Divine Seal: The little princess is vying and fighting to become the Demon Emperor.

Chapter 22: Not a single one who can fight.

But Feng Jing isn't a normal person!
She didn't feel it was an honor, nor did she feel respected.
"Hehehe..."

Feng Jing chuckled twice; she really wanted to say something.

Having Long Xingyu persuade her to represent the Knights Temple in the competition was truly a terrible decision.

“If you want to send a message or offer advice, just talk to Xiaojing directly. Why are you stalking her? You've scared her.”

Bai Yue, who was almost completely naive, thought Feng Jing was frightened and gave Long Xingyu a reproachful look, but she accidentally touched on the key point.

Why did Long Xingyu follow Feng Jing?

Why didn't he just say no?
“I haven’t found the right opportunity.”

Long Xingyu casually covered it up and even took out Bai Yue.

"But I'm glad I followed her here, otherwise I don't know when I would have found you."

In fact, the reason why Long Xingyu followed Feng Jing was very simple: Long Xingyu believed that as one of the masters of the Knight Temple, it was necessary for him to examine Feng Jing for the sake of the Knight Temple.

But unexpectedly, they stumbled upon Bai Yue.

"Xiao Jing, do you want to participate in the competition?"

Moved by Long Xingyu's words, Bai Yue decided to help him by asking Feng Jing for his opinion.

"Don't don't."

Feng Jing refused quickly, without any embarrassment even though it was Bai Yue who spoke.

Upon hearing her refusal, Long Xingyu immediately questioned her.

"why?"

"That was the Demon Hunter Team selection competition. Don't you want to form a Demon Hunter Team? Don't you want to..."

"Or have you already agreed to Shadow Follower of the Assassin's Temple? Agreed to compete under the name of the Assassin's Temple?"

Feng Jing, who was getting annoyed by Long Xingyu's questions, was somewhat puzzled when she heard about Ying Suifeng.

"Wait, what's this about the Assassin's Temple?"

Long Xingyu was in a bad mood after being rejected, but he still answered Feng Jing's question.

"The Assassin's Temple also hopes that you will participate in the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament as an assassin and win first place."

"Otherwise, why do you think Ying Suifeng would come here?"

"Isn't it all to persuade and win you over so they can get first place?"

Feng Jing: ...She really didn't expect this.

"No, you..."

"It's not that all six temples want me to participate in the competition in their name, is it?"

"What do you think?"

Long Xingyu didn't answer but asked a question instead.

Feng Jing suddenly felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

She was so young and naive back then!

To reject the generic titles of Holy Son and Holy Daughter, she boasted about her omnipotence in all six elements, thus earning herself the unique title of Goddess.

Now look what's happened, a whole host of problems are piling up.

"Hehehe..."

This time, Feng Jing gave an awkward laugh.

She's all alone; she can't compete in all six temples at the same time!
Neither option is good.

I guess I'll just have to choose none of them.

"No, no, I'm not going. It's pointless."

Feng Jing refused again, and his resolute refusal was unwavering.

"It's too unfair for me to participate in the competition."

"I remember that none of the eligible candidates from the six temples have reached the fifth rank. Although there are a few promising talents, such as Zhang Fangfang from the Knight Temple, who may break through to the fifth rank by the end of the year, there are still too few and too weak ones."

"What's the point of me, a sixth-tier player, fighting against a bunch of third and fourth-tier players, and a handful of fifth-tier players!"

"Too bullying."

Feng Jing shook her head as she spoke, she even doubted that she was capable of competing against everyone else in the tournament.

There wasn't a single one who could fight. After being lectured by Feng Jing, Long Xingyu found himself seemingly convinced.

Feng Jing's participation in the competition seems to have a suspicion of bullying others.

"wrong!"

That was close; I almost fell for her trick.

"A talent like you is destined to join a group. How can you not participate in the Demon Hunter Group selection competition?"

Even if you beat them all into apathy, you still have to make it into a group.

"Your formation into the group is of great significance."

Long Xingyu tried to persuade him again, this time not from the perspective of the Knights' Temple, but from the perspective of all humanity.

It can be said that, compared to Feng Jing not participating and not forming a group, Long Xingyu and other members of the Temple Alliance would rather Feng Jing participate under the name of another Temple.

It's better than not participating and not forming a group at all.

"do not want!"

No matter what Long Xingyu said, Feng Jing refused.

This is no longer because they look down on Long Xingyu.

Rather, she looks down on everyone!
"To be honest, among all the temples, I've only got my eye on Zhang Fangfang from the Knight Temple if they might participate next year. The others..."

Feng Jing shook his head and clicked his tongue twice.

"You want me to participate in the competition, to form a demon-hunting team, and to strive for a title-level demon-hunting team or something..."

"I can't possibly start a demon-hunting team with only two people."

Feng Jing was incredibly eloquent, and Long Xingyu was once again persuaded (or tricked) by him.

Seeing that Long Xingyu was about to regain consciousness, Feng Jing waved to Bai Yue, who immediately understood.

"Xingyu, let's not talk about this now. Let's eat first. You haven't had my cooking in a long time."

"I didn't know you were coming, so I didn't prepare much food. Please don't mind."

As soon as Bai Yue spoke, Long Xingyu immediately forgot all about Feng Jing and the Demon Hunter Team selection competition.

I only remember Bai Yue.

"I'm content as long as I can eat your cooking."

Long Xingyu's attention was successfully diverted by Bai Yue.

The few dishes Bai Yue mentioned actually filled the entire table, and none of them were dishes that Long Xingyu would like to eat.

Most of these dishes were to Feng Jing's liking, because today was the day Feng Jing was returning home. Bai Yue and Long Haochen had purchased ingredients early and prepared a large table of dishes to welcome Feng Jing.

"Xingyu, I..."

When Bai Yue saw the dishes, she realized that Long Xingyu and Feng Jing had very different tastes, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I love all the dishes you cook."

Long Xingyu repeated what he had just said: "It's just eating some food you don't like. It's no big deal."

As long as his wife is still his, that's fine.

"Little Cai'er, do you like these dishes?"

"If you don't find anything you like, I can make a couple more dishes."

"This is a good opportunity for Mom and Auntie to see that I can really cook now..."

Long Haochen also thoughtfully inquired about Sheng Cai'er's preferences.

However, Feng Jing, who was listening in, had reason to suspect that there was a hint of showing off in this, as if the person was showing off to Feng Jing that they really could cook.

However, Sheng Cai'er didn't give Long Haochen a chance to show off. She gently shook her head, picked up another chicken wing from in front of her, and put it in her mouth.

Then, with great emotional resonance, she nodded, and her eyes seemed to brighten considerably.

"It's super delicious."

"I love so much."

Saint-Charles wrote on the table with her finger as a pen.

But in reality, she couldn't taste anything at that moment.

(End of this chapter)