The sect competition lasted for a month.
The fights get slower as time goes on, because at this point, not only are there fewer arenas, but each match will often last for half a day.
This will allow many disciples to watch every exciting game to their heart's content.
And the losers will continue to compete until the specific rankings are determined.
During this month, Yun Nie did not compete every day, but Sang Yue came every day.
Sometimes Yun Nie and Qu Yu didn’t notice their own shortcomings, and Sang Yue would call them over to remind them after the competition.
Sometimes the two were not sure about their next opponent, and Sang Yue would tell them from which angle they could break through.
Many elders will take this opportunity of the competition to teach their disciples. Actual combat will expose more problems and make people learn more deeply.
But there are only a few people as meticulous and patient as Sang Yue.
With Sang Yue's off-field guidance, Yun Nie and Qu Yu's group discussions became much more efficient, and they no longer had to stay in class every day.
In short, during this period, although some days made people anxious, lonely, and worried, it was still enjoyable because there was something to look forward to every day.
And it goes by fast.
Sang Yue is not mentally prepared yet.
The sect competition is over, Qu Yu is fifth in individual competition and Yun Nie is third in individual competition.
The two were the youngest among the top thirty, especially Yun Nie, who had only been in the sect for two years. Once his results came out, he instantly became a celebrity in the entire sect.
All monks know that what separates one monk from another is neither age nor family background.
It's a talent.
Talent is something mysterious and unfathomable. It can make a cultivator stand out at a young age, or it can make a cultivator have to look up to others for the rest of his life.
Qu Yu was originally a celebrity in the sect. Before he met Yun Nie, he always held his chin high wherever he went.
He had become accustomed to being admired and looked up to by others, so after getting a good ranking, he was happy for a while, then he was able to treat it with a normal attitude.
But Yun Nie is different. Yun Nie doesn’t interact with others much and rarely shows up in public. This should be the first time he has enjoyed such attention.
Qu Yu was worried that he would not be able to adapt, so he decided to ask him to come out to the team celebration party and then have a private talk with him afterward.
Their team also achieved a good result of fifth place in the team competition, which was worth celebrating. Although the other three teammates could not participate in the Star Picking Meeting, they made an appointment to watch it together then.
For grand events like the Star Picking Competition, disciples who have not obtained a place cannot participate in the competition and ranking, but can watch from outside the arena.
Every time it is held, there are crowds of people and it is even more lively than the sect competition.
Qu Yu is looking for Yun Nie.
He looked in all the possible places, but couldn't find it. The last place he looked was his master's cave, and sure enough, he saw Yun Nie in front of the door.
Yun Nie is exploring the reward that Sang Yue promised him: a flying boat.
After Qu Yu came over, Sang Yue waved with a smile and gave him a reward.
After all, he is his registered disciple, and he achieved a good result of fifth place, which brought honor to himself.
"I was just about to ask Xiao Nie to call you, and you came." Sang Yue asked kindly, "You look anxious, what's the matter?"
Qu Yu said excitedly: "Nothing else, I just want to find Yun Nie to attend the celebration party. We won fifth place in the team competition, and I want to celebrate together."
Yun Nie was stunned. He had no idea that there was such a thing he needed to participate in. He thought the game was over...
Without waiting for Yun Nie to say anything, Sang Yue agreed on his behalf: "It's just right to take this flying boat. After the game, you can relax and have fun with your friends. There's no need to rush back."
He also gave the two of them a bag of spirit stones so that they could have fun.
Qu Yu climbed onto the flying boat excitedly and pulled Yun Nie to start the boat. Yun Nie looked back several times as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, and Sang Yue smiled calmly every time.
The smile on Sang Yue's face did not disappear until the flying boat disappeared.
Instead, there was solemnity and a hint of entanglement.
In fact, when Yun Nie came back and asked him whether he was satisfied with his results, Sang Yue knew that there was something he could not avoid.
What can he say?
Of course I would first say I was very satisfied, then take out the flying boat as a reward and try to delay time as much as possible.
It’s not like he was going to break his promise… He just wasn’t mentally prepared.
I have been preparing myself mentally for almost a month.
But it’s still difficult!
Sang Yue returned to the cave solemnly and took out a book: "Single Father as Both Father and Mother".
He is trying to brainwash himself:
This is pure, this is natural, this is ordinary and common, there is nothing to worry about, and it is a matter of course without any additional impurities.
Why can others do it but I can’t?
That must be the wrong storybook.
So Sang Yue opened another book: "How I, as a Master, Feed My Disciples with My Own Body (Part 1)".
Well, this is a good book, it is closer to my own mentality.
Time passes by little by little.
Yunnie is back.
As soon as he came back, he couldn't wait to run towards Sang Yue and hugged Sang Yue's waist. His face was red and hot, and his eyes were a little hazy.
Sang Yue threw the book away and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Yunnie said: "I drank a little bit of wine and felt a little strange."
It turned out that he was drinking.
Became a little drunk.
Yun Nie looked at Sang Yue relentlessly: "Master, can you hold me?"
Sang Yue hugged him and said, "Of course."
Yun Nie said again: "Master, they said that you must be very satisfied with me, is that true?"
"Satisfied, very, very satisfied."
Seeing that Yun Nie was about to lose his balance, Sang Yue simply carried him to the Lingtan Pond, let him soak in it, and splashed water to wash away the smell of alcohol on his body.
Yun Nie felt dizzy and had nowhere to gain support, so he had to hold tightly onto Sang Yue's arm.
"Master, please catch me quickly, or I will float away."
Yunnie said worriedly.
Sang Yue held back his laughter and grabbed his wrist: "Is this okay?"
Yun Nie: "...Okay, that's enough, but, Master, don't you want to hold me?"
Yun Nie's puzzled look was too serious, and Sang Yue had no choice but to soak in it himself, half-hugging the little drunk to give him a bath.
Yun Nie was finally satisfied and made a new request: "Master, I want to hear a lullaby."
Sang Yue flicked his head: "Why are there so many requests today?"
Yun Nie paused and said, "They said that if the master is satisfied with me, he will be willing to give me a lot of rewards, isn't that right?"
How else could Sang Yue answer? Of course, he was right.
It's not easy to serve a drunkard
Sang Yue satisfied him one by one, and when they finished washing, Yun Nie closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.
Sang Yue dried his hair and gently put him back on the bed.
It’s better to go to sleep. We can talk about it tomorrow if there is anything.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Yun Nie suddenly open his eyes and grab his clothes.
"Master, reward."
Sang Yue: “…”
Yun Nie gritted his teeth and repeated slowly, solemnly, clearly and with great effort: "Master, reward."
Sang Yue coaxed him: "My dear disciple, you are drunk, take a rest first, we can discuss the reward tomorrow, okay?"
Yun Nie: "Master, reward, Master, reward, Master, reward..."
The entire phonograph stone became a spirit.
He was really too persistent. Even though he was drunk and sleepy, his eyes were hazy, but he was still thinking about this matter.
Immortal Lord Yuehua, who was usually calm and generous in front of others, gradually blushed.
I thought Yun Nie was not in his right mind and therefore couldn't ask for the second reward from me.
It turned out that he hadn't forgotten it at all.
Rather, because I was a little drunk, the only thing on my mind was this one thing, and I was obsessed with completing it.
Sang Yue's attitude had softened, but he was still struggling. He took out a milk bottle from his ring and said, "Master just got some fresh milk from Yantai Mountain. How about I feed you some?"
Yun Nie stared at the bottle for two seconds, pursed his lips, stopped talking, and turned his head away.
It's rare that I feel a little emotional and unhappy.
Sang Yue had no choice but to put the bottle away and sighed, "You, you, Master is not a woman, how can I really feed you?"
Yun Nie glanced at him secretly, and when he saw that the bottle was gone, he turned his face back.
He said seriously and earnestly: "It doesn't matter. I don't really want to drink it."
Sang Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then you are quite tolerant and generous."
Yun Nie: "Well, because he is the master, as long as he is the master, it is enough."
Somehow, Sang Yue couldn't say any more words to try to escape.
That's all.
Just agree to it since it has already been promised.
"Xiao Nie, don't tell anyone about this."
In the end, Sang Yue only gave this instruction and then lay down on his side with a blushing face.
The corners of the beauty's eyes were red, like white jade reflecting the clouds and peach blossoms falling in the snow. He was no longer as dignified and elegant as before, but instead showed a bit of private beauty and glamour.
It is true, like a banished immortal falling into the mortal world, becoming more and more gorgeous as time goes by.
Sang Yue didn't want to look directly at the person in his arms, so he turned his face slightly, half-closed his eyes, and hid his thoughts that were changing in thousands of ways.
He was silent and tolerant.
Three thousand strands of black hair are like countless thoughts, scattered and spreading in a messy manner, completely surrounding the beautiful dream.
No, that was not a dream, it was reality.
This is the truth that belongs to Yun Nie alone and will never be shared with others.
Such scenery is hard to see in the world.
Yun Nie was drunk and had no time to appreciate it.
He just felt that his whole body was light and his consciousness was hazy. He was buried in the warm embrace of the faint fragrance. Like a greedy young animal, he couldn't wait to gnaw on it instinctively.
Sang Yue closed his eyes helplessly and gently stroked the back of Yun Nie's head.
What a troublesome little wolf cub. I have never seen him so thirsty.
…
hiss.
This little bastard!
In the end, Sang Yue reached out and forcibly pulled him out of his arms.
It never ends!
Yun Nie subconsciously leaned back and said slowly and dully, "Master."
Sang Yue pulled the quilt over him in a bad mood and held his head down: "It's no use calling you Master! Your teeth are so sharp, be careful or I'll pull them all out for you."
Yun Nie: “…”
He licked his shiny lips and lay down obediently, but he was reluctant to fall asleep like this.
I still want to spend some time with my master.
"Master, your face is so red."
Sang Yue: “…”
Yun Nie: "Master, are you hot?"
Sang Yue: “…”
Yun Nie: "Master, I'm sorry."
Sang Yue: “?”
Yun Nie: "Your chest is wet, let me wipe it for you."
Sang Yue: “…”
He quickly pressed Yun Nie's hand and put his palm on his eyelids. This little bastard, maybe because he was drunk, was so difficult and annoying.
"Okay, go to bed and stop talking."
If he continued talking, Sang Yue was really afraid that he would not be able to control himself and beat someone up.
Yun Nie had no choice but to go to sleep obediently.
Satisfying, fragrant and sweet.
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