Chapter 209 A Young Lady from a Powerful Clan VS A Humble Remnant Slave 11

Academic peak.

Taking advantage of Lin Sheng's absence, Jiang Zhiyi found a place to hide and slack off.

Although she was not strong enough to participate in the sect competition, this made Lin Sheng notice her stagnant cultivation level.

He was very dissatisfied with her laxity and had been keeping a close eye on her cultivation these past few days.

"I'm so tired." Jiang Zhiyi lay there resting, looking aggrieved.

“In the recent rounds of competition, we’ve only won three matches in total. We’ve been thoroughly outmatched by the disciples of the Longevity Sect. No wonder Senior Brother Lin is unhappy.” Jiang Qi fed her fruit from the side.

"Rest a little longer and then go practice your sword. He should be back soon, and if he sees you're not here..."

"I don't want to eat anymore." Jiang Zhiyi turned her head away, frowned, and slapped his hand away. "I'm going to plead with Senior Brother Lin. If I keep practicing, my hand will break."

Jiang Zhiyi mustered her courage and prepared to go find Lin Sheng, but she stopped after taking a few steps. "Forget it, I'd better just hide. He definitely won't agree to go to him now."

Jiang Zhiyi immediately ran away, disappearing as fast as she could. Jiang Qi naturally followed her, going wherever she went.

On the way back.

Jiang Zhiyi realized, "No, if I go back to the palace now, Senior Brother Lin will definitely catch me and take me back. Let's go somewhere else."

She turned and went to Jiang Qi's dilapidated little house.

She hadn't had enough of him last time, so she decided to take this opportunity to make a good laugh at him.

"Why do you always pick up the junk I don't want? Didn't you make a lot of money selling pills and sword manuals?" Jiang Zhiyi asked.

Jiang Qi paused, feeling somewhat uneasy.

He remembered that Feng Qin had been coming to see her frequently these past few days, each time bringing some rare and precious treasures.

He had nothing; his home was bare.

"Have you become mute?" Jiang Zhiyi turned to look at him when he didn't answer her question.

Jiang Qi pursed her lips and said, "I have no money."

"Then you really are a waste." Jiang Zhiyi continued to rummage through his room. The layout here had changed a lot compared to when she last saw it.

Jiang Qi didn't say anything, but secretly hid some particularly broken things in the room.

Jiang Zhiyi noticed a thick pile of books on the floor in the corner. She went over and looked at them; they were all related to cultivation: pills, sword techniques, formations…

The table next to it, with a missing corner, was also covered with books, and a small box was placed on the very edge.

"What is this? I want to see." Jiang Zhiyi picked up the small box, but it was under a spell and she couldn't open it.

Jiang Qi hesitated for a moment, then opened it anyway.

Jiang Zhiyi saw that there were quite a few spirit stones inside, as well as some loose silver and a few silver notes.

This must be the box he used to store his money, but... why is there only so little inside?

He's so poor.

Jiang Qi just stood by and watched the disgusted look on her face.

“These are all mine now.” Jiang Zhiyi took all the money out of the box and put it into her pocket.

"What are you looking at? You took so many things from me, what's wrong with me asking for a little something in return? Aren't you happy?"

Jiang Qi shook his head, "I'm not upset... You can have it all."

Jiang Zhiyi picked and chose again, taking away everything of slightly value, and occasionally making sarcastic remarks to him.

"What is this?" Jiang Zhiyi took out the book that was at the bottom.

She flipped through it casually; the pages were yellowed and badly damaged, and it looked like it had been there for many years.

"This is an illusion technique that can hypnotize, bewitch the mind, and trap people in a specific illusion."

"Can you do it?" Jiang Zhiyi asked him.

Jiang Qi nodded, "I know a little bit."

Jiang Zhiyi glanced at him several times. Although he was very poor, he was indeed quite skilled in cultivation, and knew almost everything.

"Would you like to give it a try? What do you want to see or get? This illusion technique can allow you to briefly achieve it in a dream world," Jiang Qi said.

She was genuinely curious. "Then I want to become the most powerful cultivator, ascend to the Heavenly Gate, and attain immortality."

“Sure.” He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Spiritual energy surged, and the spell began to take effect.

Jiang Zhiyi felt warm all over her body.

She focused her attention on the pale blue sphere formed from spiritual energy in front of her.

Her breathing slowed down considerably...

Gradually, she seemed to see nothing and feel nothing.

“You like Jiang Qi,” he said.

His words echoed in my ears; he said them only once, yet it felt as if he had repeated them countless times.

"I like Jiang Qi?" Her eyes were unfocused, clearly influenced by the spell.

Jiang Qi chuckled, reached out and touched her face, then touched her bright red lips.

He squinted, his eyes unfathomable.

Soon, he leaned down and kissed her.

Jiang Zhiyi was like a docile little wooden puppet, letting him kiss her without the slightest resistance.

Jiang Zhiyi had no idea what she was doing. She felt a vague sense of dissatisfaction: Why did this bad guy bite me?

Before long, she couldn't help but retaliate against him, like a playful little fish.

...

Unlike the dim and ambiguous scene inside, the view outside was quite charming because it was midday.

Golden light illuminated the entire Floating Cloud Mountain, where a sea of ​​clouds surged. The Floating Cloud Sect, standing atop the sacred mountain, possessed an imposing and awe-inspiring presence.

No one would have imagined that at this very moment, in the cramped and dilapidated house, the young lady of the Floating Cloud Sect was kissing a lowly slave.

The two kissed so passionately that they were reluctant to part, their affection unending.

Meanwhile, at the same time, quite a commotion was taking place in the ruins of the Sunrise Palace, thousands of miles away.

The surging spiritual energy slowly overflowed, causing the earth to shake, rocks to fly, and a continuous roar.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light appeared, and a spiritual sword pierced through the mist, flying straight in a certain direction.