Early that morning, Chen Yin woke up before the sun.
He stepped out of the inn, stretched lazily amidst the chirping of birds, and put his hands on his hips with a cheerful sigh.
“It’s finally starting.”
Today was the opening day of the Fairy Conference.|
While Xiang’er was still asleep, Chen Yin bought breakfast for Luo Luo and gave her so instructions.
Luo Luo nodded happily, a bun already in her mouth, and left.
After making the necessary arrangents, he returned to the inn with two bags of buns.
By the ti he got back, Xiang’er had already finished washing up and was sitting obediently at the table, waiting for him.
“You’re awake.” Chen Yin placed the buns in front of her and said with a smile, “Eat up.”
“Once you’re full, we’ll set off.”
Xiang’er nodded and took a small bite of the bun.
“Senior Brother, wouldn’t it be great if I actually won the championship?”
Chen Yin paused for a mont while eating his bun, then said casually, as if nothing had happened, “Silly girl. Thinking about winning already? We haven’t even passed the preliminary round yet.”
Xiang’er stuck out her tongue. “Heehee. Can’t I dream?”
“What if I’m really lucky and win the title of Number One Fairy? Wouldn’t Senior Brother be happy?”
“Honestly, no.”
Chen Yin shook his head. “What’s the use of such a superficial title?”
“It’ll just bring a lot of trouble.”
Xiang’er nodded thoughtfully. “That’s true… But if I win, then Senior Brother will be the Senior Brother of the Number One Fairy. Wouldn’t that be impressive?”
Chen Yin laughed heartily.
“If you say so, why don’t I strive for the title of Number One Cultivator? Then Xiang’er will be the Junior Sister of the Number One Cultivator.”
Xiang’er giggled. “Senior Brother is boasting again.”
“We’re both guilty of that.”
Chen Yin smiled. “Eat up, we need to set off soon.”
Yu Xiang obediently continued eating her bun.
But in her heart, she softly asked:
“System, do I have to lose to Senior Sister Shen in the final according to the plot records?”
“Hmm… it’s not explicitly stated.” The System hesitated. “It only says to try and figure out as many of Shen Shuanglian’s trump cards as possible. But to be safe, it’s best to surrender after a few moves.”
“Hey, you’re not actually thinking of fighting her seriously, are you?” The System asked nervously.
Yu Xiang didn’t answer.
“No, think about it carefully. Shen Shuanglian also has a System. If you two decide to fight to the death, who knows if you’ll be able to stop.”
“What if you end up in a stalemate and have to fight to the death? Wouldn’t that be disastrous?”
The System added worriedly, “You must control yourself. Exposing your identity could affect the subsequent plot.”
Yu Xiang silently agreed in her heart.
But no one knew her true intentions.
*
After breakfast, the two of them headed towards Ten Thousand Cloud Mountain. Along the way, they were surrounded by crowds of people rushing to participate in the Fairy Conference.
They arrived at Ten Thousand Cloud Mountain and saw a magnificent and imposing manor suspended amidst the clouds halfway up the mountain. It was surrounded by an ethereal aura, yet exuded an air of luxury and wealth.
The Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion truly lived up to its reputation as the largest rchant organization in the cultivation world. The sheer extravagance of its main branch would be enough to make Master Yu Ling, that stingy penny-pincher, drool with envy.
The manor was divided into a front pavilion and a rear estate. The front pavilion was the main part of the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion, filled with all sorts of rare and precious treasures. The rear estate was for sightseeing and relaxation.
Many people were already registering at the reception desk. After Chen Yin registered with Xiang’er, they wandered around the vast manor.
Before long, Xiang’er excused herself, saying she wanted to buy a souvenir, and slipped away from Chen Yin.
Chen Yin didn’t ask too many questions. He knew that no matter what she did, Luo Luo would be watching over her.
So, while waiting, Chen Yin also strolled around the manor. The scenery here was truly elegant, with pavilions, terraces, and towers, all exuding a poetic and picturesque charm. It seed the rumors about the Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion being a pretentious show-off were true.
As he wandered casually, Chen Yin’s gaze inadvertently fell upon a group of people in the distance. His heart skipped a beat.
On the opposite side of a long corridor, a group of beautiful won approached, their laughter echoing through the air. Leading the group was a woman in a fiery red dress as bright as blooming flowers, her smile radiant.
When she saw Chen Yin, her eyes lit up.
“Chen Yin!”
Chen Yin, who was about to turn and flee, froze in his tracks. He could only turn around and force a smile:
“Sister Qiaoqiao, fancy eting you here. What a coincidence.”
Luo Qiaoqiao skipped over to him and happily grabbed his hand. “You didn’t lie to , you really ca.”
“Cough, cough… How could I lie to Sister Qiaoqiao?”
Chen Yin said awkwardly, “I’m truly here to escort my Junior Sister to the conference.”
Hearing the words “Junior Sister,” a glint flashed in Luo Qiaoqiao’s eyes, and she asked casually:
“Then, where is this Junior Sister of yours?”
“Well…” Chen Yin averted his gaze, feeling guilty. “She’s… gone to browse the main pavilion.”
“I see.”
Luo Qiaoqiao suddenly took his hand and said happily, “Then let’s go check out the main pavilion of the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion too.”
Chen Yin was stunned.
…Sister, you’re trying to get killed.
Are you unaware of how much attention you attract?
Just walking into the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion will draw the eyes of every custor.
And you want to hold my hand and walk in with ? Are you trying to hasten my demise?
Chen Yin was still racking his brains for an excuse to decline when Luo Qiaoqiao had already dragged him towards the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion without a word.
“No excuses.” She glared at him, her tone brooking no argunt.
Now, Chen Yin was truly helpless.
Surrounded by the amused gazes of the Heavenly Net Sect disciples, Luo Qiaoqiao led Chen Yin into the main pavilion.
As expected, the mont they stepped inside, all sorts of strange looks fell upon him. So people were simply curious and whispered amongst themselves, but so male cultivators’ gazes were clearly hostile and filled with killing intent.
Luo Qiaoqiao, however, seed oblivious, picking up a hairpin like an excited young girl and turning to Chen Yin, asking:
“Do you think this would look good on ?”
Chen Yin sighed inwardly, but he maintained a smile on his face. “Sister Qiaoqiao, you shouldn’t buy this.”
“Why? Doesn’t it look good?”
“It’s not that. Sister Qiaoqiao is already breathtakingly beautiful. If you wear this hairpin, all the male cultivators in the world will lose sleep over you.”
“You’re just flattering again, aren’t you?” Luo Qiaoqiao pouted with dissatisfaction.
But the next mont, a sweet smile appeared on her face.
“But you know…”
“I love hearing you praise .”
Tell how beautiful I am.
Tell you like how I look right now.
A woman adorns herself for the one she loves.
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