Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

"Little Master Uncle!"

Xi Yuning walked quickly with bright eyes and bowed respectfully to Lin Huaiyue.

The words of explanation were stuck in his mouth. Facing Shi Rong's intense gaze, he felt panicked as the moonlight pierced his back.

"Did you admit the wrong person? I have no family or sect..."

Xi Yuning seemed to have expected it, and smiled calmly, "The sword move used by the young master uncle was the third move of the Kurong Sword Technique, 'Luo Mu Xiaoxiao'?"

Seeing the look of understanding on Lin Huaiyue's face, Xi Yuning struck while the iron was hot and continued: "Ten years ago, Ling Xuzi, the Supreme Elder of Jiange, failed to ascend and lost all his spiritual power. He was rescued by a young man from a mountain village."

"The elder saw that the young man had outstanding talent and was a piece of rough jade, so he was interested in accepting a disciple. He sent a message to the sect, stating that the young man was his disciple..."

"That young man is you, my junior uncle, who is pregnant with you."

"The Kurong Sword Technique is an undisclosed secret of Elder Lingxuzi. In the world, only you and Lord Yuexiao Epee can use it. It is precisely because of this that I confirmed your identity."

As the senior sister of Jiange, Xi Yuning is a well-known genius in the world of cultivation, and she has a sense of arrogance in her bones. If Lin Huaiyue's talent wasn't so amazing, her attitude wouldn't be so respectful.

She didn't know much about the closed disciple accepted by Lingxuzi. She only knew that the young man's physique was the same as that of Jianjun Yuexiaozhong, and he had an innocent heart.

She originally disapproved of the young man. Born in the mortal world, he only started practicing cultivation when he was a teenager. Even if he had such an outstanding physique, what achievements could he make?

But it wasn't until she saw Lin Huaiyue that she realized how ridiculous she was. Ten years of Nascent Soul, with a solid foundation, and skillful and exquisite sword moves... How can the word "genius" be used to describe this?

Xi Yuning's reputation is not low, so his behavior attracted many inquisitive or suspicious eyes.

Lin Huaiyue always thought that she was just an ordinary casual cultivator, but she didn't expect that during a trip to the secret realm, she would become the true successor of Jiange. He had a headache, "Master didn't tell me this at the beginning..."

Xi Yuning said respectfully: "The Supreme Elder has told me that if my junior uncle does not want to come to Jiange, I will respect your opinion. But you are still my disciple of Jiange, no one can bully me."

"I……"

"Hmph!" Xie Binghe smiled sinisterly, "Since this person is also a disciple of Jiange, then how can you, Jiange, be so virtuous as to want to occupy two spirit-quenching springs?"

Now that he can't touch Lin Huaiyue, he has to find a way to destroy Lin Huaiyue's opportunity! If only one of the spots is reserved, Lin Huaiyue and a stinky woman like Xi Yuning will have to compete. Who can remain indifferent to matters involving chance?

"I haven't joined Jiange, so I can't be considered a disciple of Jiange."

Seeing that the casual cultivators not far away were about to make a move, Lin Huaiyue pulled out Jiu Ci, stared at Xie Binghe with cold eyes, and sneered: "If you want to take the place from my hand, ask my sword first if you agree!"

At this moment, he showed the aggressive spirit of a sword cultivator.

"Xie Binghe! Do you really think that I can bully everyone in my sword pavilion?!" Xi Yuning's expression changed, and the people in the sword pavilion behind her drew their swords boldly. The sword energy seemed to be able to cut space and tear the world apart.

Xie Binghe's face was gloomy, his eyes changed again and again, and finally he snorted coldly and said no more. Sword cultivators are all a bunch of lunatics, and Xie Binghe is too lazy to pay attention to them.

Seeing that no one came forward to challenge Lin Huaiyue, the casual cultivators could only extinguish the hope in their hearts and complained in low voices with dissatisfaction... These seven sects are really overbearing.

Sheathing the sword, he turned around in front of Huaiyue. When he met Shi Rong's cold and beautiful eyes, his face was stained with a hint of guilt: "Lingling..."

It's really strange, why is this kid so oppressive? He was about to be pregnant, and he was the future No. [-] in the world. Why did he lose his confidence when he saw this brat?

When Shi Rong saw Lin Huaiyue's stupid face, he felt even more depressed. If he had known that this idiot was related to Jiange, he might as well have let this idiot stay with him in the inn for three days to recover his cultivation.

It's good now that his cultivation level has only returned to Nascent Soul... Once out of the secret realm, if Yue Xiaozhong notices Lin Huaiyue, he will definitely find him next to him!

What should I do...

"It's okay, brother." Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and Shi Rong raised his face, looking very considerate, "After all, you didn't know anything beforehand."

Lin Huaiyue's whole body was agitated, and the hairs on his hair stood on end. He reached out to touch Shi Rong's forehead, "Lingling, are you mad? Why are you talking so weirdly..."

"……"idiot!

Shi Rong's smile faded and she stared at Lin Huaiyue coldly.

This is right. Lin Huaiyue smiled flatteringly at Shi Rong and quickly retracted his claws.

"The spring is about to open. We might as well discuss how to distribute the spring first." Seeing that the spring water was changing from green to light gold, the heir apparent of the Helian family said: "After all, there are big and small springs..."

Cha Guxue covered her lips and smiled, charmingly: "It's just based on strength. Ten of us competed and picked the springs according to ranking. How about it?"

"That's good."

"can."

"..."

None of the geniuses are lazy people, but in just a moment, the order and process of the competition were finalized. After drawing the lots, Lin Huaiyue discovered that his opponent this time was actually Xie Binghe.

Old and new hatreds welled up in his heart. Lin Huaiyue stared at Xie Binghe, who looked ugly, with an exceptionally bright smile.

"Lin Huaiyue." Shi Rong stopped him who couldn't wait and threatened coldly: "If you can't win the first place, all the spiritual stones you dug will belong to me."

"!" Thinking of the pain of hard mining day and night, Lin Huaiyue was shocked and her eyes became more focused, "I will try my best."

Perhaps because of Shi Rong's threat, Lin Huaiyue's sword moves became more fierce and fierce in the following fight. Against Xie Binghe, he only used a hundred swords and a stick of incense to end the battle.

The further you get to the back, the more intense the fighting becomes.

Those who stayed behind were all famous geniuses. When they fought, their spiritual power surged and rocks flew everywhere. The sky seemed to be covered with a sad dusk, and the vortexes of spiritual energy around the geniuses continued to condense and shatter...

Most of the low-strength casual cultivators and sect disciples could not withstand the aftermath of the battle, and some were even injured and could only leave with hatred.

The wind gradually subsided, the dust fell to the ground, and the results of the competition were announced. Lin Huaiyue's black robe was in pieces, and her already messy hair was like a chicken coop, but it didn't cover up her youthful demeanor at all.

With bright eyes, he came to Shi Rong in a few steps, raised his chin slightly, as if waiting for praise from others: "Lingling, I am number one!"

"Yeah." Shi Rong showed a sincere smile, "Very good."

very good……

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Woohoo, I feel like I have a cold. My head and throat hurt so much. I might have to take leave this month. I’m not sure. I’ll see if I have time to make up for the manuscript. Xiaoyue will be able to do it tomorrow.