Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

Another day passed, and people who came to participate in the weapon refining conference continued to gather.

Compared to Fan Ning, who knew nothing about the various sects in the world of immortal cultivation, Ling You was able to recognize several familiar faces.

He thought that since Fan Ning was already planning to attend the conference seriously, it wouldn't hurt for her to learn more about it, so he decided to introduce people to her on his own initiative.

"That's the Yuqi Sect. Before the Qingyun Sect's original weapon-refining master emerged, they had always been the number one sect in weapon refining. But now they've declined, and there are almost no geniuses emerging."

"That one is from the Hehuan Sect. I heard they're just looking for temporary external reinforcements... There's nothing to be afraid of when the news gets out."

"As for that..."

Ling You's gaze fell on the single woman and he paused, as if thinking about where to start.

"That's Jiang Yunsheng from the Jiang family, but she left the Jiang family three years ago. In the past three years, apart from selling some magic weapon maps, she has rarely been active in the sect."

Jiang Biehe smoothly took over Ling You's conversation and continued, "She was once known as a weapon-refining genius on par with Gu Yuanzhou."

"If she still has her past level, this weapon refining competition might be very intense."

Fan Ning lowered her head to look at Jiang Yunsheng who was coming towards her. The other party seemed to notice her gaze and raised his head slightly.

Eyes facing each other.

Jiang Yunsheng's originally cold eyes suddenly widened.

A few rays of sunlight penetrated into it. As she moved slightly, her wrists, which were whiter than those of ordinary people, dazzled many people's eyes.

"She looks very interesting," Fan Ning commented, leaning half of her body over the railing, her chin propped up. "But she looks like she knows me."

"What do you mean?" Ling You elbowed her arm and frowned, "Being targeted is not a good thing."

Fan Ning hummed and didn't rush to express his opinion.

But Ling You remembered Jiang Yunsheng's face.

So, when she appeared again, she took a step forward and blocked the other person's outstretched hand.

"She doesn't like to interact with strangers, please forgive her."

Jiang Yunsheng's smile was a little forced. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that the other side of Fan Ning was also blocked tightly.

Jiang Biehe nodded, his expression as cold as ever.

Only Fan Ning, who was blocked behind him, felt a little amused and helpless.

She looked at Qin Mingzheng's surprised eyes looking at her from the side, and finally patted her head as if she remembered something important.

"Ms. Jiang, nice to meet you. They just care about me a little too much. Please don't mind it." Fan Ning poked her head out from the gap between the two of them, smiling, without any intention of embarrassing anyone. "I'm Ning Fan, I can't compare to Miss Jiang's reputation."

"Ning Fan?" Jiang Yunsheng nodded, biting the name and turning it around in his mouth, "...Nice to meet you."

After saying that, he felt that his attitude was a little cold and smiled embarrassedly.

"I haven't participated in such a grand event for a long time, so I feel a little rusty."

She held Fan Ning's outstretched hand uncomfortably and shook it gently. The slight worry between her brows scratched her heart like a kitten's claw.

"Miss Jiang," Gu Yuanzhou was a little excited when he saw an acquaintance approaching, and he didn't even pay attention to Qin Mingzheng who was almost tripping beside him. "It's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect you to attend this conference."

"It would be more interesting if you came too."

Jiang Yunsheng subconsciously took a step back, and after a two-second pause, he smiled, "Mr. Gu, I've long heard of your great name."

The crowd was crowded, and Gu Yuanzhou was naturally the focus of other contestants. Not long after, the two people who were chatting slowly walked to another corner.

"..."

Qin Mingzheng pressed the corners of her lips, looked at the backs of the two people who were talking happily, and a crescent mark was lightly pinched on the palm of her hand.

"Aren't you going to catch up?" Fan Ning walked to her side, without looking forward, but gently squeezed her strong hand.

"They are a good match, right?" Qin Mingzheng covered her face. The moment she said this, the resentment on her face began to ferment again.

"Should I always follow him?"

How long can such intimacy last?

This question had been lingering in her mind ever since the day Fan Ning mentioned the resentment on her face. At this moment, it finally burst out again.

"Then don't chase her," Ling You came over and interrupted. He didn't really understand the business, but he had seen Qin Mingzheng's distraught face twice in a row. "If you feel tired, try a different way."

"That's easy for you to say," Fan Ning nudged him expressionlessly. Something occurred to him, so he simply asked, "If you have someone you like..."

"Then I won't let her lead me by the nose," Ling You replied immediately, his tone extremely firm. "Chasing after others... that doesn't sound like something I can do."

Jiang Biehe looked at him. Ling You was facing the light, and the expression on his face was blurry, but one could still catch a glimpse of a fleeting sense of discomfort.

Qin Mingzheng stopped talking, withdrew her hands from covering her face, looked at Ling You several times, and couldn't help sighing.

Ling You: “……?”

Ling You felt a chill running down his back, "Your eyes don't look good."

Qin Mingzheng smiled, "Maybe."

Fan Ning tilted his head, "You look very serious, so——"

Ling You: "So?"

"So it's up to you to attract Gu Yuanzhou's attention," Fan Ning pinched her chin and put her arms around Qin Mingzheng's waist in front of everyone.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but I even raised my voice deliberately: “Ming Zheng and I have something to do that no one else can know about! We must not be disturbed…”

Gu Yuanzhou, who heard the key words and looked over, said: "!!!"

Fan Ning pushed Ling You in front of him and walked away with him, "I won't let Ming Zheng trip..."

Gu Yuanzhou's eyes widened even more, and he didn't even care about Jiang Yunsheng beside him. He left him and ran in the direction where Fan Ning and the others left.

"Wait, wait—"

"Tsk," Ling You was very unhappy as he was pushed forward. A hidden spear flew past Gu Yuanzhou's face and stared at the wall.

"What are you chasing after? Didn't you just ignore it before?"

A layer of cold sweat ran down Gu Yuanzhou's face. He didn't know whether it was because of anger or anxiety. He was obviously frightened when the hidden weapon passed by him, but now he was not afraid of death and wanted to pass by Ling You.

"I told you to stop chasing me!"

Ling You couldn't stand his changing attitude, so he put a scimitar across Gu Yuanzhou's neck.

"No!" Gu Yuanzhou also became stubborn, his eyes turned red, and he took out a small magic weapon from his arms, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

"This is a disposable magical weapon I developed. It contains the strongest sword strike of the time. If you insist on stopping me, then we will perish together!"

Ling You: “……?”

Ling You's pupils dilated as he glanced at the rapidly dispersing crowd. For a moment he couldn't understand the person in front of him.

And... the strongest sword master at that time?

Why does this name sound so familiar?