Chapter 135

A glint of interest flickered in Ximen Wudi's eyes.

In his heart, he was faintly looking forward to the scene of Li Taibai meeting the two women, Qingguo and Mount Qingcheng, in person.

Thinking about it, that must be quite amusing!

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As he thought on and on.

In Ximen Wudi's unhurried gaze, a sudden flash of playfulness appeared.

"Miss Baoqin."

"This servant is here, Master. What are your orders?"

Zhao Min— no, Miss Baoqin froze for a moment, but her hands never stopped moving as she answered.

"Take these two tokens and deliver them to those two ladies."

Ximen Wudi unhurriedly drew out two Qinglong Society tokens.

On his plain expression, a trace of amusement flickered.

The moment these words were spoken.

Not only Miss Baoqin and Jiang Yuyan.

Even Lu Linxuan and the four sword attendants Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju reacted in turn.

Among them.

Lu Linxuan's reaction was the greatest.

She seemed to have imagined some scene in her head.

That delicate, easily-bruised little face was now flushed bright red.

Her shoulders kept heaving; clearly, she was holding back with great difficulty.

"Yes!"

Coming back to her senses.

Miss Baoqin hurriedly reached out and took the tokens.

Then her figure moved, and she chased off in the direction Qingguo and Mount Qingcheng had left.

"Young Master, you're so wicked."

She poured another cup of tea.

Jiang Yuyan's face was one of helpless amusement.

It was foreseeable.

With the Qinglong Society tokens.

It probably wouldn't be long.

Before Qingguo and Mount Qingcheng could track down Li Taibai.

When that time came.

That scene of utter chaos—tsk tsk tsk...

Ximen Wudi smiled faintly.

In fact.

He really did plan to set a trap for Li Taibai.

Who told this fellow to always show off in front of him for no reason?

If he didn't teach him a little lesson, who knew how cocky he'd get later on!

At the same time.

He also wanted to use this chance to make Li Taibai rein in his temperament.

Lest he think all day long about showing off before others.

One must know, the Mythical Realm still has the Heart Demon Tribulation!

If he lost control when the time came, the fun would be enormous!

Very soon.

Miss Baoqin completed her task and hurried back.

Over the next few days.

Ximen Wudi didn't really go out either.

Every day, aside from drinking tea.

He had Jiang Yuyan, Miss Baoqin, Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju, as well as Lu Linxuan and the others, spar with each other.

As for facing such a group of little beauties.

Whether some clueless person would jump out and cause trouble.

He didn't worry about this at all.

Because.

Apart from the subordinates arranged by the Shopkeeper.

Wu Xingyun had also arranged quite a few hands before leaving.

All for the sake of not letting anyone disturb him.

Time slipped swiftly away.

In the blink of an eye.

There were less than five days left until the date of the Huashan Sword Discussion.

And martial artists from all over the Nine Provinces, having heard the news and rushed over, had also gathered here in twos and threes.

Perhaps it was because of Song Huang's grand gesture.

Apart from the Gedamen Sect and the unaffiliated cultivators.

Even the Great Song Imperial Court had dispatched Ancestor Sunflower to take full charge of organizing this matter.

As the crowd surged.

Huashan, once rarely visited by anyone, became noisy and bustling.

Excitement and anticipation shone on the faces of countless martial artists.

The expectation in their eyes was not concealed in the slightest.

The only slight imperfection was.

The heavens were not cooperating.

The weather, usually clear and boundless.

Seemed to have caught the scent of "a storm about to come, the wind filling the tower," and had grown somewhat gloomy.

Even the surrounding air felt stifling and oppressive.

"Hiss!! That's way too many people, isn't it? How does it feel like the entire Zhoumen Sect has shown up?!"

"Pfft~ What's there to be surprised about? Not to mention Song Huang's grand gesture with that two-thousand-year spirit medicine, just the big melon from Yunzhou Shaolin alone is enough to draw plenty of people."

"That's right, that's right, this is nothing yet. When the sword debate day comes, perhaps we might even catch a glimpse of the brilliance of a Heavenly Being Realm powerhouse!"

"Whether it's a melon or not, I don't really care. I just want to see if I can learn a trick or two on the day of the competition. Who knows, maybe I'm a hidden gem too! It's just that my talent hasn't awakened yet!"

"Brother, pardon the bold question, just how high a pillow do you need to dream a dream like yours?!"

"..."

He seemed to have been startled by the luxurious lineup before his eyes.

Countless unaffiliated cultivators began whispering and chattering among themselves.

Making the already noisy scene even more chaotic.

Until the arrivals from the Wushumen Sect knit their brows tightly.

And the disciples of each faction following behind them.

Stared angrily at these people one after another.

If not for considering it somewhat untimely.

They would probably have long been unable to hold back and snapped at them.

Just at this moment.

A squad of people came rushing over from afar with great fanfare.