sbdcsierra Chapter 116 The Genius of the Immortal Cultivation World 23
Chapter 116 The Genius of the Immortal Cultivation World 23
Three hours passed in a flash, and the group was automatically transported back to their original location. They then took out their crystal balls and Heavenly Cultivation Grass. In an instant, the air around them seemed to freeze. Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, followed by bursts of exclamation. They had won first place with an absolute advantage, without a doubt.
Immediately afterwards, the elders of the Poyun Sect solemnly announced: "The winner of this secret realm competition is the Tianjing Sect."
"According to the points ranking, the first place in this competition is still won by the Tianjing Sect."
The people of the Heaven Realm Sect surrounded Ling Jiukai and cheered: "Master, we won!"
Lingjiu's eyes were full of appreciation, "Well done!"
The leader of Poyun Sect walked up to the podium with great dignity, ready to present the prizes for this fiercely contested competition.
When the prizes were presented to everyone, they all looked at each other with envy. However, for the few people from the Heaven Realm Sect, this was not as quick as soaking in the spiritual springs. Their faces were filled with the joy of victory.
The purpose of the Heaven Realm Sect coming here this time was to show their prowess in this grand competition and spread the reputation of the Heaven Realm Sect. And now, they have achieved it.
With the conclusion of the competition, the fame of the Heaven Realm Sect spread like a spring breeze across this vast world. From other powerful sects to solitary practitioners, all were filled with admiration for the Heaven Realm Sect's strength and demeanor. The name of the Heaven Realm Sect was deeply etched in the hearts of every witness.
After the competition, Dongfang Yi was like a proud peacock, striding briskly with joy, eager to fully demonstrate his majesty in front of his brother. His eyes were filled with anticipation, and he would occasionally adjust his clothes, imagining his brother's admiring gaze and pleased smile when he saw his outstanding performance. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, revealing a smile.
However, just as he was filled with longing, a guard hurried in to inform him that his brother had to leave first due to urgent matters. Dongfang Yi's smile froze instantly, and the light in his eyes dimmed. He stood there in a daze, then lowered his head slightly and sighed softly, a sigh filled with regret and helplessness.
It was a pity that his brother was unable to witness this scene, which left him feeling empty inside. However, he also understood that his brother was burdened with important tasks and could not be delayed because of him. Despite the regret in his heart, Dongfang Yi could only silently accept this reality. He raised his head and looked towards the direction of the palace, a hint of anticipation rekindled in his eyes, looking forward to the next opportunity to show his style in front of his brother.
Amidst the envious gazes and enthusiastic cheers of people from other sects, the few of them strode back to their own sect with their heads held high.
As soon as Lingjiu returned to the sect, she rushed to her room. Like a bird returning to its nest, she eagerly pounced on the long-desired bed and lay down comfortably, letting out a contented sigh. "Social engagements are really tiring. I'll just leave that kind of thing to them from now on!" She closed her eyes slightly, enjoying this moment of peace and comfort.
Not long after, Lingjiu slowly opened her eyes and, with a glimmer of anticipation, checked Rong Xiuzhu's data. It showed 50%, meaning only average progress. She frowned slightly, thinking to herself, "We need to get some more serious information."
Just as she was racking her brains to come up with some shocking news, the figure suddenly dropped to 49%. Lingjiu was shocked and sat up, her eyes wide and her face full of disbelief. "The sky is falling! How could it drop so low!"
Then she immediately stood up, quickly tidied her clothes, and walked towards Shuixieju with a serious expression.
When Lingjiu arrived at the Waterside Residence, the courtyard door slowly opened with her gentle push. She walked into the courtyard with graceful steps, and then stepped into his room. He was concentrating on organizing books at this time. He heard the movement and looked up. The moment he saw Lingjiu, his movements stopped instantly. A hint of surprise and joy flashed in his eyes, and he called softly, "Master?"
Lingjiu folded his arms across his chest, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked with a hint of inquiry in his eyes, "Don't you have anything to say? For example, what happened in the secret realm?"
His body froze instantly, his heart aching with panic, unsure how to respond. After a few seconds of silence, his eyes revealed a hint of panic. He involuntarily looked away, not daring to meet Lingjiu's gaze. He whispered, "The secret realm...it's just a small matter."
Lingjiu would not let him evade this question so easily. She said bluntly, "I saw it. I saw everything you experienced in the secret realm clearly."
Hearing this, his heart sank, as if he were falling into an abyss. A mournful smile curled up the corners of his mouth, and his face instantly turned extremely pale, and his eyes lost their former brilliance. His heart was filled with guilt and helplessness, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I'm sorry. I will leave."
Lingjiu walked over, pushed him down onto a chair, and then looked down at him. She raised her hand and gently stroked his face with her index finger, saying with a hint of teasing, "You have a nice face. I like it."
He suddenly looked up, his heart beating like a drum. At this moment, it was as if he had caught a ray of light in the darkness. He was saved, and his body was still trembling slightly. His eyes flashed with surprise, and he stammered, "Master, you..."
Lingjiu sat leisurely on the table, leaning forward. The distance between them was so close that they could clearly feel each other's breathing. Lingjiu's eyes were filled with a hint of tenderness and determination. She asked softly, "Are you afraid?" Rong Xiuzhu instantly understood what she meant. He shook his head without hesitation and said, "No, I'm not afraid of anything."
Lingjiu lifted his chin slightly and kissed him gently, fleeting like a dragonfly touching the water. Rong Xiuzhu felt her departure and a strong sense of reluctance surged in his heart. He subconsciously raised his hands to hug her tightly, and his lips covered hers again, with endless attachment and deep affection. He kept whispering: "Master, Master, I love you so much."
That voice echoed in her ears like a spell. His kiss was unstructured, eager and passionate, as if he wanted to release all the emotions in his heart at this moment. Lingjiu was slightly startled at first, but then quickly took the initiative and became the leader of this kiss.
As their emotions intensified, Rong Xiuzhu's body began to feel strange. His breathing became increasingly rapid. Continuing would be dangerous, so he gently let go of her, ending the kiss. Rong Xiuzhu's eyes were now hazy, the deep affection and longing in them seemed to melt anyone. His panting echoed in Lingjiu's ears, particularly alluring.