However, Nie Chenyuan's expression was unexpectedly gloomy, not because he hadn't gotten the spot, but because the news was like a thunderbolt, reminding him of something.
Qingyun is leaving soon.
Three years passed in the blink of an eye, and Nie Chenyuan had completely gotten used to Qingyun's presence.
Qingyun is a germaphobe and can be temperamental. Although she is so powerful that she fascinates him, she can also reveal a captivating vulnerability at times.
All of this caused Nie Chenyuan to slowly sink into despair. He never considered or wanted to consider that one day Qingyun would leave.
However, the deal between the Nie family and him will eventually come to an end. With Qingyun's abilities, he will definitely secure a spot in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament and shine brightly at the tournament.
When Lin Yuhao's conspiracy is exposed, everyone will see Qingyun's goodness. What about that fiancée who suddenly appeared today? Will she be captivated by Qingyun? Will Qingyun, remembering their past relationship, accept her again?
The thought of this made Nie Chenyuan feel as if his heart was being roasted on fire.
"Let's begin today's medicinal bath."
Nie Chenyuan sighed, and as instructed, took off his clothes and entered the prepared bathtub. His meridians were already completely unblocked, and Qingyun no longer needed to use her energy to open them up, but to consolidate the effect, the daily medicinal baths still needed to continue.
Qingyun tossed medicinal herbs into the bathtub, glancing at Nie Chenyuan, who sat silently in the bath, his face gloomy and his muscles tense. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself. He knew what Nie Chenyuan was thinking, and felt even more comforted by his concern.
"You will attend the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament in my place." Direct descendants of ancient martial arts families can directly participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament.
If the Qing family hadn't lost its status as a noble family because of Qing Haolin's affair, Qing Yun wouldn't have bothered to apply, and wouldn't have been rejected.
"Hmm?" Nie Chenyuan looked at Qingyun with slight surprise. His mood had not yet calmed down, and he forced a smile, "Aren't you afraid that I will lose to Lin Yuhao? He has already reached the ninth level of the Acquired Realm."
"Didn't you already reach the Perfection of the Acquired Realm?" Qingyun said casually. Nie Chenyuan probably had a habit of playing dumb to deceive others. In the past few years, his meridians had recovered and his cultivation had increased, but he had kept it all under wraps. If it weren't for Qingyun treating him every day, he would have been kept in the dark.
"So you knew all along." Nie Chenyuan leaned back in the bathtub, his laughter low and pleasant, his eyes overflowing with infatuation and sighs. He had been good at disguising himself since childhood, and even his grandfather Nie Songping hadn't been able to see through his true cultivation level, but he couldn't hide it from Qingyun.
He looked at Qingyun, his eyes filled with an unprecedented intensity of emotion.
"So what do I have to worry about?" After adding the last ingredient, Qingyun turned and left.
The sound of water breaking suddenly rang out behind him, and then a hot body, still smelling of medicine, pressed tightly against his back, while a pair of strong arms held him tightly like iron hoops.
"But I won't agree!"
Nie Chenyuan lowered his head and whispered in Qingyun's ear, his brows furrowed with barely suppressed possessiveness: "You will leave after the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament, so I won't agree."
He would rather Qingyun never participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament and stay in the Nie family forever, by his side!
That's right, they even threatened him.
Qingyun smiled slightly, but her voice remained calm and even: "Oh, so what do you want?"
The force on his body suddenly tightened.
Before Nie Chenyuan could react, Qingyun nimbly broke free from the restraints, forcefully pressed Nie Chenyuan back into the bathtub, and lowered her head to kiss him.
Nie Chenyuan was stunned for a moment, then like a drowning man grasping at a straw, he sucked on Qingyun's lips, conquering his mouth to express his love and joy.
Their kiss was like a fierce battle, with the initiative constantly shifting between their lips and tongues, only to be broken up by touches of tenderness during the sucking.
After the kiss ended, the water in the bathtub had spilled everywhere.
Qingyun raised her head, her eyes gleaming with crimson, and asked, "How about these as payment? Is it enough?"
Nie Chenyuan chuckled and pecked him twice on the lips: "Not enough, far from enough. I'm greedy, I want more."
"Hmph, want more? That depends on your ability..." Qingyun's provocative words were gradually replaced by rapid breathing.
Qingyun never expected that she would be a villain.
He sat atop the mountain, in a wheelchair powered by spirit stones. A sudden, sharp pain shot through his mind, and Qingyun couldn't help but cough lightly.
Once he started coughing, he couldn't stop. At the foot of the mountain, a million-strong army, armed and ready for battle, watched Qingyun cough and tremble, and not a single one dared to move.
"This old monster's body can't hold on any longer," the leader said, raising his longsword to boost morale. "Let's all press on and wipe him out today!"
Upon hearing this, Qingyun chuckled softly, and the silk handkerchief stained with golden blood in her hand quietly burst into flames, leaving not a trace of ash.
"You are the hundredth."
Upon hearing this calm voice, the leading man's raised sword trembled slightly, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
Qingyun is a villain, although he didn't understand what "villain" meant until yesterday.
Until yesterday, the Heavenly Dao watched as ninety-nine chosen ones perished at its hands, and finally could not bear it any longer. It forced Qingyun's soul to leave his body and controlled him to reincarnate, preparing to wear down his energy world by world.
Qingyun only learned a little information during his confrontation with the energy that the Heavenly Dao had planted in his body.
This time, the "chosen one" wasn't wrong; Qingyun truly couldn't hold on any longer. Although his cultivation was profound, he was utterly powerless against the will of Heaven.
There's always a way.
Qingyun reached out and unleashed a burst of sword energy, attacking the leading man without warning.
As soon as the attack was launched, the entire sky suddenly darkened.
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