Chapter 114 Love-Brained Number Two...
In the void.
Upon hearing the term "Changjing Clan," Sect Leader Qingxuzi's eyes flickered slightly. Among the countless races on the continent, the only record of the Changjing Clan in the sect's records was a few lines long.
—Located in the southeast of the mainland, and its gender can change twice.
Although the sect upholds the principle of education for all and does not exclude races such as the Changjing Clan that are not on the blacklist, it is impossible for He Wenjing to have no ulterior motives in joining the Wendao Sect while concealing his identity.
Recalling the previous example of the Nightmare Clan spies colluding with foreign enemies to plot against the sect, Sect Leader Qingxuzi's heart sank. The sect seemed to be in turmoil recently, having provoked many foreigners.
Elder Kui Tu glanced at his senior brother, the sect leader. The Changjing clan lived in seclusion in a remote corner of the world, and had no intention of fighting with the world. Now that a member of their clan had infiltrated the Wendao Sect, he wondered what they wanted to do.
He Wenjing was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, which put him at a disadvantage in terms of cultivation level. Even if he wanted to do something big, he was powerless to do so. However, the problem was that he had gotten involved with Junior Brother Meng's daughter.
The Nascent Soul stage experts of the seven sects had different thoughts on this matter.
On the arena, Meng Zonghan looked at He Wenjing with extremely imposing eyes and pressed him for an answer: "Tell me, what is the purpose of your entry into the Wendao Sect and your approach to Shuangya?"
He would never allow outsiders to harm his daughter, even if the young man seemed deeply in love with her. But who knew if he was just pretending?
Setting aside personal feelings, Meng Shuangya stood beside her father and looked calmly at He Wenjing. This matter involved the clan and was no longer just her personal affair.
Thinking this, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. Even though she tried to comfort herself, the memories of their past love would not disappear all at once.
The more turbulent her mind became, the more indifferent Meng Shuangya's expression grew. She couldn't accept the possibility that she had let a wolf into her house. If it was confirmed that He Wenjing had such an intention, she would not let herself off the hook, nor would she let him off the hook.
Faced with the cold expressions of the father and daughter, especially Shuang Ya's attitude of drawing a line, He Wenjing's face paled slightly. He clenched his fist and said hoarsely, "This junior has no ill intentions towards Wendao Sect. I came here purely out of my own will and have nothing to do with the Changjing Clan."
"I lost a treasure. After searching, I found that it had fallen into the hands of Shuangya. Since I couldn't get close to her, I had no choice but to join the Wendao Sect and wait for an opportunity to get to know her so that I could retrieve the treasure."
Meng Shuangya's expression changed slightly. Even though she knew that this relationship probably originated from deception, she still felt lost and confused upon hearing this.
"Later, as we continued to get to know each other, I developed feelings for her. Fortunately, Shuangya also developed feelings for me. After she mentioned her request to marry into my family, I agreed without hesitation."
He Wenjing noticed Meng Shuangya's reaction and felt a pang of pain in his heart. He said sincerely, "You and Shuangya may not believe it, but I still have to say it. My love for Shuangya has nothing to do with the treasure. I simply like her as a person."
A hint of confusion appeared in Meng Shuangya's eyes; she couldn't quite tell the difference between truth and falsehood.
In the past, she would have immediately chosen to believe him, but after being deceived once, her open heart began to close again.
Meng Zonghan didn't say whether he trusted her or not; his daughter's answer was the key. He patted Meng Shuangya's shoulder and comforted her at the right time, saying, "Shuangya, do as you please."
He Wenjing wouldn't dare lie. With Yuqing around, he would definitely face punishment if he told a lie.
Lou Yuqing, unaware of the high expectations placed upon her, was browsing through the gossip forum.
He Wenjing is right; his love for Meng Shuangya is genuine and untainted.
Upon hearing this, Meng Shuangya's eyes cleared, and she realized that her judgment of people wasn't that bad, so she gave He Wenjing a chance: "What treasure are you talking about? I don't remember taking anything I shouldn't have."
He Wenjing gestured cautiously: "It is a bead, about the size of a fingertip, called the Moon-Sealing Bead. It can absorb the power of the moon to aid in cultivation."
Meng Zonghan noticed a change in He Wenjing's expression. The power of moonlight was extremely beneficial to improving one's cultivation level, so the pearl he mentioned was definitely not an ordinary treasure.
Meng Shuangya realized this as well, and her eyebrows furrowed: "I don't have a single treasure on me that is in the shape of a bead."
Everyone believed this without question; as the daughter of a Nascent Soul cultivator, she had no reason to covet such a small benefit.
Meng Shuangya countered, "You came here to find the pearl, why have I never heard you mention it before?"
When their relationship was just getting closer, if He Wenjing mentioned the treasure, she would tell him the answer even though she was unhappy.
The reality is that He Wenjing doesn't mention it at all, and their entanglement is getting deeper and deeper. At this point, if He Wenjing tries to say anything, people will only think that he is deceiving others' feelings for the sake of the treasure.
He Wenjing gave a wry smile, unsure how to explain.
Just then, Lou Yuqing's inner voice rang out again.
[Because He Wenjing discovered that you had swallowed the treasure, and also because he had feelings for you, the matter was dropped.]
To be honest, He Wenjing could be considered a love-obsessed person.
When a member of the Changjing clan awakens their spiritual essence, a companion spirit object appears. The Sealed Moon Pearl is one such companion spirit object, considered a superior one among all spirit objects, possessing unparalleled nourishing effects on the original body.
His cultivation speed decreased after he lost the Moon-Sealing Pearl.
He originally had the opportunity to retrieve the companion spirit, but he fell in love with you and willingly helped you refine the power of the pearl, even agreeing to become your son-in-law in order to ensure a lasting love.
Lou Yuqing shook her head as she spoke.
Meng Shuangya was stunned, her mind went completely blank.
He swallowed his companion spirit object, and when the other man came looking for him, not only did he not ask for the Sealed Moon Pearl back, but he also personally helped him absorb the pearl's power?!
Shi Xiuxiu's eyes widened. She had originally thought that He Wenjing and Qi Luofeng were the same kind of people, but seeing this unexpected turn of events, she thought to herself: There really is a big difference between people.
Shen Lijun suddenly felt a burning gaze behind him. He turned around and saw Si Nidie with a mocking expression that said, "You and He Wenjing are the same kind of people." He was speechless.
Not to mention the disciples in the square, even the big shots in the sky were shocked by these words.
Sect Leader Qingxu and Elder Kuitu exchanged a glance, both seeing a strange look on each other's faces. They had been speculating about a conspiracy, but it turned out to be a story about a lovestruck person.
While searching for treasure, they ended up losing the treasure and getting themselves into trouble.
On the other hand, Meng Zonghan had a different feeling than them. He felt that He Wenjing was more pleasing to the eye. This kid had some of his style back then. Shuangya's mother was won over by him in this way.
He Wenjing noticed Meng Zonghan's emotional change. As he was in the abyss, he seemed to see a glimmer of light. He immediately looked at Shuangya and saw that her expression had softened. His broken heart gradually began to piece itself back together.
"Shuangya, you don't blame me?" he asked cautiously.
Meng Shuangya's eyes were filled with complex emotions: "What's it to blame you for?"
"Is it my fault for approaching you for the treasure?" He Wenjing asked tentatively. He knew about the human race's concept of love, the first principle of which was not to deceive. He had made a fatal mistake from the very beginning.
This made him tremble with fear, afraid to tell the truth, lest he be abandoned by her.
Meng Shuangya: "..."
All things considered, it seems she didn't lose out at all.
This made it impossible for her to maintain her anger, and after such a distraction, even if she wanted to be angry again, it would be difficult for her to get angry.
"Then tell me what you did, and I'll hear if it's worth my forgiveness." Meng Shuangya took a few steps forward, her gaze falling on He Wenjing's eyes.
Their eyes met, and He Wenjing suddenly tensed up: "I...I deliberately approached you for the sake of the precious pearl, and without your consent, I converted the pearl's power into your cultivation. My crime is heinous and unforgivable..."
Is this even human language? Everyone's about to cry.
Everyone: "..." Waaah.
They would love for someone to treat them like that.
Meng Shuangya recalled her unusual breakthrough some time ago and had an idea in her mind: it must be the power of the Moon Sealing Pearl.
She looked at the bewildered He Wenjing and sighed, "I don't need you to do that. Take back the power of the pearl."
The question she was asking has already been answered.
—He Wenjing truly loved her.
But she didn't know if she still loved him. The thoughts of same-sex and opposite-sex relationships kept swirling in her mind, leaving her in a state of utter confusion.
He Wenjing keenly sensed her struggle, his heart tightened, and he shook his head, saying, "You can't take it back; it has already become part of your power."
What he didn't tell Meng Shuangya was that the clan actually had a secret method to separate it, since the companion spirit was connected to the body's aura. However, the one whose spirit was separated would suffer immense pain, ranging from a decline in cultivation level to damage to the foundation.
Lou Yuqing clicked her tongue.
[A genius letter]
Meng Shuangya's eyes flickered. She didn't know anything about the companion spirits of the Changjing tribe, so she believed He Wenjing when he said it. Now, this mysterious female voice was telling her: no.
"How did I swallow that precious pearl?" Meng Shuangya couldn't find any relevant memories.
He Wenjing was unaware that he had come to Wendao Sect by following the senses of the companion spirit, and he was not aware of the specific details of where the treasure had been scattered.
Oh, I know!
[When He Wenjing went out to train, he was severely injured by a demon beast and fell into a coma for several days. In the process, he accidentally lost the Moon-Sealing Pearl.]
The demon beast was also severely injured. Seeing the bead shining brightly, it thought it was a valuable item and swallowed it. Then, it was unlucky enough to encounter the demon hunter.
The demon hunters took its life and sold it to a restaurant in the city. Coincidentally, Meng Shuangya was dining at the restaurant the other day, and the precious pearl was transferred into her stomach along with the demon meat.
Everyone: "..." That's outrageous.
Meng Shuangya remembered that she was in a bad mood that day and wanted to binge eat. She ate large mouthfuls of meat and swallowed it without chewing it much.
She was amazed at her own slowness in not realizing she had swallowed a foreign object.
"How big is the pearl?" she asked.
He Wenjing said, "The size of a grain of rice."
Everyone: No wonder.
"Wenjing, come with me." Meng Shuangya jumped off the stage. "Let's have a good talk."
He Wenjing subconsciously followed, calculating in his mind how much of a chance he still had to win her back. The good news was that Shuangya was not currently resistant to him.
Watching the two figures leave, the crowd cried out, "Don't go! We haven't seen enough!"
Meng Zonghan snorted coldly, intimidating the restless crowd in the square. Then, his figure disappeared into thin air, and no one knew that he had secretly followed them.
He had to be involved in his daughter's marriage, a matter of life and death.
He acknowledged He Wenjing's feelings for his daughter, but he felt that the boy's views were a bit strange and that he and his daughter were not on the same wavelength. Perhaps this was a drawback of different races.
Speaking of this, is there any problem with intermarriage between the Human race and the Changjing race?
Ling Yunxiao was also pondering these questions, but to no avail. He quickly put them out of his mind, since he and Yuqing were both human and their experiences were not relevant to his case.
His gaze fell on the girl out of the corner of his eye, a look of contentment on his face. Whenever he could see her, his heart seemed to beat unusually fast.
Love-struck... Yuqing seems to highly recommend it.
Several thoughts raced through Ling Yunxiao's mind as he meticulously listed all his possessions. In the end, he helplessly realized the truth: he was too poor.
Even if he gave her everything he had, it probably wouldn't compare to his master, the Purple Cloud Immortal Venerable. Compared to her, his possessions were simply insignificant.
However, Ling Yunxiao's eyes immediately hardened. Giving up was impossible. The only way was to strive for improvement, work hard to enhance his cultivation, and accumulate more wealth so that he would have the resources to indulge in romance.
Lou Yuqing was completely unaware of the thoughts in the mind of the young man beside her.
She shut down the system and looked at the scene of the battle on the arena.
At the same time, a line of text quietly scrolled across the system panel—This big juicy gossip has been delivered. The number of people who enjoyed it is 1,566: Meng Zonghan, Meng Shuangya, He Wenjing…
In the second match of the Golden Core Division Arena, Song Li of the Wendao Sect faced off against a disciple of the Bailing Sect.
As soon as the referee shouted "start," the two men started fighting at the same time.
With a wave of her hand, Song Li sent out a fire dragon burning with red flames. Upon closer inspection, a black line could be seen flowing around the center of the fire dragon like smoke.
Lady Hongyan smiled slightly, her disciple was becoming more and more adept at using the fire poison body.
That black line was no ordinary thing; it was the essence of fire poison. Once it came into contact with a cultivator's skin, if the limbs were not severed in time, it would quickly spread throughout the body, causing death from poisoning.
The disciples of Bailing Sect clearly knew the importance of their actions. Seeing that their spells were not as powerful as Song Li's, they immediately withdrew the spells they were casting and took out defensive shields from their storage bags.
With a flick of his finger, the shield shone brightly, then grew to three zhang in size amidst the wind, blocking the fire dragon's path.
With a deafening roar, the two collided, producing a thunderous sound. A burst of red light and a burst of white light suddenly erupted on the arena, the aftershocks sweeping across a radius of over four hundred feet, almost reaching the audience area.
The disciples were so frightened that they retreated one after another. Once they regained their footing, they eagerly watched the outcome of the duel.
Song Liyou stood upright with a calm expression, her hands deftly forming hand seals, as if preparing some kind of large-scale spell.
In contrast, the disciples of Bailing Sect had their shields deformed by the fire dragon, as if they would collapse under another blow. Their foreheads were covered in sweat, and they were struggling to resist.
Upon seeing this, Sect Leader Qingxuzi was almost certain of the outcome of the contest.
As expected, after a few rounds, the Bailing Sect disciple was sent flying off the stage, defeated by Song Li, and cheers immediately erupted.
Lou Yuqing glanced at the Bailingmen disciples, who were disheveled and charred in many places, and thought to herself that this fire poison was truly domineering, with a destructive power more than ten times greater than that of ordinary fire spells.
Despite winning the competition, Song Li showed no arrogance. Bathed in the gazes of the crowd, she calmly walked to the winner's area.
Meanwhile, the second match of the Foundation Establishment arena also came to a conclusion, with the Su Yin Sect disciples defeating the Haotian Palace disciples.
Lou Yuqing, as the last disciple to take the stage, had a great time watching the competitions of everyone before her. It has to be said that everyone had some skills; their proficiency in magic was either at a high level or at a perfect level, and their use of magical artifacts was as natural as their own.
As the day drew to a close, it was finally Lou Yuqing's turn to take the stage.
Her opponent was Yan Zice, a disciple of the Yunxiao Sect and a genius swordsman who was on par with Qi Qingxiong and was also the savior whom Kong Qianyun had mistakenly recognized.
Please advise.
Yan Zice, sword in hand and fists clasped, spoke according to standard procedure.
The next moment, after hearing Lou Yuqing's "Please give me your guidance," he was shocked and looked at the woman in astonishment. The voice was exactly the same as that of the mysterious woman.
He had spoken with Kong Qianyun backstage and learned that she only knew he had saved her because of the voice in her heart, which made her wary of the owner of the voice.
Now, this person has suddenly appeared in front of him and become his opponent, which has raised his vigilance to the extreme.
Possessing such extraordinary abilities to predict the past and glimpse the future, her skills are definitely not to be underestimated.
Lou Yuqing looked at Yan Zice, puzzled. She could feel that his nerves were on edge. Did he think he was an invincible opponent?
Thinking of this, Lou Yuqing's confidence increased greatly.
She didn't notice that after she spoke, the atmosphere in the square suddenly became strange. Everyone's eyes turned to the girl, intentionally or unintentionally. They found her!
The referee gave the order: "Begin!"
Lou Yuqing activated the Ten Thousand Thunder Body Technique, causing electric arcs to wrap around her body.
Then, he formed hand seals, and crackling sounds rang out as countless arcs of electricity combined to form a thick bolt of lightning, its purple flashes exuding an unmistakable threat.
boom!
The lightning flashed and disappeared in an instant, heading straight for Yan Zi Ce.
Lou Yuqing had not stopped after casting the Thunder Technique. She pulled out the jade hairpin, a magical artifact from her hair, and activated it instantly with the infusion of spiritual power.
The hairpin emitted a green light, spun around, and hovered in front of her.
The reason for choosing this magical artifact is that the Biyun hairpin has the ability to absorb attacks. Yan Zice is a sword cultivator with sharp sword energy. If she doesn't cast her spell in time, it's hard to say what will happen if she gets scratched by the sword energy.
After taking precautions, she finally had time to look at Yan Zice, and what she saw immediately stunned her.
A bolt of lightning, crackling with electricity, struck his face. He froze for a moment, as if only then realizing what was happening, and hurriedly raised his sword to block it.
But it was too late. The crackling sound of electricity rang out, and the current immediately spread throughout his body along his natal sword, followed by a numbing sensation.
Yan Zice knew he was in trouble. He was startled by Lou Yuqing's voice and forgot to make a move immediately, thus losing the initiative.
The disciples of the Yunxiao Sect gasped in shock at what they saw; their senior brother Yan had actually made such a basic mistake.
Seeing his formidable opponent perform so poorly, Qi Qingxiong had no intention of kicking him while he was down. Instead, his eyebrows furrowed in worry.
They were fellow disciples, so he naturally hoped Yan Zice would win. In the previous competitions, apart from him and a certain disciple, no other disciple from the Foundation Establishment region had won.
If Yan Zice wins, it will not only boost the prestige of the Yunxiao Sect, but also suppress the Wendao Sect's momentum. However, it seems unlikely now.
In the void, the Cloud Sect elder's expression changed slightly. With an unfavorable start, the opponent would certainly not let this opportunity pass. He wondered if Yan Zi Ce could turn the tide.
Just as they expected, Lou Yuqing was overjoyed to see Yan Zice paralyzed by the lightning. Her spiritual power surged forth and, under her precise control, was transformed into lightning power.
"go!"
A purple light flashed, and the power of lightning gathered in mid-air to form a net that suddenly enveloped Yan Zi Ce, its momentum astonishing, covering one-tenth of the area.
Normally, Yan Zice would have several ways to break this spell, but in reality, he could only watch helplessly as the lightning net rushed towards him, unable to move his body at all.
Kong Qianyun broke out in a cold sweat; was her benefactor about to lose?
In the blink of an eye, just as the lightning net was about to block all of Yan Zi Ce's paths, Yan Zi Ce broke free from his paralysis, retreated rapidly on his sword, and narrowly escaped the edge of the lightning net.
With a crackling sound, the lightning net struck the arena floor, splitting into countless arcs of electricity that crisscrossed the surface, turning the earth into a sea of lightning.
Yan Zice was slightly alarmed. He had almost ended up in the middle of the sea of lightning. If he had tried to escape then, it would have been incredibly difficult. The intense numbness would have been unbearable.
Thinking of this, he calmed down, his sword intent gradually condensing. The spirit sword in his hand hummed, brimming with fighting spirit, and the bright blade reflected his calm eyes.
Lou Yuqing was not discouraged by her failed attack. Enveloped in arcs of electricity, she disappeared from her spot and reappeared in mid-air, standing opposite Yan Zice.
As everyone knows, the side that controls the air has an advantage, and she couldn't let Yan Zi Ce benefit from this advantage for nothing.
Thus, with their tacit understanding, the battlefield shifted from the ground to the air.
"Crack!" "Clang!"
The roar of electric arcs and the sound of a spirit sword being drawn rang out simultaneously.
In a short period of time, Lou Yuqing and Yan Zice exchanged more than a dozen blows. All the onlookers could see was a purple light and a green light shuttling back and forth, sometimes in the upper left and sometimes in the upper right. The sounds of fighting were incessant and extremely intense.
"Who do you think will win?" Qi Qingxiong asked Ling Yunxiao.
Then he saw Ling Yunxiao looking at him with a surprised expression, as if to say, "You can't even see such a simple result."
Qi Qingxiong: "...Fellow Daoist Ling?"
Ling Yunxiao chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Qi should improve his judgment. Who else could be the winner but Yu Qing?"
He clearly didn't take Yan Zice seriously when he spoke.
Qi Qingxiong's lips twitched. He had a vague feeling that the other party didn't consider him a worthy opponent either.
He had witnessed Ling Yunxiao's combat skills. Ling Yunxiao was ruthless and experienced, always hitting the mark. He could quickly discern his opponent's weaknesses during a fight and then deliver a fatal blow. He was a seasoned veteran who had been through countless battles and was even more terrifying than during the small world trials.
Objectively speaking, if he were to face Ling Yunxiao, his odds of winning would be 40/60, with 40% for him and 60% for Ling Yunxiao.
Therefore, Ling Yunxiao's judgment is beyond doubt, and the outcome of Yan Zice's competition is uncertain.
Just then, Ling Yunxiao said, "They're here."
Qi Qingxiong snapped out of his daze and looked up at the arena.
Yan Zice was in very bad condition, even worse than the Bailingmen disciple who had been attacked by Song Li with fire poison. His arms were trembling and he was showing signs of weakness.
Lou Yuqing's spiritual power was also about to be exhausted. After reaching a certain critical point, the two could no longer maintain flight and crashed heavily onto the arena.
Qi Qingxiong exclaimed in surprise: "A draw?"
Ling Yunxiao smiled and said, "No."
Qi Qingxiong looked at the scene. Yan Zice was slowly getting up from the ground with his strong willpower, while Lou Yuqing was motionless, looking like she was at someone's mercy.
This made him very uneasy. If someone was to lose, it didn't seem like it could be Yan Zi Ce at all.
Many others shared his thoughts, but only a few insightful individuals noticed something amiss.
Just as Yan Zice stood up unsteadily and was about to raise his sword to strike, Lou Yuqing opened her eyes, turned her head to look at him, and said calmly, "You lost."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zice suddenly felt numbness in his feet, and the seemingly vanished sea of lightning suddenly reappeared, instantly rendering him unable to move.
He lay on the ground with a bitter smile, his last thought flashing through his mind before he lost consciousness.
After going around in circles, they still couldn't escape this sea of lightning. The opponent's wisdom was truly not to be underestimated; they were able to command the lightning to lie dormant here without revealing the slightest flaw.
"Lou Yuqing wins the final match of the Foundation Establishment Zone Arena!"
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