She Is Not a Dao Companion, but a Cauldron

Dao Child Jietian prepared to make another move. He did not believe there was a woman in this world who could reject him.

Seeing that Yan Lingxue's cultivation was not high, he figured she was most likely a disciple who had followed some faction out to see the world, and thus might not have heard of his name.

Once he revealed his identity, there was no way Yan Lingxue would remain indifferent.

However, human psychology was just that bizarre.

Even though Dao Child Jietian knew that revealing his identity could easily capture Yan Lingxue's heart, he simply did not want her to fall for him so easily.

What he wanted was a woman different from the mundane world, one who did not focus on the layers of halos around him, but only cared about his inner self.

To sum up, the effect Dao Child Jietian wanted was for him to casually reveal his identity, causing Yan Lingxue to open her small mouth in great surprise, yet not be sycophantic. Instead, she should reject a high and mighty figure like him, believing that such bigwigs were generally selfish, cold-blooded, and arrogant.

Then, he would act as gentle as a spring breeze, not minding her crudeness or little temper at all, making Yan Lingxue feel that he was different from the rest, wanting to understand him deeply until she completely fell for him.

This was the basic routine of rich men: using money to pick up girls, while still hoping the other party disliked money and only cared about the man himself.

"Miss, the two prodigies Wan Tiancheng and Xiang Tianwen are currently dueling. Why aren't you watching, and instead..."

Before Dao Child Jietian could even finish half of his pick-up line, he suddenly saw Yan Lingxue's expression change slightly, her eyes staring straight at a spot behind him.

Then she quickly stuffed another immortal fruit into her mouth and hurriedly swallowed it.

Her snow-white little hand wiped the corner of her mouth, as if terrified of being discovered.

It was just like a student sneaking food in class seeing the homeroom teacher walk in.

Dao Child Jietian found this quite adorable.

Could it be that this girl's elder had arrived? That was why she didn't want to be caught sneaking food.

Dao Child Jietian felt his opportunity had come. Stating his own identity would inevitably feel like boasting, and it wouldn't achieve the desired effect.

While this girl might not know him, it was impossible for her elders not to.

Once she saw her own elder treating him with respect, the deal would be sealed!

"Xue'er, come here."

Just as Dao Child Jietian had planned everything out, a young male voice rang out from behind him.

This made Dao Child Jietian frown. A young male voice, an intimate address...

He turned around and saw a handsome Daoist wearing a black Daoist robe, his hair tied in a Daoist bun, looking as gentle as jade, calling out to Yan Lingxue.

It was Gu Qingfeng.

Hearing Gu Qingfeng's call, Yan Lingxue hurriedly walked toward him.

As she walked, her little hands hidden behind her back didn't forget to quietly snatch another immortal fruit.

Dao Child Jietian found her adorable once again.

Just as he was planning to probe into their relationship, the next moment, a heartbreaking scene occurred.

He saw Yan Lingxue throw herself directly into the Daoist's embrace like a baby swallow returning to its nest, looking incredibly delicate and dependent.

Dao Child Jietian could hardly contain himself. He had finally been moved by someone; he couldn't lose so thoroughly, could he?

He pondered for a moment, slowly stepped forward with a spring-breeze-like smile on his face, and said to Gu Qingfeng, "This fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar. May I know your esteemed name?"

Gu Qingfeng, holding Yan Lingxue, looked at Dao Child Jietian with a slight gleam in his eyes. When Dao Child Jietian had entered the venue earlier, he had heard plenty of discussion from the surrounding crowd.

This Dao Child Jietian was practically the protagonist of heaven and earth, bursting with karmic luck and unparalleled talent. If cultivated well, he would definitely be a high-quality food ration in the future.

Gu Qingfeng smiled faintly. "A rogue cultivator from the mountains, Daoist name Qingfeng. Greetings to Dao Child Jietian."

As he spoke, he quietly planted a mark inside Dao Child Jietian's body to leave a tracking signal, making it convenient to raise this pig for slaughter later.

"So it is Daoist Master Qingfeng. I have heard much about you," Dao Child Jietian said politely.

Afterward, he chatted with Gu Qingfeng for a few more sentences, indicating his status as the host. He told them not to be restrained in the Ancient Immortal City and to enjoy themselves freely, appearing extremely hospitable.

After the pleasantries, he casually shifted the topic to Yan Lingxue.

"By the way, Daoist Master Qingfeng, I don't yet know how to address your Dao companion?" Dao Child Jietian asked feigning ignorance.

"Dao companion?" Gu Qingfeng shook his head slightly. "She is not my Dao companion."

Dao Child Jietian felt a surge of joy in his heart. Could they be siblings?

Who knew that Gu Qingfeng's next sentence would directly knock Dao Child Jietian down to the eighteenth level of hell.

"Her name is Yan Lingxue. She is my dual cultivation furnace."

Dao Child Jietian felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Looking in disbelief at Yan Lingxue's cold and pure face, he asked with a trembling voice, "What did you say she is to you?"

"A dual cultivation furnace."

Dao Child Jietian's expression at this moment was like a simp suddenly discovering that his goddess was a hostess; his entire worldview was shattered.

"You... you are Daoist Master Qingfeng's furnace!?" Dao Child Jietian asked Yan Lingxue in disbelief.

Yan Lingxue couldn't be bothered to entertain such a weakling and replied grumpily.

"Yeah!"

Right at this moment, a huge sound of battle, along with a miserable scream, suddenly came from the arena.

Everyone's gaze was immediately drawn over.

It turned out that Xiang Tianwen had been viciously sent flying, and one of his legs was a mangled mess of flesh and blood, bleeding profusely.

Wan Tiancheng stood proudly in the arena, looking disdainfully at the wretched Xiang Tianwen. "Do you yield?"

"I do not yield!" Xiang Tianwen said angrily.

At this moment, Xiang Tianwen was in an extremely sorry state. His hair was disheveled, and he was slumped on the ground with an extremely ugly expression. Half of his left leg was gone, and blood flowed steadily, dyeing the ground red.

Everyone watched this scene with varying expressions, and incessant whispers filled the air.

"Hmph, if you do not yield, then this young master will break your other leg too!"

Just as Wan Tiancheng was about to step forward, a figure suddenly darted out. It was Xiang Tianwen's Dao Protector, Elder Ye.

"Stop at once! Sparring should stop at the appropriate point. Why must you strike so heavily!"

Facing the Immortal King level Elder Ye, Wan Tiancheng was not afraid in the slightest. This was because the older generation of experts were not allowed to interfere in the battles between prodigies; this was the rule.

Moreover, in front of so many people, Elder Ye definitely wouldn't dare to make a move.

"Fists and feet have no eyes, so injuries are inevitable. Besides, Xiang Tianwen hasn't conceded yet. Elder Ye, as an Immortal King expert, you are forbidden from interfering in the battles between prodigies. Are you trying to break the rules?"

For a moment, Elder Ye's expression looked extremely ugly.

Wan Tiancheng spoke again, "Xiang Tianwen, do you yield or not!"

His voice was extremely loud, spreading across the entire venue. It was obvious that he wanted to force Xiang Tianwen to concede in front of everyone, making him lose all his dignity.

Xiang Tianwen burned with fury. He had always cared about his face; how could he be willing to suffer such humiliation? Just as he was about to force himself to hold on, the corner of his eye suddenly caught sight of Gu Qingfeng in the crowd, and his heart instantly turned cold.

That's right! The World-Destroying Demon Emperor had infiltrated the Immortal King Assembly. Most likely, not a single person present would survive later. What was the point of keeping this bit of dignity?

Instead of wasting effort being stubborn, it would be better to curry favor with the World-Destroying Demon Emperor. Maybe he wouldn't have to die later.

At this thought, his mind became perfectly clear.

To hell with dignity! All you prodigies think so highly of yourselves, completely unaware that you are all going to die soon.