Chapter 233: Chapter 188: Insensitive to Romance! The Frustrated Xian Banmeng!
Celestial Fate City, outside the city.
A giant Flying Ship, spanning over a hundred zhang, hovered in mid-air.
From time to time, groups of two or three figures would come together, board the ship, and await departure.
At this moment on the ship, numerous youthful elites from yesterday at the Qilin Mansion were gathered in one place, discussing the sudden early departure.
"The heavenly suppression had just dissipated not long ago, and those Dark cultists have already emerged. It seems like a dire situation."
"Sigh, a cycle every ten thousand years, it’s always been like this. Better be cautious in the future; those guys are truly insidious."
"Yeah, I heard from the elders in my family that those people target young elites, corrupting them to be the same kind, dragging them into the Forbidden Area."
"Is that even possible? Hiss... don’t say it, if it means eternal life, I’d even join the darkness..."
"Shush! Be silent!"
The news of the Dark cultists emerging left many present feeling anxious.
Most of them came from major forces and had some understanding of the Dark Forbidden Area.
But facing it head-on, this was a first.
Some were frightened, others curious, and there were those who showed immense interest in the so-called eternal life.
"The Liu family is holding a longevity banquet, coincidentally the Dark cultists are also active nearby."
"Do you think these cultists are targeting the Liu family?"
A youthful elite pondered aloud.
"Impossible."
Chu Ze in the crowd shook his head confidently, "The Liu family resides in a small realm, and their realm mark can easily detect the dark aura."
"If any Dark cultists intrude, the Liu family would immediately notice and apprehend them."
Feng Ling, listening, nodded in agreement, "Chu Ze is right."
"With the realm mark, those mice wouldn’t even dare take a step further, and even if we give it a thousand chances, if cultists did breach the Liu family, would we be afraid?"
Feng Ling spoke with a cold smile, "The Liu family’s banquet has invited an immensely broad array of powerful beings."
"No matter how many cultists go, they’d just be marching to their deaths. There’s no need for everyone to worry."
Hearing this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became a bit livelier.
Yet at that moment, a commotion arose from the entrance of the Flying Ship.
The crowd focused their attention; upon seeing the newcomer, their expressions shifted slightly.
...
"Greetings, Brother Su. Your talent yesterday left me in awe."
"Haha, I didn’t expect Brother Su to also head to the Liu family; it’s a pleasure to travel together..."
As soon as Su Changqing stepped onto the Flying Ship, many people gathered to warmly greet him.
Most of them were the youthful elites from the courtyard yesterday, having witnessed Su Changqing’s formidable methods.
Though many still felt displeased, even more acknowledged his prowess with admiration.
To master two Dao-level artisanal skills, such an unparalleled prodigy is indeed worth befriending.
Su Changqing was quite astonished by this, but after yesterday’s experiences, he kept a distance from these people.
After a few cordial exchanges, he found an inconspicuous corner to quietly wait.
"Hmph!"
Chu Ze, Feng Ling, and others saw this scene and snorted coldly, showing somber expressions.
Su Changqing’s rise in prestige was at their expense, and it would be strange if they were pleased.
"No need to rush, gentlemen."
Seeing this, a youthful elite sneered, "The banquet has just begun; are you afraid of not reclaiming lost face?"
"Does everyone have the congratulatory gifts given by your families?"
"With your status and position, you can’t overpower a disciple from the Little Immortal Sect appearing out of nowhere?"
"When the time comes, with your glorious gifts presented first and Su Changqing’s meager gift behind, by then..."
Before the person finished speaking, Chu Ze and Feng Ling’s eyes had brightened.
...
In the corner.
Su Changqing had intended to quietly wait for departure.
But a sudden visitor once again drew all the attention to him.
"Brother Su."
"Do you mind if this young lady sits here?"
In a purple long dress, with an elegant figure and stunning appearance, Xian Banmeng sat opposite Su Changqing with a smile in her beautiful eyes.
"Miss Meng, beauty is enchanting and invites envy, I’ve been burned by it once."
Seeing her, Su Changqing felt rather troubled.
He could already feel piercing stares on his back.
"Am I really that bothersome?"
Xian Banmeng asked with a slightly aggrieved look in her eyes.
Jin’er nearby also looked at Su Changqing with a peculiar expression, never having seen anyone refuse the lady before.
"Miss Meng, please don’t misunderstand."
Su Changqing helplessly said, "A beauty at one’s side is certainly pleasing to the eyes."
"But it’s hard to handle the grace of a beauty; you understand, right?"
As he spoke, Su Changqing gestured towards the surrounding youthful elites, their eyes turning red with envy.
"Pfft."
Seeing Su Changqing’s helpless demeanor, Xian Banmeng burst into a gentle laugh, like a hundred flowers blooming:
"Young Master Su is truly a fascinating person; yesterday, after outshining everyone, you left with ease and laughter, yet today you’re afraid of little ol’ me?"
"Relax, I’m here to express thanks for the poetry you gave me yesterday."
The poem from yesterday, though only half-finished, left a lasting impression and was full of surprise.
Such a precious poem given as a gift, Xian Banmeng, both emotionally and logically, had to express her gratitude properly.
"Miss Meng, you’re too polite; consider that poem as my drink money."
Su Changqing smiled, then fell silent, looking out the window.
Towards Xian Banmeng, he couldn’t say he had a good or bad impression; he merely regarded her as a passing acquaintance.
For a regular person, he would be happy to make friends, but Xian Banmeng...
As he said, a beauty is trouble; since he had no particular intent, he naturally wanted to avoid it, steering clear of unnecessary troubles.
Seeing Su Changqing like this, Xian Banmeng bit her red lips lightly, a trace of grievance flashing in her gaze.
She had barely started to feel anything, only to find the other so distant.
"Did my charm lessen?"
Xian Banmeng began to doubt herself, but upon seeing the fiery glances around, the doubt quickly vanished.