Pretending to be Love-Struck in a Male-Oriented Novel

The synopsis: Xie Jiaoyue transmigrated into the role of a love-struck cannon fodder in a male-oriented Dragon King novel. In the book, she spent her life showering the male lead with money and tak...

Chapter 176 Gongshi was not indifferent...

Chapter 176 Gongshi was not indifferent...

Gongshi was not indifferent. Gongshi Feifei was standing at Gongshi Chuo's residence, raging at the servant kneeling in front of him!

"I told you to follow her, and yet you managed to lose her in such a small place as the Buzhou Immortal Realm?"

His eyes were full of malice: "Find Gong Shichuo immediately, and don't let her run away again."

A new servant asked timidly, "Miss Yue, are you still looking for her?"

"Find Gongshi Chuo with all your might. It's alright if Gongshi Yue is lost."

Since Chu Xingjin is already engaged to Gongshi Yue and is now a member of the Gongshi clan, Gongshi Yue's existence is no longer important.

Gong Shichuo and Chu Xingjin are enough.

Gong Shichuo was eventually found and brought back.

Even with the slight clues provided by Pianxian, the group couldn't connect them with Gongshi Yue's location and could only search aimlessly. Naturally, their actions would attract the attention of the Gongshi clan, and Gongshi Chuo was brought back to the Gongshi clan as a matter of course.

She was locked up.

Her father didn't come to see her, nor did her mother. None of the servants and close friends she used to be with came. Only the servant who delivered cultivation pills every day would occasionally come to deliver a message.

"Prepare well for the final round of the competition. This time, you need to team up with others. You and Chu Xingjin will be in a team. Don't mess around anymore."

Chu Xingjin...

Gong Shichuo silently recited the name, the name of the person who cared nothing for his sister.

She couldn't help but gag as she read it aloud.

So when she failed to escape again and could only stand on the trial ground of the All-Region Competition, when Chu Xingjin extended an olive branch to her to form a team, she slapped it away without hesitation.

Her gaze was fixed ahead, her voice proud as frost and snow, yet carrying a pleading tone that blended with the essence of frost and snow: "Xie Jiaoyue, would you be willing to join hands with me?"

Chu Xingjin's wide eyes swayed between the two men. His retreating steps, after being slapped, disturbed the withered branches and leaves offered to him, making a creaking sound, just like his chaotic heart.

What's going on? Isn't this person the one who hates Xie Jiaoyue the most?

He had originally planned to teach Xie Jiaoyue a lesson in the final round, but now his plans were completely ruined.

His expression was solemn: "Gong Shichuo, don't be ridiculous."

Gong Shichuo looked up at Chu Xingjin, and saw that Chu Xingjin's face showed the same expression as his father's, an expression belonging to a superior: indifferent, calculating, and devoid of emotion.

How ridiculous! She is Gongshi Chuo, the domineering fairy known to everyone in the entire Buzhou Immortal Realm. Who has dared to give her a hard time all these years? Not even her future brother-in-law!

What is Chu Xingjin? Even if he has exceptional talent and has made rapid progress in just one year, even if he is the junior his father values ​​most, so what?

Gong Shichuo lashed out with his whip, making a crisp sound as it struck Chu Xingjin's waist unexpectedly.

"Who I choose to ally with is none of your business."

"You and my sister haven't even formed a bond yet, so what are you?"

After making those harsh words, Gong Shichuo strode towards Xie Jiaoyue and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Hurry up, agree to my request, or I'll lose face big time."

"I will do everything in my power to help you win first place. I don't even care about my own points, as long as you beat Chu Xingjin!"

She couldn't do it herself. Her cultivation level was already showing signs of being surpassed by Chu Xingjin, and there was also the difference between sword cultivators and magic cultivators. She wasn't unaware that she could no longer defeat Chu Xingjin.

They couldn't bear to see someone so heartless towards their sister get good grades.

The system in Xie Jiaoyue's mind was extremely worried: [I can't agree. The male lead's poor grades won't do you any good.]

Xie Jiaoyue knew that she usually gave up her position to the male lead, giving up small or insignificant things in exchange for system task rewards.

It's a good deal; it's just some reputation, not really worth much.

Even if the top five in the overall competition receive preferential treatment, she can try to get Chu Xingjin to be in the top four and herself to be in the top five, without having to compete with Chu Xingjin for the top spot.

But looking at Gong Shichuo's gritted teeth, thinking of the woman who was also a furnace, thinking of Qianqian, and thinking of himself who had been abandoned.

Chu Xingjin's face is so annoying.

“Okay, I promise you.” Xie Jiaoyue grasped Gong Shichuo’s hand.

The final round of the competition was very pure.

Kill the enemy.

One view holds that cultivators came into existence because of the existence of magical beasts in the world.

The lives of humans, demons, and countless other beings are threatened by magical beasts. Someone must step forward to protect the world's prosperity, which is why human cultivators and demon cultivators were born. All the myriad cultivation methods ultimately point to only one goal.

Kill monsters.

Cultivators who cannot fight against magical beasts are useless. The reason why the four Heavenly-level families are Heavenly-level is because they always rush to the forefront in every battle against magical beasts, using mountains of corpses and seas of blood to forge the best techniques, which are passed down from generation to generation, becoming an iron-solid barrier.

The initial procedures for each edition of the All-Region Competition may vary, but in the end they all come together in one group: two people are placed in a place where demonic energy is leaking and demonic beasts are rampant, and the competition is to see who can kill the most.

The team members share the points for each monster equally, but the person who kills it receives extra points, making it both a cooperative and competitive game.

Of course, the All-Area Competition isn't about sending people to their deaths; these are all future top-tier combatants, and we can't just sacrifice them casually.

The four top-tier aristocratic families suffered heavy losses and made ample preparations.

Each person had enough healing medicine, Qi-restoring pills, teleportation talismans, etc. in their Qiankun ring, and they also wore a separate bracelet on their wrist. If the bracelet broke, a high-level cultivator would immediately come to pick them up.

Those were distributed to the disciples by the elders of the Baili family, a prominent merchant clan. When they were given them, the elders held them tightly, looking as reluctant as if they were treating their first love.

Once everything was ready, a celestial ship packed everyone up and transported them to the heavily guarded front line.

Here, every second is filled with the blood and flesh of battle. Even on the outermost edge where the disciples are, there is an inescapable stench of blood in the air, like a thick blood mist that permeates the air and cannot be dispelled even a little bit by any gentle breeze.

It torments people's senses.

Xie Jiaoyue's expression was still acceptable; this wasn't her first time fighting magical beasts. However, some of her disciples couldn't help but start gagging.

Gong Shichuo's face was slightly pale, but he remained relatively calm, though his hand involuntarily gripped Xie Jiaoyue's sleeve.

Xie Jiaoyue's gaze fell on Gong Shichuo's hands.

Gong Shichuo seemed to have forgotten that she was a proud young lady, and brazenly gripped the handle even tighter: "You wouldn't believe it, but I'm actually not that brave."

She has to live well, she has to live until she finds her sister.

Xie Jiaoyue removed Gong Shichuo's hand: "You've wrinkled my clothes."

This set is quite expensive.

Gong Shichuo shook hands with him again: "I'll give you three more sets."

"Okay, feel free to shake my hand."

How come she never noticed before that Gongshichuo was such a generous and virtuous woman?

As soon as the starting gun fired, everyone, whether they were gagging or their legs were trembling, rushed out in all directions.

No matter how scared they are, they are still people carrying the hopes of their families. Grades and grades are like a carrot, always hanging in front of them, guiding them to overcome everything and keep moving forward.

Xie Jiaoyue and Gong Shichuo exchanged a glance and tacitly chose the direction with the densest demonic energy, heading deeper into the Demon Beast Forest.

As Xie Jiaoyue walked, she pondered how this setting, where demons and monsters were all in the forest, could be consistent across different worldviews. Wouldn't a savanna be better? It's spacious and easy to find things.

Unfortunately, reality was still a lush forest, not a grassland where monsters had nowhere to hide. The naked eye could no longer distinguish the monsters hiding in the shadows. Xie Jiaoyue and Gong Shichuo immediately released their spiritual senses to investigate any sentient beings around them.

Soon, they had to withdraw their spiritual consciousness.

The dark aura, along with the spiritual senses they had just released, meandered and eroded them. Even though they withdrew their spiritual senses immediately, a small clump of spiritual senses still lingered in their dantian, revealing a grayish-white color that sent chills down one's spine at first glance.

Once spiritual consciousness is damaged, it is not easy to repair. Xie Jiaoyue tried to expel the dark aura, but found that not only was it useless, but the dark aura was also showing a tendency to intensify. She decisively cut off part of her spiritual consciousness, and her usually rosy complexion suddenly turned pale.

Gong Shichuo reacted slightly slower than Xie Jiaoyue, and also had to suffer more severe damage to his spiritual consciousness.

Gong Shichuo said weakly, "What happened? Although I haven't had much experience, this isn't my first time encountering magical beasts. In the past, when I fought magical beasts, the demonic energy wasn't this powerful."

Xie Jiaoyue still held the spiritual consciousness that she had separated in her hand. Logically speaking, the spiritual consciousness should have dissipated immediately after being separated, but now that ball of spiritual consciousness was constantly expanding and contracting, as if it had an independent consciousness.

A consciousness that wants to erode its surroundings.

Xie Jiaoyue said, "Use fire magic to burn it."

With a flick of her wrist, Gong Shichuo conjured a ball of fire in her palm. The scorching flames licked at the two balls of spiritual consciousness for a long time, but to no avail. She was forced to switch to a bright red flame, which finally burned both balls of spiritual consciousness away.

Gong Shichuo turned his face slightly away, his tone awkward: "When the little phoenix was reborn, I secretly saved a bunch of them."

That's the Phoenix Flame! Who could withstand it?

That's good, at least it means that the little phoenix, who is fighting somewhere, won't get into trouble.

The two of them divided the Phoenix True Fire into two balls and evenly covered Zhou Shen. They then covered the outside with a thin film of water to isolate the demonic energy and avoid damaging the surrounding flowers and plants.

Environmental protection goals have been achieved today.

Layer upon layer of fire and water. At first, the two were somewhat hesitant to fight the monsters and their cooperation with the other seemed constrained. After an hour, they gradually got used to it and began to climb the leaderboard.

After they relaxed a little, a turn in the road revealed a magical beast that was at least at the Nascent Soul stage, which suddenly appeared before them.

A thick, dark aura, almost consuming all light, swirled around the demonic beast, making it nearly impossible to discern its appearance. Only through gaps in the flowing aura could one make out faint details.

Countless black eyes and blood-red maws filled the monster's body, twisting and tangling illogically, uttering incomprehensible murmurs. Every pair of eyes was fixed on the two figures, and every mouth dripped suspicious liquid, drooling with desire.