After Cultivating With the Enemy

Ji Zhaoyun hadn't recovered from the dizziness, let alone noticed Bai Qiuyue's drastic change in complexion.

Suddenly, a pair of arms stretched out from the side, hugging Ji Chaoyun.He raised his head and met Feng Qi's concerned gaze: "What's the matter, why is it uncomfortable?"

Ji Chaoyun shook his head: "It's okay..."

Bai Qiuyue's eyes wandered back and forth between Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun, she lowered her eyes, and hid a faint smile in her eyes: "Xu Shi just used up too much spiritual power in the competition, so take him to the Condensation Hall Find a doctor to have a look."

Ji Chaoyun: "No, I'll take a break and—"

"Xiaolong." Bai Qiuyue walked up to Ji Chaoyun and patted him on the shoulder, "Look at your face, why don't you look at the doctor, do you want to compete in the next few games?"

"I……"

Feng Qi pushed Bai Qiuyue's hand away calmly, and said: "He's right, I'll take you to the Condensing Pill Hall."

Just now the competition was too intense, Ji Chaoyun felt so weak at the moment, unable to refuse, he could only nod his head.

Bai Qiuyue smiled and said: "Take good care of yourself, I'm still waiting to have a hearty fight with you in the last round."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the teleportation circle in the center of the platform.

Just as Ji Zhaoyun was about to say something, Feng Qi hugged him expressionlessly and walked out of the arena.

"..."

Today, how could Ji Chaoyun fail to understand Feng Qi's temperament.He buried his head into Feng Qi's neck, didn't dare to say anything, and let the other party stride out of the crowd with him in his arms.

It wasn't until he got away from the crowd that Ji Chaoyun raised his head, and carefully leaned forward to kiss Feng Qi's chin.

Feng Qi paused for a moment, then continued to walk forward.

Ji Chaoyun looked up at him, stretched his arms around Feng Qi's neck a little, straightened up and kissed Feng Qi's lips accurately.

Feng Qi finally couldn't help it, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Coax me?"

"Well, to coax you." Ji Zhaoyun glanced around uncomfortably. After all, this place is still in front of the academy. Although there are not many people, it is inevitable to meet a few disciples.

He shrank his neck in embarrassment, and whispered: "Don't be angry."

Feng Qi sighed, and slowed down: "What did you promise me last night?"

Ji Chaoyun replied: "Do your best, you can't force it."

"Did you do it?"

"..." Ji Chaoyun whispered, "But I don't think..."

Feng Qi glanced at him with downcast eyes, Ji Chaoyun obediently admitted his mistake: "I was wrong."

Feng Qi snorted in satisfaction, hugged Ji Chaoyun and continued walking towards the Ningdan Hall.

Ji Zhaoyun was scolded for nothing, but he felt a little puzzled.

In fact, he didn't feel that the competition just now was the slightest bit of reluctance.It's just that the opponent's cultivation base is advanced after all, the test time is longer, and the physical strength consumed is also greater than the previous few times, but this is far from the point of excessive consumption.

Why do you suddenly feel dizzy?

He didn't think of the reason until Feng Qi took him to the alchemy hall of the academy.

Feng Qi hugged Ji Chaoyun and walked into an empty room with ease, just as he put him on the bed in the inner room, a woman's voice sounded from outside the door.

"It's the Tianbang competition again. A big competition in the faction sent half of the disciples to the Condensing Pill Hall. Are you desperate to fight?" The visitor came first without hearing his voice, Feng Qi had no choice but to smile bitterly, Turn around and take the initiative to open the curtain of the inner room for someone.

A tall, handsome woman walked in.

She glanced at Feng Qi's movements, her expression softened a little, and she looked at Ji Chaoyun: "What's the discomfort this time?"

Feng Qi was the first to say: "Senior sister, don't blame me, my family Chaoyun has just finished a match, and I'm a little exhausted, I hope my senior sister can give him a diagnosis and treatment."

The name of this medical fairy is Xihua, although he looks young, his age is untestable.When Feng Qi first entered school, Xihua was already an Immortal Physician of the Ningdan Hall, but she was also a Tianzi-level disciple of the academy, so it is not wrong to call her Senior Sister.

Xihua looks good, but his temper is not very good, even if the whole academy treats him respectfully and politely because of Feng Qi ascending to the sky, when he comes to her, he still doesn't have a good face.

"Lie down, stretch out your hands." Xi Hua sat down by the bed, and put his finger on Ji Chaoyun's veins, "In this year, you are the one who drank the most medicine from me. I told you that your health is poor, You can't cultivate like other people desperately, your body—"

When Xihua said this, his voice froze suddenly.

Feng Qi became nervous: "What's wrong?"

"Your pulse condition..." Xihua frowned slightly, and then took a moment of careful diagnosis and treatment before withdrawing her hand.

She pondered for a moment without opening her mouth, Feng Qi urged: "How is Chao Yun?"

"What are you in a hurry for? It's the same as before." Xihua glared at him, and said unhurriedly, "I want to say that from Chaoyun's pulse condition, his damaged spirit core has fully recovered , there is enough aura in the body, there is nothing serious."

Feng Qi asked: "That's it?"

Xihua asked back: "Otherwise what else?"

"Then why is he dizzy?"

Xihua walked to the table, took the pen and paper, and replied leisurely: "Perhaps the spiritual core has just been repaired, and has gone through an extremely intense competition, and the body cannot adapt for a while. I will prescribe two decoctions to nourish the spiritual power, Go back and drink, if you have a good rest in the past few days, you will be fine."

Ji Zhaoyun also asked: "Then what is the stagnant aura in my body?"

"Stuck aura?" Xihua paused his pen tip, raised his head and said, "I didn't find any aura stagnation in your body."

"But I obviously..." Ji Chaoyun put his hand on his abdomen as he spoke, and subconsciously probed into the spiritual power, but he didn't feel anything.He blinked suspiciously, "Why... gone?"

Feng Qi asked: "What stagnant aura, when did you discover it?"

Ji Zhaoyun replied: "Before you came back, the aura always made me uncomfortable. I thought it was you who did something to me..."

"Maybe it's just a trace of spiritual energy left when the spirit core was repaired." Xi Hua quickly wrote the prescription, and said casually, "Since it has dissipated on its own, it proves that there is nothing wrong, so don't worry too much about it."

She handed the prescription to Feng Qi: "Hurry up and go back after grabbing the medicine, don't delay here, someone else is waiting to use it in this wing."

Feng Qi vaguely felt that things were weird, but Xihua is a god and has been practicing medicine for many years, so he can trust it.He nodded suspiciously, and followed Xihua out to get the medicine.

After taking the medicine, the two returned to Wenqu Peak.

Feng Qi went to the back kitchen to prepare medicine for Ji Chaoyun, and when he brought it back to the house, the latter was sitting cross-legged on the bed, gently stroking his abdomen with one hand.

Feng Qi put the soup and medicine aside, and asked: "What's the matter, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable, it's just..." Ji Zhaoyun frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "I always feel that the aura disappears strangely, but I can't tell."

"It's not good to disappear, is it possible that you still want to suffer forever?" Feng Qi didn't think too much, rubbed his hair with a smile, turned around and picked up the soup, scooped up a spoonful of cold water and handed it to his mouth, " Take the medicine."

Ji Zhaoyun felt faintly sick when he smelled the medicine, and flinched back: "Even the medical immortals say I'm fine, so why don't I stop drinking it?"

Feng Qi: "No, you must drink."

Ji Zhaoyun shook his head and backed away, refusing to open his mouth.The two stalemate for a while, Feng Qi suddenly remembered something, put down the soup, and took out a bag of caramel wrapped in oil paper from his bosom.

He shook the caramel in his hand and asked, "Do you want it?"

"..." Ji Chaoyun was speechless, "Are you coaxing a three-year-old child?"

"You don't take medicine, what can I do?" Feng Qi picked out a grain of caramel and stuffed it into Ji Chaoyun's mouth, "A three-year-old child in the world is not as difficult to coax as you are."

The sweet taste melted in his mouth, Ji Zhaoyun chewed it up and swallowed it, his eyes drifted towards Feng Qi's hand unconsciously.

Feng Qi hid the maltose behind his back, tilted his head and said with a smile: "Drink the medicine quickly, this bag is yours after drinking the medicine."

The third round of the Tianbang competition ended soon, and in the fourth round, since there were still seven players left, one of them would have a bye.

Ji Chaoyun's extremely rare luck broke out, and he won the bye lottery, and was eligible to advance directly to the next round.

Feng Qi simply imprisoned him in Wenqu Peak to eat and drink well, until three days later, the final round of competition on the Tianbang began.

The rules of the final round of Tianbang competition have slightly changed compared with the previous rounds.

The remaining four players on the field will be randomly divided into two groups and compete at the same time.After the two competitions are over, the loser will immediately proceed to the next competition to determine the third and fourth places.

After the loser's field is over, it's the turn of the two winners to compete to decide the top spot.

On this day, Ji Chaoyun and Feng Qi came to Qianshan, before entering the arena, they were suddenly blocked by a person.

Wei Shaoyang stood in front of the two of them with his arms crossed, his brows filled with pride: "I've entered the top four now, how is it, Ji Chaoyun, you haven't forgotten our bet, have you?"

Feng Qi didn't go to class much when he was still in the academy, so he didn't have a deep impression of this person, so he turned his head and asked Ji Chaoyun: "What bet did you make?"

Ji Chaoyun didn't take this matter to heart at first, so he forgot to tell Feng Qi in advance.

He yawned sleepily in Feng Qi's arms, and said casually: "I bet him, if he doesn't enter the top three, he will drop out of school."

Feng Qi said "oh", without looking at Wei Shaoyang, he continued to walk forward with Ji Chaoyun in his arms: "What's the point of this kind of bet, it's better to bet on how quickly you can win the final competition."

"You..." Wei Shaoyang was ignored for the first time, but even if he borrowed a few more courage, he didn't dare to block Feng Qi's way again, so he turned around and shouted, "Ji Chaoyun, don't forget, if I come forward Three, you are about to drop out of Hongmeng Academy."

Feng Qi paused and asked, "You still agreed to this kind of request?"

Ji Zhaoyun thought for a moment, then replied vaguely: "Hmm... it seems that there is such a thing."

Feng Qi smiled and tapped him lightly on the forehead, and continued to walk towards the viewing seats, leaving only Wei Shaoyang on the spot distraught.

The disciples entered the arena one after another, Ji Chaoyun sat in Feng Qi's position, sipped the hot tea poured by the other party, and finally recovered his spirit gradually.

In the final competition, the four people participating in the competition entered the formation at the same time, and were randomly divided into a secret realm by the formation.

Ji Zhaoyun opened his eyes from the secret realm, and in front of him was an old ancient temple.

The ancient temple is hidden in the dense forest, the moonlight hangs high in the sky, and the quiet moonlight pours out, reflecting the silence and coolness around.

Ji Zhaoyun clenched the long sword in his hand and pursed his lips lightly.

It happened to be such a scene.

This place...is too similar to the place where he died in his previous life.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise from the bushes beside him, Ji Zhaoyun turned over the tree without a sound, and saw a figure in the distance.

Holding a long sword in his hand, Wei Shaoyang walked through the woods silently.

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes lit up slightly.

It was him.

He made a bet with Wei Shaoyang that the other party would not be able to enter the top three. He was not really sure at first, but he did not expect that he would be drawn by accident.In this way, he will definitely win the bet.

Ji Chaoyun thought for a moment, then raised his hand and swung a sword energy, straight to Wei Shaoyang's back.

The latter is worthy of being a Tianzi-level disciple, with quick reactions, he quickly drew his sword to block, but was still agitated by the sword energy and retreated a few steps.

But when he looked up again, there was no one in the depths of the dark bushes.

The closer to the competition between the two sides, the faster the end time will be.In the other match, Bai Qiuyue had easily won, but Ji Chaoyun still hadn't decided the winner.

In this competition, instead of facing the enemy head-on in the past, Ji Chaoyun intentionally hid his body and made fun of Wei Shaoyang.

All the disciples present instantly understood Ji Chaoyun's intention.

Wei Shaoyang treated Ye Chenxing like this in the first round of the competition, this was treating him in the same way as he did.

Before going on stage, Ji Chaoyun had already informed the two of their grievances, and Feng Qi quickly understood Ji Chaoyun's deep meaning.He sat in place, couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.

"No wonder..."

Ji Chaoyun is confident that this person will definitely lose in the loser's field, because he just wants to exhaust this person's spiritual power in the first match, and not leave this person with the energy to fight another round.

This competition finally lasted almost two hours.

Inside the light screen, Wei Shaoyang lay down on the ground of the ancient temple, his body was covered in dust, his hands trembled so much that he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.In front of him, Ji Chaoyun swung his sword down, and the sword energy suddenly knocked him over, hitting the mottled wall of the ancient temple.

The light screen went out, and Wei Shaoyang rolled out of the circle in embarrassment.

Ji Chaoyun stepped out of the magic circle, with thin sweat dripping from his forehead: "How about it, can you admit defeat in that bet?"

"You... you actually..." Wei Shaoyang's current appearance was in a state of embarrassment, he barely straightened his upper body, his eyes were red.

With his appearance, it is impossible to fight another battle!

Ji Chaoyun said calmly: "Before leaving the academy, I still hope you can apologize to my friend."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, Wei Shaoyang suddenly said loudly: "Wait... I don't understand, even if you can beat me, how can you be sure that I won't draw someone else?"

"Others?" Ji Chaoyun raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he found it very interesting, "Do you think you can beat Bai Qiuyue?"

"Even if I lose, I can..."

"You can also win back in the loser's field? No, it's impossible." Ji Chaoyun smiled, and said softly, "If your opponent didn't consume too much in the last game, but you have already experienced a battle with Bai Qiuyue, you can't do it." Who do you think will win in the end?"

After he finished speaking, he saluted Wei Shaoyang politely, then turned and left.

Under the high platform, Feng Qi was already waiting there.

"Now, it's the last match." Feng Qi opened his arms towards him and caught him, "How, can you hold on?"

Ji Chaoyun said: "Of course."

Feng Qi pulled Ji Chaoyun to the viewing booth, and asked curiously: "Are you sure that no matter whether Wei Shaoyang draws you or Bai Qiuyue, he will not be able to break into the top three, but you never thought that if he draws the remaining one, So what? That disciple's cultivation is not top-notch, if Wei Shaoyang faces him, it's not like he has no chance of winning."

Ji Zhaoyun fell silent.

Feng Qi asked: "What's wrong?"

Ji Chaoyun sighed, and said leisurely: "If that's the case, I will have to drop out of Hongmeng Academy, return to the mortal world to build a fairy temple, and live off the incense of mortals."

"..." Feng Qi couldn't laugh or cry, "So you're not absolutely sure?"

"It's good to be half sure about a bet, how can it be perfect?" Ji Chaoyun wanted to force his words, but Feng Qi pinched the side of his face before telling the truth in a low voice, "I was a little angry at that time, and I didn't know it for a while. Hold back, I feel impulsive after thinking about it..."

Feng Qi nodded thoughtfully: "Well, you really have a lot of temper recently."

"Even if you really lose, it doesn't matter, you are not in Hongmeng Academy, what am I still doing here?" Ji Chaoyun leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "If I really lose, I will leave here when the battle here is over, and fight with me." You go at your ease."

Ji Zhaoyun had never expressed his heart so bluntly before, Feng Qi froze for a moment, his heart was instantly filled with warmth, wishing he could hug him and kiss him hard on the spot.

Feng Qi was tickled by him, coughed lightly as a cover-up, and looked away: "I don't know who used to work so hard to stay here. If you say that, how should the immortals deal with themselves?"

Immortal Tianshu who was forced to listen to the whole process: "..."

Feng Qi pulled Ji Chaoyun and huddled on a chair, waiting for the loser's field to start.

Sure enough, Wei Shaoyang was powerless to fight any more, he didn't even enter the secret realm, and directly declared defeat.

He lost the bet.

The loser's field is not over, and the final of the Tianbang Competition is ushered in.

Feng Qi sent him to the high platform, and Bai Qiuyue was already waiting above.Feng Qi glanced at him, turned his head and said softly to Ji Chaoyun: "Don't worry, follow what I taught you, you can win."

"I see."

Ji Zhaoyun walked up the steps, but suddenly thought of something, turned his head and smiled at Feng Qi, "By the way, if I win, do you want to..."

His words were not finished.

Ji Zhaoyun became dizzy for no reason, and fell straight down from the edge of the high platform under the eyes of everyone.

Feng Qi hurriedly caught him.

"Chaoyun, why do you—"

Ji Zhaoyun only felt the spiritual power surge in his body, and the dragon ball also trembled continuously. He lowered his head uncomfortably, and his palms slowly fell to his abdomen: "Here I am..."

Feng Qi's hand covered it, urging his cultivation base to probe into the other party's spiritual veins.

It had been diagnosed by the Immortal Doctor and there was nothing unusual about it, but there was obviously a mass of spiritual energy stagnated in it, and it was excitedly active for some reason.

Feng Qi frowned tightly.

In that spiritual vein, there is not only a mass of stagnant spiritual energy, it is...

signs of life.