Nanfeng was overjoyed. Just moments ago, these people were arrogant, but now they were in a sorry state! He stood there like a lord, sword in hand, arms crossed, and said, "I told you, don't mess with me! I'm someone you can't afford to mess with!"
This young master is Ah Cheng's eldest son-in-law!
Hmph, if I told you this title, it would scare you to death!
But I won't say it. Hmph, my wife is too good at fighting. She's so envious of me!
Feng Qingcheng said calmly, "I'm leaving."
Nanfeng, snapping out of her daze, was dumbfounded: "Huh? Go? Where to?"
Feng Qingcheng: "Let's go down the mountain."
The third fragment has been located; we can no longer stay at the Xuantian Sect.
"But...but..." I haven't had enough of showing off yet! Why are we going down the mountain already?
Uncle Chang jumped out: "Acheng, where are you taking my disciple?"
Feng Qingcheng asked, "Does Uncle Chang have any objections to going on a training trip?"
Uncle Chang was furious: "Of course! Did you ask for my opinion?"
“Even Master didn’t stop it, why would Uncle Chang try to stop it?” Feng Qingcheng didn’t back down at all.
“An Ding’s word is not enough. If you want to go down the mountain for training, you have to go through the trials according to the rules of the Xuan Tian Sect. Everyone can only go after they have passed the trials.”
He was determined to cultivate Nanfeng and Xiaowangyou, how could he let Feng Qingcheng steal them away?
And then there's this half-demon dragon, Mo Yuan; he hasn't been able to deal with him yet.
Feng Qingcheng immediately gathered her team members to stand in a row.
"Does Uncle Chang think my people aren't qualified to come down the mountain?" Feng Qingcheng sneered.
Jiang Yuebai, no need to explain, right?
She could poison the Xuan Tian Sect with just a bottle of poison.
Long Moyuan is above her.
As for Nanfeng and Xiaowangyou, they are slightly weaker.
But now, with the Longquan sword by his side, Nanfeng's strength has doubled.
Laughing Forget-Worry is poisonous; even if those magical beasts didn't use it, they would still be crippled!
"Whether someone is qualified or not is not up to me to decide, but up to their ability." Uncle Chang winked at the elders.
Make it more difficult!
If you want to keep our staff, you need to step up your efforts and add fuel to the fire!
The elders understood and immediately went to make arrangements.
"Ah Cheng, your and Jiang Yuebai's strength is beyond doubt. As for the others, it's not too difficult. It's just ten levels. Just defeat the elders and monsters in the levels," Uncle Chang said with a smile.
Feng Qingcheng said, "In order to finish this quickly, we've decided to form a team."
"Team formation difficulty has increased."
I'll summon a bunch of monsters and wipe you out.
"no problem."
"No poison allowed," Uncle Chang established another rule.
Nanfeng said, "That's not fair. They never said we couldn't use it."
“That’s someone else, Ah Cheng is different.”
With the Poison God's poison out there, what's the point of playing anymore?
Feng Qingcheng rolled her eyes at him: "Uncle Chang, you dare to treat me like this? Aren't you afraid that no one will be able to cure your poison?"
Uncle Chang's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately smiled and said, "Acheng, I'm just following the rules. I trust you wouldn't do that."
I really want to.
The old man didn't know that after the fragments were removed from his body, he would be completely cured.
We have to fool him about this, otherwise what if he tries to harm A Yuan?
"Uncle Chang, you'll need A-Yuan's help every month to detoxify you. Have you thought this through?"
She wasn't afraid to do anything malicious.
She was afraid that the old man would use some kind of trick to make it impossible for them to pass the test.
I don't have that much free time to play with them.
Uncle Chang's face was particularly grim: "Acheng, why can't others do it?"
"No, because it requires a special kind of magic that only A-Yuan knows."
Uncle Chang almost jumped up.
Could it be demonic magic?
He actually needs demonic magic to save him?
This is terrifying!
"Uncle Chang, as you thought, so you have to protect A-Yuan well." After saying that, Feng Qingcheng smiled and led her fledgling team to the challenge.
The ten levels are basically just training against monsters.
There was no challenge at all.
Although the elders increased the difficulty, it was a piece of cake for Feng Qingcheng and her companions.
Jiang Yuebai handled the first three challenges all by herself.
Upon reaching the fourth checkpoint, the number of monsters doubled. Xiao Wangyou, using his identity as a beast tamer, rendered the monsters powerless simply by playing his flute, allowing a few people to easily defeat them.
In the end, it was only after several elders stepped in that some of the monsters were saved.
In the fifth level, the number of monsters doubled again.
These old men are far too naive.
They clearly couldn't bear to see these magical beasts die, but they still brought them here, their bodies covered in blood.
They're really willing to spend a fortune to keep them.
But is this really useful?
Feng Qingcheng gave Xiao Wangyou a jade flute.
"Ayou, this jade flute doesn't seem to be of much use to me, so I'll give it to you. This level depends on you."
Xiao Wangyou was stunned: "Acheng, this is too precious."
He was poor and could only use a bamboo flute. If he had a jade flute, he could infuse it with magic and spiritual energy, which would give him better control over magical beasts.
The key point is that this is a flute made of the finest white jade, the kind that is extremely rare and unavailable in the market.
I wonder where Ah Cheng found such a wonderful treasure.
Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "A weapon can only be effective when it is wielded by a suitable master."
After saying that, she handed him the jade flute.
I've amassed quite a few treasures lately, including many weapons, but this is my only flute.
She treated all her friends equally, and since Nanfeng received a gift from her, naturally others would receive one as well.
As for Jiang Yuebai and Long Moyuan, a suitable gift has not yet been found for them.
"Thank you, Acheng." Xiao Wangyou stroked the jade flute, deeply moved.
Nanfeng said enviously, "Luckily, I have already obtained the Longquan Sword, otherwise I would be so jealous that I would die."
Having received no gift, Jiang Yuebai silently turned away.
They were Ah Cheng's friends, so it was normal for them to receive gifts from her.
He came from humble beginnings, and he was already content to occasionally receive a glance from her.
One should not be too greedy.
As for Long Moyuan, he was extremely jealous and directly reached out to ask, "Acheng, where is my weapon?"
Everyone has it, yet he's missing.
Long Moyuan was furious.
He was really worried that in the next level, Acheng would pull out another weapon and give it to Jiang Yuebai.
These two idiots are one thing, but Ah Cheng sees Jiang Yuebai as someone different.
Sometimes Long Moyuan really wanted to ruin Jiang Yuebai's face.
"Ah Yuan, you don't seem to lack weapons, do you?" Feng Qingcheng looked at him scrutinizingly.
The key issue is that there's no one suitable for him.
Even if I give him a flute, he won't know how to play it.
“I’m in dire need of one. I can play the flute too,” Long Moyuan said through gritted teeth.
Nanfeng quickly hid his Longquan sword, and Xiaowangyou also hurriedly infused his spiritual power into the jade flute, fearing that someone would try to snatch it.
Feng Qingcheng knew this guy was jealous again! To appease Long Moyuan, she had no choice but to tiptoe and kiss him, her face flushed as she whispered, "I'll give it to you tonight."
Long Moyuan felt an itchy sensation on his cheek, like being bitten by tiny ants.
Soon, his handsome face was flushed a suspicious blush. There was no jealousy left in his heart; only sweetness.
If it weren't for the presence of other people, he would have pulled her back to her room immediately.
I'll deal with her properly tonight.
The group of people stared in disbelief.
Isn't Acheng being a bit too audacious?
Can't she consider the occasion at all?
Where is the girl's modesty?
The onlookers outside blushed.
Uncle Chang coughed and said, "Just pretend you didn't see it."
The crowd said, "We're not blind. Can we just pretend this never happened?"
"Exactly, a real man should kiss you back."
"Is Rong Yuan no good? If not, let me do it!"
"You're about to die, how dare you even think about your senior sister?"
"What's wrong with me just thinking about it?"
Uncle Chang was furious: "Have you all gotten this bold now? You're all single, what do you know!"
Everyone: Actually, they also secretly read those rare comic books and the like.
In this challenge, Xiao Wangyou was supposed to use the power of the jade flute given to him by Acheng, but Long Moyuan directly took out his twin swords and unleashed a flurry of magic. In the blink of an eye, a large number of magical beasts fell to the ground.
Everyone stared in astonishment.
Is this Rong Yuan?
That's just too amazing!
"This...this level of cultivation is something neither you nor I can achieve." The elders watching from the outside were dumbfounded.
This young man is clearly not very strong, how could he be so powerful?
Uncle Chang was furious: "Could it be that he increased his strength by half by using the combination of two swords?"
"That's possible."
"A genius!"
“Rong Yuan and Feng Chengcheng are a perfect match. They have shown us how to use the least amount of cultivation to unleash the most powerful moves.”
"They are amazing. It is a blessing for the Xuantian Sect to have such a couple."
Despite the elders' adoration, Uncle Chang was filled with worry.
Does Long Moyuan use demonic magic?
He'd heard that the demons' magic was incredibly powerful, but he'd never witnessed it firsthand.
No, he has to tell An Ding about Long Moyuan's identity; it's too terrifying.
What Long Moyuan made Uncle Chang realize was that the real horror was yet to come.
In order to descend the mountain quickly, he defeated the monsters in the last few stages with a single move.
Upon seeing this, the elders all tried to stop his killing spree.
This Rong Yuan is too overpowered!
"Amazing!"
"That's outrageous."
"Rong Yuan, you're amazing!"
"Senior Brother, is your position in jeopardy?"
Jiang Yuebai hadn't expected Long Moyuan to be so powerful.
Even if there were ten of them, they couldn't possibly injure so many magical beasts with a single move.
It's a shame he previously thought he wasn't good enough for Ah Cheng.
It turns out the clown was himself.
Faced with the questions raised by his fellow disciples, Jiang Yuebai clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Long Moyuan, saying respectfully, "Young Master Rong, I humbly admit defeat. From now on, you will be the senior disciple of the Xuantian Sect."
Long Moyuan wasn't interested in being called the senior brother, but since Acheng was the senior sister, he would accept the title of 'senior brother'.
“No problem,” Long Moyuan said calmly.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Sister!"
The crowd called out respectfully.
The eldest brother can sweep away a dense horde of magical beasts with a single move, and the eldest sister can sweep the Tianyan Sect members off the stage with a single move!
Such strength is what makes them worthy of being the senior brothers and sisters of the Xuantian Sect! In the future, whenever the Xuantian Sect mentions their great achievements, it will terrify everyone!
These are the first senior brothers and sisters selected by the Xuantian Sect without a martial arts contest since its founding.
Amidst the admiration of the crowd, Feng Qingcheng led her fledgling team down the mountain in a whirlwind.
Seeing that the group had easily passed all ten checkpoints, it was impossible to stop them from leaving the mountain. So Uncle Chang secretly followed behind them.
He has to keep an eye on Long Moyuan.
We can't let him ruin Acheng.
As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Long Moyuan couldn't wait to find an inn.
Ignoring the surprised looks from Nanfeng and the others, he pulled Acheng upstairs.
"We'll each have our own dinner. Ah Cheng and I have been practicing fasting and meditation recently."
After Long Moyuan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the two of them disappeared.
Nanfeng asked, "Have their cultivation reached the point where they can abstain from grains?"
Xiao Wangyou said, "Their level is about the same as ours, isn't there something wrong with that?"
Jiang Yuebai said, "Perhaps they have comprehended a deeper level of the Dao."
The group looked up at the building with envy, quickly ate a few bites of dinner, and then went back to their rooms to cultivate.
As Long Moyuan and Feng Qingcheng become more and more powerful, they are under a lot of pressure.
As soon as Long Moyuan entered the room, he pinned Feng Qingcheng against the wall and casually drew a barrier.
Feng Qingcheng blushed deeply.
Isn't this guy a little too impatient?
"Ah Cheng, where's my gift?" Long Moyuan reached out his hand, his eyes fixed intently on her.
That look in his eyes was not only intense but also fiery.
Feng Qingcheng's breathing quickened: "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."
Long Moyuan showed no sign of letting her off the hook: "Acheng, I'm closing my eyes. Don't even think about escaping, or I'll make sure you can't get out of bed for a month."
Feng Qingcheng sighed helplessly. She was truly afraid of this person.
"I'm going into my spatial dimension. Wait for me a moment."
She really hadn't decided what to give him.
Feng Qingcheng entered the space and used magic to make a set of couple's pajamas as thin as cicada wings, one black and one white, which made people's imaginations run wild.
Then she jumped into the river for a nice bath, changed into her pajamas, and finally sprayed on jasmine perfume.
"Master, it smells so good."
Inside the space, several small spirit pets were frantically sniffing.
Feng Qingcheng smiled: "The allure of perfume."
The little guys didn't understand.
They sensed that their owner was acting very strangely tonight.
Feng Qingcheng isolated a few of the little creatures, then brought over a box, and finally crawled inside.
Feng Qingcheng said to the guy outside, "A Yuan, the gift I gave you is in the box in my space. Come in and open it yourself."
After saying that, I helped him open the space.
Long Moyuan went inside.
The space was filled with a hazy, beautiful atmosphere.
The most eye-catching item was the large box decorated with bows.
What kind of gift is it that requires such a large box to be packed?
Long Moyuan was incredibly curious.
With a heart full of excitement, he opened the box with trembling hands, and saw a set of white clothes as thin as a cicada's wing placed on the first layer.
Is this his undergarment?
Does Acheng like him to sleep in this kind of undergarment?
Long Moyuan was extremely excited. He carefully picked up the pajamas, turned around, and put them on.
This is practically the same as not wearing anything at all!
So it turns out Ah Cheng likes this kind of thing.
Long Moyuan couldn't help but smile.
He continued to examine the box and soon discovered a hidden compartment.
The moment the box was opened, Feng Qingcheng, wearing a black see-through nightgown, was curled up inside.
This scene is enough to make Long Moyuan's nose bleed.
"Ah Yuan, I'm giving myself to you as a gift. Do you like it?"
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she blew a breath at him.
Long Moyuan felt his blood boiling.
Even when Ah Cheng is dressed so warmly, he still has all sorts of fantasies about her, let alone now that she's practically naked.
No, these pajamas have an added touch of ethereal beauty.
"like."
Long Moyuan pulled her into his arms and kissed her eagerly.
“Acheng”.
Soon, Long Moyuan was completely captivated by her enigmatic beauty.
It's just a set of pajamas, but it's as powerful as a spell to bewitch you.
Long Moyuan's composure is truly impressive.
Feng Qingcheng secretly chuckled to herself a few times.
She quickly fell for him herself.
Long Moyuan, he's really too wicked.
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