Chapter 18: Chapter Eighteen: Where Does This Face Come From?

Everyone's gaze gathered on Wei Yuning.

"Can I refuse?" Wei Yuning said loudly.

Facing Qing Cong's jealous expression, he really felt a bit depressed—who knows how he suddenly got involved with this kind of "second-generation rich," and moreover, it was a second-generation rich who seemed mentally abnormal. Wei Yuning doesn't fear normal people; he fears lunatics, because these people's behavior cannot be judged by common sense. Although in the bull's eyes he is also a lunatic, but he's fake. When a fake lunatic meets a real lunatic, it's still best to yield.

"What's wrong, junior brother? Aren't you going to give me, Qing Cong, any face?" Qing Cong stepped out from the crowd.

Wei Yuning really wanted to say, "Where the hell do you get your face?" but the situation was stronger than him, so he forced a smile: "Senior Brother Qing Cong, your status is noble, your appearance extraordinary, your face is naturally huge; since Senior Brother Qing Cong keeps asking, I'll give him face and exchange a few moves with everyone."

The onlookers weren't fools; although Wei Yuning's words had no obvious flaw, they sounded awkward, and most people's expressions were as exciting as could be.

Qing Cong, however, remained calm, saying, "That's perfect!" His expression remained arrogant.

"Pfft," the Fairy Maiden Fengwu beside Qing Cong suddenly laughed, "Senior Brother Qing Cong, this junior brother is quite interesting!"

Wei Yuning's heart jolted; he couldn't help but take another look at this beautiful female cultivator of the Azure Phoenix Sect, thinking, "Could this female cultivator bear a grudge against me?"

"Alright, since we're sparring, let's get on with it. The marriage alliance between the two sects is supposed to be a joyous occasion; we shouldn't fight with weapons. Let's stick to the morning's old rule: compete by striking the wooden dummy to decide victory. I and Fairy Maiden Yunyan will jointly host; the winner gets a reward from me, haha!" Qing Cong hadn't finished speaking when Hongzhi suddenly shouted loudly.

After saying that, he gave Fairy Yunyan a stern glance, then glared at Qing Cong.

As the highest authority among them, Hongzhi had spoken; not even Qing Cong, let alone Fairy Maiden Yunyan, could say anything in response.

Just like that, in a daze, Wei Yuning joined the contest among the ten victors.

"As for the victors, I also have a special reward!" Fairy Maiden Yunyan said softly.

Wei Yuning walked into the inner circle and stood together with the ten victorious cultivators. Hongzhi and Yunyan stood side by side; Hongzhi's expression was cold, while Yunyan still wore a full smile, and the two had completely lost their earlier cheerful banter.

"Junior Nephew Qing Cong, since you're attending the marriage alliance conference, you should also join the final match. Although you're a direct disciple and somewhat special, Junior Nephew Wei Yuning is even more special—hasn't he already joined?" Steward Hongzhi said to Qing Cong beside Fairy Maiden Fengwu.

Although Qing Cong wasn't participating in the match, he stood tightly behind Fairy Maiden Fengwu, and those unaware still thought he would also be competing.

Upon hearing that, Qing Cong raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Since Uncle Master has ordered, I naturally dare not disobey!"

The three victorious female cultivators of the Azure Phoenix Sect were Fengwu, Fengqi, and Qiuhu. Qiuhu was an ordinary-looking female cultivator, lacking the tall, beautiful grace of the Three Phoenixes of the Azure Phoenix Sect; even standing alongside other female cultivators of the sect, she paled in comparison. However, her expression was calm and indifferent, as if worldly matters meant nothing to her.

Obviously, she was a female cultivator who had not trained in the art of allure.

If she hadn't won the match, Wei Yuning would surely have no impression of her; it's not that she's ugly, but her appearance is too ordinary, like the most common woman on a street or village corner, hard to remember.

Precisely because her appearance was too ordinary, Wei Yuning couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. Seeing Wei Yuning's frequent gaze, the two female cultivators Fengwu and Fengqi standing together thought he was looking at them; they both smiled openly and stared straight at Wei Yuning without embarrassment.

Fengwu's companion Qing Cong immediately furrowed his brows, gazing at Wei Yuning with a displeased look.

Wei Yuning hastily withdrew his gaze, but his mind suddenly felt a haze; he forgot that female cultivator's appearance again. "Something feels off?" he thought, feeling somewhat unusual.