Chapter 022: Likes Chubby Ones
“Are you kidding me? You want to play a game of chess with me?” The black-clothed disciple, named Jue Ya, who had been pursuing Qin Gou to Empty Orchid Valley, stared at Qin Gou with disbelief and amusement.
Qin Gou’s face remained unruffled, and he calmly said, “If I win, hand over the stolen spirit stones and pills. From now on, Chen Keshua will be my menial laborer and have no further association with you.”
Jue Ya gave Chen Keshua a cold glance and grinned sinisterly, “Just you? A regular disciple who joined less than a month ago?”
“Just me.”
“What if I don’t agree?” Jue Ya pouted playfully.
Qin Gou sighed and shrugged.
“We also want to see the true strength of Master Qin.”
Suddenly, footsteps echoed. In a short moment, forty to fifty new disciples gathered in Qin Gou’s courtyard, surrounding him and Jue Ya.
“If you don’t agree, Senior Brother Jue Ya, you’ll stay here today,” Qin Gou said with a gentle smile.
Veins bulged on Jue Ya’s forehead, and he roared furiously, “How dare you threaten me?”
“I heard Senior Brother Jue Ya has been here for many years. How come you still don’t understand the rules of the Seed Demon Sacred Cult? ‘Threaten’?” Qin Gou rubbed his fists together, and the crowd erupted in laughter.
They had fantasized countless times about teaching an arrogant senior disciple a lesson within the stern environment of the Seed Demon Sacred Cult.
“Fine, you’ve got guts!” Jue Ya glared at Qin Gou, his eyes radiating hostility. “Then tell me, if you lose, what benefits will I get?”
Qin Gou took out five high-grade spirit stones from his Nas Void Ring and played with them in his hand.
Jue Ya’s pupils contracted, and he immediately grinned sinisterly, “I agree.”
“Please, Senior Brother Jue Ya, head to the Spellcasting Arena,” Qin Gou said, extending his hand with a smile.
“I’m afraid you don’t dare to come.”
Jue Ya summoned a small sword-shaped artifact called the Sky-Fostering Artifact and flew away.
Qin Gou, leading dozens of new disciples, including Shen Tianyin, Cao Yilin, and Chen Keshua, set off for the Spellcasting Arena in a grand procession that drew many stares.
***
A stunning beauty in a form-fitting black dress, Gu Feiyan, arrived at the crowded Spellcasting Arena, surrounded by several subordinates.
Wherever she passed, people would spontaneously clear a wide path for her.
Gu Feiyan furrowed her dark eyebrows slightly and spoke with her red lips parted, “Why are so many people gathered at the Spellcasting Arena today?”
“I’ll immediately help Senior Sister Gu expel these annoying guys for you?” a male disciple asked.
Gu Feiyan waved him off, “I just want to know the reason.”
Another female disciple explained, “It is said that a newly initiated disciple challenged Jue Ya with five high-grade spirit stones as a wager. If he wins, he will take away a menial laborer from Jue Ya’s side.”
“Jue Ya, that idiot,” Gu Feiyan’s clear, beautiful eyes flashed with sharpness. “I had originally arranged for Sun Yushu to be his opponent to test his progress. Now he has to fight a newcomer first? Hmph, the original plan will not change. If he loses too badly to Sun Yushu later, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
The female disciple nodded, “However, that new disciple is a bit strange. Although he joined not long ago, he can rally so many people to cheer for him. It’s truly peculiar.”
“That little menial laborer must be very beautiful,” Gu Feiyan asked with a smile.
“What?”
“That little menial laborer that Jue Ya is betting on.” Gu Feiyan chuckled wickedly, “Someone is willing to spend five high-grade spirit stones for her, so this little menial laborer must not be simple.”
“That little menial laborer… is a man, a chubby little guy with a round head!” the female disciple said somewhat awkwardly.
Gu Feiyan’s smile froze on her face. After a moment of thought, her pretty face contorted into a strange expression, “Does he like men? And chubby ones?”
The female disciple covered her mouth and giggled, “This Cultivation World truly has all sorts of people.”
***
At the Spellcasting Arena, Qin Gou keenly noticed Gu Feiyan’s graceful and radiant figure. Mu Man’er’s information was indeed correct; his Master hadn’t doted on her in vain.
However, for some unknown reason, Qin Gou felt that Gu Feiyan had been looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. Her clear, captivating eyes seemed to hold intense emotions that she wanted to express but couldn’t, leaving Qin Gou utterly confused.
Could it be that his appearance, transformed by the ‘Perfect Disguise Talisman,’ perfectly matched Gu Feiyan’s ideal partner, making her heart flutter with affection?
“Are both of you ready?” a black-clothed deacon calmly scanned Qin Gou and Jue Ya.
“Yes.”
Qin Gou and Jue Ya said in unison.
“Hand over your wagers to me for safekeeping. The winner will receive them directly after the spellcasting battle,” the black-clothed deacon continued.
Qin Gou produced five high-grade spirit stones, wrapped them in spiritual power, and sent them to the deacon. On Jue Ya’s side, the chubby Chen Keshua shyly walked up to the deacon.
From the corner of his eye, Qin Gou clearly felt Gu Feiyan’s shoulders tremble slightly when Chen Keshua appeared, which further puzzled him.
However, none of this was important. Qin Gou’s main objective this time was to make Gu Feiyan aware of his existence in the Seed Demon Sacred Cult and leave a good impression on her.
According to Mu Man’er, unbeknownst to outsiders, Gu Feiyan detested people who constantly flattered and showed off in front of her. Such individuals, no matter how passionately they spoke, would be severely punished by Gu Feiyan. She preferred to be an observer, discovering true beauty and seeing reality with her own eyes.
Yang Buchu, who was still kneeling as punishment, was a prime example of someone who didn’t understand this and had triggered Gu Feiyan’s wrath. It was only because Gu Feiyan was in a good mood that day that she only whipped him once and even gave him a chance to fulfill his wish. If Yang Buchu had done something similar at another time, Gu Feiyan might have cruelly toyed with him.
Qin Gou clearly remembered the system’s assessment of her… spoiled and willful, having harmed countless people.
“You may begin,” the black-clothed deacon pointed his hand to the sky, his voice amplified by spiritual power, echoing across the entire Spellcasting Arena.
A black short staff appeared in Qin Gou’s palm. Jue Ya formed a mystical seal and summoned the prototype of his Natal Spirit Tool. The spirit tool was already quite developed, and it vaguely resembled a white-glowing… paper kite?
“Have Sun Yushu come here immediately to prepare. This spellcasting battle will end quickly,” Gu Feiyan said, stretching her alluring body with curves on full display, to her subordinate. “That boy hasn’t summoned his spirit tool prototype. I’m afraid he plans to rely on surprise. Once he has this idea, it means he doesn’t believe he can defeat Jue Ya head-on. Coupled with the insurmountable gap in their realms and cultivation, he is bound to lose.”
