Chapter 138: Might lose

Midsummer vanished in the blink of an eye, and a lingering light rain descended upon Shengjing.

Ji You was currently sitting in a teahouse in Chunhua Lane, watching the rain falling outside, water droplets continuously dripping along the roof tiles.

For the entire summer, he had been refining his physical body, but even now, he was only at the thirteenth Dim Illumination.

Because cultivation that breaks through boundaries is truly too difficult for oneself.

At this time of year, not many days remained until the Autumn Battle.

Cao Jingsong ran to his courtyard every day, giving many instructions, looking even more nervous than he was.

After all, in his eyes, Ji You was the pride of their Fengzhou.

And this thought was not held by him alone; the Governor of Fengzhou seemed to feel the same way, so after the Great Heat, this Governor personally made a trip to Shengjing and met him through the introduction of Xiang Kuangcheng.

The Governor of Fengzhou was probably nearly fifty years old, speaking with a northern accent that sounded quite cordial.

And his purpose in meeting Ji You was actually consistent with what Pei Ruyi had said: to discuss the matter of him establishing a noble family or an immortal manor in Fengzhou.

For most people, the Autumn Battle was a minor affair, but the commotion caused by the coming and going was larger than imagined.

Even Princess Changle, daughter of the Prince of Chong, had sent an invitation through Wei Rui, wanting to host a banquet for Ji You.

On the eve of the Beginning of Autumn, everything was in a mess, and Ji the Bandit only found some leisure today, intending to busy himself with his main profession.

So he went to the Sword Trial Forest, watched the scene of women like Lu Qingqiu drenched in sweat while dancing with swords, then took away Bai Rulong, who was about to build a nest in the Sword Trial Forest, and robbed him of two taels of silver to go drink tea.

"The Autumn Battle is divided into the Inner Court and the Outer Court; it is not just the one for entering the court, but many matches will happen simultaneously."

"For example, those students in the Outer Court who are about to leave the court will have a competition at the end."

"However, these duels rarely attract attention, because everyone's gaze is basically placed on the most important one, which is the struggle for the Outer Court to enter the Inner Court."

"In addition, the five halls of the Inner Court will also compete with each other at this time in previous years; the Holy Halls that already have personal disciples often stop at a touch, while the duels without personal disciples are very serious, actually also for that position of personal disciple."

"Therefore, before the Autumn Battle begins, many cultivators will appear in Shengjing to join in the fun, some from immortal manors, some from noble families."

Ban Yangshu was also holding a teacup at this moment, watching the wheels turn as he spoke to explain.

Loving to watch people fight is engraved in the genes of the human race.

Ji You looked at the carriage flags with family emblems under the city tower: "So fond of watching fights."

"It's not just loving to watch fights; many noble families or immortal manors will invite some who are about to leave the court at this time to serve as family retainers."

Pei Ruyi nodded: "Back then, I also received invitations from several immortal manors, but I just felt unwilling to leave the court like this, so I refused those invitations and joined the Management Court."

Wen Zhengxin couldn't help but interject at this time: "It wasn't this many in previous years, at most just some scattered noble family disciples, but this year's Autumn Battle is different, because many people are here to see Chu He, and incidentally to see you, Ji Shidi."

"The Chu family is already famous throughout the world; although they have no orthodoxy, they are called the Eighth Great Immortal Sect, and many people will be interested in the duel of the Chu family's second son."

"As for you, Ji Shidi, after the ruins and the Sword Forest incident, your attraction might be even greater than the Chu family members."

Ji You turned his head to look at Bai Rulong at this time: "Actually, Rulong the Long Xiandi could also have reached Profound Understanding before the Autumn Battle, but unfortunately, all his time was spent going to the Sword Forest to watch female cultivators dance with swords."

Bai Rulong was holding a teacup at this time: "Even if I worked hard, it would be useless; how could I possibly beat you?"

"If it were previous years, Ji Shidi Bai would have had a chance to enter the Inner Court if he worked hard, but this year is indeed too difficult."

Ban Yangshu spoke extremely nicely, comforting Bai Rulong, who had just been robbed of silver to treat them to tea.

But his words were not entirely just for comfort.

Because if there were no Ji You and Chu He, Bai Rulong's talent would be considered ranked in the Outer Court, and he might not have had no chance.

Therefore, timing is also a very important thing for cultivators.

Ji You murmured while looking at the falling rain outside the window: "Not to hide from you Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, I feel that I might lose to that Chu He this time."

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Hearing this sentence, Wen Zhengxin, Ban Yangshu, and Pei Ruyi all had their eyes stunned.

Even Bai Rulong, who was always only interested in rounded buttocks, couldn't help but turn his head to look, a touch of incredulity appearing in his eyes.

Although the Chu family has a deep foundation, one really can't say that Ji You entering the Inner Court is a certainty until the end, but in their view, Ji Shidi Ji wouldn't be cowardly before the battle.

Especially for a sword cultivator like him, if the sword heart is cowardly first, the sword Qi will naturally weaken.

Ban Yangshu couldn't help but lean forward: "Ji Shidi, you must not have such thoughts. No matter how deep the Chu family's foundation is, they can't let that Chu He directly enter the Merging with the Dao Realm. How can you think you will lose? What exactly happened?"

Ji You turned his head to look at them: "Some problems have never been solved until now."

"What problem? Say it out, we will solve it together!" Pei Ruyi spoke without hesitation.

"My sword was broken at Lingjian Mountain, later they only compensated me with one, and it's not very easy to use. Can Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters pool some money for Ji Shidi to buy a sword..."

Rulong the Long Xiandi seemed to see through everything, thinking to himself that I knew it was like this.

Robbing his own two taels of silver without putting it in his pocket, and still wanting to treat so many people to tea, this was not his style to begin with.

Sure enough, this was to use two taels of silver to pry for more silver.

But Ji You was truly not lying; he really had no money to buy a sword.

That day on Lingjian Mountain, Ding Yao's nagging mockery of him relying on a rich woman led him to take the one Shang Senior Xi Yao gave him, but that sword was said to be rare in the world, and it was not easy to draw in public.

If you don't have a sword, what's the point of fighting? Wouldn't you just lose directly?

So under this drizzling rain, the three of Ban Yangshu pooled a table of broken silver for Ji You, and then each of them fell into silence.

Other cultivators wanting to enter the Inner Court have headaches about realms, means, and techniques.

But Ji Shidi's headache is having no money to buy a sword; this is truly magical enough to laugh someone to death.

"This... this amount is barely enough for you to buy three swords."

Pei Ruyi heard Wen Zhengxin speak and couldn't help but shake her head: "No, two."

Wen Zhengxin looked at him: "Are three enough?"

"Chu He's sword must be the best, not to mention a divine weapon, but it must be a top-grade spirit sword. If you buy some ordinary swords, they might be cut off on the spot, so even two are barely enough, only enough for one."

Ji You also looked at the silver in front of him, pondered for a long time, and then spoke: "It's okay, there's still Cao Jiaoxi."

Pei Ruyi looked up at him: "Not necessarily, the old man was complaining to me yesterday, saying that your food and drink for this whole month of seclusion were paid by him, and now he has no money left."

"Ding Shijie underestimates Cao Jiaoxi too much. He has been an instructor at the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan for so many years, how could he not save a single cent?"

"Cao Jiaoxi might not give it to you."

"Possibly."

Ji You spoke gloomily: "He bet one hundred spirit stones with Wang Jiaoxi Ma and Wang Jiaoxi Ding. If I lose, the two of us are finished."

Hearing this, the four people at the tea table suddenly held their breath.

The two of them can only pool seven swords; a poor person is indeed not worthy of entering the Inner Court.

The five people finished the tea, then propped up oil-paper umbrellas, stepped into the drizzling rain, and walked toward the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan, intending to witness Cao Jiaoxi's fate with their own eyes.

However, what they didn't expect was that when they walked back to the Bishui Lake Ya Garden, they saw a disciple of the Management Court waiting at the door.

They recognized this Management Court disciple; he was usually responsible for delivering letters and packages in the courtyard.

At this time, he was holding seven long swords overflowing with spiritual light, each of which was of top-grade quality and brand new.

When seeing these swords, Ji You couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity, because he had seen each sword with his own eyes.

And Ban Yangshu, Wen Zhengxin, and Pei Ruyi, who followed behind him, widened their eyes, thinking to themselves who was so understanding of Ji Shidi's poverty, actually sending a timely rain at this time.

"Ji Shidi Ji, your swords, sent from Nanhua City."

As the voice fell, everyone looked at each other, and in addition to surprise, they couldn't help but open their mouths wide, thinking what a capable fiancée.

Ji Shidi Ji is now considered to be doing well, really relying on a rich woman.

Ji You at this time reached out to take the long swords, his expression also somewhat stunned.

The Little Jianzhu of Lingjian Mountain had already gone into seclusion in the middle of last month, and it had been about half a month now, saying she wanted to charge a realm and told Ji You not to disturb her, finding him noisy.

But in reality, she wanted a hug every time she saw Ji You and couldn't calm her mind to comprehend the Dao at all.

So beauty is truly a disaster, and it's no wonder Ji You would call himself a red-faced disaster.

However, Ji You didn't expect that she had actually prepared these swords in advance and calculated the day to send them over.

At the same time, Cao Jingsong was walking from the Wang Jiaoxi Court, along Bishui Lake to the front of Ji You's courtyard, intending to talk to him about the arrangements for the Autumn Battle.

However, before he could speak, he saw the five people standing in front of the courtyard all staring at him, their eyes somewhat strange.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Wang Jiaoxi, congratulations on saving your life..."

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At the same time, in front of the divine path in front of Nishan, a carriage surrounded by pearls and emeralds drove toward the mountain gate, attracting many gazes from teahouses and taverns.

That carriage was incomparably luxurious, even the canopy was cast from gold, and the carriage curtains were embroidered with a complete map of ascending to the sky in broad daylight.

Looking through the curtains hanging from the edge of the canopy, the Chu family's second son was sitting cross-legged inside, and then drove into the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan.

There were already disciples near the Heavenly Tian Shuyuan's Ascending Immortal White Jade Terrace, and at this time, following the sound, they saw the carriage slowly stop, and Chu He got off the carriage.

His expression was somewhat arrogant, and his aura was mysterious and profound.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 139 =====