Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

Time passed like a gurgling stream, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the competition arrived.

At this time, the foot of Wuliang Peak was empty, with only a few people gathered there but did not go up the mountain.

The luxurious jet-black carriage slowly approached, attracting their attention.

"Master, do you think that carriage belongs to our Lord?" Meng Yuan, a disciple of Lingxiao Temple, asked pointedly.

Yue Yixing was about to climb the mountain, but when he looked in the direction he pointed, he immediately stopped.

It really is Lao Wu. This guy usually goes up the mountain early at this time of year, why is he even later today?

What surprised him even more was that Xiang Yunchi did not come alone.

If I'm not mistaken, there seems to be a girl, and... Qi Jianshen?

Damn it, Wang Xizong is too shameless! If he had known he could do this, he would have invited the ancestor here.

Yue Yixing looked at Xiang Yunchi sinisterly and walked towards him step by step.

"Sword God Qi!" He greeted Qi Ruyi respectfully, his eyes quickly sweeping across the group of people, finally landing on Ruan Chuyin.

She was wearing a blue skirt and a snow-covered coat.

Her sleek black hair was tied up high, with a small ball at the center, giving her a playful look. Her aquamarine veil concealed two-thirds of her features, revealing a pair of bright and lively eyes, like the azure sky above her head, pure and clear, without a trace of impurities.

"Are you from Lingxiao Temple?" Qi Ruyi had not been involved in worldly affairs for twenty years and knew very little about the influential figures of the major sects today, but he could still recognize the uniforms of Lingxiao Temple.

"This junior is the Lingxiao Monastery's master, Yue Yixing."

Oh? Your last name is Yue?

"Who is Hu Buwei to you?" Qi Ruyi stared at the nine-foot-tall young man in front of her with a sharp gaze. His pretty baby face made it difficult to tell his actual age. He carried a majestic sword on his back, which was extremely inconsistent with his gentle temperament.

"It's my master." Yue Yixing replied with a bow.

"Back then, your master had the title of Sword King of Nanshan. With his Xueying Sword, he was feared by all quarters of the world and was a well-known figure in the martial arts world. Has he come today?" A frivolous and ostentatious handsome face flashed through Qi Ruyi's mind, and the admiration in his eyes was revealed without any concealment.

Upon hearing this, Yue Yixing's mouth twitched visibly, and he replied, "No."

Two years ago, his master and his wife left for a wandering trip and have not returned since. The entire burden of the temple fell on him alone, not to mention the need to serve the six elders day and night.

The elders' greatest daily pleasure was taking turns teaching him swordsmanship, which had left him single at the age of 27 with no time to find a wife. This time, he had come down the mountain under the guise of the martial arts conference, intending to return later to fully appreciate the stunning scenery below.

"Old Five, is this your wife?" Yue Yixing shifted his gaze to Ruan Chuyin again.

"Oh? You and Xiang Xiaoyou are brothers?" Qi Ruyi was deeply surprised. He remembered that Shen Tingxue, the owner of Huixue Tower, was Xiang Yunchi's sixth brother.

"I'm the second oldest in the family," Yue Yixing admitted. The relationship between the nine brothers had never been a secret, but it was rarely known because they were rarely seen together.

Xiang Yunchi pulled Ruan Chuyin forward and said, "Chuyin, this is my second brother, Yue Yixing, the head of Lingxiao Temple. Second brother, this is my wife, Ruan Chuyin."

"Sister-in-law, I've long heard of your name. The last time you were captured in the North and South Mountains, Lao Wu dragged us brothers frantically searching for you. Our Lingxiao Temple alone mobilized three thousand disciples." Yue Yixing still feels a surge of emotion when he recalls it. Thanks to Xiang Yunchi, he finally had a reason to leave the mountain during that time.

Ruan Chuyin was stunned. She subconsciously tightened her grip on Xiang Yunchi's hand and greeted him with slightly red eyes, "Hello, second brother."

Qi Ruyi and Qin Guanzhi were also shocked and gained a new understanding of Xiang Yunchi's background.

"Sister-in-law, let's get to know each other better after the martial arts conference is over."

"Old Five, I'll be back in Nanshan a few days later. I heard you opened a restaurant in Licheng. Shall we go there for dinner tonight?"

Lingxiao Monastery has always adhered to the principle of asceticism, and even meat is rarely consumed on weekdays. Yue Yixing had already arranged his itinerary for the rest of his trip and planned to hang out with Lao Wu for the time being.

Xiang Yunchi curled his lips, looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Okay, okay, but I'm afraid you won't have an appetite by then."

"What do you mean?" Yue Yixing asked doubtfully.

"I met the Fufeng Sword Immortal Ji Zhiya the night before last, and I'm not sure if he will come today. In addition, the new leader of Xuantian Sect, Yan Shanting, will also be here today." Xiang Yunchi thought it would be better to tell Yue Yixing the news in advance.

A thin layer of frost solidified in the air.

Except for Ruan Chuyin, everyone's eyes were on Xiang Yunchi.

Qi Ruyi stroked his beard in understanding.

Even if he had lived in Wangxi Mountain for a long time, he would not miss the opportunity to be hailed as a sword immortal. It was said that this person was very young, without any school or sect, but his swordsmanship attainments had reached the pinnacle. There were many different stories about his past in the martial arts world.

Qin Guanzhi and Yue Yixing's eyes grew serious. Even before they started fighting, they were already under pressure.

"Sword Master Qi, will you take action in this conference?" Yue Yixing asked tentatively.

"As long as the disciples of Wangxi Sect are safe, I will not go on the field." Qi Ruyi promised.

I've heard that many masters perish at the martial arts conference every year. The battle for rankings is always brutal, and not everyone will stop at the limit. This is why he came here with his disciple.

After receiving Qi Ruyi's affirmation, Yue Yixing felt relieved and without further delay, he led his disciples to climb up the mountain.

Qin Guanzhi's expression changed slightly, this person's strength was above his.

Qi Ruyi silently looked at the graceful and light figure and nodded in appreciation.

The Yangtze River's waves push forward, and hundreds of boats compete to be the first. He is worthy of being the successor of Hu Buwei, the King of Swords in Nanshan.

Ruan Chuyin looked at the steep cliff that was a hundred feet high and couldn't help shivering.

"Hatsune, don't be afraid, hold me tight later." Xiang Yunchi held her tightly in his arms and whispered comforting words in her ear.

"Xiang Yunchi, do you have this ability?" Qin Guanzhi looked at the interaction between the two with dissatisfaction, and the fist in his sleeve suddenly hardened.

Qi Ruyi raised the corner of his lips, laughed, and said, "You two are almost there. Hatsune, I'll take you up."

Xiang Yunchi paused and slowly loosened his arms.

The next second, Ruan Chuyin was tightly grasped by a big hand and disappeared into the void.

The feeling of weightlessness under her feet, the whistling sound of the wind past her ears and the height of 300 meters all made her heart tremble.

The aqua-blue veil was lifted high and drifted away with the wind.

Qin Guanzhi and Xiang Yunchi's pupils shrank sharply and they followed closely.

Yu Yu stared blankly at the blue that had disappeared, and a thin layer of sweat unknowingly seeped out of his forehead.