These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

He's so handsome. Even standing among so many young people, he's still so good-looking. You hardly need to look for him; you can easily spot him with your eyes.

Growing strong like a big tree.

She turned her head to look at the young woman beside her who seemed indifferent and calm, as if she didn't care about any of these things.

"Congratulations, Senior Sister Jiang Jiang!"

Luo Beihuang smiled and presented Su Muzhe with both hands. In truth, given her status, no one would dare to criticize her no matter how she gave him the gift. However, she was one of the women that the young man could neither live without nor give up. Since he liked her so much, she must be someone worthy of his admiration.

The girl's thoughts were very simple.

When Jiang Ying saw this girl, she rarely smiled. Although it was only for a very brief moment, it made the person in front of her feel genuine joy.

"Thank you."

Jiang Ying accepted Su Muzhe's gift.

When Su Muzhe came into her hands, she seemed to sense something; the sword in the scabbard seemed to vibrate slightly and make a soft hum.

She knew this wasn't an illusion.

The rest was simple: distribute the various rewards, and Yuan Wei and Lin Ruoyin took care of all that.

As for the rewards for second and third place, they seem much less significant compared to the Su Muzhe sword. After all, the Cangqing Sect is willing to give a token reward and won't really empty their coffers. No one would be a sucker like that.

As for the young talents who came to participate in the Dragon Slaying Tournament, they didn't really covet these things. What they wanted was a good reputation so that they could pave a brighter future in the Immortal Continent.

"how do you feel?"

The girl holding Su Muzhe came to his side.

Wei Tu asked softly.

Jiang Ying looked up at Wei Tu, then handed the sword to him, saying, "This is yours."

Wei Tu shook his head, "This is yours."

"But……"

"There are no 'buts', Senior Sister, do you like this sword?"

Jiang Ying hesitated for a moment, and the scabbard trembled.

As if sensing something, she pulled the sword away slightly in front of the boy.

In that instant, a radiant light enveloped Jiang Ying's face, making the girl appear holy and innocent.

She looked at it for a long time, then sheathed the sword and stared intently at Wei Tu.

"Hmm... I like it."

"That's it then, which proves it belongs to you. Besides, I already have Shen Tu, so giving it to me would be a waste. What do you say, Senior Sister?"

Jiang Ying hesitated for a moment, and Wei Tu thought that he had not persuaded her enough.

But to his surprise, Jiang Ying looked up the next moment and stared at him with her innocent big eyes, asking a question.

"Is this a gift from my junior brother?"

"...Senior sister."

Wei Tu smiled and patted the girl's head.

But I felt that this was not enough to make up for the bittersweet feeling in my heart.

He held her in his arms, letting her scent envelop him.

He smelled the scent of the girl's hair and said firmly, "Su Muzhe is my gift, and even I am a gift for my senior sister."

The girl who smiled contentedly in the boy's arms had no idea.

In Wei Tu's heart, she was already the most valuable gift that he could never repay with anything.

Although the Dragon Slaying Tournament has come to an end, many things remain unresolved, only becoming more obvious and clear.

For example, the Xuanling Sect and Yihua Palace were unusually quiet after the Dragon Slaying Tournament ended.

It seemed as if they had completely disappeared, but in reality, they had not yet left the territory of the Azure Sect.

However, it's not something we need to consider right now.

It was a rare occasion for Lin Ruoyin to suggest having a drink together in the courtyard.

Enjoying drinks and conversation at the dinner table.

Qiao Zhiheng seemed to have won some bet again, which made Yuan Wei furious and say that Qiao Zhiheng had been corrupted by him.

Wei Tu was also at a loss for words, and then together with Qiao Zhiheng, they poured countless bottles of wine into Yuan Wei's cup. The old man slumped in his chair, not saying a word for a long time.

Qiao Zhiheng shook his hand and realized that the old man was asleep sitting there.

Under the moonlight, Mu Xitong and Lin Ruoyin also drank quite a bit.

Clearly, this relieved Lin Ruoyin of a lot of pressure, and she was unusually kind and gentle to the boy not far away.

"I estimate that it will be another hundred years before we see a young person like you again."

Wei Tu smiled and said, "Talented people emerge in every generation, but that's not necessarily true. Besides, this is just the beginning for us."

"Yes... I knew you could get first place, and I can understand why you gave it to Jiang Ying. Although many people might see it as squandering money to win a beauty's smile, I admire you. Not everyone can put aside their current fame and fortune, but you can. That makes you better than many men who only talk about righteousness but become despicable when faced with problems."

This seems to be the highest praise Lin Ruoyin could give herself.

Wei Tu didn't say anything sarcastic. Instead, he raised his wine glass to Lin Ruoyin and said, "It's best that Uncle Lin understands. I was worried that Uncle Lin would scold me when we got back."

This casual joke was just to ease the atmosphere a little and prevent it from becoming too formal and heavy.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ruoyin gave him a smile that was beautiful beyond compare and contained no hint of sarcasm.

"So, in your heart, I'm such a bad person."

The genuine smile, the unintentional flush on her cheeks from being drunk, and the most instinctive girlishness in her tone left Wei Tu slightly stunned by the contrast.

Lin Ruoyin seemed a little puzzled that Wei Tu hadn't answered her question, so she blinked.

Oh no, this action looks even more natural and cute.

As a result, Wei Tu revealed his true nature.

"Uncle Lin is so cute..."

"..."

Lin Ruoyin put down her wine glass, turned around and left.

Mu Xitong, who was holding the little fox, was still wondering.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Lin Ruoyin didn't even turn her head, and spoke in a somewhat strange voice.

"You've had too much to drink, take a rest."

Mu Xitong looked over curiously, and then saw Wei Tu, whose actions and expression seemed somewhat awkward.

She seemed to understand something instantly, and said thoughtfully, "You little brat, you really couldn't resist making a move on Ruoyin after all."

"Don't talk nonsense... I'm a gentleman."

"boom!"

Lin Ruoyin returned to her room and slammed the door shut.

Then he pressed the back of his hand against his cheek.

"Damn it...why is it so hot!"

It's normal for people to part ways after a meal; even the most harmonious gatherings will eventually come to an end.

Wei Tu laboriously escorted the completely drunk Qiao Zhiheng and Yuan Wei to their room. There was no other way, since all that was left were women, and he was the only one who could do this job.

Looking at the two men lying on the bed, one on each side.

He was still there, talking nonsense.

"Old Yuan...you still owe me three hundred spirit stones. Go back and give them to me! Don't think you can renege on your debt just because you're old!"

Three hundred? Wasn't it only one hundred a few days ago?

Yuan Wei, with great effort, turned over and kicked Qiao Zhiheng in the butt.

"You brat... I'm your martial uncle!"

"Even between brothers... accounts should be settled clearly... What kind of person is this 'Uncle-Master'?!"

"...If you won't give it to me, then so be it!"

"..."

These two are truly something else; not only are their drinking manners terrible, but their gambling manners are equally appalling.

Fortunately, I've never lost a bet, and as for anyone trying to renege on their bet... well, there aren't many people who would dare to.

Soon the room was filled with a symphony of snoring, one high-pitched and the other deep and resonant.

Wei Tu left without even turning his head.

It's not that I don't want to sleep here, it's that they don't welcome me.

Just as Wei Tu was looking for a 'suitable' place to 'stay overnight'.

But in the moonlit courtyard, there was a lonely and thin figure.

They are meticulously cleaning up the mess.

She would occasionally wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Then, meticulously, they cleared away the dishes, glasses, and trash.

The moonlight shone on her figure, and Wei Tu leaned against the tree, thinking naturally.

The Immortal Continent is never short of aloof and stunningly beautiful fairies who live a solitary life and are detached from worldly affairs.

But there are also girls who demonstrate their vitality through the simplest actions and the most tenacious survival.

To be alive is beautiful, and to defy fate is even more breathtaking. PS: Update times are getting increasingly unsettling... I can feel it myself.