Chapter 1054: Chapter 1050: Such a Shameless Bragger
The yellow bundle wasn’t big, only about the size of a head. It was hard to believe there was a heart inside.
Of course, there was also a box, sealing away everything about the heart. Otherwise, there’s no way they could just carry it around.
Yue Wuxia’s face was full of curiosity. An Emperor Realm-level heart, sure, but... what’s it good for?
She quietly asked Han Sanqian.
He stared wide-eyed. "That’s something worth a bloody fortune. The heart of a tenth-rank Martial Artist, filled with terrifying Divinity, and it might even have the legendary source script in it. Those characters are insanely useful—could record cultivation methods for the six organs, or maybe innate skills."
"..."
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and accept him. If you get this tenth-rank Martial Artist’s heart, you might be able to found a powerful race of your own." Han Sanqian got more excited as he spoke.
If Feng Daqian weren’t interested in Yue Wuxia, he would have agreed himself.
What are you still hesitating for?
Go for it!
By the time he finished, Yue Wuxia was staring blankly into space. Han Sanqian quickly turned to Feng Daqian and said, "Young Master Feng, do you mind other genders?"
Feng Daqian glared at him. "Fuck off!"
Fuck!
Liu Zhangting’s face didn’t look good. Every rare treasure he’d taken out felt like a slap across his face. Right now, he was in a bit of a bind.
Putting his treasures away would mean withdrawing from the competition, and also that he’d lost to Feng Daqian.
That was an outcome he couldn’t accept.
Bai Qianli was thinking the same thing, his expression dark and shifting.
Only Feng Daqian was full of confidence. The more he looked at Yue Wuxia’s body, the more pleased he was. "Wonderful!"
There were also some young lords in the restaurant, all of unusual background, not from the Eastern Mausoleum but from much farther regions.
There were even some Yellow Rank Alien Races among them.
But at this moment, no one stepped forward. Clearly, they all had their scruples.
On one hand, they weren’t sure what use Yue Wuxia had for the Dao Field. On the other hand, there were still powerful enemies lurking in the shadows.
In the corner.
An Alien Race youth said, "Human Clan brat, you brag way too much. Even if she’s your clanswoman, that doesn’t mean that Fairy will like you."
"Mm... that’s right. She’s a Fairy because she’s beautiful. That’s her capital. And what do you have?"
"Give up already!"
"Eh, what are you doing?" The Alien Race youth saw Chen Pingping suddenly stand up and was stunned for a moment, then watched him walk toward the center of the competition.
The few of them instantly held their breath. Only two words echoed in their heads: "It’s over!"
Chen Pingping’s movement also drew the attention of quite a few Alien Races. There was actually a second Human Clan member in the restaurant?
Judging by the look of it, he was heading straight for that Fairy.
Interesting.
The second Human Clan member was going to challenge the three great families?
Under his sleeve, Chen Pingping’s hand subconsciously clenched. Wildflowers from the mountains and fields were instantly snatched into his grasp. He broke into a bright smile, brimming with energy, and raised the flowers in his hand. "Girl, will you come with me?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Yue Wuxia snapped back to her senses. Her beautiful eyes opened wide, joy and excitement bubbling up inside her.
It’s Pingping.
He really came.
So fast.
Before she could respond, Feng Daqian’s expression went cold. "Human Clan?" His powerful body barred Chen Pingping’s path, his tone mocking. "You think you can take the Fairy away with just a few wildflowers?"
Liu Zhangting looked down on him as well, thinking, "Does he not see the situation? Does he really think the Fairy is blind?"
Bai Qianli stayed silent, only narrowing his eyes. He was actually happy to see someone provoking Feng Daqian—there might be a twist.
"This Human Clan guy could be sold too." Han Sanqian just gave him a glance and had his judgment.
However...
Nobody expected Yue Wuxia to smile sweetly and walk straight toward Chen Pingping, her red lips lightly parting, her breath fragrant. "Okay."
The restaurant fell silent at once. The Alien Races all stared, dumbfounded, like they were dreaming.
What did she say?
She agreed?
For just a few wildflowers?
No way!
Is the Fairy really this willful?
Liu Zhangting and Feng Daqian’s smiles froze. The group of Alien Races around Yuan Qi were the same—their minds buzzing, utterly unable to process it.
Then, everyone watched Yue Wuxia extend a slender, fair little hand and gently take the wildflowers from Chen Pingping.
Her eyes curved with a smile, as happy as a hundred-kilo child.
Pingping gave me flowers.
The book said, when a boy gives a girl flowers, it means...
Hm?
Is that really what it means?
I’m so nervous!
No, no, I can’t let anyone see I’m nervous. That would be so embarrassing.
Then, Chen Pingping grabbed her other hand. It was soft and smooth, like he was holding a ball of dough—no... even more comfortable than dough.
He pulled Yue Wuxia back to Yuan Qi’s table.
The Alien Races there were slack-jawed, at a total loss for words.
Too damn fierce, right?
Holy shit!
He just stole that Fairy away from under the noses of three young lords with a few wildflowers.
Unbelievable.
One Alien Race youth was the first to recover. Looking at Yue Wuxia so close at hand, he got a bit nervous and couldn’t help swallowing.
The Fairy wasn’t just beautiful—she also had a faint, refreshing fragrance about her. It smelled amazing!
"This can’t be real." Yuan Qi was heavily hit. His eyelids drooped as he downed another cup of tea in one gulp, only then feeling a bit calmer.
After they sat down, he was still holding Yue Wuxia’s hand, refusing to let go.
Yue Wuxia’s face was bright red. Head lowered, she carefully counted the flowers in her hands—chrysanthemums, sunflowers, begonias...
All jumbled together, but they still had their scent.
There were also freshly broken branches, thick sap oozing out. She sniffed them closely and could smell a faint woody aroma, similar to the flowers.
Her little-girl act made all the Alien Races crack inside.
The posture of a lovestruck girl.
Red face, head down.
This was obviously the look of someone in love.
Liu Zhangting’s face turned ashen. He snorted coldly and strode up to the eighth floor, unable to bear watching anymore.
Bai Qianli grabbed Han Sanqian by the collar, but Han Sanqian reacted fast, shook him off, and quickly ran over to cling to Yue Wuxia’s thick thigh.
In the arena, only Feng Daqian remained. He glanced at the two strong rivals walking away, then swept his gaze over that Human Clan man. Something flickered in his eyes.
Normally, he’d definitely start a big fight and might even cripple Chen Pingping.
But right now, he had more important things to do. Besides, there were many powerful enemies around, all watching like tigers eyeing their prey.
After putting the bundle away, he left quickly.
Yuan Qi muttered, "That kid’s actually pretty smart. With a tenth-rank Martial Artist’s heart on his back, no Alien Race could stay calm."
"He’s walking too slow." Chen Pingping smiled faintly.
"What do you mean by that?" Yuan Qi lifted his head and finally started taking Chen Pingping seriously. Yeah, his brain wasn’t quite right, he was kind of dumb, but... Chen Pingping just felt different from normal people!
"Because I’ve already seen it." Chen Pingping smiled.
"..."
So what if you’ve seen it?
The Feng Family wasn’t simple in the Eastern Mausoleum. Their roots ran deep. Unless some Earth Rank Alien Races stepped in, who would dare provoke them lightly?
Even that great demon who ruled the Eastern Mausoleum would probably only be able to watch helplessly.
"Why are your hands still holding each other?" Han Sanqian noticed this detail and suddenly spoke up.
