Wang Yingqiu nodded and said, "Yes, he was already a level higher than us back then, and he was exceptionally talented. Over the years, his cultivation has definitely improved even further. Just now, he easily saw that my cultivation had improved a lot, but I couldn't tell his level. This shows that he is now at least in the middle of the fifth level, or even higher!"

This was the most skilled man Jing Zhe knew, aside from the other women. The fact that he also had feelings for Qing Qiu made Jing Zhe feel a deep sense of crisis.

"Since he is so powerful, Qingyun Sect should value him. Why would they allow him to establish his own sect?"

Wang Yingqiu was equally puzzled and shook her head, saying, "I don't know. I heard that he established the Qingcheng Sect a year after he went to Wuxian Pavilion. Since he left Wuxian Pavilion, he had no way of knowing anything about the affairs of the martial world. Qingqiu might know, but given her personality, she probably wouldn't want to talk about it, so I didn't ask."

"The Qingcheng Sect is quite famous in the martial arts world. Those people outside looked surprised when they heard about it. It seems that Lin Qingshan is really capable."

Wang Yingqiu covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's rare to hear you praise someone like that. But what you said is indeed true. Although the Qingcheng Sect has only been established for a few years, it has frequently appeared in martial arts affairs. And in the martial arts tournament three years ago, Lin Qingshan defeated everyone. If it weren't for that Kunlun Mirror..."

He glanced at Jing Zhe, and seeing that he didn't react, he continued, "He'll take first place. However, it's not shameful for a newly established sect to lose to Kunlun Mirror. That's why the Qingcheng Sect has gained fame in the martial arts world and is gradually becoming the fifth sect. But Lin Qingshan doesn't seem satisfied, which is why he chose to go into seclusion to cultivate. He must have something in mind for coming to the martial arts tournament again this time!"

"..."

This martial arts tournament is quite lively!

Qiu Qianqian wanted to take first place, after all, Prince Jin was eyeing the top sect from behind. In the end, he wanted Tongtianque to become the leader of the martial arts alliance so that he could command other sects to serve him.

The other three major sects, represented by Qingqiu, are probably also determined to obtain it.

Now another Lin Qingshan has appeared—according to Wang Yingqiu, Lin Qingshan's martial arts skills should be the best.

Moreover, although some people in the martial arts world say that the Qingcheng Sect is the fifth major sect, it has never been recognized by the four major sects. If the Qingcheng Sect can become the leader of the martial arts alliance, then there will be five major sects in the martial arts world.

"Oh well, never mind him, it has nothing to do with us anyway. The night is too short to waste time! Master, are you rested?"

"alright…"

Wang Yingqiu said in a sweet, coquettish voice.

Then, another commotion erupted in the room…

...

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, everyone finished their meal, checked out of their rooms, and prepared to set off.

Jing Zhe thought they were early, but when he went out, he found that apart from their horses and carriages, there was no one else in the courtyard.

However, it's understandable. If you don't travel at night and the days are short, then taking advantage of the daylight and setting off early is the best approach.

"Brother Jing, did you sleep well last night?"

"Hmm, much better. I even had a few good dreams. I slept until now!"

"..."

When it came to sweet dreams, Wang Yingqiu blushed, and Bai Lu, who was standing next to her, lowered her head. Hanhan scratched his head, because the young chieftain had clearly gotten up early in the morning, but when he got up, he found that there was no one in the young chieftain's bed!

We set off again.

Along the way, Hanhan was in charge of telling stories to Su Moyan, Jing Zhe was in charge of being affectionate with Wang Yingqiu, and Bai Lu was in charge of comforting herself.

The day passed quickly.

Today's journey was good; they arrived at the designated post station before dark. There were still eight days until the martial arts tournament, and at their current pace, they could reach Jinxi in another four or five days. Therefore, Jing Zhe and his companions were not in a hurry and planned to rest at the inn next to the post station.

As for Lin Qingshan and the others we met at the post station last night, they were mostly on horseback and left early. They probably arrived at the post station around noon and continued on their way, so there weren't many people at this inn.

The group ordered a table of food—naturally excluding Yu Haixing—and ate in the main hall.

Just as they were finishing their meal, Yu Haixing came running over excitedly with a letter in his hand: "Senior Sister, a message from the pavilion sent by carrier pigeon!"

Wang Yingqiu was about to take it when Yu Haixing withdrew his hand, looking at Jing Zhe, who was about to stick his head out, with a wary expression: "These are private letters from our department. What right do you have to look at them?"

"Holy shit..."

Jing Zhe, with his fiery temper, stood up, ready to fight, but Wang Yingqiu stopped him and shook her head.

"I've just finished eating, take a look for yourself!"

He took the letter and went upstairs.

Yu Haixing glanced at Jing Zhe with a smug look, then swaggered away as well.

This bastard is truly fearless!

He's been beaten so many times, how could he dare to do it?

Could it really be because of thick skin?

He then followed them upstairs.

That night, after Hanhan fell asleep, Jing Zhe slipped out again. This time, he didn't make a mistake and went straight into Wang Yingqiu's room.

Before he could speak, she pounced on him, and they went wild all night.

...

After a passionate encounter, Wang Yingqiu lay on Jing Zhe's chest, enjoying the warmth and tranquility all to herself.

"Owner, what's wrong?"

Jing Zhe knew that something must have been written in the letter that Yu Haixing had given him that had driven Wang Yingqiu to such a frenzy.

"I...can't go to Jinxi with you..."

After a long pause, Wang Yingqiu said softly, her words filled with disappointment and sadness.

Why?

"We'll arrive at Ruzhou Post Station by tomorrow evening, which is only about twenty miles from our Wuxian Pavilion. The disciples haven't set off yet. Master thought I had already arrived in Jinxi, so she planned for them to go to Jinxi and then meet up with me. Now that she knows I haven't arrived in Ruzhou yet, she wrote to me to return to the pavilion first, and then go to Jinxi with the Pavilion Master and the others!"

After hearing Wang Yingqiu's words, Jing Zhe narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Was it Yu Haixing who secretly wrote the letter?"

Wang Yingqiu didn't answer, but smiled and said, "Whether he says it or not, now that I'm in Ruzhou, I have to go back and visit. After all, I'm from Ruzhou! I've been away from the government office for so many years, and I'm really feeling a bit apprehensive about returning home!"

Jing Zhe gritted his teeth and said viciously, "He really hasn't had enough of being beaten yet!"

Wang Yingqiu quickly pulled him back, "You absolutely mustn't hit him again! We'll be in Ruzhou tomorrow, do you want me to go back to the pavilion and get scolded by my master?"

"All right…"

After hearing Wang Yingqiu's words, Jing Zhe could only helplessly agree.

But he was still thinking about how to teach Yu Haixing a lesson so that he would remember it.

The two whispered sweet nothings to each other for a while before falling asleep.

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