The contestants on stage fought with utter half-heartedness. After trading just a couple of moves, the moment they realized they couldn't win, they immediately raised their hands in surrender.
They no longer possessed the fierce spirit to fight to the death as they had before.
The higher-ups floating in the sky shook their heads one after another.
The morale of these disciples had been completely shattered by that “female demon.”
And so, the outer sect tournament came to a hasty close in this extraordinarily bizarre atmosphere.
An outer sect elder announced loudly, “Next, the award ceremony will begin!”
Tenth place through second place took the stage one by one.
The contestants all wore numb expressions, devoid of any joy from winning.
They collected their prizes and turned to leave right away, eliciting only sparse, unenthusiastic cheers from below the stage.
Clearly, all the expectation of the entire audience was focused on that young woman.
“Second place: Dao Mystic Peak, Du Ziteng!”
It turned out this posturing guy was actually playing a pig to eat the tiger.
In the final battle, he had suddenly unleashed a high-grade Profound-grade technique, blasting his opponent's Tier Two demon beast straight off the arena stage.
Du Ziteng accepted his reward, mumbling with hesitation on stage.
It seemed he still wanted to recite a couple of poetic lines to show off.
However, the faintly stinging slap marks on his face managed to suppress his desire to flex.
He swallowed hard, hung his head, and slunk away.
The disciples below the stage craned their necks in eager anticipation.
Everyone was waiting for Junior Sister Bai to step up and receive her award.
Right at that moment, a deafening cheer erupted from the distance.
Everyone turned around to look.
Clad in light-blue brocade robes with sharp sword-like brows and starry eyes, the Holy Son of the Azure Mystic Sect, Li Wangchuan, was slowly flying through the air.
He was astonishingly handsome, insanely attractive.
The female disciples below the stage instantly broke into wild screams:
“Ahhh! The Holy Son is so handsome and dashing! As expected of the Azure Mystic Sect's number one beauty!”
“I know, right?! Whenever I see the Holy Son, I just melt~”
...
As Li Wangchuan flew over, he smiled and waved at the crowd below.
He single-handedly turned the scene into a fanatical idol fan meeting.
Li Wangchuan landed in the center of the arena stage and pressed his hands down slightly.
The entire venue fell silent in an instant.
Only then did he speak in a warm, resonant voice with a gentle smile: “Junior Sister Bai, please come up to receive your award.”
On the Dharma Boat.
Jiang Ye gulped down the rest of his fruit juice.
Just as he was planning to make a flashy entrance—
Whoosh.
Gu Qingxue had already pulled up beside him, riding her flying sword that exuded a chilling aura.
Jiang Ye caught on instantly.
With practiced ease, he stepped onto the flying sword, naturally resting his hands on the “handrails.”
Swoosh!
Within a single breath, the two landed smoothly on the arena stage.
Jiang Ye smacked his lips regretfully.
Pity, the trip was too short.
The appearance of two peerless, breathtaking beauties on stage at the same time triggered another sensation throughout the crowd.
This time, it was the male disciples' turn to scream frantically.
After all, Gu Qingxue was already ranked among the top three on the Azure Mystic Sect's Fairy Board, proving her immense popularity.
Many disciples began discussing among themselves:
“Now that Junior Sister Bai has burst onto the scene, the Fairy Board is going to see a major reshuffle!”
“If Senior Sister Gu took a liking to me, even if it meant sitting on a treasure trove of spirit veins, having countless Magic Tools, and living in luxury every day, I'd willingly accept it!”
The guy beside him rolled his eyes hard. “Are you fucking making wishes in broad daylight?!”
“Still, Senior Sister Gu is truly beautiful. She should be number one.”
Someone teased, “What? Is Junior Sister Bai not pretty?”
The man swallowed hard. “Junior Sister Bai is gorgeous too... It's just... it's just...”
Evidently, Bai Zhirou's reputation continued to suffer collateral damage.
...
On the stage.
Gu Qingxue completely ignored the clamor below.
Holding her sword across her chest, she stood to the side with a cool demeanor, looking just like Junior Sister Bai's personal bodyguard.
A flicker of surprise flashed in Li Wangchuan's eyes.
From what he knew, Gu Qingxue wasn't one to join in on excitement, so this Junior Sister Bai must be quite popular.
Li Wangchuan smiled and nodded at Gu Qingxue. “Senior Sister Gu.”
Gu Qingxue gave a faint nod in response.
“Hey, hey, hey, hurry it up. I'm getting sleepy.”
Hearing that, Li Wangchuan turned his head.
Only to see the breathtakingly beautiful Junior Sister Bai before him standing manspreading with her hands on her hips, yawning wide without a shred of maidenly grace.
Li Wangchuan smiled gently, his gaze soft and apologetic as he said:
“Hehe, my apologies for keeping you waiting, Junior Sister Bai.”
With that, he reached into his sleeve and pulled out a spatial ring.
Just as he was about to hand it to Jiang Ye, he suddenly paused.
Immediately after, a look of dismay washed over Li Wangchuan's face:
“Ah, I am so sorry, Junior Sister Bai.”
“I left in such a hurry today that I seem to have... brought the wrong ring.”
Saying so, he placed the spatial ring from his own ring finger side by side with the spatial ring in his palm for comparison.
The style and patterns were indeed identical.
According to the common sense of the cultivation world, spatial magic treasures like spatial rings possessed inherent resizing functions to accommodate different finger sizes.
However...
A clumsy excuse like Li Wangchuan's might fool innocent, sheltered young girls.
But who was Jiang Ye?
He was a man who used to own signature weapons in games.
In this world, only a man truly understood a man.
【Smiley Face Emoji】
Jiang Ye sneered in his heart.
Sure enough.
Li Wangchuan took the warm ring off his own ring finger and gently proffered it to Jiang Ye.
His eyes held an intense, flirtatious gaze, and his voice was deep and full of magnetic charm:
“Junior Sister Bai, you wouldn't disdain a ring that your senior brother accidentally wore, would you?”
Jiang Ye: “...”
Damn, the green-tea vibe is practically overflowing.
Also, am I fucking getting hit on?!
Looking at the spatial ring, Jiang Ye's expression soured at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This instantly caught the previously confident Li Wangchuan off guard.
Right at that moment.
Below the stage, the female disciples who had been whispering among themselves erupted into unparalleled shrieks:
“Ahhh! It's a Dao companion matching ring set with the Holy Son! Junior Sister Bai is so lucky!”
“Yeah, yeah! And he personally took it off his own ring finger!”
“Wuuu... If only I could have it! I'd pay any amount of spirit stones!”
...
Hearing the screams of the fanatical crowd below.
Jiang Ye's eyes lit up in an instant.
World-shaking intelligence, activate once more!
He snatched the spatial ring right out of Li Wangchuan's hand.
Seeing this, Li Wangchuan felt secretly pleased.
He put on his signature warm, gentle smile and was about to push the narrative further.
Only to see Jiang Ye suddenly turn around.
Holding the ring high in the air, he yelled at the top of his lungs toward the frenzied female disciples below:
“Sisters!”
“Since everyone loves it so much, today I will reluctantly part with this 【Holy Son Original Scent Limited Edition·Companion Champion Ring】 and auction it off to all of you!”
The moment those words left his mouth...
The crowd below fell into a dead silence.
One second later.
Rumble!
Screams ten times more terrifying than before erupted continuously as the entire plaza instantly transformed into a massive celebrity idol meet-and-greet!
“I want it! Sell it to me! I have spirit stones!!”
“Give it to me! I've been a fan of the Holy Son for ten years!!”
...
On stage.
Li Wangchuan's gentle, jade-like smile froze right on his face.
Jiang Ye waited until the excitement of the fanatical crowd reached a fever pitch.
Only then did he raise both hands and press them down slightly.
“Quiet down! Everyone, quiet down!”
“However, a ring with such commemorative value is unique in the entire world. There are so many of you, so we can't just divide it up.”
“To be fair, highest bidder wins!”
Whoosh!
The crowd below plunged into a frantic bidding frenzy:
“Two thousand low-grade spirit stones!”
“Three thousand low-grade spirit stones!”
...
“Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones!”
Transforming into a star auctioneer, Jiang Ye hyped up the crowd relentlessly:
“Alright! This junior sister bids ten thousand! Ten thousand low-grade spirit stones going once!”
One must know that a normal low-grade spatial ring went for a market price of around just one thousand low-grade spirit stones.
Now the price had multiplied tenfold!
“I bid twelve thousand!!” another person shouted with bloodshot eyes.
Seeing the bidding pace slow down slightly, Jiang Ye decisively decided to add fuel to the fire.
He dramatically held the ring up under his nose, closed his eyes, and took an extravagantly exaggerated sniff.
“Tsk tsk tsk! Sisters! It's the Holy Son's original-scent ring! A ninety-nine percent like-new rare treasure!”
“Snooze you lose, folks!!”
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