Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 305 He Junyou is here

Ji Fuyou and Fu Weisheng had a rare argument because when they sent Lin Qingyue to the Valley of Rebirth, they were discovered by people from the Fu family and the He family.

The two of them were hiding outside and couldn't show their true faces to others.

Fu Weisheng asked Ji Fuyou to return to Ziyang Sword Sect to participate in the sword competition as it was about to begin.

"My family has made their stance clear. They're also secretly trying to stop anyone from coming to look for me. Even if they're captured, they'll just marry He Junyou. But the sword competition is coming up soon. Are you willing to miss this opportunity after all the preparations you've made for it?"

"I know you don't want to delay my participation in the sword competition, but the sword competition only happens once every three years. To me, these are not as important as you."

Ji Fuyou said stubbornly.

Fu Weisheng frowned: "I didn't ask you to do this, and even if you did it, it wouldn't actually help me."

Ji Fuyou: "This is what a servant should do for his master, isn't it?"

Fu Weisheng took a deep breath and regretted signing the master-servant contract with him.

Finally, he said angrily: "It's up to you."

Ji Fuyou and Fu Weisheng simply disagreed, but the two of them continued to get along as usual. However, Fu Weisheng, who used to respond to him, became even less talkative.

This was what happened when He Junyou came. He looked at the two people and smiled, his smile nonchalant.

"Sister Fu, I didn't expect you to care so much about a servant. Why are you running away from your engagement with me? Once we become citizens, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if I took him as my concubine?"

Ji Fuyou's eyes suddenly turned cold, and He Junyou's smile became even wider, as if he saw through the filth in Ji Fuyou's heart.

"Ji Fuyou, I'm helping you. Sister Fu is so indifferent to emotions. You don't think she will marry you if she doesn't marry me, do you?"

He Junyou's words were like needles piercing Ji Fuyou's heart. He Junyou found it a little funny to see his lonely face.

I suddenly thought of something and made some big promises.

"Ji Fuyou, why bother arguing with me? Take Sister Fu back with you. When Fu Weisheng and I become one, I'll make you a commoner. Isn't that wonderful?"

He Junyou believed that no one could refuse this proposal. After all, for a rootless person like Ji Fuyou, it would be a great honor for his ancestors to become a Jindan cultivator in this life.

Only he can accompany Fu Weisheng for a long time.

Ji Fuyou didn't say anything, and He Junyou was about to speak, feeling confident of victory.

"Sister Fu..."

The sound of a sword breaking through the air was heard, and Ji Fuyou raised his sword to meet it!

He Junyou looked stunned, but soon regained his composure.

"Do you think you can beat me?"

He whispered softly, then chuckled.

Fu Weisheng felt something was wrong and quickly threw a top-grade talisman drawn by his ancestor towards Ji Fuyou.

With a "bang", Ji Fuyou flew out.

"Ji Fuyou!" Fu Weisheng flew over and hugged Ji Fuyou, then turned to look at He Junyou with anger: "Who are you? He Junyou has no chance of such strength!"

"It seems Sister Fu still doesn't care about me." He Junyou said regretfully, "I've accidentally exposed myself in front of you several times, but you treat me like air. It's really heartbreaking. Am I even worse than a mere servant?"

"Let him go, I'll go back." Fu Weisheng made the decision immediately, and then his heart clenched suddenly, and his breathing quickened for a second.

He Junyou smiled faintly. Fu Weisheng had already gone this far. If he continued, he would alienate him. He said in a good mood, "Do you want me to send him back to the Ziyang Sword Sect? Or should we also terminate your master-servant contract?"

Fu Weisheng didn't say anything, but summoned the local mountain god and entrusted him to bring Ji Fuyou back to Ziyang Sword Sect.

"I will definitely send this cultivator to the Ziyang Sword Sect."

"Thank you for your help." Fu Weisheng handed over the deposit and the letter. "For the rest, go to any store of the Fu family and they will exchange it for your reward."

After doing all this, He Junyou had no intention of going back, and even made an appointment with Fu Weisheng to go to Ziyang Sword Sect to watch the sword competition.

"Who knows, Ji Jianxiu might have greatly increased his strength after this experience."

Fu Weisheng just felt that He Junyou was an eyesore, but now she had decided to follow the family's arrangements, and knowing that Ji Fuyou liked her, she naturally would not contact Ji Fuyou again.

"I have just terminated the master-servant contract with him. The Fu family is busy with other matters, so I won't go."

After saying that, without even looking at He Junyou, he left on the flying magic weapon.

"You're so angry." He Junyou waved his hand: "But I like it. I like the way you don't like me."

If Fu Weisheng liked him like everyone else, he would think that this person was nothing special. But there was someone who ignored him like this, and he was so excited just thinking about having her by his side and watching him every day.

"Young master, where are we going now?" the servant stepped forward and asked He Junyou.

He Junyou touched his chin and said, "Didn't I just say that? Let's go to Ziyang Sword Sect."

"But the He family has no history of visiting the Ziyang Sword Sect, so I'm afraid they won't be able to provide adequate hospitality."

He Junyou: "You reminded me. Go to Ziyang Sword Sect now and ask them to prepare to receive me. This is because the Southern Sect also wants to observe the Ziyang Sword Sect's sword competition."

"Yes."

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Lin Qingyue looked at his opponent. Although he was mentally prepared, he still felt a little nervous when he saw Senior Sister Bi Zihan.

If she had to say who she was least confident of facing in this sword competition, it would be Senior Sister Bi Zihan.

Senior Brother Tang Yongsi, who entered the school at the same time as Senior Sister Bi Zihan, has been stuck at the first level of swordsmanship, cultivating his mind, and has been unable to break through to the questioning state.

As for Ji Fuyou and Feng Yiqiu, who she found a bit troublesome, one was nowhere to be found with Fu Weisheng in the Southern Continent, while the other was so obsessed with the family's struggle for power that he had no time to escape.

She knew the others, such as Lu Que, Ying Changhuan, Xu Yang, Wang Bielin, and Yun Shaobo, so they were not difficult for her.

For now, I should just focus on the battle with Senior Sister Bi Zihan. There’s no point in thinking too much.

There is no entry-level competition. The sword competition is between two people. The winners will fight against each other, and the losers will fight against each other. If the loser loses the first time and the next game, he will be eliminated.

In other words, a person will be eliminated only if he loses two battles in a row. If he wins once and loses once, he will advance, and if he loses again, he will be eliminated.

This cycle repeats, and the final two players will battle to determine the winner.

The top ten in the competition will have the peak master choose his own disciples, and the top winner will be free to choose the peak master.

As for the others who failed, unless they were favored by the Peak Master, it would mean that they would lose the chance to become his direct disciple.

Lin Qingyue held the glutinous rice balls that she had taken out in advance, and Lingxue was carried on her back.

"Lin Qingyue, a disciple of Hopeless Peak, please give me some advice."

"Disciple Bi Zihan, please give me some advice."

Their eyes met!