The finals are coming soon.
The two finalists are Qin An and Ye Feiyu.
"The final begins!" With the referee's command, Qin An and Ye Feiyu stepped onto the stage.
"Qin Xiao... oh no, Junior Uncle, please have mercy!" Ye Feiyu was on the verge of a fight with Qin An, and he was on the verge of tears.
Everyone knows how powerful that little monster is when he fights; even monsters are no match for him.
"Enough with the nonsense." Qin An drew his sword and slashed.
Ye Feiyu quickly swung his sword to block Qin An's attack.
Qin An kept slashing at Ye Feiyu, who kept parrying.
For a moment, only the clanging and clashing of weapons could be heard on the arena.
The disciples below the arena were dazzled; in their eyes, Qin An and Ye Feiyu's movements were so fast that they appeared as afterimages. Their eyes simply couldn't keep up with Qin An and Ye Feiyu's actions.
After a period of competition, the arena finally quieted down.
Qin An held his sword to Ye Feiyu's neck. Ye Feiyu raised his hands high, repeatedly shouting, "I surrender, I surrender! Junior Uncle, put the sword down!"
"Qin An wins the final!" the referee's voice rang out.
"Congratulations to Qin An for winning the championship in this competition!" the elder in charge of the awards shouted in celebration.
The winner of this competition will not only be able to enter the Sword Tomb, but will also receive generous rewards.
After taking a bottle of Na Yuan Pill, a bottle of top-grade spiritual liquid, and one hundred high-grade spirit stones, Qin An couldn't wait to rush towards Shu Lan.
"Master, look, I won! I'm number one!" Qin An hugged Shu Lan's waist tightly, rubbing his face against her chest.
"Yes, I know, I saw it." Shu Lan ruffled Qin An's hair and pinched his bouncy little face. "My little An is the best!"
"Ahem, ahem." Venerable Lieyang coughed twice from the side. "You two, watch yourselves." This is hardly the demeanor of a master! He has absolutely no sense of decorum. And this disciple of his, he has no sense of occasion either.
Qin An then sheepishly wriggled out of Shu Lan's arms and greeted Venerable Lieyang with a grin, "Greetings, Uncle-Master!"
Shu Lan nodded, "Senior brother."
Venerable Lieyang sighed helplessly, "You two, sigh!"
"Senior brother, now that the competition is over, I'll take my apprentice back first."
"Go away, go back home. You two go back to your lovey-dovey ways, don't embarrass yourselves here." He had no manners whatsoever as a teacher. Venerable Lieyang waved his hand impatiently, practically begging them to leave.
Shu Lan rode her sword and brought Qin An back to Tinglan Peak.
As soon as they returned to the peak, Qin An hugged Shu Lan and started acting spoiled. "Master brother, Master brother, look, Xiao An got first place this time! How amazing! Since Xiao An is so amazing, Master brother, don't you want to celebrate for me?"
"Alright, alright, I'll celebrate for you then." Shu Lan pinched Qin An's little face with both hands, saying with a doting expression.
So, that very evening, Shu Lan prepared a large feast for Qin An, and Qin An also made many pastries.
Shu Lan rolled up his sleeves and began cooking with fluid, effortless movements. His knife skills were superb; each ingredient was sliced perfectly evenly under his blade.
With a few deft movements of her hands, Shu Lan prepared one exquisite dish after another. There was braised fish, spicy chicken, sweet and sour pork…
Qin An peeked out from the doorway, peering into the kitchen.
Even before Shu Lan started cooking, the aroma filled the entire mountain. Qin An hadn't felt particularly hungry, but the smell made his stomach rumble.
When Shu Lan brought all the dishes to the table, Qin An couldn't wait to sit down.
Qin An frantically picked up the dishes Shu Lan had made with his chopsticks, his mouth stuffed full, and mumbled, "Brother Shizun, how come your cooking is so delicious? It's even better than Mother's." I hadn't noticed at all.
When Qin An lived in the Shu family mansion, his mother or the head chef always cooked for him. Shu Lan, on the other hand, had never even set foot in the kitchen. Surprisingly, Shu Lan not only knew how to cook, but she cooked very well.
"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Shu Lan was both amused and exasperated by Qin An's frantic grabbing of food.
Cooking was a skill that Shulan's mother forced him to develop. In her words, "If you can cook, even if you can't find a girlfriend in the future, you won't starve to death."
Now, Shu Lan feels that her mother's decision to have him learn to cook was somewhat useful. Watching Qin An finish each bite of the meal she had carefully prepared filled her with a sense of satisfaction.
Qin An ate his meal to his heart's content, and was so full that he started burping.
Seeing Qin An looking uncomfortable from overeating, Shu Lan shook his head helplessly. He gently rubbed Qin An's lower abdomen while channeling spiritual energy into Qin An's stomach to help him digest the food.
With Shu Lan's help, Qin An finally felt a little better.
"Don't eat so much next time."
"But it's so delicious~ Besides, I can't eat it every day..." Qin An said the last sentence very softly.
But to Shu Lan, who possessed profound cultivation, this was no different from speaking in her ear.
"If you want to eat it in the future, I'll make it for you," Shu Lan said affectionately, ruffling Qin An's hair.
"Really?!" Qin An's small eyes lit up instantly.
"When have I ever lied to you?" Shu Lan chuckled softly.
"Then I'll tell Master Brother whenever I want to eat it!" Qin An looked at Shu Lan's smiling face, somewhat mesmerized. He kept pestering her.
"Okay, sure." Shu Lan tapped Qin An's forehead with her finger.
"Ugh~" Qin An suddenly covered his forehead with his hand.
"My master always likes to get physical," Qin An thought to himself. "But I like it too."
"Get a good rest tonight and recharge your energy. We'll be entering the Sword Tomb tomorrow, so we must go in looking our best."
"Okay!" Qin An nodded. Under Shu Lan's urging, he quickly washed up.
After washing up, Shu Lan took Qin An's small hand and got into bed.
After covering herself with the blanket, Shu Lan flicked a wisp of spiritual energy with her fingertip, extinguishing the flickering candlelight.
The room fell into darkness. Qin An instinctively hugged Shu Lan's waist tightly, while Shu Lan gently patted Qin An's back, soothing him to sleep.
Qin An inhaled the cool fragrance of the magnolia blossoms, feeling a sense of peace. Gradually, he fell asleep.
Shu Lan fell asleep shortly after Qin An did.
A gentle evening breeze rustled through the windowpanes, causing the wind chimes hanging by the window to sway. With a series of crisp "ding-dong" sounds, the beautiful night quietly slipped away. All things were peaceful and serene, blending seamlessly with the boundless darkness.
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