was happening and fell to the dark sleeves, then he looked at the dark sleeves that covered most of his senior sister's sleeves.

“…”

He laughed dryly twice and stepped back.

What are you talking about him? This is clearly a little hobby of the seniors, he is just an "example".

Gu Yan thought so, but still couldn't help but take a peek.

When did the senior brothers and sisters get together? He was curious, but he didn't dare to ask.

Ji Tang changed the subject, "How does the Ten-Year Competition work?"

The topic changed abruptly, and Su Jinzhou did not expose the truth. He smiled and leaned back, revealing Gu Yan who was peeking at him.

Gu Yan suddenly came back to his senses and called the young cultivator behind him, "This is my disciple Xue Ningqi."

Xue Ningqi was flattered. It was the first time he was so close to Immortal Venerable Bian Jing. His eyes sparkled and he couldn't wait to tell him everything he knew. "Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, the Great One, and Master, there are a total of 5,000 cultivators participating in the Ten-Year Competition. First, there will be a preliminaries. Every hundred people will compete in the preliminaries. The top ten will advance to the preliminary round. Then, every fifty people will compete in the preliminary round. The top five will advance to the semi-finals. The semi-finals will be held every ten people. The first place winner will advance to the finals. After that, we'll draw lots to determine the order of the competition."

Ji Tang smiled, "The young Taoist friend who got a bye in the finals can take a short break."

Su Jinzhou nodded and smiled.

At this time, the competition was about to begin, and a voice was heard in the field.

The other party infused his spiritual energy to amplify the sound so that everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

Gu Yan waved his hand to let the young disciple go back, and his voice was mixed in with the opening voice transmission, "It's about to begin."