Confessing to someone who thinks I'm a fat otaku, and then crying when monsters descend?

"Witnessed by heroes from all over the world."

"I hereby declare that the Tai Xuan Holy Land has won the championship in this Sword Tournament."

"In the next ten years, it will be the foremost of the four holy sites!"

After the final result was announced, applause and cheers erupted from all over the mountains.

"Please rest for the night on your respective peaks. Tomorrow, the heroes will vie for supremacy on Netherworld Mountain!"

"All participants in the sword-fighting tournament can participate simultaneously, and what they will compete for is the supreme martial arts technique found in the ancient ruins..."

"The Nine-Syllable Mantra!"

As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of people across the mountains and fields gasped in surprise.

"I heard that an ancient ruin appeared recently, and it took four holy masters to barely open it. Inside, they found a scroll of ancient cultivation techniques, which is the so-called Nine-Character Mantra Divine Technique!"

"All four holy lands have contributed, but we don't know how to allocate the resources, so we've put them here to compete!"

"Now tomorrow will be interesting too, perhaps even more exciting than today's sword-fighting tournament!"

"For that top-grade cultivation technique, these people will inevitably fight each other. A real chaotic battle is what makes it exciting."

It was already dusk, and the conference had ended, but the area around the Tai Xuan Holy Land was still bustling with activity.

"The Daoyan Sect has met the Taixuan Holy Land!"

"Greetings from Tianjian Manor!"

"Lion Roar Mountain has come to pay homage to the Sacred Land of Tai Xuan!"

Various sects came to offer their greetings, after all, the Tai Xuan Holy Land was still the top holy land for the next ten years, so they had to strengthen their relationship.

As for Chen Nian, he was surrounded by a huge crowd.

Mu Yun had received similar treatment before, but he was a blockhead. Chen Nian was different; judging from the way he flirted with Lin Xian'er, he must be a dissolute and lustful man.

"Young Master Chen, my daughter is eighteen years old, a beauty of unparalleled grace. If you are still unmarried, you might consider her!"

"Oh, Young Master Chen, look at my daughter. I've already brought her to you. She doesn't want to do anything serious; a concubine will suffice!"

"Get out of the way! You all only know how to sell your daughters, but I'm selling myself! Little brother, do you like older sisters? I'm still got my charm~~~"

From a distance, Ji Ya hesitated for a long time before turning and leaving.

She had no shame in going to Chen Nian in public and saying, "Do you remember sleeping with me?"

Forget it, with so many female confidantes around him, and Mu Qingxuan seemingly getting close to him as well, he's probably already forgotten about me!

That day, all the audience members found a place to stay.

Not all of these people have a place to stay, but they don't mind spending a night cultivating under the open sky, since this is a sacred place rich in profound energy!

........

night.

A small house on the outskirts of Luoyang.

A man dressed in elegant plain clothes, looking like a scholar, was sitting at a stone table in the courtyard.

Under the light of the oil lamp was a chessboard.

He was playing chess with himself.

After finishing a son.

Bo Yi gazed at the night sky and muttered to himself, "At this time, the Sword Tournament should have already ended. I wonder how things went at the Tai Xuan Holy Land this year?"

"But with Mu Yun around, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Go up the mountain with Mu Yun and cultivate together.

He was an absolute waste of talent, while Mu Yun was an absolute genius.

But this did not hinder their relationship; it's just that the blockhead only knew how to cultivate, and didn't understand chess or love.

How is Jinshu doing?

I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to see her again in this lifetime.

.......

The night at Cangyun Mountain is beautiful.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the night breeze gently rustles through the sea of ​​trees.

Mu Qingxuan and Jinshu were sharing a guest room and were chatting on the bed.

"Senior Sister Jin, since we're all out here, why don't we take the opportunity to visit Senior Brother in Luoyang?"

"I'm not going!"

"Oh, Senior Sister, why are you so stubborn? We're not going to visit him specifically, but rather we're going to Luoyang for fun and will bump into him along the way. Is that alright?"

"Qingxuan, I stopped liking him the day he abandoned me and went down the mountain alone."

"Alright, I also want to go to Luoyang to see if they've restocked the storybooks I missed last time..."

Upon hearing this, Jinshu suddenly took out a booklet from her storage pouch.

"Speaking of storybooks, I recently had some strange dreams, and I wrote down what happened in them in a storybook. Would you like to take a look?"

"Huh? Senior sister, you can write storybooks too? Let me see!"

Mu Qingxuan then lit an oil lamp and began to read with great interest under its light.

The story in the book is about a love affair that ended without fruition.

The story describes the female protagonist as a little girl without parents, destitute and helpless, forced to squat on the street begging, never knowing where her next meal would come from.

One day, a refined-looking scholar came up to her and said, "If you can play a game of chess with me, I'll give you a meat bun."

The girl answered timidly: I don't know how to play chess.

The man said: I can teach you.

That's how the two met. Over time, the girl grew into a young woman and developed feelings for the man.

She subtly inquired of the man, "Sir, you're not getting any younger, haven't you considered settling down?"

The man smiled and shook his head: "To me, nothing in this world matters, except playing chess."

Spring goes and autumn comes, year after year.

The girl grew more and more beautiful, becoming a veritable beauty among the common people. One day, she went out to buy groceries and was spotted by the young prince of the royal palace.

"The young prince said he wants to take me as his concubine, and I will enjoy wealth and honor in the future," the girl told the chess fanatic.

"That's a good thing."

"Don't you... have anything else to say to me? If you won't let me marry you, I'd rather die than marry you!"

The chess fanatic hesitated for a moment.

The girl's eyes brightened slightly, thinking that he really couldn't bear to part with her.

Unexpectedly, he said, "If you marry into the royal family, will you still be able to come and play chess with me often?"

"..."

After that, the girl disappeared.

She neither married the young prince nor stayed by the chess fanatic's side, but instead quietly left the city alone.

Fifty years later, the girl from back then had become an elderly woman. Following her memory, she found the small courtyard from back then, but she did not find the chess fanatic.

Later, after inquiring with the neighbors, I learned that the chess fanatic had died, and that he was still playing chess on the day he died.

The story ends.

After reading the entire storybook, Mu Qingxuan felt a surge of emotions, including a touch of sadness.

"What a heartbreaking story..."

"Wait a minute, this man is a chess fanatic too, and so is Senior Brother. Senior Sister, you still say you don't like him? This isn't a storybook; it's clearly a love letter of tens of thousands of words!"

"No!"

Jinshu hurriedly explained, "This is just my dream. I simply wrote down what I saw in my dream, really!"

"Hmph, I'll definitely show this storybook to my senior brother when I go to Luoyang another day!"

"No... Hey!"

........

the other side.

Chen Nian was lying in bed sleeping.

Suddenly, a pinkish-white handkerchief floated in through the window and landed on the windowsill.

"Oh?"

Chen Nian stood up, and the handkerchief floated outside.

Is this... a way to lure me out?

interesting.

Chen Nian chased after them and found them in the bamboo forest under the cover of night.

A woman was waiting for him.

Her skirt fluttered in the wind, her figure graceful and elegant.

A fairy maiden, a beauty beyond compare.

"Miss Lin? Coming to see me so late at night, anyone who didn't know better would probably think you've fallen for me."

Chen Nian smiled and said.

.......

P.S.: I bet some people will say this is filler content again. Let me clarify: the author never intentionally writes filler content; everything written is useful plot.