"Master, if I win first place in the Immortal Alliance Conference, will you grant me one wish?"
Yin Buqi asked while combing Jiang Niannian's hair.
He smelled the fragrance of grass and trees on Jiang Niannian's body and unconsciously stroked her hair.
Master's hair was one of his favorite things to touch.
Jiang Nian Nian asked: "What wish?"
"It's boring to talk about it now. Let's talk about it after we win first place. Let's keep it a suspense."
Jiang Niannian's gentle eyes were filled with smiles, and she nodded: "Okay."
Yin Buqi himself never had a clear boundary regarding his attitude towards Jiang Niannian.
At first he just felt that Jiang Niannian was too clean, too spotless, kind and compassionate, like an immortal.
But he never believed that there were completely good people in the world, so he deliberately caused trouble in order to anger her and bring her down from the altar.
But the more they got along, the more he felt that Jiang Niannian had a fatal attraction to him, as if his heart would itch whenever he saw her.
He still liked to cause trouble for her. It seemed that as long as he saw her face, which always had a gentle smile, and there was even the slightest change, even if it was caused by him, the devil in his heart would be pleased.
He felt extremely excited.
"Master."
"Um?"
"Master."
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I'll just call you."
Jiang Niannian: "... Yeah."
…
It has been a long time since such a fierce and capable young cultivator appeared at the Immortal Alliance Conference.
He looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, but among his disciples, no one can match him.
He was too ruthless, had no sympathy, and was only interested in winning, which caused the monks watching the game to frown.
"Whose disciple is this? He is so cruel."
"Look at this kid. He doesn't need weapons. He just holds the weapons. He's not afraid of getting hurt or dying. He has too much violence in him."
Jiang Niannian originally wanted to scold Yin Buqi and tell him to stop.
But every time Yin Buqi won a battle, he would turn around and smile at Jiang Niannian, as if waiting for her praise.
She suddenly couldn't say anything harsh.
His smile is enough to captivate everyone.
Yin Buqi's appearance is not masculine and heroic. On the contrary, his facial features are feminine and his body is tall and thin.
There were many young female practitioners in the audience. It was probably the first time they saw Yin Buqi like this, and their eyes were wide open.
At this time, an old man in the crowd said: "This boy may betray his teacher and ancestors in the future."
"Old sir." Jiang Niannian frowned slightly and couldn't help but retort: "I don't like to hear you talk about my apprentice like that."
The old man shook his head and said, "I just hope that I won't get into any big trouble in the future."
She is the way of heaven. Although her deductive ability has weakened a lot after she came to the mortal world, she is still able to deduce the fate of a mortal.
She will teach her apprentice well, so how could she possibly betray her teacher and ancestors
It's simply alarmist.
As he was speaking, Yin Buqi had already reached the halfway point, competing with another outstanding player for the final victory.
That disciple was the chief disciple of Higurashi Kuranka Ken-kun.
Yin Buqi was a person who would never let go of a grudge and was not easy to mess with. But the disciple looked down on independent cultivators and challenged him, "How come you come to compete without a sword? Your master is not so poor that he can't even afford a sword? It turns out that independent cultivators are not up to par."