Chapter 7 - Feng Jiuge, the Little Cotton-Padded Jacket! Dare to Make a Bet with Me!
Feng Jiuge remained optimistic about the upcoming comparison in a month.
After returning to Tianxuan Peak with Li Xuan, she threw herself back into cultivation.
Although she was confident about winning the comparison, Li Xuan’s sudden leap from Qi Refining to the Spirit Sea realm had put some pressure on her.
Meanwhile, news of Li Xuan pretending to be weak and then dominating spread throughout the Duxian Sect.
Everyone was shocked.
A mortal had suddenly become so strong?
Defeating a ninth-layer True Essence cultivator in one move—was this really a mortal?
There had to be some secret behind his strength!
For Jingyun Peak, however, the secret behind Li Xuan’s strength wasn’t important. What mattered was that their disciples had been repeatedly defeated by him!
Didn’t they have any pride left?
On Jingyun Peak.
A young man in white sat cross-legged in meditation. Beside him, several disciples were exaggerating Li Xuan’s actions.
“Li Xuan not only defeated Wang Zheng in one move, but he also boasted that even if the senior brother of Jingyun Peak showed up, he wouldn’t care!”
“Senior Brother, he’s slapping you in the face!”
“If we don’t regain our honor, Jingyun Peak won’t be able to hold its head high in the Duxian Sect,” the disciple said pitifully.
Hearing this, the young man in white raised an eyebrow. “Did he really say that?”
“Y-yes…”
The disciple was a bit nervous.
Seeing his expression, the young man in white immediately realized he was lying. He snorted lightly. “You went looking for trouble and got beaten. Now you have the nerve to ask me to step in? A bunch of useless fools.”
The disciple didn’t dare to argue.
At that moment, another young man approached. He wore a water-blue robe, with a sword hanging at his waist, exuding an extraordinary aura.
The young man smiled faintly. “Brother, regardless of the details, Jingyun Peak has indeed lost face this time. If we don’t reclaim our honor, it won’t reflect well on us.”
“You’re the senior brother of Jingyun Peak, a Void Transformation realm expert. It would be beneath you to deal with a mere Spirit Sea cultivator. Why not let me handle it?”
The young man in white glanced at him and said, “The seven peaks of the Duxian Sect are one family. Regaining face is fine, but don’t go overboard.”
“Don’t worry, Brother. I know my limits.”
The young man assured him.
…
Tianxuan Peak.
Feng Jiuge had been cultivating all morning and felt her stomach growling.
Suddenly, the aroma of food wafted over from nearby. Her eyes lit up, and her appetite was immediately whetted. She hurriedly prepared to go out for a meal.
But then she felt that doing so would be too undignified, so she tidied up her appearance and deliberately slowed her eager steps, walking out of her cabin at a leisurely pace.
In the kitchen, Li Xuan, who was busy cooking, noticed Feng Jiuge’s arrival and smiled. “Junior Sister, just wait a little longer. The food will be ready soon.”
“Ahem, Senior Brother, take your time. I’m not very hungry.”
Feng Jiuge said indifferently.
Gurgle…
Her stomach growled.
Her face turned red. This traitorous stomach!
She coughed. “My stomach isn’t in great condition.”
“Understood, understood.”
Li Xuan didn’t expose her clumsy lie.
Once the meal was ready, he invited Feng Jiuge to the table. Looking at the delicious and visually appealing dishes, Feng Jiuge swallowed her saliva, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.
For some reason, Feng Jiuge, who had tasted all kinds of delicacies in her previous life, suddenly felt that none of those dishes could compare to what Li Xuan had prepared.
Did he put something in the food?
Was she addicted to it now?
While thinking this, Feng Jiuge didn’t stop her chopsticks. As a female emperor, she ate elegantly, without any hint of wolfing down her food.
Yet, the dishes on the table were being devoured at an astonishing speed!
Li Xuan was shocked.
How could she eat so quickly while still maintaining such elegance?
It could only be said…
She truly was a female emperor!
Even eating a meal was extraordinary!
Soon, four dishes, a soup, and a large pot of rice were finished. Most of it had gone into Feng Jiuge’s stomach.
Her belly was noticeably rounder now.
In a way, could it be said that she had been “filled up” by him?
After the meal.
Unlike the previous times, Feng Jiuge didn’t leave immediately. Instead, she got up and helped Li Xuan clean up the dishes. Seeing this, Li Xuan’s eyes lit up.
Wuwuwu.
Finally, someone to share the housework with.
All the love for his junior sister wasn’t in vain.
But then, a series of clattering sounds came from the kitchen. Li Xuan rushed in to find that the bowls, plates, and utensils on the stove had shattered all over the floor.
Feng Jiuge stood there, looking flustered.
Then, she forced herself to appear calm and said, “My… my hand slipped.”
She crouched down to pick up the pieces, but Li Xuan stepped in to help and said helplessly, “Junior Sister, why don’t you go rest? Let me handle this.”
If she kept this up, his kitchen might not survive.
Indeed.
Asking a female emperor to help with the dishes was too much to ask.
Feng Jiuge walked out of the kitchen, embarrassed. As she turned her back to Li Xuan, her face turned red. “I didn’t expect washing dishes to be so troublesome…”
As a female emperor, she had never been one to take advantage of others.
She had thought that since Li Xuan had taken such good care of her, she should do something in return.
That’s why she had decided to help with the dishes.
But she had messed up.
There was no helping it. In her previous life, when had she ever done such household chores?
“Always taking advantage of others like this isn’t my style! I need to find a way to repay him… Hmm… My cultivation isn’t strong enough now. Does that mean I’ll have to wait until I’m stronger to properly reward him?” Feng Jiuge murmured to herself.
At that moment.
A cold voice came from outside. “I, Luo Ziyun of Jingyun Peak, have come to challenge the senior brother of Tianxuan Peak!!”
The voice wasn’t loud, but it echoed across half of Tianxuan Peak.
Hearing this, Feng Jiuge’s eyes lit up.
Wasn’t this her chance to shine?
She walked out of the cabin and saw Luo Ziyun in his water-blue robe not far away. Her eyes flickered. “This aura… it’s a Treasure Body!”
Luo Ziyun had come to challenge Li Xuan.
So he didn’t hold back his aura at all!
Feng Jiuge could sense the unique constitution emanating from him.
It was the Water Marsh Treasure Body.
This constitution naturally aligned with water attributes, making it much easier to cultivate water-based techniques and martial skills.
However, while a Treasure Body was considered rare and valuable to ordinary martial artists, in Feng Jiuge’s eyes, it was nothing special. How could it compare to her Phoenix Holy Body?
She stepped forward and said indifferently:
“If you want to challenge my senior brother, you’ll have to get through me first!”
Just then, Li Xuan walked out and heard Feng Jiuge’s words. He was deeply moved. Was this what it felt like to have a junior sister who cared for him?
His junior sister was like a little cotton-padded jacket!
But when he glanced at Luo Ziyun, he saw that the latter was at the Spirit Sea realm. If they really fought, Feng Jiuge might not be a match.
Luo Ziyun also noticed Feng Jiuge’s True Essence cultivation and sneered. “A mere True Essence cultivator? You’re not even worth my attention!”
Li Xuan, who had been about to step in and deal with Luo Ziyun, suddenly had an idea. He walked forward with a smile and said, “Do you believe that in less than a month, my junior sister will be able to defeat you?”
Hearing this, Luo Ziyun snorted. “Wishful thinking!”
“Then dare to make a bet with me!”