PFC Chapter 119 Eating and drinking is also quite tiring
Chapter 119 Eating and drinking is also quite tiring
"Si Nansheng, what nonsense are you talking about?" Chu Xingyu said through gritted teeth.
"Am I really talking nonsense? Fourth Senior Brother?" Si Nansheng's smile remained unchanged as he stared straight into Chu Xingyu's eyes.
At this moment, Chu Xingyu didn't dare to respond to Si Nansheng's words.
In that instant, he remembered that everything he had now was thanks to Si Nansheng's help.
But when did he start to forget about these things?
"What does this girl mean? What does she mean by saying that Chu Xingyu's current situation depends on her?"
"It must be fake, right? How old is Si Nansheng? Could she possibly help Chu Xingyu?"
"Judging from Chu Xingyu's expression, he was completely unable to refute it. There's a 50% chance that what he said is true, right?"
"How could these people possibly fathom the abilities of our junior sister?" Mo Yu, the direct beneficiary, crossed his arms, looked around at the people, and smiled smugly.
"Junior Sister has always been very capable; it's just that these people are blind to her talent. Don't bother with them." Ye Yanqing smiled as she looked at her junior sister, who was radiating confidence on the stage.
"However, whether it's nonsense or not is no longer important. What achievements you make in the future is none of my business. A loss is a loss."
Si Nansheng's words struck Chu Xingyu hard in the heart, and Chu Xingyu stared blankly at Si Nansheng.
Although Si Nansheng had a smile on her face, her eyes were icy cold, and the admiration she once had for him was long gone.
When did he lose his junior sister who cared so much for him?
"Si Nansheng of the Four Gods Sect wins." Seeing that Chu Xingyu had lost all desire to fight, the referee directly announced Si Nansheng as the winner.
"Yay, Junior Sister is the best!" Mo Yu and Bai Ye were even more excited than Si Nansheng.
Ye Yanqing didn't say anything, but went straight forward, reached out to Si Nansheng on the dueling platform, and picked her up.
"You've worked hard." Ye Yanqing put her down on the ground and gently rubbed her head.
The people around Ye Yanqing looked at him with disdain.
She just sat there eating and drinking, while Chu Xingyu was the one who was practically exhausted from playing, okay? How is she the one who's having a hard time?
Si Nansheng's innocent face: Eating and drinking is also quite tiring, you know?
"Junior Sister, I'm going to the martial arts competition first." Bai Ye said to Si Nansheng after hearing his name being called from the White Tiger Platform, and then quickly left.
Bai Ye and Wen Luoya were both dealt with in one move, extremely easily.
In the first round of the competition, all six disciples of the Four Gods Sect advanced.
Ever since his duel with Si Nansheng, Chu Xingyu has been hiding in his room and hasn't gone out.
"Junior Brother Chu, it's me. Open the door, let's talk." Su Heng knocked on the door, but Chu Xingyu didn't respond for a long time.
Just as Su Heng was about to leave, the room door was slowly opened.
He turned his head and saw Chu Xingyu's haggard face.
"Senior Brother," Chu Xingyu called out in a daze.
"How did you get yourself into such a mess?" Su Heng pushed Chu Xingyu aside and walked into the room, which was also a mess.
Chu Xingyu stumbled to the bedside, plopped down on the floor, and stared blankly to the side.
"Junior Brother Chu, what's wrong with you?" Su Heng walked up to Chu Xingyu and squatted down.
"Senior Brother, do you remember when we started ignoring Si Nansheng?" Chu Xingyu asked slowly.
"..." Su Heng also couldn't give an answer to this question.
He himself had forgotten when he started to neglect Si Nansheng.
All he remembered was that ever since Liu Xuewei arrived, they had become increasingly impatient with Si Nansheng.
I always felt that Si Nansheng was just a child who liked to act unreasonably in front of them.
"Are you asking this because of what Si Nansheng said on the dueling platform?" Su Heng asked softly after a moment of silence.
"Senior Brother, if what she said on the dueling platform today is true, will you look down on me?"
Chu Xingyu looked up at his senior brother in front of him, his eyes red-rimmed.
"What?" Su Heng was stunned.
"In all these years since I became a disciple, I have been refining pills based on the formulas that Si Nansheng comprehended."
She even taught me how to refine pills. Without her, I wouldn't have my current cultivation level.
But what did I do? I despised her, insulted her, and looked down on her.
What right do I have? I enjoyed the fruits of her labor, and yet I treat her like this.
Chu Xingyu hugged his head and started sobbing.
Su Heng stared at Chu Xingyu in surprise. It was the first time he had ever seen his usually proud fourth junior brother so dejected.
"Senior Brother, many people heard what she said. What should I do?" Chu Xingyu finished crying and looked up at Su Heng, who hadn't said a word.
"I will inform Master and have you return to the Holy Heaven Sect for secluded cultivation. You should stay in the Holy Heaven Sect and wait for this turmoil to pass before coming out."
Su Heng thought about it and realized that this was the only way to prevent Chu Xingyu from being in the eye of the storm.
"Will Master remove me from the list of his personal disciples?" Chu Xingyu murmured as he asked.
"No, Si Nansheng has already made Master lose face by asking to leave on his own. He won't let you leave again. Don't be so pessimistic."
Before, Si Nansheng helped you; even without Si Nansheng, we will still help you.
Su Heng patted Chu Xingyu on the shoulder, but Chu Xingyu lowered his head and couldn't say anything.
I'm afraid that even if Feng Zeyan doesn't expel him from the sect, he will still ignore him just like he did with Si Nansheng before.
"Senior Brother, have you ever regretted it?" Chu Xingyu looked up at Su Heng, but Su Heng did not speak.
Regret? How could he not have regretted it?
Thinking about what he had done to Si Nansheng, and the grievances Si Nansheng suffered when they ignored her, he also felt regret.
But so what?
This world is one where the strong rule. Si Nansheng is weak and incompetent, so he can't blame anyone else.
"Achoo~" Si Nansheng suddenly sneezed.
"Junior Sister, have you caught a cold?" Ye Yanqing asked Si Nansheng.
"Probably not. Maybe someone just misses me." Si Nansheng rubbed his nose.
Moreover, she had already figured out who was thinking of her—those few from the Holy Heaven Sect, of course.
Chu Xingyu must be deeply hurt and is probably cursing her right now, right?
"The second round of the competition has officially begun. The four arenas will still be open simultaneously. However, in the following rounds, cultivators must fight themselves and are not allowed to use magic weapons excessively."
It was the same old man, but the words spoken from his warm lips were devoid of warmth, leaving Si Nansheng frozen in place.
"This is too much! This is definitely targeting Junior Sister!" Mo Yu protested angrily.
"Junior Sister, is everything alright?" Ye Yanqing looked down at Si Nansheng.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother, there's no big problem. You have to trust me." Si Nansheng raised an eyebrow at Ye Yanqing with a grin.
"I believe in you, but I'm afraid you're going too far, junior sister. There are still several rounds to go, so take it easy. If you go too far, no one will want to play with you anymore."
Ye Yanqing helplessly tidied Si Nansheng's slightly messy hair. Si Nansheng chuckled. Of course she would take it easy; she hadn't had enough fun yet.