Dance Of The Dragons Chapter 413 : Discussion Conference (2)

"Yahoo, Brother Qiao Wei! Who is that handso Big Brother next to you???" The younger one grinned at Qiao Wei while waving a hand ecstatically.

Qiao Wei thus introduced all three people to each other.

"These two gentlen hail from Dalian ng Sect -- Dalian ng Sect Leader ng Xijun, and his younger brother, ng Xiyan.

This is Zhang Fengxi, a wandering cultivator who is currently staying at Wushan Temple Sect as a guest disciple."

Zhang Fengxi did not bother getting to know anyone at the Spiritual Mountain Competition, but his prowess during the competition erupted like a silent storm, leaving whispers of wonder echoing through the hushed crowds.

"Aaaaah! It’s you!" ng Xiyan cried out, his eyes as round as the moon. "I know you! You are that guy who beat the three-headed lion! Not alone, of course. Brother Qiao Wei, you were excellent as always," he quickly added, not wanting to undermine Qiao Wei’s contribution.

"I didn’t do much," Qiao Wei replied in all honesty.

He fell unconscious after being slamd against the wall by the beast, but thankfully regained his consciousness in a critical mont.

"There is no need to be so humble," ng Xijun smiled at Qiao Wei. "The title ’Venerable Sword Saint of Wushan’ did not co without a set of prestigious achievents."

Qiao Wei cupped his hands at ng Xijun.

"Sect Leader ng is too kind. Qiao Wei does not deserve it."

Zhang Fengxi’s eyes narrowed to steel slits as he tracked every nuance of the interaction between Qiao Wei and ng Xijun.

Why would a sect leader praise an outsider, no matter how brilliant Qiao Wei was?

And what’s with the warm gaze he shot Qiao Wei? That was highly improper!

The sound of Zhang Fengxi clearing his throat sliced through the air, demanding their imdiate attention.

"Sect Leader ng, did you also attend the competition? How co I didn’t see you around?" He asked with an icy smile.

ng Xijun’s eyes iced over, pinning Zhang Fengxi with a glacial stare.

"I did, but I didn’t enter the competition ground. Xiyan did, with our nine other disciples."

"Oh, I don’t think that we ran across each other," ng Xiyan said cheerfully. "I didn’t even know that there was a three-headed lion at E’ling Mountain! Oh, but I still ca out fifth in the competition!"

ng Xijun’s brows knit together in distaste at his brother’s flippant reply.

"It’s because you were relatively close to the entrance, Xiyan. I would rather have you farm the beast cores and other precious ingredients at Mount E’ling before coming out. The prize for the fourth to tenth place was ridiculously diocre."

ng Xiyan let out a soft giggle.

"I know, I know. I will perform better next ti. Brother Zhang Fengxi, can you give so pointers? I would be grateful to receive so lessons from you."

A polite smile curved Zhang Fengxi’s lips.

"Unfortunately, I wield a spear. I don’t think that I can give a saber wielder any pointers."

"Oh, don’t say that," ng Xiyan laughed. "I am not asking you to teach any spear techniques. Just share so in-depth tricks to allow to excel in the next competition," he added with a snicker in his elder brother’s direction.

ng Xijun shook his head at his younger brother’s childish behavior.

"Certainly, Xiyan can learn a lot from Sir Zhang here, but if he doesn’t feel comfortable, then you should not force him."

"Zhang Fengxi would be happy to share so of his extensive knowledge," Qiao Wei chid in. "Before the banquet begins, why don’t we partake in a friendly spar for once, Sect Leader ng?"

ng Xijun bead at Qiao Wei.

"Master Qiao Wei read my mind. I was about to suggest the sa."

Qiao Wei bit back a flinch under Zhang Fengxi’s searing gaze, his steps trailing ng Xijun toward the courtyard behind the pavilion.

Both of them cultivated the path of swordsmanship, thus a spar was more than reasonable.

And yet, despite Qiao Wei’s interest in probing ng Xijun’s skills, he was more interested in prying out so information from the Dalian ng Sect Leader.

"Sect Leader ng, the three-headed lion at the Spiritual Mountain competition was quite a challenge," he remarked. "I wonder which sect leader brought the beast into Mount E’ling?"

With a flick of his sleeve, ng Xijun danced into Qiao Wei’s parry, their blades singing a clashing duet as they spun through the air. Steel hissed and sparks pirouetted, before eting again in a teeth-gritting lock.

"The beast is not supposed to be there, Master Qiao Wei. I am sure that Sect Leader Bai told you as much," ng Xijun answered.

CLANG CLANG CLANG

Light as a whispered promise, Qiao Wei skimd the breeze, his every step a ripple in the air itself. With a flick of his wrist, his blade sang a siren’s song, drawing ng Xijun back on wings of reluctant steel.

"I am aware of that, but I also know that the one who put the barrier into place was you, Sect Leader ng."

Qiao Wei’s voice was devoid of accusation, yet ng Xijun’s eyes chilled at his words.

"What does Master Qiao Wei really want to ask ?" He snapped, his next attack was laced with fury.

Qiao Wei deflected ng Xijun’s attack with an elegant flick of his wrist.

"Sect Leader ng, I am not pointing fingers at anyone. The only person who can do that is you, Sect Leader ng. Did you sense any abnormalities when you set up the barrier?"

Both n landed on the ground.

ng Xijun stared deep into Qiao Wei’s eyes before he took a deep breath.

"Certainly," he murmured. "I sensed an abnormal intrusion into the barrier at the sa ti the participants entered the competition ground."

Qiao Wei guessed as much.

"Did you tell anyone yet, Sect Leader ng?"

ng Xijun shook his head.

"No. You are the first one who ca to with this matter."

Qiao Wei nodded.

"Very well. It is better not to tell anyone else, lest you alert the perpetrator."

"I agree," ng Xijun said. "It is comndable of Master Qiao Wei to investigate this issue. Should you co across any difficulties, please do not hesitate to co with ."

"I will. Thank you, Sect Leader ng."

Qiao Wei and ng Xijun returned to the pavilion. They found the other two n in the cozy living room.

Zhang Fengxi was pinning ng Xiyan by his wrists against the wall, their faces only inches apart from each other.

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Author’s note :

What do my loyal readers think will happen next?

1. Jianyu will kill Fengxi.

2. Jianyu will ask for a divorce.

3. Jianyu will kiss Xijun.

Fengxi : ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟ⁠:⁠｡ Baby please it’s not what it looks like!

Jianyu : ಠಿ⁠_⁠ಠ