I won!
Mo Huaiyu saw Qin Wudi fall unconscious and slumped onto the ground.
Waves of soreness and pain washed over him, causing him to grimace and hiss through his teeth.
It hurt so much!
If the opponent had managed to withstand that last counterattack, he would be the one lying on the ground right now.
But fortunately, he had won.
It seemed Sister Yuyun was right; the more powerful the enemy’s attack, the more effective the counterattack from this magic treasure would be.
It was a pity it had a time limit.
Otherwise, he could have just gone on a rampage at the Dao-Asking Convention.
‘Well, I’ll provide the sound effects, and the artifact will do the killing.’
Before long, a sense of weakness and dizziness erupted from within his body.
Mo Huaiyu’s head suddenly felt heavy, and just as he was about to collapse—
“Junior Brother Mo!”
In the blink of an eye, An Ruoxi was at Mo Huaiyu’s side.
She knelt on the ground, using one slender hand to support his head against her lap while the other hand pulled out an elixir.
Although Mo Huaiyu had looked incredibly impressive defeating Qin Wudi of the Faxiang Realm, the price he paid was agonizing.
Not only was his Spiritual Qi completely drained, but in order to intercept the Sword Ball, the sword intent had swept through his entire body.
The heart-wrenching pain had almost made him lose consciousness.
Luckily, he had gritted his teeth and endured it.
Feeling the fragrance and softness of the lap pillow, he subconsciously nuzzled against the beauty’s abdomen like a spoiled child.
This was a habit he had developed while being raised by Sister Yuyun.
But in the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
Oh no! The beauty in front of him wasn’t Sister Yuyun!
“Sister Ruoxi… listen to me…”
“Junior Brother Mo, don’t speak. Take this elixir first to treat your injuries.”
Before Mo Huaiyu could finish, An Ruoxi took the elixir and pressed it into his mouth as he spoke.
“Mph.”
Because An Ruoxi fed him so suddenly, Mo Huaiyu accidentally licked her finger as he took the pill.
The damp sensation on her fingertip made her heart skip a beat, and a strange emotion stirred within her.
After swallowing the elixir, the pain in Mo Huaiyu’s body lessened significantly.
He then felt a cold surge of energy within him and realized that Sister Ruoxi was channeling Spiritual Qi into him.
An Ruojun watched the young boy actually defeat someone in the Faxiang Realm.
Although she was internally shocked, she said stubbornly, “He’s just so-so. He has about five parts of my former glory.”
However, the look of amazement that occasionally flashed in her eyes did not escape the notice of her friend beside her.
Xia Qingluan was already used to her friend’s stubbornness.
Every time An Ruojun lost a bet, she would say, “I was just letting you win on purpose.”
“This Junior Brother is indeed stunning. I’m afraid this will even startle the Sect Master.”
Xia Qingluan’s evaluation was very objective.
She watched the young boy resting his head on the cold beauty’s lap.
This little guy’s luck with women was truly excellent, having been betrothed to the Hundred Flowers Fairy of the Yuling Sect.
And looking at the situation, it seemed the Fairy was gradually falling for him.
Speaking of which, she seemed to recall her mother mentioning that she also had a marriage contract?
She hadn’t been home in a long time, and some memories were starting to blur.
“This match is over!”
As the Elder acting as the referee made the announcement, the area around the Martial Stage became a cacophony of voices.
Everyone was discussing today’s duel.
A Dao Platform Realm cultivator defeating a Faxiang Realm cultivator in three moves—forget the Yuling Sect, the entire Cultivation World would be shocked!
“Hehe, this little fellow has truly surprised me.”
A soft, magnetic, and beautiful voice suddenly rang out.
Then, a Magic Lotus appeared out of thin air.
As its petals slowly bloomed, a mature and graceful figure appeared in their field of vision.
An Ruoxi’s face, usually cold as frost, showed a faint look of joy when she saw this figure.
“Master!”
‘Master? Is it Peak Master Ming?’
Mo Huaiyu, who had his eyes closed, opened them upon hearing An Ruoxi call out “Master.”
He saw the elegantly curved and beautiful woman.
Compared to the last time, her gaze seemed to carry a hint of closeness as she looked at him.
Normally, the appearance of such a charming and peerless woman would attract many gazes.
However, it was as if no one in the surroundings noticed her existence; everyone ignored her.
The cold beauty was about to stand up to salute, but Ming Yuhe reached out and pressed down.
An invisible pressure held An Ruoxi’s shoulders.
“Ruoxi, between us, there is no need for such formalities.”
Having said that, her gaze turned toward Mo Huaiyu.
Feeling the gaze of Sister Ruoxi’s master, Mo Huaiyu immediately said, “This junior, Mo Huaiyu, greets Peak Master Ming.”
However, upon hearing the boy’s greeting, Ming Yuhe said, “You silly child, are you still calling me Peak Master?”
As soon as these words were spoken, not only was Mo Huaiyu shocked, his face turning red instantly, but even An Ruoxi’s face was flushed with a faint shade of crimson.
“This… this…”
The boy was at a loss, his words stumbling.
“Hmm?”
Ming Yuhe asked.
“Child, is it that you are unwilling?”
How could Mo Huaiyu dare to say he was unwilling?
He hurriedly said, “This junior, Mo Huaiyu, greets Master.”
Hearing this, a satisfied smile appeared on Ming Yuhe’s glamorous face.
“Alright, let us return to Hundred Flowers Peak first.”
With a wave of her slender hand, countless petals flew beneath Mo Huaiyu, forming a flower carpet.
They then turned into a stream of light and flew away.
By the time the crowd recovered from their shock, they realized that the boy’s figure had disappeared at some unknown point, along with the Hundred Flowers Fairy.
—
Inside An Ruoxi’s courtyard on Hundred Flowers Peak.
After the elixir and An Ruoxi’s Spiritual Qi, Mo Huaiyu was finally able to stand.
However, there were still waves of soreness inside his body.
It seemed it would take some time to fully recover.
It wasn’t a big deal; he would be back to full strength soon!
“Junior Brother Mo, are you alright now?”
An Ruoxi asked with concern.
“Yes, Sister Ruoxi, I’m fine now.”
Unexpectedly, as soon as Mo Huaiyu finished speaking, Ming Yuhe stepped lightly toward him and pinched his small arm.
“Ouch! It hurts, it hurts!”
His small face was contorted in pain, and Mo Huaiyu grimaced.
It hurt so much o(╥﹏╥)o
What was Sister Ruoxi’s master trying to do?
“It is a good thing for a boy to be strong, but little fellow, it is not good to push yourself too hard,” Ming Yuhe lectured.
Such a good sprout, and Ruoxi’s future husband at that—she couldn’t let him suffer any hidden injuries.
An Ruoxi couldn’t tell, and Mo Huaiyu couldn’t feel it, but Ming Yuhe saw it clearly.
She had watched the young boy’s duel from the beginning to end from within the void.
Although there was the factor of the Empress’s artifact reinforcement, the fact that he could defeat the Faxiang Realm with a Dao Platform Realm cultivation was enough to prove his immense potential!
However, overusing the artifact had caused damage to the meridians inside Mo Huaiyu’s body.
If neglected, it would become a problem later.
It was just like Ruoxi’s Great Dao Wound; it was her own negligence back then that had led to the current situation being so difficult to handle.
“Little fellow, do you understand?”
“I understand…”
Mo Huaiyu held his arm, crying silently in his heart. It hurt so much.
“Very good, you are a good child.”
Ming Yuhe nodded slightly, then turned to An Ruoxi and said, “Ruoxi, take off this child’s clothes.”
What?!