Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"Go back to the palace master, we are ready."

Feng Wuhen nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

"it is good."

Liu Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, and then changed the subject.

"However, there is something I must tell you in advance."

"This competition is not a simple sparring contest, but a battle of life and death."

"Once you get in the ring, you have to fight to the death."

His words immediately caused the expressions of the four people except Feng Wuhen to change slightly.

Although they knew that this competition was of great importance, they did not expect that it would be a battle of life and death.

"Master, this..."

Fu Wanli glanced at Feng Wuhen and saw that he seemed to have known about it for a long time. After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't help but speak.

"What if we have three advantages and two disadvantages, then..."

Liu Qingyun raised his hand to interrupt him and said calmly.

"Don't worry, since I dare to let you enter the ring, I naturally have a perfect plan."

"You just need to go all out, and I will take care of the rest for you."

Although his voice was plain, there was an undeniable flavor to it.

Obviously, in Liu Qingyun's eyes, Feng Wuhen and the others had no room for resistance.

Fu Wanli sighed and finally chose to shut up.

"Okay, if there is nothing else, you can leave first."

"I'll be staying in Wenjian's Mansion these days. If you need anything, let the Shadow Guard handle it for you."

Liu Qingyun waved his hand and motioned for everyone to retreat.

Feng Wuhen and others looked at each other, then bowed respectfully and slowly exited the room.

Outside the room, there were servants arranged by Liu Qingyun waiting for him.

Seeing Feng Wuhen and others appearing, several servants immediately stepped forward to greet them, without giving them any chance to leave Wenjian Mansion.

Fu Wanli and others were used to being served and didn't feel anything was wrong.

But Feng Wuhen, who knew the truth, felt his heart sink to the bottom.

The reason why Liu Qingyun made this arrangement was to put them under house arrest in Wenjian Mansion to prevent them from receiving other information from the outside world, thus affecting the progress of the competition three days later.

"Haha, it seems that we are really going to become a caged bird and be slaughtered by others."

Feng Wuhen sneered secretly, but his face showed no expression at all.

Following the recommendation from my servant, I finally found a brief moment of peace after choosing a guest room and checking in.

Night falls, the moon and stars are scarce.

Tiangang City is brightly lit and extremely lively.

Inside the Wenjian Mansion.

Feng Wuhen sat cross-legged on the bed, silently practicing the exercises, calmly concentrating.

After completing a big week, he slowly opened his eyes and spoke to the door.

"You came to visit late at night and don't know why?"

The person outside the door heard Feng Wuhen's voice and did not answer immediately. Instead, he was silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Senior Feng, my young master invites you."

The voice was low and calm, with no trace of emotion audible.

Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows slightly, already having a calculation in his mind.

He raised his hand and waved, the door opened wide, and Seven Swords, dressed in regular clothes without any cover, walked in from the door.

"Your young master, is he Zhou Yiqiao?"

Feng Wuhen looked Qijian up and down and asked lightly.

The man in black nodded and said.

"Exactly."

"Young Master asked me to tell my senior that you are no match for him. If you don't want to die on the ring in three days, you can cooperate with Young Master in a play."

"Oh?"

Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile.

"Let me guess, it's just a draw with your young master that day, to save the face of both parties, and to make Palace Master Liu and the others unable to find a reason to punish him?"

Qijian was stunned for a moment, then took a deep look at Feng Wuhen and nodded.

Obviously, Feng Wuhen had guessed Zhou Yiqiao's plan.

"Senior is indeed very smart."

Feng Wuhen raised his hand to stop Qijian's compliment and flatly refused.

"Go back and tell your young master that I, Feng Wuhen, appreciate his kindness."

"But Qinjian Villa is not as simple as he thought. When the Villa decides this battle, my fate is left with two outcomes: victory or life and death."

Feng Wuhen's words were categorical and clear-cut.

A strange look flashed in Qijian's eyes, and his expression changed again and again. Thinking of Zhou Yiqiao's instructions before leaving, he finally turned and left without saying anything more.

After Qijian's figure completely disappeared from sight, Feng Wuhen slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.

"I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at the two of us in the mansion. Our conversation will definitely reach Liu Qingyun's ears."

"Zhou Yiqiao, Zhou Yiqiao, do you really think there is room for change in this situation?"

"What's waiting for you, apart from dying in the ring, is that after you kill me, you go to Qinjian Villa with the reputation of killing the disciples of the Holy Sect, and you are targeted and besieged by everyone... "

......

On the other side, Qijian returned to Zhou Yiqiao's residence and relayed Feng Wuhen's words to Zhou Yiqiao word for word.

"Sir, Feng Wuhen is unwilling to cooperate with us, what should we do?"

Qijian looked worried. Obviously, he did not want to see Zhou Yiqiao and Feng Wuhen fight to the death in the ring.

When Zhou Yiqiao heard this, he chuckled and seemed not to care.

"Expected."

"I never considered from the beginning that Feng Wuhen would agree to let you tell him my thoughts in front of everyone. It was just to pave the way for my future trip to Qinjian Villa."

"Since he has his difficulties, let's see him in the ring."

"After all, even if there is a real fight, he is no match for me."

After speaking, he smiled and threw the information on Feng Wuhen and others on the table, and said comfortingly to Qijian.

"You've worked hard these past few days running around collecting this information. Go down and rest."

"As for Feng Wuhen, you don't need to worry anymore, I have my own arrangements."

When Qijian heard this, although he was still worried, he also knew Zhou Yiqiao's character and immediately bowed and retreated.

In the room, only Zhou Yiqiao was left sitting alone in front of the desk.

He stared at the information of Feng Wuhen and several people on his desk in silence for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"I can't help myself, haha, this so-called righteous sect is even more hypocritical than my demonic sect."

"I would like to see what kind of uproar will be caused in this play carefully arranged by you Liu Qingyun, if the protagonist openly changes the repertoire!"

After that, he rolled up his long sleeves, gathered up all the information on the desk, and burned them.

......

Three days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was time to compete in the ring.

Thanks to Wenjian Mansion's propaganda, Tiangang City has long been in a state of uproar.

When the time came, even before Zhou Yiqiao, Yu Feng Wuhen and others arrived at the arena, the surrounding audience seats were already overcrowded.