Transcending the Magic Era: The Supreme Female Archmage

After the battle, Chu Qiuchi stepped forward and helped Ao Nanxi up. Seeing her pale face, swaying body, and covered in wounds, he felt a pang of guilt and couldn't help but scratch his head.

After regaining his balance, Aonanxi quickly retrieved several bottles of mid-grade healing potions from his mental space and distributed them to his injured teammates.

After drinking the potion, the group quickly felt a warm power flowing through their bodies.

The effects of the medicine were quickly apparent; the pale faces of the group gradually regained their color, and their breathing became steady.

Although they were still weak, at least they were no longer as shaky as before. Taking a deep breath, they seemed to instantly regain some strength.

Ao Nanxi glanced at Chu Qiuchi, who was still awkwardly scratching his head beside him, his lips twitching slightly, his eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and mockery: "Now you know you're feeling guilty, huh? Why didn't you hold back just now!"

Chu Qiuchi stepped forward and took her arm, a fawning smile on his lips. "Our friendship is friendship, and battle is battle. If I were to hold back in battle, wouldn't that be disrespectful to you, right?"

Ao Nanxi rolled her eyes at her, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up slightly, and her eyes held a hint of teasing: "You, don't pretend to be innocent after getting the benefit! It's really making my hands itch."

At this moment, Liu Yan, who had slowly recovered, couldn't help but step forward to strike up a conversation, her face still bearing an elegant smile: "Qiu Chi, I've heard so much about your team before, and now that I've experienced it for myself, it truly lives up to its reputation!"

Chu Qiuchi smiled modestly and waved her hand, "Hey, just average, third in the world!" This immediately earned her another round of eye-rolls. After all, everyone knew that her claim of "third in the world" was anything but modesty.

Liu Yan was clearly surprised by Chu Qiuchi's answer. She paused for a moment, then burst into laughter: "I never expected Qiuchi to be such a wonderful person!"

As he spoke, he gave Ao Nanxi a resentful look, "Nanxi, you're really not being fair. You've been here for so long, and all you've done is get to know Qiu Chi. You haven't even introduced him to us."

"It's alright, it's not too late to get to know each other now!"

Chu Qiuchi patted Liu Yan on the shoulder with a smile, his tone relaxed, as if they were old friends. Before long, the two were arm in arm, chatting happily.

Liu Yan's words were humorous and witty, and Chu Qiuchi was no less so. Laughter frequently emanated from the two of them, making the surrounding atmosphere relaxed and pleasant, and the distance between them unconsciously shortened.

On the other side, Qin Yi blushed slightly and slowly walked to Ji Moyu's side. Her eyes were filled with a hint of bitterness as she spoke softly, "Hello, I am Qin Yi. You must be Commander Ji Moyu's grandson, right? I have admired Commander Ji Moyu for a long time. He is truly amazing. He has always guarded the First War Zone and defeated countless beast tides."

Ji Moyu glanced at her indifferently and said calmly, "Well, do you need me to set you up with my grandfather?"

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere around them instantly became awkward.

Puyang Minghui and Chu Yichen, standing nearby, quickly searched their minds for past "sad things" to suppress their laughter, but their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.

Although Nalan Xingyao's expression remained serious, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. She pursed her lips tightly, her expression control was impeccable, and she barely managed to maintain a calm demeanor.

Qin Yi was stunned when she heard Ji Moyu's words. Her blush deepened, this time not from embarrassment but from anger. She cursed inwardly, "How clueless he is!"

She gave an awkward laugh, unsure of what to do with her hands, but still said stubbornly, "No...no need! Oh, by the way, I see they all call you Brother Yu, so I'll call you Brother Yu from now on, it'll feel more intimate that way."

You are older than me.

These words were like a precise, sharp dagger, mercilessly piercing Qin Yi's heart. Her face instantly turned a deep shade of liver, and she was so embarrassed she could practically dig a three-bedroom apartment out of her toes. The people next to her, who were painfully suppressing their laughter, almost burst out laughing because of this.

Qin Yi glared at Ji Moyu, her heart filled with anger, but she still managed to maintain the last shred of dignity and forced a smile: "This is just... a title of respect, it has nothing to do with age."

Ji Moyu remained indifferent and replied calmly, "When we are of equal social standing, there is no need for honorifics; just use normal forms of address."

Qin Yi took a deep breath, trying to suppress the emotions that were about to erupt, and forced a smile again: "Okay, Ji Moyu! We can be said to have become friends through a fight. From now on, you can call me Xiao Yi. That's what my friends and family call me."

"Not suitable."

The forced smile on Qin Yi's face instantly crumbled, and her expression froze. She stared blankly at Ji Moyu, forcing out a single sentence: "What exactly is wrong with it?"

Ji Moyu didn't look at her directly, her gaze sweeping indifferently over Chu Qiuchi, who was chatting enthusiastically with Liu Yan, her tone calm and without a ripple: "Not familiar."

This time, Qin Yi was completely stunned. Her mind went blank; she hadn't expected Ji Moyu to be so direct and ruthless. She gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing, and lowered her head slightly, forcing herself to maintain the last shred of her rationality: "Fine, Ji Moyu, then forget it."

Ji Moyu's gaze remained indifferent, unchanged; he didn't even bother to glance at Qin Yi. However, this unintentional blow only stung Qin Yi's heart more. She glared at Ji Moyu resentfully, then turned away angrily and returned to Qin Xiao's side.

Puyang Minghui and Chu Yichen, who were watching the commotion from the sidelines, were practically bursting with laughter. They were desperately trying to hold back their laughter, their faces turning red and tears welling up in their eyes.

Chu Yichen, in particular, was trembling violently; it was clear he was desperately trying to stop himself from laughing out loud. Nalan Xingyao also lowered her head slightly, the curve of her lips finally breaking free of her control, completely losing all composure.

The group laughed a little too much, and it took them a long time to calm down before they huddled together and discussed the matter in hushed tones.

Chu Yichen was the first to speak up: "Has Brother Yu eaten a knife today? Why are your words so cutting and deadly? I've never seen Brother Yu so rude to anyone before!"

Puyang Minghui frowned, her eyes darting around as if she were also pondering the question: "Yeah, he usually just doesn't talk much, why is he so... aggressive today? He's not usually like this!"

Nalan Xingyao also spoke with some confusion: "Hmm, I've never seen him like this before. I don't know what's wrong with him today? Logically speaking, we won the competition today, so he should be in a good mood! Why is he being so... sarcastic?"

The three looked at each other, exchanging glances several times, but none of them could guess what was wrong with Ji Moyu.

At this moment, Ji Moyu, standing to the side, remained as indifferent as ever, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. However, his gaze would occasionally drift unintentionally over Chu Qiuchi, then subtly withdraw, as if he were pondering something, but he remained silent.