Chapter 46 The type of opponent you're most difficult to deal with...
Sheng Zhiyi lay obediently in bed all day.
She didn't know what the herbal soup Ji Fuguang gave her was made of, but after drinking it, she felt her whole body was full of energy and blood, and her chronic illness was completely gone.
The next day, she could no longer lie down.
Upon seeing Ji Fuguang outside, before he could even speak, Sheng Zhiyi immediately leaned over, grabbed his sleeve, and looked at him expectantly:
"Senior brother, my injuries have mostly healed. I'm not just being stubborn. I won't do anything else, just take a walk. I promise I won't practice swordsmanship or use spiritual energy, okay?"
Ji Fuguang unfolded his folding fan and casually pulled his sleeve out of her hand.
His eyes were smiling, and his voice was clear and melodious:
"Junior Sister's words are rather strange. What do you mean by practicing swordsmanship or using spiritual power? Do you think I would deliberately interfere?"
Sheng Zhiyi lowered her head and secretly pursed her lips.
The young master is here again.
He wouldn't interfere; he'd just be sarcastic, sarcastic, veiled, and mocking, all while maintaining an innocent facade.
Without waiting for her reply, Ji Fuguang waved his folding fan and walked straight ahead.
Sheng Zhiyi quickly followed.
The fact that they didn't tell her to go back means they tacitly agreed.
If you don't have a thick skin, you simply won't be able to get along with the young master.
She followed Ji Fuguang slowly up Shuanghua Peak, when she suddenly realized that Ji Fuguang was now heading towards the back of the mountain.
Are we going to the pear blossom grove we visited last time?
She secretly wondered what was going on, but then she saw Ji Fuguang turn around and walk towards the mountain stream beside him. On the other side of the stream was another mountain.
Shuanghua Peak, despite its name, is actually a continuous mountain range with overlapping peaks.
The place where they lived was not originally the main peak, but Ji Fuguang chose to live there because he liked it.
There are even higher snow-capped mountains nearby, their peaks covered in snow year-round, but according to Ji Fuguang, they aren't particularly scenic. Besides these, there are many other peaks around, but because Ji Fuguang prefers quiet, they are mostly covered in secluded forests and tall trees, uninhabited.
"come over."
As Sheng Zhiyi was thinking, she suddenly heard Ji Fuguang's voice.
He stretched out his arm, gesturing for Sheng Zhiyi to come over.
Ji Fuguang's movements seemed to suggest he was about to lift her up in his arms, and Sheng Zhiyi hesitated before speaking:
"Senior brother..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ji Fuguang raised his eyebrows, a hint of sarcasm appearing on his lips;
"You guarantee you won't practice swordsmanship or use spiritual energy?"
Well, she just said it herself.
Sheng Zhiyi gritted her teeth and walked over.
Seemingly disapproving of her dawdling, Ji Fuguang pulled her into his arms.
The two of them were lifted into the air. Sheng Zhiyi let out a soft gasp, and the next moment, her eyes lit up.
Beneath her, layers upon layers of deep green foliage rose and fell like a green sea in the mountain breeze, the branches and leaves undulating in the breeze. A light mist enveloped the area, drifting like smoke in large clumps.
The sky was azure, and the clouds were unbelievably white, with clear edges, soft and fluffy, each one seemingly plump and bulging.
Before she could take a closer look, Ji Fuguang had already gracefully landed with her.
Sheng Zhiyi looked at the scenery in front of her in surprise.
The upstream stream is calm and wide until it reaches this point, where the mountain suddenly breaks down, causing a large torrent of water to rush down, forming a waterfall like a white ribbon, making a loud splashing sound.
Water droplets splashed everywhere, and under the bright spring sunshine, they transformed into a magnificent rainbow hanging above the waterfall.
The pool beneath the waterfall is not large, but it is extremely deep, with a deep blue hue that obscures the bottom.
Beside the pool was a large expanse of pure white pebbles, seemingly washed there by the water, each one clean and beautiful.
Not far away is a quiet and verdant bamboo forest, where the sparse trees cast shadows and the branches and leaves rustle.
"What a beautiful place! I've never been here before!" Sheng Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise, lifting her skirt and taking a few steps on the pebble beach.
The ground crunched underfoot, as if I were about to sink into the rocky beach, yet I was steadily supported, a novel and unique sensation.
She ran to the pool, scooped up a handful of water, raised her arm and flicked it towards the waterfall. After playing with it for a few moments, she stood up and walked to Ji Fuguang's side, wanting to secretly flick a drop of water onto his cheek. However, she met Ji Fuguang's ambiguous smile and had no choice but to awkwardly lower her arm.
Sheng Zhiyi shook the water off her hands and asked, "Senior brother, why did you suddenly decide to come here?"
A flash of spiritual light appeared between Ji Fuguang's fingers as he used his spiritual power to isolate the water droplets from himself.
Seeing him like this, Sheng Zhiyi secretly complained, "This young master really has a lot of quirks. This is his germaphobia acting up again."
Ji Fuguang clearly didn't want to get too close to her, so he turned and walked towards the bamboo grove, saying casually, "Just taking a walk."
Sheng Zhiyi was taken aback, but couldn't help but smile as she jogged after him.
"Senior brother, senior brother..."
Ji Fuguang, annoyed by her, stopped and glanced at her with a dangerous smile on his lips.
The implication is clear: if there's nothing else, shut up.
Sheng Zhiyi looked up, her face beaming with joy, and stretched out her fist.
"Senior brother, please put your hand out."
Ji Fuguang glanced at her, a knowing smile playing on his lips.
"What, has the sun risen in the west? Junior Sister actually knows how to return the gift now?"
Upon hearing this, Sheng Zhiyi's eyes widened.
Does that mean she never gave him anything before? Like that braised snails in ghee last time…
Well... in the end, she did eat it...
But that's because he doesn't eat! It's not her problem!
Before the young master could refuse again, Sheng Zhiyi grabbed Ji Fuguang's hand and stuffed what she was holding into his hand.
"Senior brother, this is the fan pendant I made! It's for you!"
Her voice unconsciously lowered, and she glanced at Ji Fuguang discreetly.
Ji Fuguang pinched the small sachet pendant between his fingers and examined it carefully for a few moments.
The sachet was sea blue, matching the color of his hairband, and was embroidered with auspicious runes commonly found in the cultivation world, with tassels hanging from the bottom.
However, the entire sachet was sewn crookedly, and the embroidered runes were of varying sizes and thicknesses, clearly rendering it ineffective for bringing blessings.
Ji Fuguang squeezed the sachet, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile:
What's inside?
Looking at his expression, Sheng Zhiyi saw that although he was smiling, he seemed rather dissatisfied...
She was naturally not happy, and lowered her voice to say:
"tea……"
"What?"
"I mean, tea leaves!"
Sheng Zhiyi spoke in an annoyed tone.
Perhaps because his entire body was already enveloped in the strong scent of pear blossoms, Ji Fuguang actually didn't really like using perfumes.
There is an incense burner in Shuanghua Peak's villa, but he himself never smells of spices.
But he loved drinking tea, and Sheng Zhiyi had brewed tea for him many times, so she knew he liked the delicate aroma of tea. Therefore, instead of the usual spices, she put tea leaves in the sachet.
These tea leaves were specially refined by Sheng Zhiyi using magic, making their aroma last longer.
She secretly spent the whole day working on this.
Although the spell wasn't difficult, it still took a lot of thought and effort.
Sheng Zhiyi became increasingly unhappy as she thought about it. Checking her spiritual sense, she found that the countdown for the mission had ended.
The system task was completed, and she breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to reach out and ask for the sachet pendant back.
She had barely moved her finger when she heard Ji Fuguang's voice:
"Thank you, junior sister."
Huh?
Sheng Zhiyi curiously lifted her eyelids and glanced at Ji Fuguang.
A gentle smile appeared on his lips, seemingly no different from usual.
But... I seem to have cheered up again.
A strange, spoiled brat temper.
That being said, seeing Ji Fuguang tie the fan pendant to "Zhaoye Xue" and hang the sea-blue sachet below the elegant folding fan, Sheng Zhiyi couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.
After watching for a while, he spoke up somewhat shyly:
"Senior brother...why don't you take it off?"
She didn't realize it while she was making it, and she was so happy afterward that she didn't notice it either. At that moment, the fan pendant was under the exquisite and elegant folding fan, and as she looked at it...
It looks increasingly rough and crooked.
It really doesn't match.
Ji Fuguang seemed not to hear him, gently tapped his folding fan in his palm, and walked into the bamboo forest.
Sheng Zhiyi had no choice but to follow.
In the bamboo forest, sunlight gilds the slender bamboo leaves, the wind sways the bamboo shadows, and the fresh mountain air rushes in.
Sheng Zhiyi felt a surge of joy and couldn't help but say:
"Senior brother, after this healing, I feel my strength has greatly increased. It's the last match, and I will definitely win!"
As she spoke, her expression hardened.
Only by winning and entering the inner circle can one truly advance and retreat alongside Ji Fuguang.
These days, the demonic forces are making a resurgence, and more and more places are falling into enemy hands.
Many inner disciples have already received sect missions to go out and exterminate the demon race, and many outer disciples who have finished their competitions have also been assigned to go along to gain experience.
As the sect's chief disciple, Ji Fuguang would probably have taken on a sect mission if he hadn't been held back by the inner sect selection.
The inner and outer sect missions are different. If Sheng Zhiyi is unable to enter the inner sect at that time, she will be separated from Ji Fuguang.
There's only one match left, and she absolutely has to win!
Ji Fuguang reached out and brushed aside the bamboo branch blocking his path. Upon hearing this, he chuckled softly:
“Junior Sister is so resolute, but…”
He lowered his eyes, glanced at Sheng Zhiyi, and loosened his grip.
Do you know who your opponent is?
The bamboo branches that had been pushed aside suddenly pulled back, causing them to tremble violently.
Sheng Zhiyi bit her lip and nodded vigorously.
Liu Suxin.
In this year's inner sect selection, if Sheng Zhiyi was a dark horse, then Liu Suxin was no less impressive.
Liu Suxin was born in the mortal realm. It is said that she was originally quite good at studying and could have passed the exam to become a female teacher. However, when the Tianyan Sect came to the city where she lived, they discovered that she had spiritual roots and took her back to the sect.
In the eyes of mortals, cultivators are half a step into the immortal realm, and Liu Suxin's family naturally agreed. However, after entering the Tianyan Sect, Liu Suxin was a great disappointment.
She was clumsy and could not learn swordsmanship no matter what she did. It is said that while everyone else had mastered a set of sword techniques, she was still struggling to learn the first few moves.
During the swordsmanship assessment, his instructor judged him to be "dull-witted and unfit for great use".
Back then, some people secretly gossiped that Liu Suxin might be going to become a handyman, which was unprecedented in the sect—going from an outer disciple to a handyman.
Liu Suxin naturally heard these comments. Her original personality was introverted and quiet, and coupled with her slow progress in cultivation, she always kept to herself.
Sheng Zhiyi found it hard to imagine how Liu Suxin, who was originally considered a prodigy, managed to persevere when her fate suddenly changed and she was left to walk alone in the unfamiliar world of cultivation, where no one believed in her.
But she did persevere.
When learning swordsmanship, she practiced swordsmanship silently; when learning mental cultivation techniques, she practiced mental cultivation techniques silently.
As a result, she actually made great progress in the mental techniques!
At the beginning of this inner sect selection, Liu Suxin was not particularly noticeable. However, as the selection progressed, everyone realized that her spiritual power was comparable to that of a mid-level inner sect disciple.
This is truly astonishing!
Ji Fuguang placed his folding fan against the meridian points on Sheng Zhiyi's shoulder, his voice very calm:
"Liu Suxin is the most difficult opponent you can deal with."
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