Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Fight! Fight!
Pei Zichen felt a pang in his heart as he listened.
It was he who asked Qian Sisi to bring Jiang Zhaoxue with him, so it was only natural for Jiang Zhaoxue to ask him what he was doing there.
The courage he had rushed to meet with was instantly gone. He was afraid that Jiang Zhaoxue would reject him if he opened his mouth, so he could only control his emotions and whispered, "We're about to leave, and Sisi asked me to come over and ask you something."
"Oh." Jiang Zhaoxue understood and nodded. "Okay."
As she spoke, she turned around and greeted Pei Xueyi, "It was just a joke, Fellow Daoist Pei, please don't take it to heart. My friend called me now, so I'm going over now. We can talk another day."
"If there's an opportunity someday, I'll definitely present the sword to Daoist Fellow Jiang for him to see."
Pei Xueyi responded with a smile, and Pei Zichen looked up coldly.
Jiang Zhaoxue raised her hand in greeting, then walked away, calling out to Pei Zichen, "Let's go."
Pei Zichen held the sword and turned around. When he left, his eyes lightly swept across Pei Xueyi's sword, thinking about something, and followed Jiang Zhaoxue.
Jiang Zhaoxue ignored him and walked directly to Qian Sisi, patted her and said, "Sisi."
"Miss Jiang...Miss Jiang?"
Qian Sisi was a little surprised and subconsciously glanced at Pei Zichen. Seeing Pei Zichen standing there without saying a word, she knew something was wrong.
Just as he was about to persuade Jiang Zhaoxue to go find Pei Zichen, he heard Jiang Zhaoxue ask seriously, "Are you familiar with Pei Xueyi?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Sisi's alarm bells rang. She subconsciously glanced at Pei Zichen and knew that the most urgent task now was not to assist Pei Zichen, but to eliminate the enemy Pei Xueyi.
She immediately laughed: "Yes! I am familiar with it! Come on, come on."
Qian Sisi pulled Jiang Zhaoxue over under Pei Zichen's warning gaze and invited her, "I'll tell you in detail on the way. I know everything about him."
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little surprised. Qian Sisi grew up in Wenjian Villa, and was actually very familiar with Pei Xueyi from Jiange?
Then she listened to Qian Sisi's rumors all the way.
At first, she still believed Qian Sisi a little, but as her words became more and more outrageous, and she started talking about things like Pei Xueyi eating feces when she was a child, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and just turned her head to observe Pei Xueyi herself.
Everyone in this fantasy world had their own past and future, as if they existed just like real people. If it weren't for the grayish-white aura that lingered on everyone, she would have almost thought this place was real.
But it was precisely because everyone had such a dead-gray aura, and Pei Xueyi, whose aura was completely invisible, made her particularly curious.
There were only two possibilities for not being able to see other people's luck. The first was that Pei Xueyi's use of the power of destiny was higher than or similar to hers. But this was unlikely. How could a sword cultivator be better at using the power of destiny than a fortune teller?
The other one... is on Pei Xueyi, but it's not Pei Xueyi, but another master.
If this is the case, Pei Xueyi's sword spirit would not be able to recognize him. The result would be known just by looking at the condition of Pei Xueyi's sword spirit.
She had to find a way to take a look at Pei Xueyi's sword spirit.
Jiang Zhaoxue was thinking about it, and at night, Pei Zichen and Pei Xueyi met the third sect they had agreed to travel with, the Thunder Sect.
The Thunder Sect is hospitable by nature. They set out from a nearby town and brought a lot of wine and dry food. They found a wilderness beside a forest to set up camp. Then, Lei Fang, the young master of the Thunder Sect, invited everyone to sit around the campfire.
Wenjian Villa and Leiting Sect have always been on good terms, so Pei Zichen went with Lei Fang, while the people from Jiange stayed on their own.
Jiang Zhaoxue saw everyone finding their own seats. After pondering for a moment, she sat down at the edge of the Wenjian Villa disciples' seat, thinking that it would be convenient for her to toast Pei Xueyi later. Unexpectedly, she had just sat down when she heard footsteps behind her, followed by Pei Xueyi's polite voice: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, is there anyone here?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned, a little surprised, but then she remembered that she had wanted to test Pei Xueyi in the first place, and now that he had come to her on his own initiative, she quickly smiled and greeted him, "No one here, please come in, Fellow Daoist Pei."
Pei Xueyi nodded politely and sat next to Jiang Zhaoxue.
When the disciples of Wenjian Villa turned around, they found that Pei Xueyi had already sat down. Everyone held their breath instantly and dared not say a word.
After hesitating for a long time, no one dared to inform Pei Zichen who was talking to Lei Fang. They could only get up quickly and chat with other disciples, pretending that they didn't know about this.
Jiang Zhaoxue watched as the disciples of Wenjian Villa ran away or pretended to be dead, and he didn't bother to pay attention to them. He turned his head and looked directly at Pei Xueyi, smiling and said, "Why did you think of looking for me, Fellow Daoist Pei?"
"There aren't many acquaintances here, and my own disciples see them every day. The only old friend left who I should cherish the opportunity to talk to is Fellow Daoist Jiang. If I don't say a few words now, it will be difficult to do so later."
Pei Xueyi spoke openly, until Jiang Zhaoxue laughed: "Fellow Daoist Pei and I are actually old friends?"
"To be honest," Pei Xueyi said with a hint of embarrassment on her face, but she still forced herself to look up and look at Jiang Zhaoxue seriously, "Actually... I dreamed of Fellow Daoist Jiang in the past."
"Oh?" Jiang Zhaoxue listened with interest, "What did you dream about?"
"I...I didn't mean to offend Fellow Daoist Jiang." Pei Xueyi frowned slightly, "I really did dream about you."
"I'm not being sarcastic." Jiang Zhaoxue's smile turned more serious as she pressed on, "What did you dream about?"
Pei Xueyi listened without saying a word, just staring at her.
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little puzzled. Just as he was about to ask more questions, he heard Lei Fang shout from a distance, "Brother Pei, everyone is ready. What are you still chattering about?"
When they heard the shout, everyone turned around and saw Pei Xueyi and Jiang Zhaoxue sitting in the corner chatting.
Jiang Zhaoxue was being stared at by everyone, one gaze was particularly intense. She subconsciously looked back and saw Pei Zichen sitting next to Lei Fang, staring at her quietly.
Jiang Zhaoxue noticed his gaze and raised her eyebrows, but she ignored it and just looked away from his face.
Seeing that she looked away without stopping for a moment, Pei Zichen's heart sank slightly. He couldn't help but hold the wine glass tightly, forcing himself not to look any longer.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked around casually and found that everyone on the grass was sitting in a circle around two people.
The circle was very large. One of the people in the middle was Sun Xin, and the other seemed to be a disciple of the Thunder Sect. Both of them were holding swords, and it was obvious that they were going to compete.
Pei Xueyi was a little puzzled and looked up at Lei Fang: "Brother Lei, what do you mean?"
"We're in a good mood tonight, let's have a sword fight," Lei Fang explained. "Come sit down quickly. Stop building relationships, the two of you. Come watch the fight!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the people in Wenjian Villa started coughing collectively. Jiange was also a little embarrassed, but they all turned their heads away and said nothing.
Only Lei Tingzong looked bewildered. Lei Fang turned to look at Pei Zichen beside him and said, "Why don't you ask if the people at Jianshan Villa have caught a cold? Or maybe try someone from Jiange."
"Nothing."
Pei Zichen lowered his eyes, took a sip of wine, and said calmly: "Let the disciples compete."
Everyone was ready for the sword fight, and Jiang Zhaoxue didn't want to continue sitting there with Pei Xueyi, so the two of them walked to the circle and sat down together.
Jiang Zhaoxue pondered Pei Xueyi's words and had no intention of competing at all.
Inexplicable things in illusions are often foreshadowing. This Pei Xueyi, from the beginning, looked a bit like Pei Zichen. She couldn't see his luck, and now she said she remembered her in her dreams...
Was he a test from the illusion, or was it someone else who had entered the illusion, or perhaps...
"Pei Zichen won't slice it, right?"
Anan murmured, "Chen Chen inherited his face, and this Pei Xueyi inherited his youthful personality and his memories?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything. All the two disciples in the circle had already started fighting, and it was very lively.
She secretly glanced at Pei Xueyi's sword beside her, thought for a moment, then sent a voice message and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Pei, what do you think of the disciples' swords here? How do they compare to yours?"
The sound transmission had spiritual vibrations that could not escape the detection of the sensitive people around.
Almost at the moment she transmitted the message, Pei Zichen looked up.
Then he sensed Pei Xueyi's spiritual power in response.
"They are all disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It's not fair for me to win against them."
"How about comparing with Shen Shicang?" Jiang Zhaoxue said with a half-smile, "I heard that ice-type people are born to be suitable for sword training, but I never knew what it was like to train fire-type swordsmanship."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang wants to see my sword."
Pei Xueyi turned her head and looked at him, a smile in her eyes: "If that's the case, I have to ask Brother Jiang, is your engagement with Brother Shen voluntary?"
"Why do you ask?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little surprised. Pei Xueyi looked at her and said, "If it's not your own will, then I would like to offer this sword to you, Daoist Jiang."
"If it's voluntary..." Jiang Zhaoxue understood what he meant and felt even more amused. She said with a half-smile, "You won't let me see it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Xin kicked the disciple of Thunder Sect to the ground.
The disciples rushed out of the circle and everyone became excited.
Sun Xin was lifted up by the disciples of Wenjian Villa. Everyone cheered. Lei Fang joked and called out, "Jian Ge people, why don't you send someone out to kill them!"
Everyone was joking, and except Pei Zichen, no one noticed the two people in the corner.
Pei Xueyi and Jiang Zhaoxue looked at each other, their eyes entangled. She refused to give him an answer, and Pei Xueyi was confused.
After a long silence, Pei Xueyi smiled and said, "If it's not voluntary, and Brother Jiang Daoist really wants to see it, then that's fine."
Pei Xueyi said, holding out the sword: "Please."
Seeing Pei Xueyi being so generous, Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes lit up instantly, and she hurriedly said, "In that case..."
Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly came from the surroundings. Pei Xueyi drew his sword to block it, just enough to break a wine glass.
Jiang Zhaoxue turned back in surprise, following the direction of the wine glass, and saw Pei Zichen had already stood up. He brushed off his clothes and said coldly, "Brother Pei, since you have your sword, please stand up and teach me."
This made everyone stunned. Pei Xueyi was also a little surprised. However, after a moment, he smiled and stood up: "Okay."
Everyone was stunned again.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at Jian walking away from her, feeling a little lost for a moment: "No... I was here first?"
However, Pei Xueyi had already walked away.
She looked at Pei Zichen angrily. Pei Zichen noticed her gaze and turned his head away, refusing to look at her.
Pei Xueyi walked up and the two of them raised their hands to salute.
Then they each grasped their swords, prepared their sword stance, and stood still.
It was not until this moment that the disciples realized that the top two people in the Shushan Forum were about to take action!
Logically speaking, given the identities of Chen Chen and Pei Xueyi, they should not fight casually like ordinary disciples. After all, losing would mean the face of the entire sect, especially now that they have to lead the team to Emei Ruins.
Everyone could see that something was wrong, but they couldn't help but feel excited to see Chen Chen and Pei Xueyi draw their swords.
Everyone tried hard to look serious and stared at the two people on the field.
Only Ye Tianjiao couldn't pretend at all. He stood beside Pei Zichen and shouted, "Fight! Fight!"
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Author's note: Here it comes. Just finished sorting out the plot, more tomorrow. Have some dessert first.
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