Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 125 Registration
When the two arrived outside the town, the floating island was still hanging high above the lake, and under the huge rocks on the shore, the area around the welcoming pavilion was extremely lively.

"I didn't expect so many people to sign up so early." Jiang Qiongxing hurriedly pulled Ji Cheyu to the end of the line.

"Not all of them came to participate in the trial," Ji Cheyu said, "Look at the few standing by the pavilion, they are Shuojin people."

"Why are they here?" Jiang Qiongxing pouted.

Shuo Jin, a local snake-like organization, most of them are mortals and Qi refining period, their strength is low, but their power should not be underestimated.

"It should be to record who are the cultivators who signed up this year." Ji Cheyu said.

While speaking, there was a movement in the sky, and the flying carriage that I just saw circled around from the other side of the floating island and landed slowly.

Jiang Qiongxing stared over there: Why is this flying magic weapon slower than their walking?Could it be that I lost my way?

After the carriage came to a complete stop, a gorgeously dressed young man lifted the curtain angrily: "It's really unreasonable, my young master wants to sign up like them?"

"Tch," there was a snort from the crowd in line, "I thought it was someone, it turned out to be the son of the master of the Jade Dragon Palace."

Jade Dragon Palace?
Jiang Qiongxing has a little impression, it seems to be a big sect. In the plot of the original book, the hero has a harem that belongs to them.

The man's voice was very low, but the young man who claimed to be the young master raised his eyes sharply like a sword: "Who is talking?"

"It's me, why, is it possible that the young master still wants to beat someone?" The person who had just spoken spoke again, raising his voice a little, attracting everyone's attention.

This young man was dressed as a Confucian scholar, with narrow eyes, waving a feather fan, and smiling like a fox.

"So it's you," the young man laughed contemptuously, "A casual cultivator without a school or school is just uneducated, and I, Long Yun, don't care about you."

While the two were bickering, the onlookers nearby were also whispering.

"I have long heard that Young Master Long and Gongsun Yu are not getting along, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Gongsun Yu is also a casual cultivator who has been famous for many years, why are you still fussing about with a child?"

"It is said that the two of them once fell in love with the same treasure at an auction. Young Master Long was rich and powerful, so he bought it at a high price. Since then, Gongsun Yu has regarded it as a thorn in his side..."

That's what happened.

Jiang Qiongxing, who was listening to the gossip with his ears pricked up, suddenly realized.

"Damn," someone quickly retorted, "Dragon Yun deliberately snatched what Fellow Daoist Gongsun liked at the auction, and it was because Fairy Dongfang once smiled at Fellow Daoist Gongsun, and Long Yun was jealous!"

Oriental Fairy?

Sounds familiar.

Just when Jiang Qiongxing recalled where he heard this name, someone exclaimed: "Could it be that you are talking about the number one beauty Dongfang Yueling?"

"Exactly! Dongfang Yueling is the direct disciple of the lord of the Jade Dragon Palace. It can be said that she grew up with Long Yun. Now seeing her showing favor to other men, Long Yun is naturally jealous." The person who spoke was probably not Gongsun Yu's brainless fan, but the Black Dragon Yun who tried every means.

Oh I remembered!
Jiang Qiongxing suddenly realized: That's right, the lover of the hero Huo Ye in the book in the Jade Dragon Palace is Dongfang Yueling!

The plot that she thought had been forgotten resurfaced in her mind, and the character of Long Yun became more and more vivid: in the plot, Dongfang Yueling had a dandy younger brother. After learning that she was with Huo Ye, he provoked her frequently, jumped up and down, and finally got slapped in the face by Huo Ye, and went offline in despair.

All in all, a vicious cannon fodder character.

The onlookers at this end were chattering, while Long Yun and Gongsun Yu were not idle at the other end.

"How about this, Young Master Long, why don't we make a bet?" Gongsun Yu's eyes flashed with ill intentions.

"What bet?" Long Yun looked at him suspiciously.

Gongsun Yu waved the fan in his hand unhurriedly: "Why, facing me as a loose cultivator, does the young master have to know what to bet before he dares to agree?"

"Ha!" After all, he was still young, Long Yun sneered, and said without hesitation, "Okay, I promise—tell me, what are you betting on."

Seeing this, Jiang Qiongxing couldn't help sighing—she was still wondering if she should be wary of this vicious cannon fodder, but now it seems that such a stupid child might even count the money if she was sold.

"Simple, let's bet who can enter the top three in this trial and be accepted into the inner sect. How about it?" Gongsun Yu raised his fan and pointed at the floating island on the lake.

"No problem." Long Yun raised his chin, "If you lose, you will drive me a carriage for a year!"

"Okay," Gongsun Yu's smile deepened, "However, if you lose... you have to promise me a request."

"What request?" Long Yun squinted at him.

"I haven't thought about it yet, just remember it."

"Cut!" Long Yun said proudly, "I can't lose."

Gongsun Yu waved his fan: "Young people, don't be so full of words—the people from the academy are here, so sign up first."

Everyone followed his gaze, and sure enough, a figure floated down from the floating island and landed in the welcoming pavilion.

The queue that had already been lined up for a long time suddenly became agitated.

Jiang Qiongxing sighed secretly.

When she felt that she would be satisfied as long as she could get the top [-] admission places, everyone else was already thinking about the top three inner sect shares.

Sigh.

……

By the time Jiang Qiongxing and Ji Cheyu finished registering, the sky was already bright.

Liang Weisheng finally appeared by the lake with a yawn.

"Why did you go last night?" Jiang Qiongxing was puzzled.

A cultivator.

A cultivator in the foundation period.

How could he be so sleepy?
Liang Weisheng shook his finger: "What do you know, a child, I want to make money."

"..." Jiang Qiongxing said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, I, a kid, earn more than you."

Liang Weisheng was at a loss for words.

Ji Cheyu looked at the unabated queue and asked, "Aren't you going to sign up? If you don't go in line, you'll have to wait a few more hours."

Liang Weisheng copied his hands: "No, I just came to see who is there today."

Jiang Qiongxing raised his chin at the few low-ranking cultivators standing by the welcoming booth: "The people from Shuojin are recording, why don't we just buy their news?"

However, Liang Weisheng waved his hands in an inscrutable way, without explaining, just said: "Go back first, I'll take a look."

Although they lived in a small courtyard for the past three years, they didn't know exactly what each other was busy with. After all, everyone practiced at different times, so it was difficult to get together.

Seeing this, Jiang Qiongxing didn't ask any more questions, and went back to the town with Ji Cheyu.

There were obviously a lot of strange young immortal cultivators on the road, in groups of three or five, all dressed exactly the same, they looked like disciples of the same sect.

Jiang Qiongxing was curious: "Tanyan Academy is recruiting people, why are disciples from other sects also here?"

"The academy trial only depends on strength, and does not require disciples to leave the original sect." Ji Cheyu explained, "After all, it is not strictly a sect, but just an academy."

"Wouldn't that be helping other sects train disciples?" Jiang Qiongxing thought of the Zangshu Pavilion of Danyan Academy, which is famous in the world of cultivating immortals.

"When the senior opened the library, he probably hoped that all the immortal cultivators in the world could learn it." Ji Cheyu said, suddenly met the gaze of an immortal cultivator in front of him, and paused slightly.

"...Cheyu? Is it you?" The young man took a step forward excitedly, "Are you already this old?"

(End of this chapter)