Chapter 726: Chapter 394: The Proper Day (Part 2)

Ji Yexue, having secluded himself for years and ignoring matters within the sect, was not without its obvious drawbacks.

He pondered for a moment, then took a step forward, his figure disappearing instantly from Mu Chunyu’s view.

Only then did Mu Chunyu finally exhale a huge sigh of relief.

The sense of oppression was too strong!

That kind of gloomy, murderous aura was truly unbearable.

He comforted himself, thinking it wasn’t his own incompetence. Hadn’t the three families among the Nine Great Forces united, and yet in front of this Night Emperor, they didn’t dare utter a squeak?

Facing such a master, it’s only natural to have a sense of awe and fear, a matter of course.

...

...

In the room, Chu Qing had already changed out of his night clothes.

With a thought, the system interface appeared.

[Trigger Commission: Assassinate the Celestial Evil Cult’s Celestial Kill General!]

[Accept it!?]

Chu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly. This prompt was a bit different from past ones.

In terms of text, there was no difference.

But the font was written in a blood-red color.

Without any hesitation, Chu Qing chose to accept it.

[Accepted successfully!]

And then there was nothing more.

Like all other tasks, it became a text hanging on the task interface, quietly waiting for Chu Qing to kill the General and then settle the reward.

He tapped his finger lightly on the desktop twice, feeling this task might have some implications.

But it seemed that only after the General was killed would he see the specifics.

So he decided not to think too much about it, lay down directly to rest up and prepare for tomorrow’s hero assembly.

...

...

Nothing was said that night, and the next day was already the day of the assembly.

Early in the morning, Wu Qianhuan came over.

She began rummaging through Chu Qing’s bundle, while Chu Qing washed himself, and after finishing, sat by the side sipping tea, quietly watching her fussing around.

Wu Qianhuan seemed to have a sort of choice paralysis, feeling this one was a bit off, and that one wasn’t quite right either.

She frequently asked Chu Qing to stand up, holding clothes against him to compare.

Chu Qing was both amused and exasperated:

"Why fret over this? Just pick one randomly."

"That’s not possible."

Wu Qianhuan didn’t even lift her head:

"Today is special. Although on the surface, the hero assembly is for various families to showcase their skills, in reality, it’s your stage alone.

"You have to be the most standout individual among the crowd today."

"... Then wear the red one, yes, the one you wore when killing Prince Xue."

Chu Qing was quite fond of this red outfit. He used to think red would be a bit odd for a man, but once he actually wore it, he felt spirited.

Especially since he had the foundation of the Mingyu Skill within him, his skin was moist and fair, and the red clothes made him even more striking.

He was indeed very eye-catching among all these martial world disciples.

After Wu Qianhuan took a couple of looks at that set:

"It’s indeed noticeable enough, but might it look a bit too informal?"

"..."

Chu Qing blinked his eyes:

"If formality is needed, then black."

"No, no, you men all like black, and at today’s hero assembly, nine out of ten will be in black, easily blending into the crowd."

Chu Qing never dreamed that even in this age, he’d be troubled by picking an outfit.

He then suggested wearing the pale moon-colored set, but Wu Qianhuan worried someone might think Chu Qing was weak and easy to bully.

Chu Qing said then to switch to white, with fluttering clothes and an immortal aura.

Wu Qianhuan thought about it and shook her head again; white easily gets dirty, and surely there would be fights today, and if elected as the martial arts alliance leader with a black stain on his chest... that would be terrible.

This won’t work, that won’t do, Chu Qing really didn’t know what to say.

But Wu Qianhuan mulled over it for a long time and finally brought the red set over:

"Forget it, let’s go with this one."

Just as Chu Qing was about to put it on, Wu Qianhuan quickly stopped him and brought out the white set as well.

In the end, she asked Chu Qing to try both and let him decide which he liked best.

Chu Qing couldn’t hold on any longer and quickly glanced at the sky, saying:

"I fear there’s no time, so let’s go with this one."

He casually grabbed the white outfit and went behind the screen, only to have Wu Qianhuan follow him in, helping him change.

This white suit wasn’t the wide-sleeved, immortal-like style.

Instead, it was more fitting, with sleeves tightened at the wrists, and Wu Qianhuan carefully tied it up bit by bit.

The outer garment was sleeveless, fitted to his body, and secured with a white jade waistband.

After wearing it, it indeed made him appear as a gentleman like jade, outstanding and unique.

She led Chu Qing out from behind the screen, made him sit, and undid his hair to rearrange it.

As Chu Qing watched, he suddenly smiled.

He felt like he had become one of those ambitious family heirs from TV dramas, eager to achieve a grand ambition.

When he was about to reach the summit, naturally, he would take it seriously.

Burn incense, bathe, and tidy up, just waiting for that final step to reach the peak.

However, such characters are often thwarted just at the last moment.

Not only would they miss out on power within reach, but they might also end up with a ruined reputation.

Chu Qing reflected on his own life and felt he wouldn’t end up in such a miserable plight, which made him chuckle silently.

"What’s so funny?"

Wu Qianhuan seriously combed his long hair, afraid a single strand might escape her control.

Chu Qing watched her face through the copper mirror and smiled, saying:

"I just didn’t expect that the dignified miss of Celestial Dance City would do these things too."

"As if I didn’t help you tidy up when we were kids..."

Wu Qianhuan spoke with some defiance.

"...Was that tidying up?"

Chu Qing immediately retorted:

"You were playing with me like a toy!"

Wu Qianhuan was ultimately a girl, and little girls generally liked similar things.

They enjoyed dressing up dolls and such.

But Wu Qianhuan was not an ordinary martial artist. She had been training since childhood, and naturally, her dolls were better than those of ordinary people.

After all, even granting the best conditions, how many could play with a living person as a doll?

At the time, Chu Qing couldn’t outfight her, nor resist, constantly being pinned down in a chair by her to brush his hair, paint his eyebrows, apply rouge...

Being a male, it was truly an extraordinary humiliation.

"Don’t act all virtuous now, as if you weren’t thankful for the lice I caught for you when you were little."

With long hair often unkempt, it was bound to turn sour, stinky, and lice-ridden over time.

Children, with their heavy play instinct, didn’t mind much about bathing, even though it wasn’t difficult at home, so they just scratched when their heads itched.

Little did they know lice were thriving amidst it all.

Whenever Wu Qianhuan spotted one while combing Chu Qing’s hair, she gleefully caught it.

Then, she’d count them, and like a savior, expect Chu Qing to thank her...

Recalling those memories, Chu Qing couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Wu Qianhuan finished arranging Chu Qing’s hair, fitted a silver hairband with embedded gems, and threaded it through with a jade hairpin to secure it.

"All done!"

Wu Qianhuan clapped her hands lightly as if she had completed a major undertaking:

"How does it look?"

"Hmm, it suddenly feels like this face of mine was born to rely on charm... after all of this is settled, how about you support me?"

Chu Qing glanced back at Wu Qianhuan.

Wu Qianhuan spat:

"Even if Celestial Dance City is yours, would it suit your taste?"

"Even a mosquito leg is still meat; how could it not be appreciated?"

"... Who are you calling mosquito legs."

Wu Qianhuan angrily pinched him.

Chu Qing begged for mercy repeatedly, finally calming her ’wrath.’

Then they summoned Gentle and Wenren Qianluo and had a breakfast in Chu Qing’s room.

Just as they put down their chopsticks, Liu Zhaonian, Ouyang Tianxu, and... Ji Yexue had appeared at the courtyard gate.

"Time’s up, we should set off now."

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