All was silent.
Everyone fell silent.
All that remains is awe.
When she came to her senses, she saw Murong Fu embracing Lu Xueqi and asking for a kiss again.
This time, Lu Xueqi was much more skilled.
Glug—
Someone swallowed hard first.
Immediately following this were the sounds of people swallowing in unison.
The shock of today will be unforgettable for a century.
a long time.
Murong Fu released her lips and whispered in her ear, "Junior Sister Lu, will you marry me?"
"I...I...I don't know...you and Senior Sister...you guys..."
Lu Xueqi was flustered and confused, not knowing what to do.
“It’s perfectly normal for a real man to have three wives and four concubines. You and your senior sister can marry into the family together.” These words were not spoken by Murong Fu, but by Lin Yueru.
Lin Yueru looked at Murong Fu longingly; she also wanted to embrace and kiss him.
Murong Fu saw through her thoughts and granted them.
Even when the world ends and the sea dries up and the rocks crumble.
Murong Fu finally released Lin Yueru, who was struggling to breathe.
Lu Xueqi straightened her clothes, glanced at Master Shuiyue, blushed, lowered her head, and whispered, "My master won't agree."
Murong Fu looked up at Master Shuiyue.
I really wanted to say that it would be great if your master married into the family as well.
But the timing isn't right yet, so let's leave it for another time...
"What are you looking at me for! Marry if you want! Humph!"
Master Shuiyue flicked his sleeves, said something in annoyance and embarrassment, then snorted heavily and flew away.
Murong Fu lifted Lu Xueqi's chin and smiled, "Your master has agreed."
"Hmm~"
Lu Xueqi lowered her eyes, too shy to look Murong Fu in the eye.
Murong Fu, oblivious to his surroundings, savored the food.
"Cough cough cough!"
Tian Buyi was interrupted by a dry cough as he continued reading.
I'm really afraid they'll do something outrageous in public.
Fortunately, it was just kissing and hugging; nothing particularly shocking.
Tian Buyi reminded him, "Elder Zhao, you can announce the results of the competition now."
The elder referee, regaining his senses, announced with a complex expression: "Murong Fu of Dazhu Peak wins!"
Another floating island.
Zeng Shushu and Zhang Xiaofan had already stopped fighting and were watching Murong Fu's side.
Only then did they come to their senses in astonishment.
Just as Zeng Shushu was about to do something, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his neck.
“Junior Brother Xiao Fan, you…” Zeng Shushu stared wide-eyed at Zhang Xiao Fan in disbelief.
The Crimson Flame Sword rested against Zeng Shushu's neck, its intense heat radiating outwards, the flames seemingly about to burst forth.
"Senior Brother Zeng, you admit it."
Zhang Xiaofan remained expressionless, gripping the Crimson Flame Sword tightly.
Zhang Xiaofan wins!
The referee announced the second floating island.
"..."
Zeng Shushu wanted to cry but had no tears.
Because I was watching a play and reacted too slowly, I lost.
It's very dramatic, but that's the truth.
"Zhang Xiaofan won?"
Many viewers belatedly realized what was happening and stared blankly in this direction.
"No, this is okay?"
"What makes him so special?"
"They've already made it to the top two! I could do that too!"
"..."
...
Tian Buyi was overjoyed; this year's Seven Veins Martial Arts Tournament was so awesome!
Dazhufeng took the top two spots!
So refreshing!
He has never felt so good since he joined Dazhu Peak more than 500 years ago!
The last time he made it into the top three was when he was young, when he defeated Cangsong and won third place.
As for the first and second place winners back then, they were naturally Wan Jianyi and Dao Xuan.
Unfortunately, Senior Brother Wan Jianyi has become a thing of the past.
Tian Buyi raised his eyebrows in triumph, but a look of nostalgia appeared in his eyes.
Suddenly.
Tian Buyi belatedly realized that his beloved disciple Murong Fu was about to have another wife.
"Ah... this seems to be a good thing. That old woman Shuiyue is too hateful, marrying two genius female disciples from Xiaozhu Peak. In this way, Dazhu Peak can finally hold its head high?"
Tian Buyi muttered to himself, even happier.
The next day.
The final round of the Seven Veins Martial Arts Tournament.
Murong Fu and Zhang Xiaofan competed for first place.
Zeng Shushu and Lu Xueqi competed for third place.
As soon as he stepped onto the floating island, Zhang Xiaofan said very decisively, "Senior Brother Murong, I admit defeat."
Murong Fu smiled and said, "Junior Brother Xiao Fan, don't be anxious. Just use your magic and I will guide you."
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Zhang Xiaofan nodded emphatically.
The art style has changed again.
Zhang Xiaofan humbly sought guidance, and Murong Fu answered him earnestly.
Time passed by in a series of questions and answers.
The many Qingyun disciples listened with great interest.
Murong Fu found it inexplicably funny, and felt as if he were preaching.
Before we knew it, dusk had fallen.
Murong Fu said, "That's all for today. Everyone, please go back and digest this information properly."
"Thank you for imparting your knowledge, Senior Brother Murong!"
All the disciples clasped their hands in gratitude.
boom!
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaofan's aura surged.
Qi Refining Level 5, achieved!
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes shone brightly, and he was full of energy.
Murong Fu raised an eyebrow and said, "Junior Brother Xiao Fan, congratulations."
Zhang Xiaofan immediately scratched his head shyly: "It's all thanks to my senior brother's excellent teaching."
On the other side of the arena,
It ended half a day ago.
Despite Zeng Shushu's numerous attempts, he still couldn't stop Lu Xueqi's Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique.
——
"cough!"
Dao Xuan Zhenren, floating in mid-air, coughed and said, "The top four in this martial arts competition, come to the Jade Purity Hall for a meeting immediately!"
"Junior Brother Xiao Fan, let's go to the Jade Purity Hall together."
Murong Fu transformed into clouds beneath his feet, carrying Zhang Xiaofan as they flew into the Jade Purity Palace.
Yuqing Hall, the main hall.
The heads of each lineage and the Nascent Soul stage elders were already waiting in the hall.
"The four of you are the most outstanding among this generation of young people. Your future is limitless. The future of Qingyun Sect belongs to you..."
Looking at the four people who walked in, Dao Xuan Zhenren slowly spoke, revealing the perfected art of drawing cakes.
If it were an ordinary disciple, hearing such a lucrative offer would surely make their blood boil.
Unfortunately, none of the top four were ordinary people.
Lu Xueqi's gaze remained fixed on Murong Fu, her eyes filled with complex emotions—shyness, excitement, anticipation… a mix of feelings that were difficult to express.
Zhang Xiaofan pondered in secret how to become even better, so as not to disappoint his senior brother's expectations.
Zeng Shushu was secretly annoyed. How could they have lost? Fourth place was really not satisfactory.
Murong Fu was much simpler. He smiled slightly at Su Ru, then looked at Master Shuiyue and stared at her until Master Shuiyue looked away in embarrassment.
"This kid is definitely doing this on purpose!" Master Shuiyue thought irritably, disliking Murong Fu very much.
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