Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 1605 - 1605 0945 As Sweet as Candy

Chapter 1605: Chapter 0945: As Sweet as Candy Chapter 1605: Chapter 0945: As Sweet as Candy Chapter 0945: As Sweet as Honey

As Qi Tian and the female cultivators of Cat Ear City were discussing teaming up, other young talents who had entered the Holy Land to participate in the grand competition also sprung into action, networking and forming numerous small teams.

The Holy Land grand competition was about to begin, and the young geniuses were seizing the last chance to find good teammates.

There were quite a few young talents discussing team formation at the inn where Qi Tian was staying. Qi Tian did not intentionally eavesdrop, but Lu Songsheng and the Mansion Master Yixunwen were not idle, employing various methods to gather information. Thanks to their persistent inquiry, they learned that this inn alone had formed hundreds of small teams, with hundreds more young talents yet to find a team. Once these individuals also teamed up, it was very likely that they would form more than two hundred small teams. And this was just one inn; there were many more like it in the Holy Land, which gave an idea of just how many young talents were participating in the competition.

The next day came quickly, and Qi Tian gathered with the members of his small team to discuss the next steps in their plan. Unlike yesterday, when everyone had assembled in room A506, this time, for reasons unknown, He Hongxia, Gao Yuqiu, and their teams had chosen not to meet together for the discussion.

Once all the team members had assembled, Gao Yuqiu took the initiative to propose leaving room A506 to find a private room in the inn for their discussion.

No one in the team objected to Gao Yuqiu’s suggestion. The main reason they had come together was because of He Hongxia. If it weren’t for the Holy Land’s rule that each faction could only form one small team, they would have elected Gao Yuqiu as the team leader instead of Xiu Zhengyu.

Xiu Zhengyu was the most supportive of Gao Yuqiu, listening to everything she said, doting on her tirelessly.

All together, they went downstairs to the inn’s dining hall and reserved a private room. The price of the private room was exceedingly high, several times the normal rate, but even so, it was in high demand. It was only because Gao Yuqiu had paid a deposit the day before that they could use the room today at all.

As Qi Tian and his team approached the private room, they were about to enter when they heard someone calling out to them.

“Who among you is a disciple of Dugu Bosi? Step forward and let me have a look.”

Qi Tian and the others halted, and before Gao Yuqiu could speak, Xiu Zhengyu stepped forward and said, “Who are you? If there’s an issue, you can deal with me.”

The ones calling out to Qi Tian’s group were also a small team of ten, nine men and one woman. The female cultivator was strikingly beautiful, but her upswept eyebrows added a touch of fierceness to her face. The nine male cultivators surrounded her, much like stars circling the moon.

For some reason, everyone who saw this female cultivator felt an inexplicable attraction towards her, and they were involuntarily drawn to approach her, as if only by doing so could they calm their turbulent emotions.

The female cultivator ignored Xiu Zhengyu’s questions entirely. She didn’t even spare him a second glance. Her gaze flowed over Qi Tian and the rest, then settled firmly on Gao Yuqiu.

“You must be Dugu Bosi’s disciple if I’m not wrong. Could you be He Hongxia?” she inquired.

Gao Yuqiu felt an unprecedented sense of danger coming from the female cultivator—not the threat of natural enemies, but one posed by their own kind.

Her heart was deeply shaken, reminded of the instructions her Master had given her beforehand, which made her raise her guard internally. Yet externally, she remained composed, replying indifferently, “The person you mentioned is my senior sister. I am the second disciple under our respected Master, Gao Yuqiu. May I know Sir’s surname and given name, and from which Immortal land do you hail?”

The woman chuckled softly, “So you’re not He Hongxia. I was just wondering why your aura felt so weak. It turns out you’re merely a substitute cultivated by Dugu Bosi.”

Gao Yuqiu’s expression darkened. She acknowledged that she was inferior to He Hongxia in many aspects, but that didn’t mean she would tolerate being called a mere substitute.

“Did you stop me only to sow discord between my senior sister and me? If so, you are bound to be disappointed. My senior sister and I have lived and learned under our Master’s guidance together for a long time, and our affection has transcended that of ordinary sisters; it’s as unshakeable as metal and stone, not something you can disturb. If you have any other ulterior motives, I’m afraid you’ve got the wrong idea,” she asserted.

The woman laughed, “You are indeed a substitute chosen by your Master. To put it more precisely, you’re simply a reject who has been eliminated by your Master’s selection.”

Gao Yuqiu’s face turned cold, and she said firmly, “Sir, if you continue to slander my Master, don’t blame me for being impolite.”

Xiu Zhengyu immediately stepped forward, shielding Gao Yuqiu, and glared at the woman, saying, “I ask you to show some self-respect. Do not attempt to provoke Fairy Yuqiu. If you cannot restrain yourself, then do not blame me for being rude.”

Gao Yuqiu had Xiu Zhengyu’s support, but the woman was no simple character either. As Xiu Zhengyu stepped out, the nine male cultivators surrounding the woman glared at Xiu Zhengyu menacingly, their eyes full of threat and radiating a fearsome killing intent, ready to beat Xiu Zhengyu to death if a word went astray.

The woman cleared her throat lightly, and instantly, the nine men shifted their glares away from Xiu Zhengyu, reverting to their infatuated stares at the woman. She seemed to relish the attention, smiling slightly at Xiu Zhengyu. With her lips parting softly and her voice gentle, she cooed, “Sir, could you truly bring yourself to hurt me? It would pain me greatly.”

Xiu Zhengyu felt as if his bones were melting, and something deep within him seemed to stir. Only moments ago, he found the woman detestable, wishing to slap her on behalf of Gao Yuqiu, but suddenly he saw her as irresistibly charming, yearning to offer his heart and soul to win her favor, with no trace of dissatisfaction left.

“Not at all, not at all,” murmured Xiu Zhengyu, gazing dazedly at the woman, looking a bit foolish and almost fanatical, the only thought in his mind to throw himself at the woman’s feet, to grovel before her—even if she were to trample him underfoot, he would savor every moment.