My Master Is a Great Dragon, Clinging to Me Every Day! - Chapter 21

“Master said Junior Sister was exhausted from traveling, so she asked me to take part in the arena matches this time.”

“May I ask, Senior Sister Xiao, do you have any objections?”

Xu Zhiyi quickly used Master to shift the focus. Let it be stated in advance: this was not her randomly throwing the blame around. This had been Master’s arrangement to begin with.

Although she was also quite tempted by the first-place reward. If she managed to get that reward, she would not be far from forming her Golden Core.

Making money and building her career were her ultimate goals.

Xu Zhiyi had no interest at all in the male lead, female lead, second male lead, or second female lead. As long as their messy romance did not throw rotten eggs onto her, they could date however dramatically they wanted.

“So that is how it is. I was thinking of going to see her in a few days. I wonder if everyone on Shuanghan Peak would welcome me?”

What did that mean?

Could she be thinking of going to the female lead’s bed, pressing her down, and giving her a beating? But the female lead and second female lead tearing each other apart had nothing to do with her.

Xu Zhiyi felt there was no need to insert herself into it.

He Fengyue’s temper was terrible anyway. If the second female lead taught her a lesson, it could count as helping her gain some memory.

What “little chili pepper” from the original novel? She was clearly a firecracker, okay? False advertising. Truly false advertising.

“Naturally, you are welcome. Senior Sister Xiao may come whenever she likes. Master and I will both welcome you. I imagine Junior Sister will also be happy.”

“She has been away from the sect for a long time. It would be rare and good for her to become closer with the senior sisters in the sect.”

Her words advanced and retreated appropriately, knowing exactly where the boundaries were.

Xiao Ling had originally wanted to give Xu Zhiyi a show of force before they entered the arena. She had not expected Xu Zhiyi to resolve it in just a few words.

Could she have eaten some kind of intelligence-opening pill?

How had her brain improved so quickly?

In the past, Xu Zhiyi and He Fengyue had both been reckless personalities. In that regard, the martial sisters were rather alike. The only difference was that He Fengyue had slightly more brains.

Xu Zhiyi had been the kind who exploded at the slightest spark. But now, she could actually spar back and forth with Xiao Ling. It was truly interesting.

Ignoring whatever Xiao Ling was thinking, Xu Zhiyi strode forward. Recently, she would have to pay attention to He Fengyue’s movements.

If the female lead and second female lead really started fighting, then no matter what, she had to go watch the excitement. A real-life fight from inside a novel was truly rare.

“Senior Sister, Shuanghan Peak only has Xu Zhiyi as a direct disciple anyway. I’m afraid she won’t even get to face us before being defeated by someone else. If she loses to an outer disciple, won’t that make people laugh their teeth off?”

The junior sister beside Xiao Ling whispered. They had always looked down on Xu Zhiyi. As Lord Hanshan’s eldest disciple, she had taken all the best resources.

And yet, Lord Hanshan had raised such a waste.

It was truly disappointing.

When Lord Hanshan was young, she had at least once been famous among all the immortal sects. Forming a Golden Core within a hundred years—what a dazzling legend she had been.

How could she have such a useless disciple?

Moreover, Xu Zhiyi had recently become more and more shameless. Lately, she did not even seem to have the self-awareness of a waste anymore and had started squeezing into the ranks of direct disciples.

It was simply a disgrace to her sect.

“That remains to be seen. In the past, it was always Fengyue who entered the arena. I would like to see what is different this year.”

Xiao Ling kept feeling that she had sensed something off about Xu Zhiyi, but she could not say exactly what was wrong.

So she could only shake her head and follow Xu Zhiyi’s steps forward. After passing through the corridor, they arrived at a wide plaza.

The plaza was packed with people.

The banners of the Yunling Sword Sect fluttered across the square.

As Xu Zhiyi stepped to the edge of the arena, she immediately saw Master sitting among the elder seats. Among a group of stern-faced old men, she stood out especially clearly.

Heavens, Xu Zhiyi felt like her eyes had been purified.

She stared blankly for a moment, holding her breath as the breeze stirred her robes.

Within the crowd, following the faint aura of the contract, An Chengxi could almost immediately find Xu Zhiyi. She lifted her teacup, brought it to her lips, and drank a sip of green tea. The fragrance was fresh and clear.

Her gaze rested on her disciple. She smiled faintly, her fingertips holding the warm teacup as she silently recited a voice-transmission spell in her heart.

“Yi’er, why are you looking at Master instead of preparing?”

A gentle voice sounded in her ear. Master was looking at her. For some reason, Xu Zhiyi’s cheeks burned hot, and she lowered her head.

If Master wanted to remind her, then just remind her.

Why did she have to speak in such a teasing way?

She hooked a loose strand of hair with her finger. Her hair too—why did it have to be blown so messily by the wind at a time like this?

Even her hair was disobedient.

At this moment, the empty seat beside An Chengxi was taken by a woman in flowing green clothes. Fairy Wucha was not wearing the elder robes of the Yunling Sword Sect.

However, her outfit was still extremely recognizable, so everyone in the sect knew it was her and gave her some courtesy.

“Why is Zhiyi the one participating in the arena competition today?”

Wucha was also very surprised. She casually poured herself a cup of tea, then glanced at the senior brothers sitting nearby. She leaned closer to An Chengxi and used her sleeve to cover the side of her face.

“Aren’t you afraid she will lose?”

“Chengxi, what she will lose is the face of your entire Shuanghan Peak.”

Wucha said this out of concern as a senior sister for her junior sister. In the past, when He Fengyue came to compete, at least she would not be eliminated in the preliminary round.

But Xu Zhiyi was famously known as a waste in the Yunling Sword Sect. Back when An Chengxi had accepted Xu Zhiyi as her eldest disciple, several of her senior brothers and sisters had disagreed.

The main reason was that Xu Zhiyi had only been a mortal at the time and had not awakened her spiritual root. Someone like that was absolutely not supposed to be accepted by the Yunling Sword Sect.

But An Chengxi had insisted on taking Xu Zhiyi as her disciple. No matter how they tried to persuade her, they could not stop her, so they could only let her do as she wished.

They had originally thought that as long as Xu Zhiyi awakened her spiritual root and ate a few more bottles of Essence-Nurturing and Body-Tempering Pills, she could barely be raised up. And indeed, that was exactly how An Chengxi had forcefully cultivated Xu Zhiyi into a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But she truly failed to live up to expectations.

Aside from having a cultivation realm, she knew almost nothing when it came to spells. It could not be said that she knew absolutely nothing, but her comprehension was simply too poor.

Even the sword formulas that sword cultivators relied on most—

she had practiced them countless times and still could not learn them. The way she held a sword was not even as good as the flashy, useless moves of an actor in a mortal theater.

To be fair, it really was not that An Chengxi had taught her poorly. None of them had even a tenth of Chengxi’s patience. If they had encountered a disciple with such poor aptitude, they would have packed them up and sent them out the door.

The farther they rolled, the better.

This was a sect, not a charity.

“It is fine, Senior Sister. I believe in Yi’er.”

“Even if she does not win and gets the worst result, it is no matter. She can simply practice again afterward.”

“You—honestly, I can never talk sense into you.”

“You always give her all the good things Senior Brother and we gave you. Do you ever think about yourself?”

On top of that, An Chengxi had been weak since childhood. Those things had originally been saved for her.

Their master had favored Chengxi, and everyone could understand that. When she had been picked up, she had still been a baby in swaddling clothes, looking even thinner and weaker than a sick cat.

She had made people feel pity for her.

“But has any of it been useful? You used heavenly treasures to prepare medicinal baths for her, helped open her meridians, and helped awaken her spiritual intelligence.”

“When has she ever appreciated your kindness?”