Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Until the day when the two of them became Taoist partners, Song Qingguang still didn't figure out how many drugs Ji Congyan had drugged him with to make him sign a partner contract engraved into his soul.

After all, judging from his usual preferences, his future Taoist partner, even if she cannot be an intelligent woman like Junior Sister Lin whose heart and eyes are devoted to the Senior Brother, should at least be a gentle, generous, considerate, and confidant like Senior Sister Yue Qian.

Even if it's a disaster, if you meet someone who is just like you and has no future and only knows how to have fun, then at least the two of you can chat with each other and travel side by side, instead of being like Ji Congyan in front of you, who can't even see a smile on her cold face on the wedding day.

"Hmph." When Song Qingguang thought of this, he felt angry. For the sake of her, a male cultivator, who was mocking the Baijia Immortal Sect, had a cold face, as if he had owed him. The expression on his face was exactly the same as when the two of them first saw her beat her up and had a bruised nose. Song Qingguang always felt a little tight and short of breath whenever he thought of her.

If Ji Congyan, who was standing opposite him, knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would definitely cry out in injustice.

She has been much quieter than other disciples of the same age since she was young. Even when she first entered Feiye Pavilion, when a group of children who were only seven or eight years old were tortured by the heavy training every day and complained bitterly, she could only continue to repeat the boring swinging, chopping, slashing and stabbing with an expressionless face.

However, perhaps it was precisely because of her calmer temperament than other children of the same age that the head of the Feiye Pavilion, Ye Feishuang, chose her as his last disciple and the next head of the Feiye Pavilion from among many children with outstanding talents.

She was the one that Ye Feishuang placed high hopes on, and was taught that as the future head of Feiye Pavilion, she should not only strive to be the best in everything, but also keep her emotions under control. Only in this way could she catch those arrogant male cultivators who looked down on female cultivators by surprise and trample them under her feet.

Before meeting Song Qingguang, Ji Congyan had always put these teachings into practice very well. Not only did she form a baby at a young age, she was also as famous as Xu Lingshu, who was well-known in the Yaoguang Sword Sect. Apart from her somewhat cold expression in dealing with people, she was never faulted.

Before the competition, which was called a competition but was actually a test, began, her eyes had been on Wei Qingchuan of Lingyun Sword Sect. The man opposite her was as strong as herself and was also being trained as the next leader. She was not surprised at all that her master Ye Feishuang proposed such a competition to test the other party's strength.

However, just when she was ready to fight with all her strength, she saw a stranger face she had never seen before tremblingly walking out from the opposite Lingyun Sword Sect's team.

He was no match for her. Ji Congyan only glanced at him and quickly came to this conclusion. Although their bone ages were similar, he was only in the late stage of foundation building. He would not be able to last two breaths against her who was already in the Nascent Soul stage. So she frowned and asked uncertainly, "Fellow Daoist, do you really want to spar with me?"

"Of course it's true." The man clearly looked lacking in confidence.

Ji Congyan's brows suddenly furrowed even deeper.

The final result was of course no surprise, she won. Although she had remembered her master's instructions to show mercy to him, looking at the figure lying on the ground for a long time without getting up, Ji Congyan still doubted whether she had been too heavy-handed.

The winner was decided, but Ji Congyan did not feel the slightest joy or pride in her heart. Instead, she felt a sense of irritation she had never felt before. She wanted to retreat directly, but when she saw the man who had not gotten up for a long time and was crying out in pain, she suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her heart and reached out to him.

She thought that he would be like those arrogant male cultivators she had seen before. Even after being beaten to a pulp by her, he would still stick his neck out and shout self-comforting words like "A man's knees are made of gold", "I won't accept charity", "I don't need your sympathy", and then brush her hand away.

Unexpectedly, the man who had just been knocked down several times by himself but kept getting up stubbornly nodded without hesitation, and asked for help aggrievedly, "Please, Brother Ji, give me a hand." Ji Congyan could even see the tears flashing in his round eyes.

He actually cried? Was he really that cruel? Ji Congyan was slightly startled, glanced at the long sword at his waist with some suspicion, then frowned and helped the man up, handing him over to the Lingyun Sword Sect's people.

On the way back, everyone from Lingyun Sword Sect was in high spirits, while everyone from Feiye Pavilion was very silent. In contrast, the laughter coming from Lingyun Sword Sect was particularly obvious in the silent night.

All cultivators have sharp ears and sharp eyes, and the voices of Song Qingguang and the others were not concealed, so Ji Congyan heard their conversation clearly. However, what surprised her was that compared to Wei Qingchuan and Yue Qian who won so beautifully later, the disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect instead praised the male cultivator who was beaten all over by them.

But after listening for a while, she shook her head. She couldn't even hear such clumsy flattery from the female cultivator. No wonder that person jumped out to challenge her regardless of the huge difference in their cultivation levels.

Song Qingguang, Ji Congyan silently repeated the name on the tip of her tongue, and suddenly curled the corners of her lips. This is a fool, but then she thought of the angry and fearful attitude in his tone towards her just now, and Ji Congyan suddenly felt like playing a trick on him.

Later on the journey, Ji Congyan went to Lingyun Sword Sect from time to time under the pretext of seeking advice from Wei Qingchuan. As expected, she could see Song Qingguang's fleeing back every time. Seeing him secretly glancing at her with angry, fearful, yet helpless eyes, Ji Congyan would feel a sense of joy in her heart that she could not explain.

Until one time, Ji Congyan really had a question to ask Wei Qingchuan. This time, Song Qingguang was stopped by his junior sister and did not run away. Ji Congyan heard everything he said to complain about himself.

Although he apologized to her at that time, and Ji Congyan thought she didn't take it to heart, but after returning to her room that day, she didn't know why she stood in front of the mirror, where she rarely stopped, for a long time in silence. Finally, she gently stroked the beautiful face in the mirror. A few traces of confusion rarely appeared in her usually cold eyes. She murmured, "Isn't it cute?"

But after a moment, she suddenly came back to her senses, and her eyebrows, which had rarely softened, returned to their usual coldness, "So what."

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I stumbled while writing the main text, but I can write the side story with ease (woohoo). Here is today’s update, and there will be another chapter later. Love you guys.