My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 224 - 184: Mixed Gender Pairing (Two-in-One)_2

Chapter 224: Chapter 184: Mixed Gender Pairing (Two-in-One)_2

Ji Qianyi heard this, closed the book on his lap, and softly chuckled, interrupting,

"I had long said that Zhao Lingfei is not that foolish a woman. Between the Great Dao and the worldly loves, she knows how to choose. For a Sword Cultivator even more so, affairs of men and women would only tarnish the purity of the Sword Heart. Learning her lesson from the damage to her Sword Heart after returning from a mundane marriage, who would be foolish enough to stumble into the same pit twice?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Zi wanted to speak but stopped herself.

Ji Qianyi looked toward Zhao Lingfei, who was making tea by the creek, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"She and I are of the same kind. She will know. The path to the Great Dao is long and perilous. What truly matters, other than a respect-commanding formidable adversary, is a companion of the Dao who shares the journey. Zhao Lingfei will understand this. As for those mundane matters and trivialities down the mountain, like this nonsensical mortal son-in-law, they are but passing clouds to her."

Admiring the woman who had oppressed him ever since she had entered the residence, he called out without turning his head, "Yun Zi, how is the preparation for the Golden Core going?"

Yun Zi followed Ji Qianyi’s gaze, watching Zhao Lingfei from a distance. Her calm eyes stirred with waves, admiring... This woman was regarded by their young master as a peer of the path.

"Almost ready, I will start my seclusion tomorrow. Forming the core should pose no major problems, it’s just...",

Ji Qianyi turned his head, "The family didn’t give you that set of Golden Core Skill? You plan to use that mediocre Golden Core skill provided by Taiching Prefecture?"

"Young Master, that skill... can only be practiced by the direct lineage, I am not qualified. Using the skill from the residence, having the chance to cast a Fourth-Grade core is already quite good. For a Third-Grade, Yun Zi dares not to hope."

Ji Qianyi squinted his eyes, "A bunch of hidebound old fools..."

Yun Zi lowered her gaze, not daring to respond.

Ji Qianyi was silent for a while, "I’ll try again for you."

He exhaled lightly, suddenly stood up, gathered his book, and smiled, "This book is so uninteresting. Let’s go and say hello to Zhao Lingfei."

With that, Ji Qianyi walked toward the place of drawing lots.

Seeing this, Yun Zi thought for a moment, then went to find a desk by the creek and sat down.

Many people glanced sideways.

Ye Ruoxi, who was watching the men draw lots, noticed these two who had always been outside the elegant gathering now joining in and flashed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

But soon she thought of Zhao Lingfei and understood.

Ye Ruoxi did not know the origin of Ji Qianyi, but he must be either a scion of a great family or the progeny of a major figure from the mountains, for he could make a prodigy who might conclude her studies in Taiching Prefecture serve as a maid willingly unless fate was astonishingly on his side, else only a profound background could be the sole explanation.

She herself being from a great family, knew how the noble immortals from direct lines start choosing talented residence children of close age to grow up alongside, day and night. Some residence children, even more talented than their masters, were both servants and friends and could also act as bodyguards when necessary.

The older and nobler the family, the more so is this practice, thereby indirectly reflecting the power of their backing family.

That was the case with Ji Qianyi, with many in Taiching Prefecture speculating about his background but as of yet, no reliable views had emerged. However, there was one point that the other residence students agreed upon, that he was certainly no simple person, and not to be trifled with.

Ye Ruoxi watched as Ji Qianyi approached her, contemplating internally.

The surname Ji? Among the prominent families within Du You City, and those top-tier noble clans situated on the mountains of Wangque Continent exterior to Du You City, she had not heard of any such family. Could it be a scion out for experience from an ancient family from beyond Wangque Continent?

Regarding his origin, Ji Qianyi had never revealed anything similar to Zhao Lingfei. Both were outstanding figures from the Vast Realm of the Taiching Prefecture, and among the current residence students of Taiching Prefecture, there was nearly a consensus that if one were to choose a match for Zhao Lingfei, it would be none other than Ji Qianyi, the only one who might possibly catch up to her.

The pair seemed the most suited, although Zhao Lingfei was a Sword Cultivator whose talent and cultivation surpassed others, Ji Qianyi possessed a mysteriously illustrious background, while Zhao Lingfei, widely known, hailed from a mundane collateral branch of the Zhao family from the southern part of Wangque Continent, not to mention the dismal state of the main branch.

Therefore, if they were to combine like Lu Yao’er and Cheng Lugu had recently, it would also appear as another form of a "well-matched" union.

At that moment, Ji Qianyi seemed to notice Ye Ruoxi’s gaze, smiled, and called out, "Good day, Elder Sister Ye."

Ye Ruoxi heard this friendly greeting and was slightly surprised, but she soon understood what it meant. As soon as Ji Qianyi finished calling out to her, he glanced at Lingfei Zhao in the distance, then returned his gaze, his smile brightening even more.

Ye Ruoxi nodded and replied, "Hello, Junior Brother Ji."

Seeing this, Ji Qianyi’s smile became more sincere, "Thank you, Senior Sister Ye."

This expression of thanks confused some of the onlookers.

However, Ye Ruoxi knew what he was thanking her for, her nod meant that she was willing to help.

Earlier, Ye Ruoxi had been struggling to decide whom to choose as a male partner for Lingfei Zhao at the table, feeling that no choice seemed quite right. Now that Ji Qianyi, who was regarded alongside Lingfei Zhao as one of the top figures, had arrived, they seemed well-suited in everyone’s eyes, and it would be a favor easily granted, likely the optimal choice, right?

Regarding some matters, her cousin Ye Lanzi had not informed her, and Ye Ruoxi had been busy with the literary gathering in recent days, thus she had not been much concerned about certain rumors spreading in the household on a small scale.

After receiving an answer, Ji Qianyi casually grabbed a lot, not even looking at it, just pinching open the roll of paper, the slight friction of the paper told him everything he needed to know.

Fourteen.

Before long.

Most of the men in the front had finished drawing lots, and finally, it was the turn of Li Jinsu and his group.

When it was Zhao Rong’s turn, he stepped forward, reached into the box, pulled out a small scroll, looked down, and unrolled it to see.

Thirteen.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows; his number was quite to the front. He looked around at his brothers’ lots; none had a number as good as his.

Soon, all the men at the gathering had drawn lots, except for some who waved their hands, refusing and choosing to enjoy the event alone.

The men followed Ye Ruoxi’s instructions, roughly lining up according to the numbers on their slips of paper, finding this arrangement quite novel.

Ye Ruoxi, with her hands clasped behind her back, standing tall with her chest puffed out, gently shaking her head, sauntered to the front like a female teacher, her demeanor at once causing many of the women by the creek to suppress their smiles, playfully teasing with a few witty remarks.

"Li Jinsu, you come out first," Ye Ruoxi said with a clever smile, singling out the eldest brother, "Well, we’ve already agreed to sit together, so you don’t count..."

These rather forthright words immediately incited a lot of noise, with the young men and women participating in the gathering, despite their significant cultivation, couldn’t help but indulge in some fun among peers.

The eldest brother stood beside Ye Ruoxi, his expression still somber, but his somewhat dark face blushed slightly.

Perhaps it was the jeering, or perhaps it was because the gaze of the junior brothers behind him made him feel a bit embarrassed...

Following that, Ye Ruoxi began arranging female companions for the men at the front of the line, satisfied with her work...

In the forefront of the queue.

Zhao Rong was somewhat bored, thinking about heading back to You City, but as he thought, he couldn’t resist glancing at Qing Jun, who had just boiled water and was pouring it into a teacup next to her to make tea...

He nodded slightly, his lady is really thoughtful, knowing just when her husband was thirsty.

At that moment, Zhao Rong caught sight from the corner of his eye of the man beside him also looking towards Ye Lanzi.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment, turned his head, and said sternly, "Eyes off."

Ji Qianyi: "......"