Chapter 138: Might Lose



Chapter 138: Might Lose

Midsummer disappeared in a flash, and a long drizzle fell in Shengjing.

Ji You was sitting in a teahouse in Chunhua Lane at this time, watching the rain outside and the water droplets dripping along the tiles on the roof.

He had been purifying his body for the entire summer, but this was only his thirteenth time.

Because the practice of breaking through the limits is really too difficult for myself.

At this time, there is not much time left until the Autumn Fight.

Cao Jinsong ran to his yard every day and reminded him of many things. He seemed much more nervous than he was.

After all, in his eyes, Ji You is the glory of their Fengzhou.

He was not the only one who had this idea. The governor of Fengzhou seemed to think so too. So after the Great Heat, the governor made a special trip to Shengjing and met him through Kuang Cheng's introduction.

The governor of Fengzhou was probably nearly fifty years old and spoke a northern dialect that sounded quite friendly.

The purpose of his visit to Ji You was actually the same as what Pei Ruyi said, which was to discuss the matter of him establishing a noble family or a fairy manor in Fengzhou.

Qiu Dou was a small matter for most people, but the commotion caused by the welcoming and seeing off was bigger than expected.

Even Princess Changle, the daughter of Prince Chong, sent a visiting card through Wei Rui, wanting to invite Ji You to a banquet.

On the eve of the beginning of autumn, everything was in chaos. It was not until today that Ji Hanfei finally had some free time to focus on his main business.

So he went to the Sword Testing Forest, watched women like Lu Qingqiu sweating profusely while dancing with swords, and then took away Bai Rulong, who was about to set up his nest in the Sword Testing Forest, and robbed him of two taels of silver before going out for tea.

"The Autumn Fight is divided into the inner and outer courts. There is not just one fight for admission, but many fights at the same time."

"For example, those students in the outer courtyard who are about to leave will have a competition at the end."

"However, these fights rarely attract attention, because everyone's attention is basically focused on the most important one, which is the fight between the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard."

"In addition, the five halls in the inner courtyard would compete with each other at this time in previous years. The halls that have passed on the teachings of the emperor usually just stop at a certain point, while the halls that do not have the teachings of the emperor are very serious in the competition. In fact, they are also fighting for the position of the teachings of the emperor."

“So before the Autumn Contest begins, many cultivators will appear in Shengjing to join in the fun. Some are from immortal villages, and some are from aristocratic families.”

Ban Yangshu was also holding a teacup at this time, looking at the rumbling wheels and explaining.

The love of watching people fight is engraved in the genes of the human race.

Ji You looked at the carriages and flags with the family emblems under the city wall and said, "You love watching fights so much."

"It's not just because they like to watch fights. Many noble families or immortal villages will invite those who are about to leave the courtyard to serve as their family offerings at this time."

Pei Ruyi nodded: "I also received invitations from several immortal villas back then, but I felt unwilling to leave the academy, so I rejected those invitations and joined the Director's Court."

Wen Zhengxin couldn't help but reply at this time: "There weren't so many in previous years, at most there were just some scattered children from aristocratic families, but this year's autumn competition is different, because many people come to see Chu He, and by the way, to see you, Junior Brother."

"The Chu family is already famous throughout the world. Although they don't have a Taoist tradition, they are known as the eighth great immortal sect. Many people will be interested in the fight between the two sons of the Chu family."

“As for you, Junior Brother, after what happened to the ruins and the Sword Forest, you may be more attractive than the Chu family.”

Ji You turned to look at Bai Rulong at this time: "In fact, Immortal Emperor Rulong could have achieved enlightenment before the Autumn Battle, but it's a pity that he spent the whole day in the Sword Forest watching the female monks dance with swords."

Bai Rulong was holding a teacup at this time: "It's useless even if I try hard. How can I beat you?"

"If Junior Brother Bai had worked hard in previous years, he would have had a chance to enter the inner courtyard, but this year it is really too difficult."

Ban Yangshu spoke very nicely and comforted Bai Rulong who had just been robbed of his silver and invited to drink tea.

But his words were not entirely comforting.

Because if Ji You and Chu He were not there, Bai Rulong's talent would be considered well-known in the outer courtyard, and he might not be without a chance.

Therefore, timing is also a very important thing for cultivators.

Ji You looked at the falling rain outside the window and murmured, "To be honest with you, senior brothers and sisters, I think I might lose to Chu He this time."

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Hearing this, Wen Zhengxin, Ban Yangshu and Pei Ruyi were all stunned.

Even Bai Rulong, who had always been only interested in round buttocks, couldn't help but turn his head to look, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Although the Chu family has a strong foundation, it cannot be said that Ji You's entry into the inner courtyard is a foregone conclusion until the end, but in their opinion, Junior Brother Ji will not be afraid before a battle.

Especially for a swordsman like him, if his sword heart is timid first, his sword energy will naturally be weak.

Ban Yangshu couldn't help but lean forward: "Junior brother, please don't have such thoughts. No matter how deep the Chu family's foundation is, they can't let Chu He directly enter the Rong Dao realm. How can you think you will lose? What happened?"

Ji You turned and looked at them: "Some problems have not been solved until now."

"What's the problem? Tell me and we'll solve it together!" Pei Ruyi spoke without thinking.

"My sword was broken at Spirit Sword Mountain. Later they only gave me one sword as compensation, which is not very useful. Can you brothers and sisters help me to raise money to buy a sword..."

The Immortal Emperor Rulong seemed to see through everything and thought to himself, I knew this is the case.

He robbed me of two taels of silver but didn't put it in his pocket, and even invited so many people to have tea. This was not his style at all.

Sure enough, this is to use two taels of silver to pry more silver.

But Ji You was not lying, he really had no money to buy a sword.

On that day at Lingjian Mountain, Ding Yao kept mocking him for hanging out with a rich woman, so he took the sword that Shang Xiyao had given him. However, that sword was said to be rare in the world, so it was not appropriate to pull it out in public.

What's the point of fighting without a sword? Wouldn't you just lose? So under the drizzle, Ban Yangshu and the other two gathered a table of silver coins for Ji You, and then they all fell silent.

Other cultivators who want to enter the inner courtyard have a headache about the realm, methods, and techniques.

But my junior brother’s headache is that he has no money to buy a sword. This is really magical and it would make people laugh to death if they tell it to others.

"This... this is barely enough to buy you three swords."

Pei Ruyi couldn't help but shook his head when he heard Wen Zhengxin speak: "No, two."

Wen Zhengxin glanced at him and said, "Three is enough, right?"

"The sword Chu He uses must be the best. It can't be called a divine weapon, but it must be a top-grade spiritual sword. If you buy some ordinary swords, they might be cut off on the spot. So two swords are barely enough. One is enough."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Ji You also looked at the silver in front of him, and after a long pause, he said, "It's okay, there is still Instructor Cao."

Pei Ruyi looked up at him and said, "Maybe not. He complained to me yesterday, saying that he paid for your food and drink during your retreat for the entire month, and now he has no money left."

"Senior sister, you underestimated Instructor Cao. He has been teaching at Tianshu Academy for so many years, how could he not have saved a single cent?"

"Instructor Cao may not give it to you."

"Possibly."

Ji You said quietly, "He bet one hundred spirit stones against Instructor Ma and Instructor Ding. If I lose, both my father and I will be finished."

Hearing this, the four people sitting at the tea table held their breath.

It takes two of us to make seven swords. This poor fellow is not worthy of entering the inner courtyard.

The five of them finished their tea, then held up their oil-paper umbrellas and stepped into the drizzling rain, heading towards Tian Academy, intending to witness the fate of Instructor Cao with their own eyes.

However, what they did not expect was that when they walked back to the Bishui Lake Elegant Garden, they saw a disciple from the Dean's Office waiting at the door.

They recognized this disciple from the Head Court, who was usually responsible for delivering letters and parcels in the courtyard.

At this moment, he was holding seven long swords that were glowing with spiritual light in his hands. Each sword was of top quality and all were brand new.

When he saw these swords, Ji You couldn't help but feel familiar, because he had seen each of them with his own eyes.

Ban Yangshu, Wen Zhengxin and Pei Ruyi who were following behind him opened their eyes wide, wondering who was it that understood their junior fellow's poverty and hardship so well as to provide him with a timely help at this moment.

"Junior Brother Ji, your sword was sent from Nanhua City."

After the words fell, everyone looked at each other, opened their mouths in surprise, and thought to themselves what a supportive fiancée.

Junior Brother Ji is now doing well and has finally found a rich woman.

At this time, Ji You reached out and took the sword, his expression somewhat surprised.

The young master of Lingjian Mountain has been in seclusion since the middle of last month, and it has been almost half a month now. He said that he wanted to make a breakthrough and asked Ji You not to disturb him as he was too noisy.

But in fact, every time she saw Ji You, she wanted to hug him and could not calm down to gain enlightenment.

Therefore, beauty is truly a disaster, and no wonder Ji You called herself a beauty who brings disaster.

However, Ji You did not expect that she had prepared all these swords in advance and sent them over on the exact day.

At the same time, Cao Jinsong was walking from the teaching academy, along the Bishui Lake to Ji You's yard, intending to talk to him about Qiu Dou's arrangements.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw the five people standing in front of the yard staring at him with strange looks.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Teacher, congratulations on saving your life..."

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At the same time, in front of the sacred road in front of Mount Ni, a chariot surrounded by pearls and emeralds drove towards the mountain gate, attracting many eyes in teahouses and taverns.

The carriage was extremely luxurious, even the canopy was made of gold, and the carriage enclosure was embroidered with a complete picture of the sun ascending to heaven.

Looking through the curtain hanging from the edge of the canopy, the second son of the Chu family was sitting cross-legged in it, and then drove into the Tianshu Academy.

There were already disciples near the Tianshu Academy's White Jade Platform. When they looked in the direction of the sound, they saw the carriage slowly stop and Chu He got off.

His expression was somewhat arrogant, and his aura was mysterious and profound.

(End of this chapter)


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