Chapter 60 Doesn't Senior Brother Dislike Me? (2) "No..."
Actually, when she first entered this world, Fu Li did consider struggling a bit. If she could get the male lead to like her like everyone else, wouldn't the rest of the story be unnecessary?
However, it turned out he was overthinking it.
Because the male lead really hates him!
Chong Jingge comes from the Chong family, a renowned cultivation family in the Southern Continent. Due to internal strife, the family declined, leaving only one member in his generation. Because of this, Chong Jingge is more mature than his peers. Possessing a wind spirit root, he chose to study under the swordsman Xiaoyao Zhenren at Longque Mountain, practicing and honing his swordsmanship daily regardless of the scorching heat or bitter cold.
The Chong family is a family of sword cultivators, and Chong Jingge himself is a cultivation genius who entered the Golden Core stage at the age of fifteen.
At that time, Fu Li had just been accepted as a disciple by the Immortal Xiaoyao and was still an innocent young boy who was curious about everything.
He had just arrived at Xiaoyao Peak and felt completely lost. Somehow, he got lost in the bamboo forest. After wandering around for a while, he came across Chongjing Pavilion practicing his swordplay by a blue stone.
The young man, dressed in black robes, leaped and twirled, his garments fluttering in the wind. His brows were cold and his expression focused. As he unleashed his sword energy, silver light collided with the blue stone, sparks flying. Moments later, a long, deep crack was cleaved in the mountain-sized stone. Upon closer inspection, there were no fewer than a hundred sword energies of varying sizes and depths on the stone, as if someone had practiced there hundreds of times.
After finishing his swordplay, the young man in black sheathed his sword, his movements steady, precise, and ruthless, displaying remarkable composure and style.
Just then, a beautiful little girl emerged from the bamboo grove, her bright eyes filled with admiration. She exclaimed to the boy, "Wow, big brother, you're so amazing! Can you teach me? Ah Li wants to wield a sword like you!"
The young man in black paused for a moment, as if a fleeting light had passed through him, before his expression returned to its usual blankness.
He strode briskly forward to the child, and with the child looking bewildered and envious, he grabbed the child by the collar. Then, he leaped up and used his lightness skill to bring the child back to Master Xiaoyao. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say, "Don't wander around. Xiaoyao Peak is not a place for children to roam."
He then left without looking back, without even a word of introduction.
It was Master Xiaoyao who explained to Fu Li, "That's your senior brother, Chong Jingge. Jingge is a rather precocious child, partly due to the misfortunes of his family. Although he seems aloof, he's actually a kind-hearted person despite his cold exterior. A-Li should get along well with your senior brother in the future."
Fu Li took a deep breath and sucked on the snot bubbles that had been blown out by the cold wind when she was being carried by Chongjing Pavilion over half a mountainside. She made a mental note of this.
After getting to know several of his senior brothers and sisters, he discovered that the others all came from prominent families and had many relatives and friends, while he and Chongjingge were both orphans. Using this as an excuse, he took the initiative to bring his quilt to his cave to keep warm and get closer to him.
Fu Li thought that since they had slept in the same bed, they could at least build some friendship.
But Chongjingge not only didn't appreciate it, but also threw the child who had sneaked into his bed back into his wooden house on a freezing snowy day, coldly saying, "If Junior Brother feels cold, you can use a warming talisman. I remember Fourth Junior Brother gave you a stack before. I still need to cultivate, so I won't keep you company."
Fu Li twice tried to get close to Chongjing Pavilion by acting cute, but was rejected both times. This cold-hearted treatment infuriated him. Now it's clear why Yue Fu Li was so averse to Chongjing Pavilion in the original story. He's determined to regain his dignity from Chongjing Pavilion.
However, before he could do anything, Chongjing Pavilion went into seclusion to cultivate, and he was never seen again for the next few years.
Fu Li didn't understand why the male lead disliked him so much when they had no grudges against each other. Later, he realized that it was probably because their personalities were incompatible and they were destined to be enemies, a kind of rivalry that even his natural charm couldn't overcome!
Although Fu Li is highly talented, she doesn't like to work hard.
The carefree immortal began his seclusion the year he became an apprentice, and never concerned himself with matters in the mountains again. Fu Li, relying on the boundless indulgence and pampering of his three senior brothers and sisters, often slacked off, basically working only sporadically, and his cultivation made little progress after reaching the Golden Core stage.
However, the group had a very strong bias towards their junior brother, believing that it was normal for young people to be playful, and they did not urge him to cultivate.
At the monthly competition, Xiao Yue would deliberately lose to Fu Li on the dueling stage, claiming that she didn't want her junior brother to lose face in front of everyone.
Fu Li's neglect of cultivation and laziness were thus concealed.
He usually treated all disciples in the sect with kindness, regardless of their seniority, and had an excellent reputation in the sect. The disciples under the carefree master were recognized as a group of geniuses, so no one knew that the junior brother of Xiaoyao Peak was about to turn into a good-looking but useless girl.
But Fu Li not only had no sense of crisis, but was also very satisfied with this kind of life - she could enjoy the love and pampering of everyone, and did not have to practice asceticism. It was simply the perfect life she dreamed of.
Two years ago, Chongjing Pavilion emerged from seclusion, bringing with him a golden nascent soul that had been cultivated, and received a gift ceremony from his sect.
The male lead is indeed the male lead; his cultivation speed is incredibly fast, and his foundation is exceptionally solid.
Fu Li could only suppress her envy and jealousy and continue her lazy, aimless life.
Unexpectedly, the senior brother, who was supposed to ignore him, discovered his laziness one day and began to supervise his daily training as the senior brother. It was as if he couldn't stand seeing his junior brother living such a good life.
Now, Fu Li could no longer enjoy his carefree life in the mountains every day. He had to get up early to practice swordsmanship and memorize the mental techniques. At the same time, Chongjing Pavilion ordered him to give up his appetite and all distracting thoughts.
It's even more painful than asceticism!
Although the other senior brothers and sisters had some complaints about the senior brother forcing the junior brother to cultivate, they dared not stop him because of his authority.
The monthly competitions that followed became a nightmare for Fu Li.
Chongjing Pavilion holds the highest seniority on Xiaoyao Peak and has the right to choose its opponents first. He always specifically chooses Fu Li to compete against him.
It's obvious that Fu Li has only just entered the Golden Core stage, so how could his cultivation level possibly compare to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator?
As a result, Fu Li was brutally humiliated by Chongjing Pavilion in front of everyone every time. From then on, the few days of the monthly competition became the days he most wanted to avoid.
Fu Li had originally thought that Chongjing Pavilion was safe after receiving a mission and went down the mountain, so he came to the competition with peace of mind. He didn't expect that Chongjing Pavilion would still come back even so.
However, at this point, there's no other way but to bite the bullet and go for it.
Fu Li drew his sword, and a sharp glint appeared in his originally gentle eyes, seemingly tinged with a sense of tragic grandeur.
He tiptoed down and landed on the side of the arena.
On the other side, Chongjingge stood upright on the dueling platform, his natal sword Qintian already unsheathed, quietly hovering beside its master.
The man's cold, sharp eyes stared straight at him. He nodded slightly and said calmly, "Junior brother, you flatter me."
For a moment, Fu Li thought it best to just admit defeat.
But his public image wouldn't allow it, and the Chongjing Pavilion certainly wouldn't allow it. If he did that, he would definitely receive even harsher discipline afterward.
So he adopted an offensive stance, and suddenly unleashed a sword flash, using the move "Flying Star Chasing the Moon," attempting to catch Chongjing Pavilion off guard.
However, Qin Tian was faster. With a clang, the sound of swords clashing echoed far and wide. Fu Li was stopped before he even crossed half the platform.
The longsword, gleaming with a chilling light, seemed to possess a self-awareness, while Chongjing Pavilion remained standing unmoved, its gaze cold and indifferent as it looked in Fu Li's direction.
Fu Li felt slighted, and his eyes flashed with resentment and anger. He gritted his teeth, chanted a spell to enhance the sword, and swung it down again. This time, Qin Tian emitted a buzzing sound, as if it had a fighting spirit. Its body emitted a cold white spiritual light, and it began to fight with him in mid-air.
Although Qintian wasn't in his master's hands, his swordplay was skillful and agile, like that of a seasoned swordsman. Fu Li quickly found himself at a disadvantage. Glancing out of the corner of his eye at Chongjing Pavilion, he saw that the man's figure remained motionless—a blatant provocation!
In an instant, a surge of agitation rose within Fu Li, and his composure faltered. Taking advantage of this momentary lapse in concentration, Qin Tian struck him down with the back of his sword, simultaneously knocking the sword from Fu Li's hand.
The boy cried out in surprise and then fell off the fighting platform. So sudden was the incident that he even forgot his levitation spell and crashed to the ground, his clean clothes covered in dust and mud.
He looked blank, as if he didn't understand how he had lost.
With a resounding announcement that "Chongjing Pavilion, the eldest disciple of Xiaoyao Peak, has won," the competition came to a close.
Chongjingge walked over from the dueling platform, extended his hand to the person on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Can you stand up?"
Fu Li harbored a surge of anger, but did not look up at him. She silently got up, dusted herself off, and her expression was calm as she suppressed her rage.
Chongjingge withdrew his hand, his face showing no embarrassment, only indifference and coldness.
Her eyes were cold as she stared at the person in front of her, and she said with disappointment, "You've regressed so much in just one month without my supervision. You're not even as good as last time when at least I could personally help you."
After saying that, he turned and strode away.
Fu Li was left standing there with her eyes down, listening to the whispers of the people around her.
"Was it the sword-man unity technique that Senior Brother Chong just used? As expected of a once-in-a-century sword genius, Senior Brother Chong won without even moving an inch, and it was a complete victory."
"Isn't that obvious? Senior Brother Chong broke through to the Nascent Soul stage two years ago. He is the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator in the history of the cultivation world, and he is a whole major realm behind Yue Fuli."
"If that's the case, why insist on challenging Fu Li to a duel? Isn't this just to humiliate her? That's outrageous!"
"Yeah, I wonder if Senior Brother Ali got hurt?"
A figure rushed forward like a gust of wind, grabbed Fu Li's arm and examined him from head to toe, not caring at all about the stains on his clothes, and asked anxiously, "Ah Li, are you hurt anywhere?"
Li Weiyan and Zhu Mingying also rushed over.
Zhu Mingying gently comforted her defeated junior brother: "Are you alright, Ali? Senior Brother should know his limits and won't let you get really hurt."
Xiao Yue, who was applying medicine to Fu Li's injured hand with a bottle of Jade Purity Ointment, frowned upon hearing this and said, "What kind of sense does he have?! Knowing that there is such a big difference in cultivation between him and Ah Li, he still insists on targeting him. It's obviously intentional. He's trying to show off his cultivation and build his reputation by bullying his junior brother. He's quite the senior brother!"
That's a bit of a serious statement. But Xiao Yue has always been very protective of Fu Li and has long disapproved of Chongjing Pavilion's strict discipline and suppression. Moreover, as the son of the sect leader, he has always acted arrogantly and said whatever he wanted in Longque Mountain, which is normal.
Just as Zhu Mingying was about to speak up to mediate, Fu Li said, "No, it's because my cultivation level is too low, which makes my senior brother feel ashamed and dislike me, so he uses this method to spur me on. It's my fault. My senior brother... is a very good person."
The boy's tone was soft and weak, and his eyes revealed a sad and self-reproachful expression, which made him look pitiful and beautiful.
Seeing his junior brother so aggrieved, Xiao Yue's expression turned even more unpleasant. He gently comforted him, like an innocent young man who didn't know how to proceed.
Seeing the suppressed tears welling up in Fu Li's eyes as she looked up, Li Weiyan frowned slightly.
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