Zhu Lan’s face flushed a deep shade of crimson, and she did not answer Ye Feng’s words.
Ye Feng did not mind.
He was in no hurry and was willing to give her time to accept him.
“You need to slowly get used to me, you know?”
Their foreheads pressed together, looking for all the world like a pair of inseparable lovers.
Zhu Lan pursed her lips and gave an almost imperceptible nod.
“Can we proceed now?”
Ye Feng asked, sounding satisfied.
Zhu Lan knew exactly what he was referring to.
Her head felt hot, and for a moment, she didn’t know where to look.
Her answer didn’t actually matter.
She didn’t understand why Ye Feng was so insistent on asking her.
‘Does he just want to hear me say it?’
Zhu Lan turned her head away as if in a huff.
“Does my answer even matter?”
“Not really.”
Ye Feng looked at the delicate woman wrapped in his arms and chose not to suppress himself any longer.
The warm jade curtains rolled shut as the wind and rain of the night began.
Even when it was over, Ye Feng refused to let go of the person in his arms, encouraging her persistently, “You still need to quench your body with the First Dragon Blood tonight.”
Zhu Lan raised her arm to cover her eyes, her voice soft and weak.
“I have no strength left.”
“I’ll carry you over and help you wash.”
Zhu Lan remained silent.
‘As expected of the male lead—his stamina is truly relentless.’
In their first true skirmish, Zhu Lan had been utterly defeated and left completely exhausted.
‘Whatever, let him do as he pleases.’
‘As long as we don’t break that final layer of the window paper, it’s fine.’
‘As for being… taken advantage of, sigh.’
Zhu Lan was starting to get used to it.
Ye Feng, his body and mind fully satisfied, was in a great mood.
“Come with me to the Yaochi Holy Land.”
Zhu Lan felt a surge of joy, but she asked doubtfully, “But I’m not confident I can make it into the top ten.”
Ye Feng shook his head slowly and explained, “The Sect Master directly counted me into one of the top ten spots. There is only one possibility—the Heavenly Evolution Sect received more than ten spots this year. The Sect Master might not agree if I speak, but if the Daozi speaks, the weight of those words will be different.”
In other words, Ye Feng was going to ask the Daozi for a spot.
“Is that… feasible?”
Zhu Lan was somewhat hesitant.
There were so many people in the Heavenly Evolution Sect, and ten spots were already a case of too many monks and too little gruel.
Everyone was breaking their necks trying to qualify for the Yaochi Holy Land.
“Don’t worry. The Daozi owes me a favor; he can get me a spot.”
Seeing Ye Feng’s certain expression, Zhu Lan didn’t say anything more.
‘He’s the male lead, after all. It’s normal for him to have broad connections.’
“Come back tomorrow night to spar with me again.”
Zhu Lan blurted out almost instantly, “Why?”
Ye Feng coaxed her gently, “The Sect Competition isn’t over yet. you have to achieve a respectable rank for others to accept you. Otherwise, your future in the Heavenly Evolution Sect will be difficult, and you’ll face trouble wherever you go.”
Zhu Lan had actually considered what Ye Feng was saying.
However, she spent all day holed up in her cultivation room.
As long as people didn’t come to her door to throw rotten eggs, she could endure it.
“Fine, I’ll come again tomorrow night.”
Just as Zhu Lan stood up, she heard Ye Feng speak with deep meaning:
“You need to form your Golden Core as soon as possible. I don’t want to wait too long.”
Zhu Lan’s body stiffened.
Then, without a word, she dressed herself neatly and returned to her own cultivation room.
She had to go out today.
Zhu Lan put on her disciple robes and arrived at the base of Pozhen Peak.
“Where is Ye Feng! Come out and duel me to see who is superior!”
As soon as Zhu Lan reached the foot of the peak, she heard someone shouting loudly.
“I thought Ye Feng from Pozhen Peak was some great figure, but it turns out he’s just a coward who’s afraid to show his face!”
The man wore white robes and was tall, carrying a bit of an immortal, transcendent aura.
Unfortunately, his loud cursing ruined the atmosphere.
“Hello.”
Zhu Lan tapped him lightly on the shoulder from behind.
“Which insignificant brat is so blind? Didn’t you see me curs—He-hello!”
The man’s tone was incredibly harsh at first, but after he turned around and saw Zhu Lan’s appearance, his tone did a complete 180-degree turn.
“Uh, th-that… Junior Sister, what do you need from me? If… if it’s to become cultivation partners, it’s… it’s not impossible.”
The man suddenly became bashful and fidgety, which looked extremely strange and out of place.
His words were quite shocking.
Zhu Lan’s lips twitched as she kindly reminded him, “Ye Feng isn’t a disciple of Pozhen Peak. He’s at Yushou Peak.”
“I’m willing to… Huh? Oh, oh. I went to the wrong place.”
The man’s face flushed between green and red.
Zhu Lan shook her head.
“If you have business, go to Yushou Peak to find him. Ye Feng is the Eldest Senior Brother of Yushou Peak.”
Although this man seemed a bit eccentric, he didn’t look like an ordinary person.
Combined with his previous shouting, there was a very high probability he was looking for trouble with Ye Feng.
Zhu Lan intentionally pointed him in the right direction just to give Ye Feng some grief.
Ye Feng had been too much these past few days.
Her body still felt uncomfortable in certain places.
‘Giving Ye Feng a bit of trouble makes me feel much better.’
“Th-thank you, Junior Sister!”
The man gave a clumsy, crooked bow.
He looked like someone who had no manners but was trying hard to act cultured.
Zhu Lan suddenly smiled.
“It’s no trouble at all. If you have business with him, you should head over early. It would be a shame if you couldn’t find him.”
“Right, right. Thank you for the reminder, Junior Sister!”
Zhu Lan felt he was a bit odd, as if his brain wasn’t quite right.
She waved goodbye.
“I have things to do on Pozhen Peak, so I’ll be going now.”
“Alright, alright, Junior Sister, go ahead!”
Just as Zhu Lan was about to leave, she heard the man shout as if gathering a massive amount of courage.
“Junior Sister! I still don’t know your name or which peak you study under! My name is Feng Bujue!”
Feng Bujue?
Ranked fifth on the Little Wind-Cloud List?
Zhu Lan was happy.
An expert ranked in the top five of the Little Wind-Cloud List should be able to give Ye Feng a bit of a challenge.
“I am also a disciple of Yushou Peak.”
Zhu Lan gave a polite smile and turned to head up Pozhen Peak.
Feng Bujue was left dazed.
From that moment on, his heart was captured by that flower-like smile.
“A disciple of Yushou Peak? Is she a new disciple? How have I never seen such a beautiful person before?”
Feng Bujue felt his heart, which had been encased in stone for 30 years, begin to flutter like a trapped fawn.
No!
Women would only affect the speed at which he drew his blade!
Thump!
Feng Bujue punched himself hard in the chest and let out a muffled groan.
However, the fluttering fawn was finally beaten to death by him.
‘Junior Sister is so pretty, hehehe…’
The fawn in Feng Bujue’s chest was resurrected and began to flutter again.
“No!”
Feng Bujue gave himself another punch, killing the fluttering fawn once more.
“This time it should be…”
‘Junior Sister’s appearance is heavenly. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life, hehehe…’
The fawn was resurrected again.
Feng Bujue gave up and comforted himself, ‘Fine, as long as I can see Junior Sister, it’s fine. That coward Ye Feng is also a disciple of Yushou Peak. For Junior Sister’s sake, I’ll only use 70% of my strength when I beat him up.’
Unnoticed by anyone, Feng Bujue clutched his chest and staggered toward Yushou Peak.
“Hello, may I ask if Senior Sister Qing Yi is here?”
Zhu Lan was stopped halfway up the mountain by an old woman, and she inquired politely.
She had come this time to return the storybooks Senior Sister Qing Yi had lent her.
“You’re looking for Qing Yi? Are you her friend?”
The old woman’s voice sounded pleasantly surprised.
Zhu Lan nodded quickly.
“Mhm, yes. I’ve gone out to play with Senior Sister Qing Yi before.”
The old woman said urgently, “Then hurry up, little friend! Oh, I’ll lead you up. Pozhen Peak is covered in arrays drawn by the Peak Master and Qing Yi. If you aren’t careful, you’ll get trapped in one.”
‘Burying arrays all over her own front door?’
Zhu Lan was somewhat surprised but followed the old woman up the mountain.
Then, she saw Senior Sister Qing Yi facing a middle-aged woman, kneeling on a stone slab.
“I told you not to play with those shady characters. They’ve completely corrupted you.”
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