Chapter 84 Playing with the bone bells on Wen Zhiyu’s headband Wen Zhiyu: “…

Ximen Huairen's move was unexpected to everyone, including Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu just stared at him. When the last grain of gold sand swirled in the hourglass, Ximen Huairen raised his lips and smiled softly, "You win."

As the son of a cultivation family, Ximen Huairen was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He has had countless cultivation resources since he was a child, and his talent is also at the top among his peers.

As he approached Xuanyuntian, everything went wrong. In front of him, there was Wen Zhi and the 27-year-old Tan Xiaoyao Dayuanman, who single-handedly overwhelmed countless Tianjiao and made them breathless. Later, there came Xie Ting Yujixingpan, who was gifted and could also use the ghost spell that was almost lost in the world of cultivation.

The three disciples under Yunheng Sword Master are all more talented than the other.

There was no way he could shine among these dazzling talents.

Xie Tingyu tilted his head. The ghost had already taken on Xie Tingyu's facial features. It was not so different that it was hard to tell apart, but it was also a bit more agile. "You don't have to think like that. In life, you will always experience some setbacks. Don't worry, when I make it to Wanghaichao, you will be the strongest in the same realm."

Ximen Huairen was somewhat moved when he heard the first half of the story, but when Xie Tingyu started to mutter, his face suddenly froze, "You really don't know how to talk."

But he was no longer like before, looking at Xie Tingyu coldly when he saw her. Although he still lost to her, he had no resentment in his heart, and even took the initiative to withdraw to show that he accepted defeat.

Ximen Huairen is not the dandy boy that others say he is, he also has his own pride in his heart.

There was no sarcasm in Xie Tingyu's words. Ximen Huairen looked at her for the last time and disappeared in a flash of light.

The dazzling light blinded Xie Tingyu. When his vision became clear, everyone returned to the boat. The fishing boat under Xie Tingyu's feet creaked, as if it was making its last mournful cry.

Ze Lan and Han Xunzhen stood behind Xie Tingyu. The thick fog that blocked her vision disappeared, and five ships appeared out of thin air around her. Xie Tingyu raised his eyes and glanced at them casually.

He happened to meet the eyes of a cute short-haired girl not far away. The cute girl turned her head away feeling guilty when she met Xie Tingyu's emotionless gaze.

Seeing that she didn't want to speak, Xie Tingyu gave up the idea of ​​greeting her.

Ze Lan noticed that Xie Tingyu paused for a moment, and followed his gaze in the direction Xie Tingyu had just looked. Han Xunzhen didn't understand why, so he also joined in.

The cute girl with short hair was stared at by several people, and she felt her scalp tingling for no reason. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell the truth to anyone during the final exam."

Now that things have come to this, based on Xie Tingyu's reaction, he can naturally understand that this is Hua You.

Huayou thought so too.

But Xie Tingyu frowned slightly. Tian Xing Chi Xiao was held in her arms, and Xie Tingyu's hair was slightly messed up. She said coldly, "Who are you?"

It was like words piercing her eardrums as if she were speaking to a stranger. Hua You's pupils trembled slightly, but her expression did not change. She nodded and said nothing more.

Ze Lan frowned, raised her hand and patted Xie Tingyu's shoulder, the doubt in her eyes was obvious.

"I haven't seen her, but she seems to be from the Xilin Huanlou camp."

Han Xunzhen heard what Xie Tingyu said and thought for a moment, "Didn't you fight Ximen Huairen with her in the end? How could you not know him?"

"Really? I didn't notice it." Xie Tingyu's expression was still indifferent. Zelan and Han Xunzhen saw that the indifference on her face was about to become concrete. The two looked at each other and tacitly changed the subject.

"This time, Xilin Huanlou's victory still depends on you." Han Xunzhen laughed, no longer sarcastic as before, and seemed particularly sincere.

Ze Lan also nodded, the praise in her eyes was self-evident.

Xie Tingyu then waved her hand and pretended to be reserved: "Oh, it's all thanks to everyone." She laughed with the two of them for a while, then asked seriously: "So, do you know what the reward for this year's Sea Disciple Examination is?"

"I can't guess. What those adults think is not a problem for little people like us." Han Xunzhen didn't care.

Xie Tingyu can't just sit there and do nothing.

There wouldn't be any ghost treasures in Xuan Yuntian's treasure house, but maybe there was information about the ghost treasures? If there was, it would solve a big problem for her.

"What do you want?" Ze Lan tilted her head. Xie Tingyu's profile looked as calm as water. Ze Lan suddenly thought of the ghost occupying her body in the final test, and the phenomenon of Xie Tingyu being exposed, which looked particularly intimidating.

Give her a natural suppression and make her want to surrender.

She has long known that Xie Tingyu's identity is mysterious. This time, Xie Tingyu almost put everything in front of her. Ze Lan is a little flustered and at a loss. Why would Xie Tingyu trust her, and how can she gain Xie Tingyu's trust?

Not knowing that Ze Lan's mind was so complicated, Xie Tingyu felt her gaze and grinned, "I don't want weapons or materials, I just want a piece of news."

Han Xunzhen was used to Xie Tingyu's nonsense, so he seemed extremely calm. On the contrary, Zelan, who used to be calm and composed, had a trembling expression and unexpectedly volatile emotions.

Several eyes glanced over, vaguely. Xie Tingyu held Zelan's head and said, "I'll tell you in detail someday."

Hua You clenched her fists tightly and was reluctant to let go.

The other two people in her team didn't know what was wrong with her. As soon as they came out, they felt that something was wrong with her.

But they were just a temporary team and had no contact with each other on a daily basis, so they didn't want to disturb others for no reason.

This time, the disciple test at sea did not have much to show for itself, and the response was mediocre.

Only Xie Tingyu's ghost spell and Hua You's illusion attracted some attention.

Xie Tingyu possessed the Extreme Star Disk and was the third disciple of Yunheng Sword Master, so he had some fame in the beginning.

Only Hua You, who was neither Xuan Yuntian nor a disciple of Xilin Huanlou, but a casual cultivator with no master, was able to make Xuan Yuntian's formation go around in circles.

The performances of the rest were not outstanding.

Yunheng Sword Master's status in the world of cultivation is extremely important, and even Chen Chanyi doesn't care. It is natural that he speaks on behalf of Xilin Huanlou and Xuan Yuntian and there is no doubt about it.

"The Disciples Trial for the Sea has ended. The people who remain in the final trial are five from the Xilin Huanlou Camp and three from the Xuanyuntian Camp. Therefore, the winner of the Disciples Trial for the Sea is the Xilin Huanlou Camp. The top of the list is Xie Tingyu from the Xilin Huanlou Camp, who will receive additional rewards from Xuanyuntian and Xilin Huanlou."

Yunheng's voice was carried far by spiritual power, and even the disciples who were taking the exam were on the Xuandu Sea, they could still hear Yunheng's voice.

"Ayu did a good job!" Zelan's emotions have been fluctuating greatly recently. It seems that after coming out of the underground palace, this originally icy dark-skinned beauty has become much more lively, although she is only lively towards Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu narrowed her eyes and hugged Zelan. Xie Tingyu was thin but tall among women. Zelan was suddenly held in her arms and her whole body stiffened.

As if he was hugging a piece of wood, Xie Tingyu laughed out loud and patted Zelan on the back.

"Did I scare you?"

Ze Lan also hesitated, then patted Xie Tingyu on the back.

The atmosphere between the two women was particularly harmonious. Han Xunzhen was left standing alone with his head lowered. He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the jade slip that was stained with vine juice. He didn't even glance at the two of them.

Yun Heng did not say much, and passed the important task of speaking to Situ You. Situ You scratched his red hair and spoke in a voice that seemed to shatter the eardrums, "First of all, congratulations to everyone..."

Xie Tingyu and Ze Lan separated and rubbed their ears at the same time. A clear orchid fragrance came from beside them, but it was not from Ze Lan. Xie Tingyu raised her eyes and saw a gentle young man standing tall beside her.

A strand of black hair was tied up with a headband, and a small bone bell fell quietly on the shoulder of the visitor.

Wen Zhiyu didn't look at Xie Tingyu, but just stood between Xie Tingyu and Ze Lan without saying a word.

Xie Tingyu turned her head and saw the bone bell at the end of Wen Zhiyu's headband. It was clearly a bell, but there was no sound at all. As Xie Tingyu was thinking this, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the small bone bell that was only as big as the tip of her index finger.

She couldn't help but take a few more glances, and suddenly felt a burning gaze above her head. Xie Tingyu's fingers stopped instantly, and she raised her bright peach eyes.

Wen Zhi's eyes, as dark as obsidian, stared at her quietly. They were as dark as the abyss, and seemed to suck her soul in.

Xie Tingyu suddenly let go. Wen Zhiyu first glanced at the bone bell that Xie Tingyu had discarded without hesitation, and then looked at her expression.

Perhaps to cover up his guilt, Xie Tingyu pretended to be calm and raised his head, but in Wen Zhiyu's perspective, he seemed even more guilty, like a child who had done something wrong and wanted to divert adults' attention with candy.

Look, Xie Tingyu brought a red spiritual fruit, "Brother, do you want to eat it? It's very sweet."

Wen Zhi took the spiritual fruit with his left hand, and his fingers seemed to brush against Xie Tingyu's fingertips accidentally.

He raised his other hand and stroked the bone bell that was still dangling on his shoulder. His slender fingers gently placed on the bone bell. His voice was soft and gentle, "Is it sweet? It is very sweet."

Xie Tingyu was speechless: But you haven't eaten yet.

Wen Zhiyu clearly didn't do anything out of line, but Xie Tingyu felt that his actions and expressions were a bit astringent no matter how he looked at them. Is this something he could think or say?

Xie Tingyu's expression kept changing rapidly. Wen Zhi and Yu Guang looked at Xie Tingyu's expression and secretly regretted that they did not hear Xie Tingyu's thoughts.

"The eldest senior brother is still talking, second senior brother, listen carefully." Xie Tingyu stood upright and reminded Wen Zhiyu with a stern face.

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyu let out an "ah", not feeling the slightest bit of intimidation from Xie Tingyu's reminder. He was not afraid of Situ You. "You used to call me Senior Brother or Little Senior Brother, not Second Senior Brother."

There seemed to be some grievance in his voice, and his words were unusually soft. Xie Tingyu silently took a step to the side.

Wen Zhiyu smiled and said, "As expected, Junior Sister never disappoints Master."

"Only Master?" Xie Tingyu, who had originally planned not to reply, could not help but ask back when he heard Wen Zhiyu's words. This question stumped Wen Zhiyu.

The young man with a gentle smile on his face did not change his expression.

The two chatted without paying any attention to the people around them. Ze Lan was pulled aside by Han Xun Zhen, "I knew this kid was pretending to be weak before."

"Alas, Xiaoyao has such a low level of cultivation, but he still vomits blood when he walks." Han Xunzhen snorted coldly, thinking of how Wen Zhiyu deliberately vomited blood in front of Xie Tingyu and framed him for it.

Ze Lan's expression was slightly solemn. "I'm not sighing at Xiaoyao. He has already surpassed Haichao in cultivation."

Han Xunzhen: “…Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”

Just when Xie Tingyu thought Wen Zhiyu would not answer, a warm and peaceful voice came to his ears again.

As usual, yet something seems different.

“Of course I was not disappointed.”