Chapter 520 - 225: 3 Consecutive Wins! Hua Hua’er! _6
The duel between the cowboys of the West is all about who is more calm and courageous, and who is more decisive.
"Sect Leader..." She returned to the Sect Leader’s side with a flustered, blushing face.
This man painfully pulled out an elixir, cursing inwardly, but still handed it over: "You should take this elixir first."
"Thank you, Sect Leader."
Once the elixir was swallowed, the injury began to improve. This man, feeling indignant, lost the match but couldn’t lose his dignity. He immediately rushed after the members of the Ascension Gate with the woman in tow.
...
They soon caught up.
Yuchi was about to return with his disciples to chat but was stopped by a "hold on" from behind.
Turning around curiously, wasn’t it the same two people from before?
What were they coming to see him for?
They wouldn’t come over just to curse him out of boredom, would they?
Yuchi... guessed right.
The man began to chatter at Yuchi:
"Kid, don’t be arrogant. This is just the first of four matches. In the first match, everyone was holding back, and no one would have their disciples take elixirs so early. But since you’re so reckless, let’s see how you handle things thirty-three years from now!"
"Thirty-three years from now, I’ll show you that your judgment was wrong. Your current pampering of your disciples..."
"Gulp-" Shen Qinghan lifted her mask and slipped an elixir into her mouth from the little opening.
Man: "..."
Are elixirs free?! You just took one like that? It’s just a deficit in spiritual qi, why take an elixir! Are elixirs falling from the sky!?
"My disciples, I do as I please..." Yuchi thought to himself, while smiling: "It’s just some little skirmishes among the disciples. As Sect Leaders, we naturally don’t need to take too much to heart."
That’s true—win or lose, as this Sect Leader said, this is just the first of four matches, so there really wasn’t anything to be obsessed about. Yet, the other’s demeanor was as if he was boasting...
My friend, I didn’t brag. If I boasted a bit and you came to mutter a little, that would be understandable. Just because I’m being discreet, you’re assuming I’m showing off... Anyway, no matter what happens, I’m the one at fault, right?
Fine, if it makes you happy.
Man: "..."
He blushed, embarrassed by Yuchi’s child-like gaze...
Didn’t he care at all about him?! Was he accommodating him? A young Sect Leader indulging him like this...
"Want some candy?"
"Alright, alright, stop crying, eat, eat, eat, the big one."
Something like that...
The woman didn’t understand what her Sect Leader was thinking. Her gaze was fixed on Shen Qinghan: "Don’t get complacent, you only won one match. You still have two matches left. Can you win those? Hah, there’s always someone stronger out there, one mountain taller than another..."
"I’ve finished all three matches and won them." Shen Qinghan replied.
Woman: "?"
Her breathing stopped for a moment, then she said: "It was just good luck. Thirty-three years from now, if you have the guts, come fight me again? I won’t let you off..."
"You won’t beat me this time." Shen Qinghan directly interrupted her rambling.
"..." Woman, "This time was an exception!"
"You won’t beat me this time."
"It was an exception...!"
"You won’t beat me this time."
"Can you stop saying that? And can you not interrupt, let me say..."
"You won’t beat me this time."
"Pffft! ... Waaaah!"
Is she a parrot?! The woman rubbed her eyes and ran away crying, the Sect Leader behind her looking at Yuchi with a complicated expression before leaving as well.
The Ascension Gate crowd watched the scene, just shaking their heads.
Was that really necessary?
It’s just a match, after all. One side cares a lot, while pretending not to care.
Saying you don’t like it, but your actions say otherwise.
Isn’t it interesting?
...
In the afternoon, Yuchi wasn’t with the disciples temporarily. The organizers wanted him to come over once.
There wasn’t anything major. They just wanted to confirm that Shen Qinghan was indeed a disciple of the Ascension Gate and warmly invited them to come next time.
Yuchi naturally agreed.
As for these organizers, it seemed most of them were outsourced, and even people from the Celestial Craft Workshop could be seen around here doing nothing.
Were there really any true organizers on this Immortal Island?
Surely, there had to be.
But they were hiding among many people, and even if they were found, it wouldn’t matter. Digging out a dragon, one that can’t be suppressed, would just be quite troublesome.
"Just keep a low profile for now."
Yuchi recalled when leaving the residence earlier, Shanlan was talking about some "young girl’s stories," making him curious about the physical reactions during cultivation. He chuckled to himself and prepared to head back to eavesdrop further.
But just then, a woman came over, swaying her hips.
The woman was wearing an Immortal Robe, looking rather alluring, with fiery red lips and a face painted heavily with rouge. Yuchi could smell seafood from three tracts away.
He turned his head to look at the sea behind him: "It really is seafood."
"And you are?" Yuchi asked her in confusion, cupping his hands politely.
"I’m the Sect Leader of the Xiao He Sect, little brother, you can call me Hua Hua’er, hehe."
Hua Hua’er...
Hehe?
Old sweetie pie? Yuchi’s brow twitched: "Sect Leader Hua Hua’er, is there something you need?"
"Nothing major, just wanting to, little brother, explore life’s great philosophies with you!" she flirted, casting a wink, "and the wind, the flowers, the snow, and the moon!"
A Black Mountain Demon has come... Yuchi’s hairs stood on end.
Discussing nonsense, this old fox craves my pure body. No way.
If this could lead to a disease, that would be disastrous.
He quickly found an excuse to leave, while the female Sect Leader behind him lamented the missed opportunity.