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    Translator: Silavin

     

    Nie Chengrui’s arrival caused the atmosphere of the entire scene to undergo subtle changes.

     

    Though Startling Cloud Sacred Land ranked above Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land, he had never managed to make Ying Xinghui suffer any losses.

     

    Their strength could only be described as evenly matched, neither superior nor inferior.

     

    So, he naturally would not let this opportunity pass.

     

    “*Hmph!* What are you doing here!?” Ying Xinghui snorted coldly, his expression quite unsightly.

     

    “How strange. Ancient Jade Pavilion isn’t operated by your Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land, so why can’t I come?” Nie Chengrui’s counter-question left him unable to speak.

     

    Actually, both understood each other’s purpose in their hearts.

     

    However, there was only one possessor of the Phoenix Martial Soul!

     

    “What, does Sacred Master Candidate Ying plan to renege again?” Nie Chengrui’s lips curved with a trace of playful amusement as he spoke indifferently.

     

    The moment these words fell, Ying Xinghui’s expression immediately became dark.

     

    What did he mean by ‘renege again’? When has the dignified Sacred Master of Ethereal Spirit Sacred Land ever behaved dishonourably?!

     

    [This bastard. He definitely received word earlier and deliberately came over to damage my reputation.]

     

    However, Ying Xinghui was unable to defend himself with a hundred mouths, because previously, he truly had not planned to give Qin Yichen the twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid.

     

    Twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid was not a major matter. He simply feared that those few Sacred Master Candidates in the Sacred Land who coveted his position would make an issue of it, using it as leverage to strike at him.

     

    Most crucially, the opponent was Qin Yichen, the person he wanted to suppress!

     

    If he gave him Spirit Liquid, how could he hold his head up before that possessor of the Phoenix Martial Soul in future?!

     

    Only, he had no idea that regardless of his actions, Feng Qianxue probably would not even glance at him.

     

    Seeing Ying Xinghui’s changing expression, a trace of cunning flashed through Nie Chengrui’s eyes.

     

    By now, whether Ying Xinghui gave the Spirit Liquid or not, for him, he was no longer much of a threat.

     

    After all, this kind of behaviour would certainly leave a bad impression in the heart of the possessor of the Phoenix Martial Soul.

     

    Then, Nie Chengrui’s gaze suddenly looked towards Feng Qianxue. His steps shifted slightly as he walked directly before her.

     

    “This must be Miss Feng, yes?” Nie Chengrui asked with refined grace. Clearly, intelligence about the possessor of the Phoenix Martial Soul had already reached his ears.

     

    Regarding his question, Feng Qianxue showed neither surprise nor fear. Her expression did not change in the slightest; she merely nodded faintly.

     

    This action was because she did not want to create too many enemies for Qin Yichen. However, she did not realise that from the moment her Phoenix Martial Soul was exposed, virtually all proud members of the younger generation had already regarded Qin Yichen as their romance rival.

     

    “Hehe, I’ve long heard Miss Feng’s name. Seeing you today truly fills one with amazement.” Nie Chengrui chuckled lightly, saying, “Though Sacred Master Candidate Ying is reneging, I’m willing to help him provide this twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid.”

     

    Hearing this, everyone froze. Ying Xinghui’s expression darkened once more.

     

    “Older Brother Yichen…” Feng Qianxue’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. She detested this kind of hypocritical person from the bottom of her heart.

     

    Qin Yichen chuckled lightly, grasping Feng Qianxue’s soft, boneless small hand. He looked at Nie Chengrui with a half-smile, as if viewing a jumping clown.

     

    That kind of gaze immediately caused fury to rise in Nie Chengrui’s heart. Especially seeing how he held Feng Qianxue’s hand so intimately made jealous fire burn within him even more intensely.

     

    However, mindful of being before Feng Qianxue, he also suppressed this fury in his heart. On the surface, he remained refined and graceful, showing not the slightest loss of composure.

     

    “*Ahem.* This must be Sacred Master Candidate Qin, yes?” Nie Chengrui cleared his throat, his face full of righteous indignation as he said, “This is a public place. I hope Sacred Master Candidate Qin will show some self-respect!”

     

    “Oh?” Hearing this, Qin Yichen acted as if something were improper. The hand holding Feng Qianxue’s small hand loosened under countless resentful gazes.

     

    Seeing this, Nie Chengrui sneered inwardly. Just as he was thinking Qin Yichen showed some sense, the latter’s action caused his body to suddenly stiffen.

     

    He saw that scoundrel Qin Yichen’s palm, having just released Feng Qianxue, immediately encircled her slender waist that could be grasped in one hand. He drew this exquisite young woman into his embrace, his face bearing an expression begging to be beaten.

     

    Those pitch-black eyes seemed to be saying, ‘if you’re not satisfied, come and hit me then…’

     

    “Toad!” Nie Chengrui took two deep breaths before suppressing his somewhat explosive emotions. If they were outside Saints Heavenly City, he would have already attacked Qin Yichen. However, this was Saints Heavenly City. Even as Startling Cloud Sacred Land’s Sacred Master Candidate, he dared not make a move here.

     

    Moreover, he had not come to quarrel with Qin Yichen. His target was Feng Qianxue.

     

    “Miss Feng, this contains twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid. As soon as I heard about your wager, I rushed over.”

     

    Nie Chengrui’s lips twitched as he looked at Feng Qianxue, who appeared like a gentle bird relying on a person. Steeling himself, he said, “I wonder if Miss Feng has time this evening? Nie would like to invite you for drinks.”

     

    Hearing this, countless people’s expressions showed emotion.

     

    Twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid, given away just like that?

     

    This was merely to arrange dinner with a woman? Truly worthy of being Startling Cloud Sacred Land’s Sacred Master Candidate. Such lavish spending far exceeded what ordinary Sacred Master Candidates could compare to.

     

    Ying Xinghui at this moment was so angry he nearly vomited blood. [As soon as you heard about the wager, you prepared twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid and rushed over? Did you already know Xu Yuzhu would lose? And that I, Ying Xinghui, would renege!?]

     

    [Nie Chengrui, oh Nie Chengrui, since you have money to burn, you can’t blame me.] Ying Xinghui muttered inwardly. Regarding this Phoenix Martial Soul woman, he had already learned quite a bit. To enter her heart, he would probably need to crush Qin Yichen first. Otherwise, even if he possessed Heaven Defying abilities, he probably would not be able to attract the latter’s attention.

     

    “Haha, Sacred Master Candidate Nie is truly courteous. Since you and Sacred Master Candidate Ying are like Brothers, I won’t stand on ceremony!” However, contrary to Nie Chengrui’s expectations, before Feng Qianxue could react, the ‘toad’ in his eyes suddenly laughed loudly. He directly accepted the card containing twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid from his hand. As if becoming intimate with him in an instant, he patted his shoulder, his face full of joy.

     

    Watching Qin Yichen’s appearance, Nie Chengrui could not help but frown. [You! How can you be so shameless!?]

     

    However, the latter and Feng Qianxue were from the same Sacred Land. Giving it to him was essentially giving it to Feng Qianxue. Generally speaking, Feng Qianxue had still accepted his Spirit Liquid.

     

    Still, since the Spirit Liquid had already been sent, his first step was achieved. Later, during their dinner together, relying on his experience and launching some offensive moves, how could he fear this woman wouldn’t throw herself into his arms?

     

    Compared to the Phoenix Martial Soul, what did a mere twenty thousand drops of Spirit Liquid amount to?

     

    “Miss Feng, it’s already getting late. I’ve already prepared a banquet at my residence. Why don’t we head over now?”

     

    Nie Chengrui’s face was full of smiles. Even if Qin Yichen shamelessly followed along, once they reached Startling Cloud Sacred Land’s residence, how to knead and shape him, wasn’t that just a matter of a single sentence!?

     

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