The Goddess Chronicles: Starting by Holding the Fairy's Fate in His Hands

The atmosphere at the banquet gradually became somewhat strange.

The Prince of Zhennan took everything in, and couldn't help but admire him, thinking, "This lad has quite the nerve!"

"She dares to provoke even that lady from the Pang family; she's truly ruthless!"

As the host, he naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass him by, and would take the chance to build more relationships.

really!

Soon, someone took the initiative to strike up a conversation, their words clearly conveying goodwill.

Ji Ziyue calmly accepted all the acts of kindness.

Many sects also extended friendly glances to the Dan Ding Sect.

I can tell.

Lin Yi's performance today has indeed brought a lot of honor to the sect.

Of course, some people didn't look too good.

There's no need to elaborate on those who have grudges against Lin Yi, such as the Brahma Temple, the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Joyful Union Sect.

Mu Yun, Mu Chen, and Mu Haoxuan, who were seated, had faces as black as if they had been smeared with charcoal.

They paid almost no attention to him; all the praise and attention were focused on Lin Yi alone.

This eventful banquet has finally come to an end.

Before leaving.

Pang Shiliu is a clever and mischievous girl, and she doesn't forget to cause Lin Yi some more trouble.

In front of everyone, she stood on tiptoe and quickly pecked Lin Yi on the cheek.

Then, tilting her head back and putting on a fierce expression, she said, "Hmph, you stinky Lin Yi! Don't think I didn't see you. Were you secretly glancing at my mother just now? Don't you dare think such things!"

Lin Yi blushed deeply on the spot.

Su Yulian, standing beside her, shook her head helplessly, then pulled Pang Shiliu, who still wanted to speak, and they disappeared in a streak of light.

Lin Yi followed Ji Ziyue and her group back to their residence at the Dan Ding Sect.

As soon as she entered, Ji Ziyue stopped. "Junior Nephew Lin, come to my room for a moment."

"Yes, Uncle-Master!"

Upon entering Ji Ziyue's room, a light fragrance wafted into my nose.

Ji Ziyue sat down at the table. "Junior Nephew Lin, although you have brought glory to the sect today, you must understand that the power of the Prince of Zhennan and the Pang family is too great. It is not appropriate for our Dan Ding Sect to get too close to them."

Lin Yi honestly replied, "This disciple has remembered."

"Hmph, you smooth-talking brat, you don't look like you've remembered anything at all!"

Ji Ziyue couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Lin Yi was taken aback and blurted out, "Uncle-Master, you've misunderstood. I have always had genuine respect for you."

Ji Ziyue paused for a moment, then softened her tone, "Alright! Remember, always be careful!"

"If you really get into some serious trouble, sometimes even your martial uncle can't protect you."

She took out a jade talisman and handed it over, saying, "This is my martial uncle's communication jade talisman. You can use it to contact me anytime you encounter danger."

Lin Yi accepted it earnestly, "Thank you, Martial Uncle."

"Alright, it's getting late, you should go back now."

Just as Lin Yi was about to turn and leave, he suddenly heard a muffled groan behind him.

He turned around and saw that Ji Ziyue's face was pale, her body was radiating cold air, and she was huddled on the bed trembling uncontrollably.

"Uncle-Master Ji! What's wrong?"

Lin Yi's expression changed, and he immediately turned around and went back.

Ji Ziyue struggled to sit up, her voice trembling, "Junior Nephew Lin... Uncle is alright... You should go back first..."

Lin Yi frowned, sensing that her breath was rapidly weakening.

Without thinking further, he stepped forward and placed his hands on her back.

"What are you doing?!"

Ji Ziyue trembled.

"Uncle-Master, don't move!"

Lin Yi whispered.

"Um……"

Ji Ziyue couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

A warm current flowed slowly through her meridians.

The chill dissipated wherever it passed, bringing an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Her cold ailment flares up every three months, and each time it takes her half her strength to suppress it.

I never expected Lin Yi's myriad medicinal spiritual energy to have such a miraculous effect!

She blushed so much her ears turned red, and she quickly cast several protective spells to seal off the noise in the room.

In another room of the mansion, Ye Qingwan suddenly opened her eyes.

With her spiritual cultivation, she naturally sensed the situation in Ji Ziyue's room.

"Ziyue has suffered a lot from cold-related illnesses over the years, and this kid actually managed to help alleviate her symptoms, which can be considered a lucky accident."

She sighed softly, her eyes filled with a complex emotion.

Inside the room, Ji Ziyue was mostly recovered, but the cold energy within her body was still churning.

Lin Yi gritted his teeth and decided to channel his energy into both hands at the same time.

"you……"

Ji Ziyue was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak, but her body involuntarily leaned closer to his chest.

The feeling was so wonderful that she couldn't help but want more contact.

Lin Yi almost lost control while holding the soft, warm body in his arms.

He bit his tongue hard, forcing himself to calm down.

"Uncle-Master, the coldness in your body has temporarily stabilized. I shall take my leave now."

He gently helped Ji Ziyue onto the couch, then turned to leave without looking back.

But Ji Ziyue's rationality had been overwhelmed by the surging heat within her body.

A large amount of the body's original medicinal essence circulated in her meridians, awakening instincts that had been suppressed for many years.

"Nephew Lin..."

She let out a soft moan, and the thin veil on her shoulder slipped down, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Her shapely body, burning hot, rushed straight into Lin Yi's arms.

He was embraced by a soft, warm body, and Lin Yi's mind went blank. His last bit of rationality completely collapsed.

At this moment, Ji Ziyue's cheeks were flushed red, and her lips parted slightly, "Junior Nephew Lin... please help your Uncle..."

Lin Yi gazed at the beauty in his arms, her alluring curves faintly visible, every part exuding mature charm.

"Uncle-Master Ji... I have been disrespectful!"

Lin Yi no longer hesitated, and Ji Ziyue completely let down her guard.

At this moment, the master-disciple relationship and sect rules were completely forgotten by the two of them.

"boom!"

The two ignited at the slightest touch, and the flames spread like wildfire!

That night, spring was in full bloom.

The two figures, tireless, relentlessly explored each other's limits!

Lin Yi quietly activated the "Yin Yang Harmony Technique" and felt the spiritual energy surging within his body, feeling both surprised and delighted.

The two were entangled for an unknown amount of time until dawn broke, at which point Ji Ziyue finally came to her senses.

She could clearly feel that the coldness that had plagued her for many years had been temporarily suppressed, and even her cultivation level had increased dramatically!

She was both surprised and delighted, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and she didn't dare to look Lin Yi in the eye.

Lin Yi was overjoyed.

The effects of this one night of cultivation were more powerful than those of consuming hundreds of bottles of pills!

This was Ji Ziyue's first time, and the results were amazing.

That mature and alluring flavor is truly unforgettable.

"Nephew Lin..."

Ji Ziyue's voice trembled, "Thank you for your help last night, but it was just an accident. We are of different statuses, and this matter must not be spread."

Lin Yi immediately put on a serious expression, "Uncle-Master, you flatter me! It is my duty to heal you, and I will not utter a single word about what happened last night."

"Um……"

Ji Ziyue responded softly.

She watched Lin Yi's departing figure, her hand unconsciously resting on her lower abdomen.

Not only was the cold gone, but a warm, pure yang current was also slowly circulating there.

……

On the other side of the mansion.

Ye Qingwan slowly opened her eyes, her expression complex.

She sensed everything that happened in the room from beginning to end, and felt a little envious.

Ziyue is finally free from the suffering of her cold illness...

But upon further reflection, there was still something separating her from Lin Yi.

She sighed softly, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.

Lin Yi walked out of the room in high spirits, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Unexpectedly, this twist of fate allowed him to win over this beautiful senior martial arts sister ahead of schedule.

As soon as I closed the door, I saw Xin Zhilei waiting in the yard.

Her eyes held a hint of reproach. "Junior Brother Lin, where did you go last night?"

Lin Yi pretended that nothing was wrong, "Uncle Ji gave me some guidance on cultivation last night."

"Look, my cultivation level has increased quite a bit again."

Xin Zhilei carefully examined it for a moment, then smiled and said, "So that's how it is."

She lowered her voice, "Junior brother, do you have some free time now? Would you like to exchange cultivation insights with your senior sister?"

Lin Yi coughed. "Senior sister, please stop joking. I need to go back and digest what Uncle Ji taught me. I'll be going now."

After saying that, he quickly left.

Xin Zhilei watched his retreating figure and frowned slightly.

Back in his room, Lin Yi was still savoring the feeling of their dual cultivation the night before.

The exhilarating feeling of spiritual energy merging is incomparable to ordinary cultivation.

With only two days left until the competition, he decided to cultivate discreetly and stabilize his cultivation level.

Lin Yi set up a restriction and flashed into the spiritual spring space.

The space was filled with spiritual energy, and the spiritual fruit seeds he had planted earlier had already sprouted.

He scooped up some spiritual spring water to water the plants, and the tender shoots grew branches and leaves at a visible speed, soon becoming a lush orchard.

After a few scoops of spiritual spring water were poured down, spiritual flowers bloomed on the branches, and some of them had already borne fruit.

Lin Yi was speechless.

But as happy as he was, he was also a little worried.

Pills, elixirs, and even spiritual spring water did not significantly improve his cultivation.

It now seems that only dual cultivation can allow his cultivation level to improve rapidly.

Lin Yi shook his head with a wry smile.

Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

When Lin Yi emerged from seclusion, his body was full of spiritual energy, and his cultivation had completely stabilized.

It was just dawn.

He walked out of the house full of energy.

Led by Ji Ziyue and the two elders, Lin Yi, Ye Qingwan, Xin Zhilei, and ten other disciples headed towards the competition venue in a grand procession.

When everyone arrived at the central square, they were all stunned by the scene before them.

The square was so big that you couldn't see the end.

At this moment, more than thirty sects from the Southern Region have arrived.

It was noisy and bustling.

If they can make it into the top five, they can not only bring a lot of cultivation resources to the sect, but also gain a great advantage when recruiting disciples.

Ji Ziyue kept a straight face and deliberately avoided making eye contact with Lin Yi.

She felt a mix of emotions.

What happened that night made her feel both ashamed and unable to stop thinking about it.

Aside from Ye Qingwan, who knew the inside story.

The other disciples also felt that Ji Ziyue was different from before.

She was radiant and incredibly beautiful.

But her demeanor has become even colder than before.

Lin Yi glanced at the crowded square and a confident smile appeared on his lips.

These participating disciples are at most at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection level or the Pseudo-Core Formation level.

He was quite confident in dealing with people below the Golden Core stage.

Since Ji Ziyue values ​​this competition so much, he must go all out.

Who knows, I might get to know this beautiful senior uncle again!

Thinking back to that blissful experience, I realize how naive I was, mistaking a girl for a treasure!

In an instant, Lin Yi got excited.

He absolutely must win first place!

Not long after.

All the forces have arrived.

In an instant, the noisy square fell silent.

A tall figure descended from the sky, his golden dragon robe gleaming in the morning light, and a faint dragon aura swirling around him.

The one who arrived was none other than the ruler of the Great Chu Dynasty.

Chu Tianxiong!

He slowly walked up the high platform and sat steadily on the dragon throne.

A powerful pressure spread out like a tide.

All the cultivators present held their breath.

"Everyone."

Chu Tianqing slowly began to speak, "The Southern Region Sect Grand Competition, held once every three years, will be personally presided over by me today."

"We hope that disciples from all factions will abide by the rules and demonstrate the style of cultivators from the Southern Region."

"Anyone who performs outstandingly in the competition, regardless of their background, can enter the Hall of Worship of my dynasty and enjoy three times the resources offered by the sect."

"If they are independent cultivators, they can also be granted the title of Guest Minister."

After saying this...

Many young cultivators began to breathe rapidly, eager to try.

Lin Yi then realized that rogue cultivators could also participate in this competition.

A series of exclamations rang out in the square.

These rewards made all the young cultivators green with envy.