One Pregnancy, Two Treasures; The Fierce Consort Aims to Defy the Heavens

Chapter 62: The little bald donkey at Chanxu Temple

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Feng Siyue looked at Feng Wanqing's back as she leaned her entire body weight on Baili Xuanyuan and walked away together. Her brows furrowed slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Wait, what's going on? Why would she think that

Could it be that she fell in love with Baili Xuanyuan at first sight

No, it doesn't feel that way.

It was strange, and she couldn't explain it.

"Hiss, why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

Lu Chen rubbed his arms. He felt a chill coming from somewhere, giving him goose bumps.

If he had the courage to take off Di Xuanshang's mask, he would see how cold the other person's face was, and he would know where the coldness came from.

"You two don't need to participate in the following competitions! You used the Wujianlou technique instead of your own sect's technique, which is considered a violation!"

At this time, Elder Wen said to the two brothers Ning Sui and Ning Yuan with a gloomy face.

Feng Siyue patted the two men's arms and said, "It's just a small sect competition. It's okay if you don't participate. Don't mind it."

Feng Siyue's nonchalance successfully caused Elder Wen to snort at them, "A small sect like the Hundred Flowers Sword Sect, which only has a few dozen people, can't even send out participating disciples, so there's no need for it to exist, don't you think?"

The two brothers Ning Sui and Ning Yuan suddenly became anxious. They were adopted by the sect leader since they were young. If the sect was destroyed this time, how would they face the sect leader, elders, and fellow disciples

Elder Wen walked away with a sinister smile.

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Feng Siyue said to the two of them, "In fact, there is really no need for small sects to exist, because the inheritance is too poor, and sooner or later it will be swallowed up by other sects. Two junior brothers, you can ask your leaders, if they are willing to stay in Jiaoyang City, they can join my sect."

"What sect is Senior Sister from now?"

Ning Yuan asked cautiously. What they knew now were four sects and one Wujian Tower.

"I haven't thought of a name yet." Feng Siyue said casually.

"Ah?" Ning Yuan was surprised. He hadn't thought of a name yet, which meant it hadn't been established yet. This...

Feng Siyue saw their hesitation and said to them with a smile: "I have many magic skills passed down here. As long as you join my sect, I will find the magic skills that are suitable for you to practice!"

The two men widened their eyes. What the senior sister meant was that the inheritance of the four top sects, including the Tianmen Sword Sect, could be learned by not only the two of them, but also the junior brothers and sisters of the Baihua Sword Sect

The two were so surprised that they were speechless.

Feng Siyue raised the corners of her lips slightly, and glanced at the two of them calmly: "Yes, that's what you think. Go and discuss it with them, and come back to me after the game."

After saying that, she jumped off the stage, and Di Xuanshang, who had been staring at her quietly, immediately walked towards her.

"Do you know Baili Xuanyuan?" Di Xuanshang asked casually.

"I don't know him, what's wrong?" Feng Siyue felt that the way he asked this question was a bit strange, and his tone was also weird.

“Nothing.” Di Xuanshang looked away, feeling a moment of relief, and continued, “This is the last match today, and I will target you more obviously. Be careful, but don’t be afraid. I will take action when necessary.”

Feng Siyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled from the bottom of her heart. Is this what it feels like to have someone backing you up? It’s really not bad.

"Okay, I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Siyue rushed to the next arena. As soon as he took a step, someone grabbed his wrist.

Turning back, she met the man's deep eyes beneath the mask.

"Why don't you call me senior brother this time?"

Feng Siyue blinked and pretended to be dumb: "Huh? When did I call you senior brother? Did you hear it wrong?"

Hehe, since you like to listen, I won’t scream.

She walked away quickly, and the depression in her heart just now disappeared.

Xuan Shang cares about her so much, it shouldn’t just be because they are senior and junior brothers and sisters, right

The area around the final competition venue was truly packed with people. Many people who didn't like watching games came specially just to catch a glimpse of Hanyue's heroic figure.

The news of the first three games has spread at an extremely fast speed, thanks to those who lost spirit stones.

Those people who were originally there to watch the joke and the fun, now all focused their attention on this woman named Han Yue. After all, she single-handedly eliminated the talented disciples of the three major forces, Qibao Pavilion, Wudu Sect, and Hanhai Academy, and became an unexpected dark horse in the competition.

As soon as Feng Siyue came on the stage, all eyes were focused on her. Some impolite spiritual senses swept over, trying to penetrate her veil and see her face clearly.

However, the veil was specially made, and even a strong man in the Martial Honor Realm would not be able to see through it. However, the behavior of these people was extremely rude.

But before she could fight back, more than a dozen cries of pain were heard from the audience. She saw that the people who had just scanned her with their spiritual sense were squatting on the ground with their heads covered, their faces filled with pain.

She didn't even need to think and looked in the direction of Di Xuanshang.

He had a slender figure and an aura that kept strangers away. No one dared to approach him except Lu Chen, so one could see him without looking for him deliberately.

It turned out to be him who did it. Those people felt his power, looked in his direction, then quickly covered their heads and retreated from the crowd in shame.

Feng Siyue's lips curled up.

"Namo Amitabha."

At this time, five young monks came up. They were wearing robes, had scars on their heads, and looked very thin.

However, the most handsome monk in the middle was different. There was a small halo on his head. This halo was called the Buddha halo, which exuded a bright aura.

It's like someone had done a special effect for him.

Then he should be the Buddhist disciple Jin Chanzi from Chanxu Temple. Feng Siyue learned about it in advance and found out that this Buddhist disciple was born with a Buddhist bead in his mouth. Legend has it that he is the reincarnation of a Buddhist Bodhisattva.

His cultivation level is also the highest among all the participating disciples—the second level of Wuzong Realm.

He looked at Feng Siyue with a compassionate look, his eyes were kind yet also cold, which seemed a bit contradictory.

"Is the female donor the remnant of the Guidao Sect?" he asked coldly.

Feng Siyue said coldly: "Are you the little bald donkey from Chanxu Temple?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the other four monks glared at her angrily.

Someone in the stands also said, "How can you be so rude to a Buddhist? You really don't know what you are talking about!"

"Buddha is the reincarnation of Bodhisattva, why don't you show some respect to him!"

It can be seen that this Jin Chanzi is very respected. She just said "bald donkey" and it aroused public anger.

But Feng Siyue didn't care at all. She said slowly, "As for me, if someone respects me one foot, I will respect him ten feet. Jin Chanzi just said he is the remnant of Guidao Sect, so I can only fight back."

"This is ridiculous. The Guidao Sect was originally an evil sect that brought disaster to the people and was not tolerated by heaven and earth. The Guidao Sect had already perished, but the female donor brought back the Guidao Sect's evil magic. In the future, it is bound to bring disaster to the world. What else could she be but the remnants of evil?"