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"No!"

General Huaiyan quickly stopped him.

If this were announced to the world on the arena of the martial arts ceremony, there would be absolutely no room for maneuver. Breaking the contract at that time would damage the reputation of the Immortal Ship.

"Why? Grandpa!"

Huaiyan looked at Yunli, who was extremely excited.

"This matter should not be made a big fuss, nor should it damage the harmony."

Why?

Yun Li stamped her feet in frustration, "That's mine!"

General Huaiyan sighed helplessly.

Sigh, it really is related to the Demon Sword, otherwise, this little girl wouldn't be so excited and obsessed.

We absolutely cannot let the two of them fight now; we must drag it out for at least thirty years, during which time there will still be room for maneuver.

We need to calm them down first.

"While fighting for victory is certainly a noble act for swordsmen, the loss inevitably damages friendships and is not a solution."

With a flick of his sleeve, Huaiyan conjured an ancient yet exquisite sword case on the table.

"This is the sword box that I prepared as a prize for this martial arts ceremony. Although it is currently empty, the sword inside will arrive soon."

"In my humble opinion, it is certainly gratifying for a swordsman to stand out at the pinnacle of victory, but the true meaning of the way of the sword lies in passing on the torch and benefiting future generations."

"If the skills can be passed down, allowing them to flourish and benefit fellow practitioners, then the noble cause will be demonstrated, and the value will be even greater."

"How about... the two of you join forces to train an apprentice, who can then fight in your place and win at least one victory at this martial arts ceremony? What do you say?"

Jing Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Elder Yan's idea is truly interesting. Passing on skills and knowledge to apprentices demonstrates the spirit of cooperation. In this way, the winners will gain something, and the losers will not go home empty-handed. It will also add to the story. Isn't that wonderful?"

The main purpose is to allow the two people to get rid of their hostility towards each other in the process. If they really do make a thirty-year promise, they can't possibly be with someone they hate, right?

PS:

Volume 1: Chapter 682 Who is a part of whose play?

"So the question is, which one should they take as their apprentice?"

Xing circled the snow-capped peak with one hand, while gracefully raising the other.

Although she spoke, her innate charm gave her an air of elegance and grace.

A pure galactic succubus.

Despite the performance, Xingbao's inner voice was already biting her handkerchief.

Waaah, she wants to learn swordsmanship too!

It is said that everything in the world can be used as a sword. Her baseball bat, flame gun, and hat can all be used as swords. Learning a few sword techniques shouldn't be a problem, right?

But who told her to have just played Qiongzai's older sister?

The older sister can't possibly become the younger brother's apprentice, can she?

The persona doesn't allow it!

"Hey little girl, can you teach people?"

Qiong crossed her arms, glanced at Yun Li, and spoke in a provocative tone.

"Who are you talking about, kid!"

Yunli the kitten hissed.

"Qiong, please don't take Miss Yunli."

Jingyuan, who was thoroughly enjoying the play, chimed in at the opportune moment, his smile enchanting.

"The Zhu Ming Immortal Boat is known as the Eight Flame Wheels, which are eight peak figures whose swordsmanship and craftsmanship have reached the pinnacle. Miss Yun Li is one of them."

"What kind of good reputation? It's just an empty name concocted by busybodies, adding some new factions to the Yunqi Army out of thin air."

General Huaiyan waved his hand repeatedly, speaking humbly, but the pride in his eyes was undeniable.

"Eight Flame Wheels? There are seven others as fierce as her?"

Qiong raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise.

"You're the tiger! Your whole family are tigers!"

Yun Li's face turned red with anger, her chest heaving violently, but her gaze was fixed on the Xuanzhong Ruler behind Qiong like a nail.

She doesn't care about empty fame.

Her father, Han Guang, forged countless swords throughout his life, half of which were demonic swords.

She didn't know if the heavy ruler was made by her father, but as long as it was a demonic sword forged by Suiyang, no matter who forged it, it had to be destroyed.

The person who wields the demonic sword can instantly gain powerful sword skills, but the sword will drain their life essence day by day until they are completely exhausted.

Dan Heng and March 7th were dumbfounded.

What is all this nonsense?!

Weren't they here for a friendly visit to Shence Prefecture, to say hello to General Jingyuan, and to watch the martial arts ceremony?

How did it suddenly turn into an abstract short drama about a "30-year marriage contract bet"?!

"Ah Qi, I remember you mentioned before that you wanted to learn either the 'Ice Soul Cold Light Sword' or the 'Falling Cherry Blossom Slash'? How about you become my disciple?"

After a moment's thought, Qiong's smiling gaze fell on March 7.

"what?"

March 7th looked completely bewildered, craning his neck, widening his eyes, and slowly pointing to himself to form a question mark.

"I?"

"A-Qiong, what do you mean?"

The next second, she suddenly put her hands on her hips, puffed out her cheeks like a little pufferfish, and looked fierce and cute, just like a jealous little girlfriend.

He talked about a thirty-year marriage agreement in front of her, and even flirted with the young girl.

After all, it feels more like bullying than teasing right now.

Now you actually want me to be your prop for your play?

unacceptable!

She's going to be angry!

"It's not very interesting."

Qiong shrugged, smiling innocently, "I just want to take on a disciple who is exceptionally talented and incredibly intelligent~"

He deliberately emphasized "ice-snow-smart", his eyes lingering meaningfully on March 7.

"Passing through the passage, receiving the liquid, and removing the protective barrier, one can also enjoy the pleasure of being served and cared for by their apprentice~"

As he spoke, he pretended to rub his shoulders.

Meeting Qiong's intriguing gaze, Xiao Sanyue froze, her mind reeling as if a program was loading.

The grating spun around several times, and the pink-haired girl's pretty face flushed red. Her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and her bright eyes were filled with shy tenderness.

"Pah! Pah! Pah! That's indecent!"

Could it be that A-Qiong's ultimate goal was actually to take him as her disciple?

Then what kind of romantic relationship would there be between the apprentice and the master?

Miss Yunli is actually part of my and Aqiong's play?

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed on March 7th. A blush crept onto her face, making her look like a blooming oleander. She gave Qiong a charmingly disdainful look and said cutely and coquettishly:

"Hmph, trying to take advantage of me~"

She tried to divert attention.

Why not choose Danheng?

"You silly girl, with Danheng's marksmanship, do you really need someone to teach you?"

"Who are you calling an idiot?"

On March 7th, the key words were accurately captured, and people immediately looked up and stared in disbelief.

"..."

To be honest, Yun Li really felt like she was part of a couple's play at this moment. She didn't know much about this kind of thing, but it just felt very strange!

Never mind, none of that matters.

Yun Li is straightforward; she's not an unreasonable person.

She wants both her old buddy and that magic sword... the magic ruler!

Directly taking it by force is not an option. Since Qiong has agreed to this bet, then we should take Lao Tie and the Demon Sword openly and fairly, according to the rules.

Therefore, it is quite necessary to make March 7th agree to be part of the wager.

Yun Li walked up to March 7, carefully examined her, and even pinched her arm bones with her small hand, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes:

"With his extraordinary bone structure and unobstructed meridians... he was born with such a unique combination of bones and meridians, truly a martial arts prodigy that appears only once in a thousand years!"

Her tone was firm.

"He's a fine piece of material. With a little polishing and time, he'll surely become a legendary swordsman!"

"Hey, am I really that good?"

If Qiong had said this, March Seven would definitely have been suspicious, having been lied to by Qiong far too many times.

But since it's Yun Li speaking...

The naive and innocent Xiao Sanyue instantly believed it to the core, and her dream of becoming a sword immortal burned brightly.

"But I've never practiced swordsmanship before! I'm a complete beginner! Will I even be able to learn it? Won't I end up being expelled from the sect and utterly humiliated?"

"rest assured!"

Yun Li proudly puffed out her small chest, which was slightly larger than the silver wolf's, and didn't forget to give Qiong a provocative glance.

"Zhu Ming's swordsmanship is profound and extensive. I guarantee you'll learn it all. Learn a few moves from me, and I assure you'll benefit immensely!"

She didn't think Zhu Ming's swordsmanship would be inferior to that of an outsider. How could the nameless guest possibly be better than Xian Zhou in terms of swordsmanship?

Unfazed by the little girl's provocation, Qiong cheerfully put her arm around March 7's shoulder.

"Ah Qi, there are huge benefits to becoming my disciple! Not to mention anything else, your seniority will skyrocket on the spot!"

"Even Jingyuan has to respectfully call you Master Aunt."

Jingyuan's smile froze instantly when he was suddenly tagged in the post.

Although Jing Yuan really didn't want to acknowledge the relationship between Qiong and his master, the image of Jing Yueshang kissing Qiong and splitting into Li Sushang and Jing Liu in Qiong's arms was still vivid in his mind.

Jing Liu was indeed studying under Li Sushang to learn the Tai Xu Sword Qi, which was capable of cutting through the Demon Yin.

According to seniority, his seniority drops sharply!

"This won't do. Wouldn't that offend General Jingyuan?"

March 7th hurriedly waved her little hands and shook her head.

That's what they say, but Xingqiong seems to offend General Jingyuan quite often.

Qiong, however, began to bluff with a straight face: "Our Immortal Ship values ​​respect for teachers and the Way the most! We can't lose this fine tradition! Don't you agree, Jingyuan?"

Jing Yuan: "..."

No, buddy.

This isn't going to be resolved, is it?

"Yes."

Jing Yuan sighed resignedly, but his tone was nonchalant.