After Becoming the Hero's Ex-fiancée

Qilin (2)

Zheng Wan’s eyes glided past many familiar names, past the Accomplisher stage, then past the Savant stage, before finally landing on the Pure Veracity stage, where the words “Li Wei Zhenjun” shone above her like a glowing sun, bright as can be.

Someone else said, “Are there any on the Boundless Ranking among the elite disciples?”

“Of course. In fact, they are the first batch of disciples sent by the Orthodox Alliance—they are the elite among the elite.” The team leader arched his arms in a salute towards the distant mountain range. “The elite disciples who came later are the second batch. I heard that Li Wei Zhenjun and others are still purifying the evil energy in the depths of the crevice. It is also because of them sacrificing sleep and rest to form a barrier for us in front that we have a safe space here.”

“Then, doesn’t that mean that we might meet them?”

The team leader was taken aback. However, probably because he shared the same sentiments of wanting to meet them, he did not reprimand the junior cultivator who spoke up. “They rarely come back here. Ming Yu Zhenjun, Yu Qing Zhenjun, and the others would occasionally return to the camp——”

“Then, will Li Wei Zhenjun return?” The person who asked the question was a young female cultivator. Zheng Wan glanced at her and found that her expression was… She couldn’t quite describe it, but her expression was exactly the same as her father’s when he saw the calligraphic works and paintings by famous people.

“I heard that since coming to the Xiyu Mountain Range, Li Wei Zhenjun has been in the depths of the crevice all this while expelling and purifying evil energy. No one has ever seen him come back before.”

“Never? Doesn’t Li Wei Zhenjun need to rest?” someone exclaimed.

“Li Wei Zhenjun?”
Just then, a group of people walked by slowly. A female cultivator in the middle of the group paused, and when she stopped, everyone around her also stopped walking. “What are you discussing about Li Wei Zhenjun?”

The female cultivator’s face was full of curiosity, but this curiosity was innocent and not annoying. On her oval-shaped face, her eyes were full of light. The Heavenly Incandescent Robes she was wearing fluttered gracefully like butterfly’s wings, giving her an elegant and noble appearance.

“Qian Shuang Zhenjun.” The Yuqing Sect team leader stopped and greeted her with a salute.

“That’s the number one beauty from Taibai Sect, right?”
“She’s indeed extraordinary. Her beauty is like that of a lotus, and really moving.”
“No, no, no. I’ve discovered something else that’s peculiar. This beauty is wearing Heavenly Incandescent Robes, but why is it that she doesn’t look as eye-catching as that Yuqing Sect female cultivator next to her?”

The whispering next to her was enough for Zheng Wan to figure out who Qian Shuang Zhenjun was.

The daughter of the Taibai Sect’s sect leader, the number one beauty in the Heavenly Realms.

Of course, in Zheng Wan’s view, her beauty was still inferior to her own—and at the same time, she also recalled the various stories between the number one beauty and the number one rookie that were recorded in the Heavenly Realms newspapers in recent years. Even some fragments of the dream had also been awakened.

For example, the earth dragon of the Xiyu Mountain Range turned over because a Qilin1 in the mountain range was about to be born. Naturally, this Qilin was eventually subdued by Cui Wang.
And this beauty, because of the sword cultivator’s heroic rescue, remained unwaveringly steadfast to him from that moment on.

Seeing that her sea of consciousness was about to be smashed by golden bricks, Zheng Wan hurriedly stopped her train of thought. However, even though it was just an instant, her face paled a little. In the eyes of the others, it was like this beauty suddenly became a wilted flower.

Lu Yi looked at her with concern. “Little Junior Sister, what’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing,” Zheng Wan shook her head.

The team leader was still replying Qian Shuang Zhenjun, “It’s just some trivial matters.”

“Qian Shuang, don’t talk to them, lest you dirty your mouth for nothing. These female cultivators of the Yuqing Sect have never known shame!” A narrow-eyed female cultivator next to her harumphed. “How dare you lot talk about Li Wei Zhenjun!”

“Hua Ye, stop talking nonsense!” rebuked Qian Shuang.

“I’m not talking nonsense. Qian Shuang, you’re too innocent. Yuqing Sect has long set up an underground bet on who will be the first to take Li Wei Zhenjun’s…” Hua Ye snorted. “That word is too dirty, I can’t even bring myself to say it! “

“Hua Ye!”
Qian Shuang said apologetically to the group from Yuqing Sect, “My fellow sect member is insensible. Please don’t blame her. “

Yuqing Sect only had a handful of cultivators of the Savant stage. The team leader was only at the great perfection stage of the Accomplisher stage and didn’t dare to accept her courtesy; he hurriedly arched his arms in a salute, saying that he didn’t dare.

Zheng Wan lowered her head a little more.
She could understand the minds of beauties the most. For example, when she attended banquets in the past, she didn’t like it when someone was dressed more beautifully than her and acted more attention-grabbing than her. If there was anyone who was acting frivolously, she would definitely make a few digs to make that person understand who’s boss.
Of course, she didn’t take action herself, as there would be proud followers who would come forward to settle things for her.

It would be better for her to not attract the other party’s ire.

Unexpectedly, even though she didn’t provoke anyone, other people came to provoke her. The one called Hua Ye hooked her finger at her. “You’re a new face. Where did you come from?”

Footnotes:

1 Qilin: The qilin is a legendary hooved chimerical creature that appears in Chinese mythology.