These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

"Clang!"

It plunged straight into the ground, wobbling and shimmering, but this time no one could control it.

It really is just a sword.

Meanwhile, Miao Miao, suspended in mid-air, watched in despair as that hand pressed against her chest.

"boom!!"

A brief silence fell over the air, followed by a tremendous roar.

The surrounding debris, gravel, and sand seemed to rise into the air before my eyes.

And he was falling endlessly.

The earth shook and mountains trembled...

It was as if the sky had fallen and the earth had split open.

The boy kneeling on one knee pressed the boy in the air into the ground with a palm!

Yuan Jia Cao: "Is this the ground? Are they sending him straight to the underworld?!" PS: Just kidding, I'm alright, right?

99 His mission

The dust has settled.

It was as if the earth itself was rising and falling.

Many people were inexplicably taken aback at that moment.

Not far from the continuous mountain range of Lu Chen Sect, there is an inn in Lin Yuan City.

A room on the second floor of a guesthouse that many people are familiar with.

"Boom."

The lid of the teapot just fell off.

Meanwhile, a middle-aged man with a goatee, sitting in a rocking chair nearby, opened his eyes and glanced at the teapot.

"Ok?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be awakened by some strange noise. He frowned, stood up, picked up the lid, and went to the window.

Looking at the majestic Lin Yuan City, which seemed to be shrouded in mist, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seemed to be subtly sensing something.

The dust floating in the air, every footstep on the street, birds landing on the eaves, or perhaps someone's handkerchief falling to the ground.

It feels like it was just yesterday.

But... his gaze suddenly fell in one direction.

There is an old well in this direction.

People call this well the Dragon-Locking Well. Legend has it that an evil dragon once plagued the human world, but was later locked under the ancient well by a true immortal who slew the dragon.

It turns out that there might be some legendary elements involved, and some people would often throw ancient coins into it, as if that would keep the evil dragon under control.

But people gradually came to understand that this was just a dry well that never produced any water and had no meaning whatsoever. All the legends and such were just jokes, merely one of the stories in Lin Yuan City.

Later, it gradually faded from public attention, with only a passing person mentioning this unrealistic legend.

It was just a dry well without water and without any meaning, but what was puzzling was that this well had remained in Lin Yuan City, and no city lord had ever said that he wanted to demolish it, nor had he cared about anyone damaging it or throwing any kind of debris into it.

It was as if it had disappeared from people's sight, and eventually it was no longer a topic of conversation.

The man with the goatee, however, kept his eyes fixed on the direction of the well.

The clouds and mist seemed to have cleared up a bit.

He opened his eyes, finally softening his gaze.

He muttered to himself with some doubt.

"What's going on... You can't stand being alone either?"

Mosuo stroked his goatee and pondered for a long time, then became puzzled.

"The key is that I don't know what's in here either, it's really confusing... The claws are weird."

The man paced back and forth, then thought for a moment.

"No, I have to ask the waiter what kind of people have been coming in lately..."

-

"Yuanjian Sect wins!"

The balance of power has been struck.

In fact, Miao Miao still had the strength to get up from the ground, or the courage to fight again.

But this time it had nothing to do with courage; he knew he had no chance.

So when Wei Tu calmly turned to leave, and then turned back, he was unexpectedly calm.

When Wei Tu returned, he handed Miao Miao's sword to him.

Miao Miao looked at him, wanting to laugh, but her expression was somewhat bitter.

"How embarrassing."

He shook his head and said.

Wei Tu smiled.

"The road ahead is long, and what we're experiencing now is actually nothing. It's better than those who reach the summit only to fail, isn't that right?"

Miao Miao smiled.

"Young Master Wei, you really don't know how to comfort people."

"Did I speak poorly?"

"That was a good way to comfort you, just don't say that again next time."

"Hehehe..."

Wei Tu patted Miao Miao on the shoulder.

"Alright, get started. Your swordsmanship is fine, just not good enough yet. Take your time."

Miao Miao smiled and shook her head, then stood up, supporting herself on her knees.

"Only you would say that. If anyone else said it, I would beat them up sooner or later."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

They said goodbye in the ring, seemingly amicably.

Miao Miao walked back to her team.

Seeing his senior sisters and brothers waiting for him, Miao Miao felt his eyes sting and said bitterly.

"I'm sorry to have disappointed you, senior brothers and sisters."

Wang Yao stepped forward and patted the boy's head, ruffling his messy hair.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Jing Yong smiled憨厚ly, took a deep breath, and puffed out his chest.

"What disappointment? We placed all our hopes on you. It's the senior brothers and sisters' fault, not yours!"

Miao Miao said with shame.

"I'm worried that I didn't perform well, that others won't see the strength of Tianyi Water Pavilion. If... I had been more vigilant, more careful, maybe..."

"Snapped!"

Wang Yao patted the boy on the shoulder.

Miao Miao stared blankly at the woman.

Wang Yao said casually, "Why are you so worried at such a young age? Alright, there are some places we've been to enough, and there are some places we might not be able to reach. If you could go there for us... that would be a good job."

"Is it a good job?" Miao Miao asked doubtfully.

"Snapped!"

This time, Jing Yong patted Miao Miao on the shoulder.

"That's great! Let's go get some drinks!"

It seems someone has lost, but not completely. Perhaps they lost today, but who knows what tomorrow will bring?

When Wei Tu came down from the stage, he returned victorious, living up to everyone's expectations.

Qiao Zhiheng looked at the calm young man.

"You've really won big."

Wei Tu smiled and said, "Fortunately, we didn't waste too much time."

"It's clear you held back."

"How to say?"

“When Miao Miao comes with the first sword, you will have a chance to end the battle. He is too hasty and his intentions are a bit too obvious, so his flaws are naturally large. Your realm and strength, as well as your solid internal energy, are above his, so you can crush him with ease.”

Wei Tu thought for a moment, "The one who truly understands me is Senior Brother Qiao."

Don't give me that.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wei Tu walked up to Jiang Ying, who was looking at him with what seemed to be heartfelt congratulations in her eyes.

The boy smiled and touched the girl's cheek.

It has a soft, smooth texture, like solidified cream.