Chapter 913
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A figure clad entirely in black stood there, draped in a long, dark robe and wearing a black hat that concealed every inch of his body, exuding an air of mystery.
Nearby, several disciples cast curious glances in his direction.
Who on earth is this guy?
At that very moment, more figures began to arrive.
One of them alighted with a graceful, almost ethereal poise, her movements light and captivating.
She was a young woman, seemingly in her early twenties, with bright, clear eyes and a pure, serene face. Her demeanor was gentle and unpretentious.
“Senior Sister Li Wenqing!”
“Wow, even Senior Sister Li has been drawn here!”
Many of the disciples’ eyes lit up upon seeing her.
Li Wenqing was not only stunningly beautiful but also highly popular among the disciples of Lingjian Mountain.
Her master was the esteemed Second Master, Yuwen Yi. Yet, among her peers, Li Wenqing never put on airs.
Even before she became a core disciple, she had patiently tutored many inner disciples in their cultivation, sharing her knowledge with humility and kindness.
With her beauty, talent, and willingness to help others, it was no wonder that Li Wenqing enjoyed such a good reputation.
As she arrived, the disciples greeted her with warm smiles, and she responded to each one with a gentle nod and a kind word.
At that moment, another figure landed beside Li Wenqing.
He appeared refined and amiable, with small but piercing eyes. His features, though not particularly striking when taken individually, combined to form an unexpectedly handsome visage.
“Senior Brother Mu!”
“It’s Mu Zili. He’s here too.”
“It seems everyone is curious about the duel between Ji Ou and Ye Wushuang.”
Two core disciples had already arrived.
One couldn’t help but wonder if Jiang Yihan or even Qin Mu Yu would show up as well.
However, at that moment, Mu Zili and Li Wenqing exchanged glances, nodded, and smiled at each other in greeting.
Without a word, they both walked toward the mysterious figure in black on the mountaintop.
Mu Zili said with a gentle smile, “Jiang Yihan, what are you up to?”
What?
Jiang Yihan?
The nearby disciples couldn’t help but look at the man in black with astonishment.
Jiang Yihan… why was he dressed like this?
In the entire Lingjian Mountain,
Jiang Yihan was known as the foremost disciple among the four core disciples.
Everyone knew he loved to show off, just like Ji Ou.
Today, on such an eagerly anticipated occasion, Jiang Yihan had wrapped himself up like a mummy. What was he thinking?
The young man in black stumbled, his voice filled with astonishment. “I’ve disguised myself like this, and you still recognize me?”
Li Wenqing, her voice as pleasant as ever, asked curiously, “What are you doing?”
Jiang Yihan mumbled, “I just wanted to watch Ji Ou and Ye Wushuang’s duel without drawing attention. Now that I’ve become a core disciple, everyone keeps calling me ‘Senior Brother Jiang,’ and I’m still not used to it.”
“Haha!” Mu Zili chuckled. “You’ve always loved to show off. After becoming a core disciple, you hid for days, and now you show up like this, acting so low-key?”
“I don’t like showing off,” Jiang Yihan protested.
The three of them chatted on the mountaintop,
while the surrounding disciples began to buzz with excitement.
The duel between Ji Ou and Ye Wushuang was already highly anticipated.
One was a top-tier genius among the top three in Lingjian Mountain,
and the other was a newly promoted core disciple, personally tutored by Master Siyin and breaking all the rules to rise to prominence.
Who wouldn’t be curious about who was stronger between the two?
Moreover,
the presence of the three core disciples—Li Wenqing, Mu Zili, and Jiang Yihan—added even more anticipation to the event.
At that moment, Ji Ou, standing in the valley, felt a surge of satisfaction as he saw more and more people gathering around.
How exhilarating it would be to defeat Ye Wushuang under the watchful eyes of everyone!
His master would surely praise him.
Perhaps even Master Siyin would notice his shining qualities.
Though defeating Ye Wushuang would be a slight to Master Siyin, the thought of it was… thrilling!
Lost in these thoughts, Ji Ou couldn’t help but grin widely.
But just then,
outside the valley,
a furious roar suddenly echoed through the air.
“Ji Ou, you good-for-nothing!”
