Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

The two immediately made up. Tan Suiting pursed her lips and stopped arguing, while Xie Weixing whimpered as he wiped Tan Suiting's tears, saying that he would go to Grandma Li's place tomorrow and that being a pig wasn't so bad.

Seeing him bring up old grievances, Tan Suiting felt a little embarrassed and turned her head away: "I've already admitted my mistake. I cried because you're moving out. I wasn't pretending to be pitiful; I genuinely wanted to cry. I didn't do anything wrong."

"You're quite good at sophistry," Xie Weixing chuckled. "How could His Highness the Crown Prince be wrong? It's my fault for not serving you well... Go to sleep."

Tan Suiting blinked and pulled the blanket up a little.

[You two can keep going, Demon Ball Couple. Every time I see Xie Weixing deliberately tease Xiaolong and then try to coax him, I feel like he deserves it.]

[I love it when you two are like this, talking quietly, like two little animals lying together, holding hands, turning your soft bellies out for each other to touch.]

[The family fortune is so cute]

May you be happy forever, Long Kun.

*

Xie Weixing felt like he was a father of two. After coaxing Tan Suiting to rest, he came out and saw Yu Xintang sitting at the table, holding the Jianxuan Fuling in a daze, not knowing what she was doing.

It looks like they're performing a ritual.

Xie Weixing took a deep breath: "What are you doing?"

Yu Xintang completely ignored him, her mind focused on the talismans in front of her, chanting incantations.

"He's telling fortunes," Fu Yao said, sitting to the side with her legs crossed, "to find out if she and Jian Xuan Fu Ling have a karmic entanglement."

Xie Weixing couldn't catch his breath and slapped the man on the head: "Stop telling fortunes, okay? We're going to play this afternoon, and you're still going on and on."

"No need to calculate. I'll tell you right now, you're destined to grow old with Jianxuan Fuling for the rest of your life."

"Ah!" Yu Xintang jumped up like a cat startled by a shock. "Don't curse me!"

"Okay, okay," Xie Weixing didn't want to argue with him, so she raised her hand to indicate that she was surrendering. "So what exactly do you want? Is there anything I can do to help you?"

A glimmer of hope shone in Yu Xintang's eyes.

"Besides accepting this lousy calligraphy brush for you."

Yu Xintang's face instantly went expressionless.

A moment of silence.

"I can't master it," Young Master Yu sighed. "It's too complicated."

This was a huge blow to a genius who, from a young age, could learn anything he wanted to learn instantly.

Xie Weixing snorted coldly in his heart.

If a genius can't master the Genius Talisman, a genius gay man might not necessarily master it as well.

"Why don't you take it first?" Yu Xintang made one foolish move after another. "I'll get it back from you after I've regained my senses, how about that?"

"You've come to the wrong place, sir," Xie Weixing said expressionlessly, his lips twitching. "This isn't Pinduoduo's 'use now, pay later' service."

"Stop arguing," Fu Yao said, her head aching. "The draw results are in. This afternoon you'll be fighting the Tianxuan Sect."

Yu Xintang raised an eyebrow, stopped her foolishness, and turned to ask, "Tianxuan Sect, what a coincidence?"

Shen Chunri yawned and glanced at Nie Zhao's tightly closed door.

"It's a case of meeting on a narrow path," Fu Yao chuckled. "You've fought them at Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, haven't you? How strong were you?" "Wei Qiqing was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm back then, and he should be at the middle or late stage now," Xie Weixing said. "Nie Shiyun has higher talent than him, and he should also be at the Nascent Soul Realm now."

"I stayed to watch their match yesterday," Fu Yao said, sitting in a chair with her hand supporting her chin. "Nie Shiyun only made a few simple moves; it was mostly Wei Qiqing and that medicine cultivator named Lu Qingyou who were fighting. Their cultivation levels are probably around the Nascent Soul stage."

"Nie Shiyun, didn't really do anything?" Shen Chunri asked, squinting in confusion.

There are only two possibilities if you don't take action.

The first type has low attack power, like those two medicine and formation cultivators from Zixiao Palace today, who could only hide behind the team to provide support.

The second type is to hide one's strength, like when Xie Weixing fought against the Qingyun Sword Sect that day, he didn't make many moves throughout the entire fight.

They had all witnessed Nie Shiyun's strength; in terms of explosive power alone, he was even comparable to Xie Weixing, so it had nothing to do with his weak attack power.

"What kind of riddle is the Tianxuan Sect playing at?" Yu Xintang frowned slightly. "Could it be that her cultivation level is now above Wei Qiqing's?"

Wei Qiqing was at most at the late Nascent Soul stage, and was more than ten years older than her.

Is it possible for someone to make such rapid progress in such a short period of time?

"You're just kidding us," Shen Chunri's lips twitched. "It's not like I haven't fought her before. Back then, the best she could beat was me, a medicine cultivator. Now she dares to brag like this?"

"In short, be careful," Fu Yao glanced at her, "Hasn't Yun Yiwei from Zixiao Palace made you more aware today? There are more than just a few geniuses like you, and other sects aren't stupid either. The personal disciples they take in will definitely not be bad. Besides, this is just the Spirit Realm Grand Competition. If you continue on, the opponents you face will only get stronger."

Shen Chunri blinked, feigning innocence, and mumbled, "I understand, Junior Uncle."

"We've already won two matches, so we're practically guaranteed to advance to the second stage of the competition," Xie Weixing said casually, knocking over a teacup and pouring out half a cup of tea. He traced a path along the water droplets with his finger. "So it doesn't matter if we lose. This is the third match for the Tianxuan Sect."

Yu Xintang raised an eyebrow: "You mean, regardless of whether they win or lose this round, they can advance to the second stage, and in order to conceal their strength, they might not go all out in this match?"

"No," Xie Weixing raised an eyebrow slightly, "If it were anyone else, it would be fine, but there's Nie Shiyun among them."

The sister in the world who least wants to humiliate her older sister, least wants to gain her older sister's respect, and least wants to attract her older sister's attention.

"Since Junior Uncle said she is the most hidden trump card of Tianxuan Sect, and you remember meeting her at the foot of the mountain at the beginning, don't you remember her? Wasn't she the leader, Wei Qiqing?"

"Oh, oh," Shen Chunri realized, "I was wondering why it wasn't a senior disciple or elder from the Tianxuan Sect leading the team, but Nie Shiyun who was in charge. It's so strange."

"That just shows she has a high status and a lot of influence in the Tianxuan Sect," Xie Weixing said, pursing his lips. "It would be one thing if she encountered another sect, but it just so happens to be us."

Yu Xintang's gaze fell on Nie Zhao's tightly closed door.

"So, even if she doesn't fight as hard as Yun Yiwei," Xie Weixing said calmly, turning his teacup back, "she will still do her best to make us lose."

"You want to go on stage?" Yu Xintang frowned. "No."

"This is just the Spirit Realm Grand Competition. We still have to face the Demon Realm and the Cloud Realm later," Fu Yao said with an unusually serious expression. "The Little Dragon and Phoenix's Void Realm has been exposed. Your Azure Water Lion and Emperor's Mandate Divine Servant must be saved for last. Otherwise, we won't have a chance to fight."

Shen Chunri asked doubtfully, "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"You think I'm joking?" Fu Yao tilted her head, a mocking smile on her lips. "Information just arrived from the Demon Realm today; four cultivators at the Tai Xu Realm have already appeared in the competition, none of them exceeding seventy years of age. What do you think?"