After Cultivating With the Enemy

The two ate and drank enough at the foot of the mountain. Ji Chaoyun insisted on walking up the mountain to digest food, but he felt tired after walking too far. Finally, Feng Qi carried him back to Wenqu Peak.

"...You just want me to carry you on your back." Feng Qi kicked open the courtyard gate, muttering in a low voice.

The little white cat ran over from afar, and circled around Feng Qi's feet.

Ji Chaoyun didn't answer, but buried his head on Feng Qi's back, his breath filled with a familiar smell.

Feng Qi has been planting immortal bamboos on Wenqu Peak all year round, and the fragrance of green bamboos can't help being stained on his clothes.Together with his usual incense, it merged into a very unique fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Ji Chaoyun didn't feel that he relied on this smell in the past, until Feng Qi left this time.

Without him by his side, he couldn't even sleep...wait.

Ji Zhaoyun suddenly thought of something, raised his head, and looked towards the bedroom.

"Okay, okay, I'll play with you later, don't bite my shoes—" Feng Qi didn't pay attention to Ji Zhaoyun's abnormality, he managed to drive away the little white cat that was pestering him, and walked towards the bedroom.

"Wait a minute." Ji Chaoyun said suddenly.

"Ok?"

Ji Zhaoyun tried his best to make his expression more natural, and pointed to the bamboo couch in the courtyard: "I don't want to go back to the room now, let's sit there for a while."

Feng Qi asked: "Didn't you just say that you are tired and want to go back to the room and lie down for a while?"

"I don't want to think about it now." Ji Chaoyun paused, and said in a low voice, "I...I want to talk to you."

Feng Qi didn't think too much, and smiled: "Okay."

He put Ji Chaoyun on the bamboo couch, held the other's hand tightly and warmed it carefully: "What do you want to say?"

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes couldn't stop drifting towards the bedroom, hesitatingly said: "It's all good... By the way, don't you want to chat with me about the competition?"

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, and looked thoughtfully at the bedroom.

But he didn't say much, and replied following Ji Chaoyun's words: "Actually, it's nothing. After three days, there will be the third round of competition. Most of the ones left at that time will be Tianzi level, or those with the highest cultivation level among other levels." Approving disciples, so it will be more difficult than before, but..."

"But what?"

Feng Qi smiled and pinched Ji Chaoyun's face: "With your current cultivation, there is only one person to worry about."

Ji Zhaoyun blinked: "Bai Qiuyue?"

"Yes." Feng Qi said, "Bai Qiuyue is at the top in terms of body skills and cultivation, but if you compete in a ring, you may not necessarily lose, but the ranking is a bit tricky."

Ji Chaoyun: "How to say?"

"That guy is a fox after all..." Feng Qi said leisurely, "Facing a fox, even a fox who can only use illusion, you will never guess what tricks he will use."

As if thinking of something, Feng Qi smiled softly: "You don't know, the first time he faced me on the Tianbang, he turned into a group of female phoenixes to seduce me, those bastards..."

"..."

Feng Qi said sternly: "I broke up the illusion with one move, I definitely didn't see it."

Ji Zhaoyun was silent.

Feng Qi played with Ji Chaoyun's fingers, and said unhurriedly: "Don't be afraid, I have been fighting with him for so many years, and he has never defeated me no matter how tricky he is. I have experience in how to deal with him. teach you."

"……it is good."

Feng Qi smiled and asked: "So can you tell me now, is there anything in the bedroom that I can't see?"

"!"

Ji Zhaoyun almost jumped up as if being stepped on his tail: "No, there is nothing—"

"...Then a certain little dragon can explain to me, what's going on?" A lazy voice came from the direction of the bedroom, and another Feng Qi pushed open the door, leaning against the door, still holding his hand. A rumpled robe.

Ji Zhaoyun froze instantly.

Beside him, Feng Qi tilted his head and smiled at him: "So my little dragon misses me so much that he emptied my wardrobe."

"..."

How could anyone use spells casually like this!

Three days later, the third round of the Tianbang competition began.

Before the time came, Feng Qi brought Ji Chaoyun to the martial field, and went directly to the viewing seats of the immortals.

He is no longer a disciple of Hongmeng Academy, and his status is even higher than everyone else, so naturally he can no longer sit in the spectator seats of ordinary disciples.Tianshu simply added a seat beside him, letting Feng Qi sit with them.

Feng Qi didn't shy away at all, put his arms around Ji Chaoyun and asked him to sit down on his chair, and poured him a cup of tea eagerly.

Ji Zhaoyun didn't reach out to pick it up, he just finished drinking with Feng Qi's hand, and then rubbed his eyes.

Feng Qi was so dazed by the dazed and cute look of his little dragon who hadn't woken up, he couldn't help rubbing his head several times, and asked, "Still sleepy?"

Ji Zhaoyun's voice was low and hoarse, and he could barely open his eyes: "Sleepy..."

Feng Qi smiled and said: "Didn't you sleep for a long time yesterday, why can't you wake up?"

Tianshu was the closest to them, so he couldn't listen anymore, he couldn't explain, "Chaoyun is going to have a competition today, who made you mess around?"

"?" Feng Qi looked up blankly, "What have I been messing around with?"

Tianshu didn't look at him and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The disciples who watched the battle entered the arena one after another, and the disciples who participated in the third round of the competition were already waiting under the high platform, and Ji Chaoyun gradually came to his senses.

There are now only 14 participants left, and the top ten in the Tianbang will also get their results in this round.

The academy stipulates that those who get the top ten in the list can be exempted from a leapfrog assessment.

Therefore, after the end of this round of competition, the winner will enter the next round, and the loser will need to draw lots again until the ranking is determined.The top three among the losers will become the eighth, ninth, and tenth places in this Tianbang competition.

It was still a few hours before the start, Feng Qi leaned against Ji Chaoyun's seat, playing with his earlobe with his fingers: "Why don't you talk, are you nervous?"

"...No." Ji Chaoyun replied in a low voice.

Originally, Ji Chaoyun really didn't feel nervous at all during those two games, but now he doesn't know if he knows Feng Qi is watching from the side, and even though the lottery hasn't been drawn yet, he actually feels a little nervous.

Feng Qi comforted: "Don't worry, look at the audience, except for Bai Qiuyue who is difficult to deal with, who can be your opponent?"

Ji Zhaoyun looked down the stage, and there was someone looking up at him.The eyes of the two collided, and the latter lowered his head like lightning.

...It's Jiangcheng.

Feng Qi also noticed that gaze, and squinted his eyes slightly displeased: "If I remember correctly, Jiang Cheng will leave Hongmeng Academy soon."

"what?"

"I heard that the owner of Dufeng Island intends to pass on him in advance, so he will leave after the Tianbang Competition is over."

Feng Qi smiled, as if he thought it was quite interesting: "He has gone through three rankings in the academy, and the highest ranking was only eighth. I heard that he is going all out this time to surpass his previous results, but I don't know how he will be able to do so." Can't do it, huh?"

"..." The sour taste in those words could hardly be hidden, Ji Zhaoyun was silent for a moment, and said vaguely, "Not interested."

"That's right, I really hope you get him in this round." Feng Qi lowered his head and leaned into Ji Chaoyun's ear, and said with a smile, "During your entrance examination, he almost caused you to be expelled from school, but now he is leaving, you It's not a bad idea to personally cut off his chance to enter the top seven, what do you think?"

... This person is too vengeful.

Ji Chaoyun shrank his neck, but did not answer.

The third round of draws will begin shortly.

According to the serial number drawn in the previous round, Ji Chaoyun was the second disciple who stepped forward to draw lots.

He drew a lot and handed it to Immortal Yuheng who presided over the third round, and the latter read out the lot: "Ji Chaoyun, No. 13."

Afterwards, Ji Chaoyun walked aside and waited for the assignment of opponents.

According to the regulations of the competition, his opponent should be the disciple who was drawn number two.

Several other disciples drew lots one after another, but no one got the number two until...there was only one person left on the field.

Jiangcheng.

Ji Chaoyun: "..."

In the viewing booth, Feng Qi couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Starting from the third round, only one group of disciples will enter the secret realm in each competition, and the next competition will start after the competition is over.Ji Chaoyun's draw is the second round, so he needs to go back to the viewing booth to wait.

Feng Qi couldn't stop gloating: "It's not like not reporting that the time is not up yet, look, Jiang Cheng's face is turning green."

"..."

Ji Zhaoyun pressed the center of his eyebrows with a headache.

Why is this person still so naive after recovering his memory, so why did he think that this phoenix was mature and stable back then, was it really just that he was fascinated by the other's appearance?

The first competition ended quickly, and soon it was Ji Chaoyun's turn to play.

He stepped onto the high platform, and at the other end, Jiang Cheng also came up.

Just as Ji Chaoyun was about to enter the teleportation circle, Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped him: "Ji Chaoyun."

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Chengdao: "I heard that you faced the enemy head-on in the first two games. After entering, I will wait for you in the middle of the secret realm, saving you from wasting time searching everywhere."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Ji Chaoyun's answer, he stepped into the magic circle first.

Ji Zhaoyun sighed softly, and then stepped into the magic circle.

This time, they were teleported to an ordinary mountain forest.

Ji Zhaoyun discerned the direction slightly, and walked towards the open space in the middle of the secret realm.As soon as he walked outside the open space, he really saw a tall figure waiting there.

Jiang Cheng turned to face him, and smiled softly: "The last time we fought in the ring, we were afraid of hands and feet. This time we fought again, and we don't have any regrets."

Ji Zhaoyun said calmly: "But I'm not interested in making up for any regrets for you."

Jiang Cheng's expression froze.

Ji Zhaoyun pulled out his sword from the void, and pointed it at Jiang Cheng: "I want to take the first place in the list, and you are just an opponent to me. As for Brother Jiang himself, to be honest, I still hate you very much."

Jiang Cheng's face turned slightly pale, he murmured, and subconsciously took half a step forward: "I, I had a misunderstanding with you at that time, I never thought that I would really drive you out of the academy..."

"But you have already done that." Ji Chaoyun's expression was as cold as ice, "How can there be no apology due to guilt for what has been done, let alone Senior Brother Jiang never apologized to me."

"I……"

"No need to waste time." Ji Chaoyun said, "Draw your sword."

The hurricane roared, and the two men in the forest met with swords, and the sword energy knocked down countless fallen leaves.

After all, Jiangcheng is at the Tianzi level, and his cultivation level is much higher than that of the two disciples Ji Chaoyun faced before.This competition lasted for a long time before the light screen projecting the picture of the secret realm finally went out.

The two were teleported back to the high platform, Ji Chaoyun withdrew his sword, and raised his hand to wipe the thin sweat off his forehead.

In front of him, Jiang Cheng couldn't hold on anymore, and landed on one knee, gasping for breath.

Jiangcheng lost.

"Assignment."

Ji Chaoyun bowed to Jiangcheng, turned around and wanted to leave, Jiangcheng suddenly said loudly: "Ji Chaoyun, I apologize to you."

Ji Chaoyun paused.

"...I was wrong in the past. I shouldn't have deliberately made it difficult for you during the entrance examination, which made you almost unable to enter the school, and even caused you to be bullied by everyone when you first entered the school. All of this is because of me. Ashamed of you, sorry."

There was silence around the high platform, and all the disciples were stunned.

Jiang Cheng was born noble, and he was the chief disciple of the Supervisory Hall in the academy. He had never heard him say such a thing in public.

Everyone was discussing for a while, but Jiang Cheng didn't care.He fixedly looked at the thin figure in front of him, and there seemed to be some kind of eager emotion in his eyes.

But Ji Chaoyun didn't say anything in the end, and didn't even look back.

He only paused for a moment, then continued to move forward.

The light in Jiang Cheng's eyes finally dimmed completely.

Bai Qiuyue, who was participating in the next competition, had already boarded the high platform and waited. When Ji Chaoyun walked by him, he suddenly felt dizzy, his feet were weak and he almost fell down.

Bai Qiuyue subconsciously supported him.

"Be careful, Xiaolong, you..." Bai Qiuyue just wanted to tease her, when her palm happened to touch Ji Zhaoyun's waist, but she was taken aback.

Ji Zhaoyun quickly broke free from his arms: "Thank you."

Bai Qiuyue didn't answer.

His eyes swept over Ji Chaoyun, and finally looked at his abdomen in astonishment: "Why do you..."

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Zai: Today is the ball that finally has a little sense of existence =w=