These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Their feelings are deep within their hearts, understood without needing to be spoken.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps a tacit understanding, Bai Youwei got up from Wei Tu's embrace.

The two people's scents were mixed, but surprisingly, both of their clothes were incredibly clean.

It wasn't that Wei Tu had no desire for this woman's body; on the contrary, Bai Youwei's body was quite outstanding, and he could almost say he couldn't put it down.

However, he understood that not all emotional exchanges required physical intimacy.

In this way, talking and feeling the breeze seems quite pleasant.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Wei Tu also stood up and helped the girl straighten her clothes.

He also picked up the straw hat from the ground and helped her put it on.

Then, pursing his thin lips, he asked, "Are you planning to leave now?"

Bai Youwei gazed at the young man with her captivating eyes, and smiled, "It seems there's no reason to stay here anyway, since I'm not participating in the Dragon Slaying Tournament."

"It's good to take a look."

Wei Tu said this.

Bai Youwei was silent for a moment, then looked at Wei Tu, "What do you want me to see?"

Wei Tu thought for a moment, "I have a feeling that there's going to be a big show."

Bai Youwei lowered her head to think, then raised her head and said, "There is something I must tell you. Before, in Nan Jianzhou, I destroyed a set up by the Northern Desert in Nan Jianzhou. In some secret letters that they did not have time to destroy, I saw the words 'Yihua Palace'."

"What does 'Yihua Palace' mean?"

Bai Youwei shook her head. "Their code is very well hidden, I can't figure it out, but I think that Yihua Palace is located in Beixuan Prefecture, which is very close to Beimo. There might be some connection between the two. You have to be careful this time. They came prepared, it won't be that simple."

This is indeed very important information.

Although it may seem ethereal, there might actually be a lot of shady dealings and secret arrangements involved in this Dragon Slaying Tournament that is being watched by all five immortal continents.

Aside from the fact that Feng Huating, one of the five great immortal palaces that Xi Yue had informed her of beforehand, was making moves, things would become complicated if the people from the Northern Desert Demon Realm intervened as well.

Wei Tu even had an even bolder idea in his mind, but for now it was just wishful thinking.

He nodded. "I understand. Thank you for the news."

Bai Youwei shook her head and adjusted her straw hat.

"This is all I can do to help. I know that what you have to do is no less than what I have done, and may even be more dangerous. But I hope... that in the future, we can meet in the most perfect way."

"it is good."

Wei Tu laughed and then opened his arms.

"Give me a hug."

"..."

Bai Youwei blushed and didn't say anything, but she honestly stepped forward and threw herself into the boy's arms.

Wei Tu hugged Bai Youwei tightly, just for a moment.

Then they let go, and a cool night breeze rushed between them.

"We will meet again someday."

"it is good."

Like a night breeze, it comes and goes just as quickly.

By the quiet pond, in the end, not a single person remained.

On a bright and sunny day, the dragon-slaying tournament officially began.

In this dragon-slaying tournament where everyone fights their own battles, Chen Xu, a disciple of Snow Blade Manor, made the first move, unleashing nineteen strikes with his sword.

However, Wei Tu, a disciple of the Yuanjian Sect, broke through his defenses with a single sword strike and blasted him out of the center of the arena.

While everyone was still reeling from the boy's extraordinary talent,

The incomparably handsome young man simply turned his head and smiled at a figure wearing a straw hat in the direction of the sunlight.

A single sword can annihilate a thousand enemies, or deliver you a thousand miles away. PS: I've updated again~~

80 New Rules

"Hey, Uncle Yuan, bring the spirit stones! Don't play dumb!"

The courtyard was quiet; nothing special had happened in the past three days. The Dragon-Slaying Tournament had been going on for three days.

It can be said that there were layers of selection. There were no upsets in these three days. All the matches were won by the stronger team.

There were no strange signs during this period, and at least in Wei Tu's view, everything was arranged normally.

As for those lurking in the shadows, what are they waiting for?

He didn't have time to think about it for the time being, because something very unfortunate happened on the third day.

On this day, Qiao Zhiheng faced off against Ji Xiangwan of Yihua Palace, and the result was as expected.

However, the two still put on a spectacular duel in front of everyone, with Qiao Zhiheng unleashing forty-eight sword moves.

Ji Xiangwan drew her sword fifteen times.

Perhaps having anticipated the disparity in strength beforehand, Qiao Zhiheng's strategy was different from the start: the weaker party must take the initiative to attack, a consensus shared by almost all cultivators.

Thus, in this instance, Qiao Zhiheng launched his most beautiful attack to date.

He drew his sword swiftly, his sword energy crisscrossing.

The aura seemed endless, rushing towards Ji Xiangwan like a sudden storm, even forcing her to the edge of the arena on several occasions.

However, Ji Xiangwan, who seemed to be holding back her full strength, appeared to be very restrained, perhaps a little too cautious, which put her in a passive position.

Of course, the gap in strength between the two sides still exists.

Ji Xiangwan has clearly reached the peak of the Dragon Slayer Realm, while Qiao Zhiheng is struggling to even reach the mid-stage.

After these forty-eight sword strikes, Qiao Zhiheng's energy waned, and he was unable to continue. So Ji Xiangwan unleashed eighteen more sword strikes in succession.

If Qiao Zhiheng hadn't been so skilled in defense, he might not have been able to withstand even those eighteen sword strikes.

Although he lost, Qiao Zhiheng seemed very calm, and even... he was in the mood to chat and laugh with Yuan Wei.

Yuan Wei glared at him, his beard bristling, "You've already lost, and you still have the nerve to ask me for spirit stones?"

Qiao Zhiheng looked at Yuan Wei as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "I reckon even you, Uncle Yuan, can't beat that Ji Xiangwan. Isn't it normal for me to lose? Besides, this is a bet. How can you refuse to admit defeat after accepting a bet?"

Yuan Wei looked up at the sky and said, "It's not like I'm not going to give it to you... I don't have that many on me. I'll give them to you when we get back."

"What if you don't go back?"

"You brat, how come you're just like that kid surnamed Wei? Do you think I'd abandon my sect for a hundred spirit stones like you?!"

"That's hard to say..."

Wei Tu listened to the two arguing and walked over, amused.

He was in a good mood today because he had just defeated Chen Yuandu.

It was a victory that was expected; Chen Yuan didn't even manage to withstand a single sword strike from Wei Tu.

Wei Tu looked at the other person with regret, "I thought you had some skills and were just pretending to be stupid. It turns out you really have nothing and are genuinely stupid."

Chen Yuan was furious, repeatedly saying how Wei Tu would be made to look bad, and that his senior brother would definitely avenge him.

Wei Tu, of course, scoffed at it.

There's no need to pay special attention to what the defeated have to say.

Just listen to it for fun, that's enough.

"What are you talking about? What's the bet?"

Upon seeing Wei Tu approach, Qiao Zhiheng immediately shut up.

Yuan Wei continued to look up at the sky.

Seeing their strange expressions, Wei Tu said irritably, "Are you using me as a bet?"

"You know that too?"

Qiao Zhiheng looked at the boy in surprise.

"Nonsense! You all shut up when I came closer. Could it have been any more obvious? Tell me, what did you bet on me?"

Yuan Wei thought for a moment, his eyes darting around.

"Wei Tu... let me tell you, this bet was proposed by your Senior Brother Qiao, it has nothing to do with me. I've long felt that such a bet is immoral!"

Qiao Zhiheng's eyes widened. "Uncle-Master Yuan, would you really sell your integrity for a hundred spirit stones?! Didn't you agree so readily back then?"

"You fooled me!"

Wei Tu rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.

"What exactly did you two bet on? Tell me now."

Qiao Zhiheng's momentum immediately weakened, and he mumbled, "It's nothing... it's just that a few days ago, I bet you whether you'd come back to your room at night..."

"..."

Wei Tu thought for a moment. He had seen Bai Youwei that night, and then it was almost dawn. He did go back to his room, but it seemed he would only go back after dawn, so...

"Good heavens, a senior brother and a junior uncle, betting on something like this?"

Yuan Wei coughed and said seriously.

"You can't say things like that... Xiao Wei..."

"Who do you think you are? How dare you make fun of me? Do you know how hurtful this is to a junior like me? Do you believe I'll tell Uncle Lin?"

"Ah, this..."

Both Yuan Wei and Qiao Zhiheng showed expressions of apprehension.