Yang Ji smiled and raised his teacup in response, savoring the tea.
Both had drunk a cup of tea, but Immortal Fairy had still not appeared.
Inside a secret chamber, Immortal Fairy held the Mysterious Mirror, observing everything in the guest hall, her elegant brows knitting slightly, "Why are these two getting along so harmoniously? I really wanted to see Qilian Mountain fly into a rage and storm out."
"The Qilian Mountain is graceful indeed, why doesn't Miss restrain herself and interact with him amicably?" a female Tribulation Immortal at her side suggested.
"Qilian Mountain is so annoyingly persistent; it's extrely vexing, and I have no feelings for him," Immortal Fairy said, frowning.
"So does Miss plan to just keep watching? They've already drunk two cups of tea and are still discussing the flavor of the fruits," the Tribulation Immortal woman said with a faint smile.
"Of course I'm going out!" Immortal Fairy put away the Mysterious Mirror and left the room.
...
"Daoist Luo, Daoist Qilian, my apologies for the long wait," a crisp voice called out, and a fragrant breeze wafted in. A breathtakingly beautiful woman, with a light and graceful step and a smile on her face, walked in with natural elegance.
The woman took her seat at the head of the table, glanced at Yang Ji, and smiled, "Daoist Luo, do you enjoy our Immortal Leisure Pavilion's Fairy Tea?"
"This Fairy Tea has a refreshing fragrance and a sweet taste as it touches the lips; it's very nice indeed," Yang Ji replied with a smile.
"Well, if it's nice, then you should drink a few more cups. Allow to pour the tea for you!" Immortal Fairy said as she walked down with a smile, approaching Yang Ji. She lifted the teapot and filled his cup to the brim, then, holding the cup with both hands, she brought it before Yang Ji, smiling, "Daoist Luo, taste the tea I personally poured for you. Isn't it special?"
At this scene, Qilian Mountain felt a pang of jealousy. Despite his composure, he couldn't maintain it any longer.
Jealousy flared within him as he watched, seething with envy.
He imdiately said,
"Immortal Fairy, there's no need to provoke deliberately. If you want to annoy , at least choose a Supre Genius. Soone like Daoist Luo, I could knock down with a single punch. Apologies, Daoist Luo, this isn't personal, but I have to take you down with this punch!"
Suddenly, Qilian Mountain launched a punch at Yang Ji, seemingly to showcase his supre might, his standing as a Supre Genius.
As his punch flew out, a thousand illusions ford into a pitch-dark Chaos Hole, locking down space. In the confined ti and space, it was a lethal punch. Yang Ji imdiately felt there was no escape, as if both his flesh and Primordial Spirit would be sucked into this Chaos Hole and reverted back to Chaos.
"Chaos Hole Fist? A fine technique!" Yang Ji exclaid, looking at Qilian Mountain, "I don't care about your intentions, but I can't just take your punch for nothing. It would spoil my fortunes. You should take one of my punches too!"
The World Force within his Inner World surged as he drank the tea from his cup and transford his curved hand into a fist to et the attack.
Boom!
A collision erupted, releasing an outpour of power, and instantly one person was sent flying back, landing awkwardly in their seat with a thud.
The other sat down again unhard, already pouring another cup of tea, and began to drink with a calm smile.
"You!" Qilian Mountain was shocked.
"And you!" Immortal Fairy was also quite surprised.
Even the Black-Robed Mahayana and the observing Tribulation Immortal from the Immortal Leisure Pavilion were taken aback.
Who was Qilian Mountain?
He was one of the top hundred inheritors, naturally gifted, and rarely t a match at his level. Yet now, he had been sent flying by a single punch from soone not well-known at his level?
This scene greatly shocked everyone present.
"Such a punch, such poise, you... are you Yang Ji, Brother Yang?" Suddenly, Qilian Mountain's expression changed, and he stood up abruptly, staring intensely at Yang Ji.
"Yes, it has to be you. Only when facing a freak like you would I feel so powerless. You are Yang Ji!" Qilian Mountain declared with certainty.
"What? You are Yang Ji?" Immortal Fairy also expressed her astonishnt.
"? I am not any Yang Ji; I am Luo Xiong!" Yang Ji thought to himself, feeling sowhat bewildered.
"Brother Yang, stop pretending. Among our peers, only you can exert such pressure on . The way you throw your punch, the light in your eyes, it's exactly the sa as on the Battlefield of Inheritances. Even though you've changed your appearance, I recognize you!" Qilian Mountain insisted confidently.
"Are you really that freak Yang Ji? That freak who blasted Mo Wudao with a single punch? Why did I have to co across two such freaks during that assessnt for inheritances?" Immortal Fairy's beautiful eyes widened as she recalled the past, also losing her composure.
"Cough, so we're old acquaintances from the sa round of inheritance assessnts. Since that's the case, I'll drop the act," Yang Ji said as he reverted to his original appearance.
"It really is you! Brother Yang, my na is Qilian Mountain, and she is Immortal Fairy. Even though you don't know us, we have witnessed your prowess. You're just too much. If it were soone else, I'd probably want to take them on right there and then after such a punch.
But with you, I think it's better not to," Qilian Mountain said without any embarrassnt, smiling, "I've wanted to befriend Brother Yang for a long ti but never had the chance. I never expected to et you in such a manner."
"So it's Brother Qilian and Miss Immortal Fairy!" Yang Ji greeted them with a bow and smile.
"Yang Ji, how does it taste, the tea I personally poured for you just now?" Immortal Fairy's gaze flickered as she glanced at Qilian Mountain before abruptly asking.
"Having the honor to drink tea personally poured by Miss Immortal Fairy is indeed a great privilege!" Yang Ji replied with a smile.
"In that case, let pour you another cup," Immortal Fairy said, smiling, as she stepped down with a swaying gait.
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