36: A little incident

"Wow, who is this Fairy?"

Before Lu Xian could respond, Du Qinghong beside him spoke up first, his Face filled with the excitement of discovering a shocking piece of gossip.

"I am a neighbor of Fellow Daoist Lu~ We had agreed to watch the Grand Competition together today, but who would have thought I’d be turned away? I felt quite heartbroken at home for a while, so I had to come and find him myself."

Luo Xuanmeng sat down directly on the other side of Lu Xian, her smile bright and charming.

"L-lived together?! Brother Lu, you are too unkind! Although we cultivators do not bind ourselves to common customs, I should have prepared a congratulatory gift!"

Du Qinghong feigned ignorance, deliberately ignoring Lu Xian's surname.

At the same time, he sent a voice transmission: "Brother Lu, you really are something. To turn away such a beauty—your Dao Heart is truly firm. I admire you, I admire you!"

"Just a neighbor."

Lu Xian corrected him indifferently, then turned his head. "Fellow Daoist Luo, how many times must I say it? There is no Formation in my home. You ask every day; aren't you tired of it?"

"Not at all~"

Luo Xuanmeng blinked her clear, large eyes. "Cultivating is dull, so I wanted to visit and discuss the Dao with you. Who would have thought you would keep me at arm's length every time... Could it be that you are hiding a beauty in a golden house?"

She had visited time and again, ostensibly to pay a visit, but in reality, she wanted to uncover the source of that faint trace of illusionary Daoist Magic, yet she had never succeeded.

The only thing she could be sure of was that the aura was definitely related to Lu Xian.

"That's right. I do indeed have a beautiful maiden at home, so Fellow Daoist Luo should give up on this idea sooner rather than later."

Lu Xian simply went along with it to shut her down.

He knew full well the reason for her frequent visits.

Considering all past events, this woman's background was mysterious, her cultivation was estimated to be at Peak Qi Refining, and she specialized in extremely rare illusionary Daoist Magic.

If not for the fact that he lacked absolute certainty in silencing her, Lu Xian would have dealt with her long ago.

Even with his recent Breakthrough, he still couldn't gauge her depth, and his vigilance grew even stronger.

"You... Hmph!"

Luo Xuanmeng hadn't expected Lu Xian to respond in such a way, and her prepared retort died on her lips.

"The third match is over. The Tu Family wins!"

"Next match: Kong Family's Kong Yan versus Zhang Family's Zhang Lingyun!"

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator responsible for judging the match announced.

The audience below came to life, their gazes focusing on the arena.

It wasn't because the two were particularly strong, but because they wanted to see what kind of jokes the two families, who had ranked last and second-to-last in the previous competition, would make while pecking at each other like chickens.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please advise!"

Kong Yan's width was even twice that of Du Qinghong; one could tell at a glance that he loved delicious food.

Zhang Lingyun was dressed in a well-fitting grey-white Daoist robe, but his Face was full of arrogance.

"You are that 'Spirit Bird Tastes Good' from the Nine Heavens Dao Discussion, right? That day, you said in a duel that you would smash my head. It looks like I can fulfill that promise today!"

Zhang Lingyun said confidently.

The crowd below was in an uproar.

The two had argued for hundreds of replies in that post; although it wasn't in reality, the grudge had already been formed.

Clearly, the Zhang Family really wanted to reclaim their Face today.

Kong Yan's eyes flickered, his fat piling up on his Face, and he laughed sheepishly: "Fellow Daoist, you've misunderstood. I was just joking back then; why take it seriously? Today, we should focus on exchanging pointers. Our two families are both at the bottom, so we should help each other..."

"Who is colluding with you? This time, my Zhang Clan will definitely enter the top three! Take this!"

Zhang Lingyun didn't give him any Face at all and struck first!

His Fire-attribute Spell was very skillful and showed true ability. Kong Yan immediately fell into a disadvantage, only able to hold on bitterly with his thick skin, waiting for a chance to counterattack.

"Brother Lu, who do you think will win?" Du Qinghong asked; he couldn't see any of the intricacies anyway.

"No need to look. The one surnamed Zhang is sure to win; their magical power is not on the same level."

Lu Xian's Divine Sense, comparable to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, swept over.

He didn't probe deeply to avoid alerting the referee, but the result was already clear in his mind.

The two on the stage were fighting fiercely.

"This Fairy, I am Kong Junfei of the Kong Family. Seeing that you are alone, I wonder if you would do me the honor of joining me for a drink at the Drunken Immortal Tower tonight?"

A gruff male voice feigning elegance rang out abruptly.

Lu Xian secretly thought it was not good.

Indeed, Luo Xuanmeng's pretty Face turned cold: "I have no interest in sharing a table with trash. You are not even as good as my Dao Companion; how dare you invite me?"

She paused, changed her tone, turned her Face to Lu Xian, and her voice instantly became extremely ambiguous, her breath like orchids: "Darling Lu~ Are you satisfied with me saying that?"

Little lass, you haven't seen the dangers of the Jianghu...

Seeing the trouble being diverted to him, how could Lu Xian take it lying down?

He stretched out his left hand, wrapped it around Luo Xuanmeng's slender waist, and squeezed it slightly. The sensation of soft flesh came through, which had a unique flavor.

"Very good. My wife is becoming more and more to my liking when we are out." Lu Xian leaned in and said in a low voice.

"You...!"

Luo Xuanmeng had lived for seventeen years; where had she ever experienced such a situation?

Let alone a man getting close to her, she had never even held hands before, usually only relying on her sharp tongue.

From her neck to her earlobes, a faint pink color instantly spread, her brain felt hot, and she couldn't even speak a word of rebuttal.

"Oh? Is this your Dao Companion?"

Kong Junfei turned his gaze to Lu Xian, felt the aura of the fourth level of Qi Refining, and couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"Just him? An ant? Madam, you should follow me tonight. I'm afraid the Spirit Stones in this kid's pocket can't even touch the threshold of the Drunken Immortal Tower, right? Hahaha!"

Seeing that she was a married woman, not only did he not restrain himself, he felt it was even more exciting.

Hearing this, a trace of disgust flashed in Luo Xuanmeng's eyes, but it was not directed at Lu Xian.

That Kong Junfei was fat and big-eared, and the greasy smell in his mouth was almost drifting out.

She didn't struggle free from the mischievous big hand on her waist for the time being, just frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Kong is a young talent; surely... you have never looked in a mirror since you were born, right?"

"What do you mean?" Kong Junfei was stunned, instinctively knowing it wasn't a good thing.

Luo Xuanmeng fell silent and ignored him further, while Lu Xian casually hugged her tighter and couldn't be bothered to speak.

Silence...

When Kong Junfei realized what it meant, he understood that the sentence clearly meant he was ugly and was thinking beautifully!

His Face instantly turned red, and he gritted his teeth: "Today, you woman, you have to go whether you want to or not! Otherwise, in this Immortal Dynasty, my Kong Family will not let you have peace, and as for your trash husband, I will make him watch on the spot!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly froze!

If this can be tolerated, what cannot?

Lu Xian and Luo Xuanmeng looked at each other and kicked out at the same time.

Two great forces slammed heavily onto Kong Junfei!

He spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, his fat body flew backward like a broken sack, smashing a row of seats.

The two raised their hands at the same time, a magical power barrier instantly unfolded, steadily blocking the blood and filth.

Luo Xuanmeng giggled, and as her eyes turned, it was as if she was saying that the two had a tacit understanding.

At the same time, changes occurred on the arena.

Zhang Lingyun pinned Kong Yan to the ground, punching wildly: "Smash your pig head!"

Everyone's attention was drawn over, and in the back position where Lu Xian was, no one delved into it.

"You, you are finished!"

Kong Junfei struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and roared.

"Are you a direct descendant of the Kong Family?" Lu Xian suddenly asked.

Kong Junfei paused, his expression no longer smooth, turning into confusion: "Why are you asking this, you trash?"

"Just asking. If you are, I'll go to the Drunken Immortal Tower another day to speak with Kong Shan. The Drunken Immortal Tower has an excellent reputation; why do Kong Family disciples ruin the family reputation outside like this? Could it be... that you have been bought by some rival family?"

Lu Xian's tone was flat, and he easily put a hat of colluding with foreign enemies on him.

"You, you, you... You know Elder Shan?"

Kong Junfei even briefly forgot the pain, his heart filled with fear.

He was only a branch family member. Although there were a few elders at Peak Qi Refining above him, they would never stand up for him for this matter!

Moreover, if strictly following the Immortal Dynasty laws, forcibly seizing a woman is illegal.

In the past, the Loose Cultivators he oppressed were unable to resist, and those with a bit of backbone had long been dealt with by him in secret.

But today he met a tough nut. That kick just now was definitely not something that could be possessed by a fourth level Qi Refining!

Could it be a direct descendant of some family, disguising their identity?

Kong Junfei was confused, cold sweat dripping.

"Get lost!" Lu Xian said.

Hearing this, Kong Junfei rolled away.

On the stage, it was also announced.

"First round, fourth match, Zhang Family, Zhang Lingyun wins! Someone come and drag Kong Yan down, don't delay the next match."

Although the Foundation Establishment referee glimpsed the disturbance in the corner, he had no intention of intervening.

Junior conflicts have their own rules; elders generally do not intervene easily.

He only needed to do his job well.

When the disturbance subsided, Luo Xuanmeng broke free from Lu Xian's arm, the blush on her Face faded slightly, and her expression turned serious:

"Today, I've let you take advantage of me, so I won't say much. I only ask Fellow Daoist Lu... to satisfy a small request of mine."

Speaking to the end, she even brought a bit of grievance.

"Stop acting. You and I are both sensible people, not like that idiot Kong Junfei. To speak plainly, without even the most basic trust, how can we talk about conditions?"

Lu Xian was unmoved.

"Darling Lu's heart... is so cruel!"

Luo Xuanmeng made a gesture of wiping the corner of her eyes.

Du Qinghong, who had been quietly watching the show from beginning to end, had his brain turned into a paste at this moment.

How are these two husband and wife acting like they just met on the side of the road?

They don't look very familiar.