8: Chapter 8 Hand-Roasted Chestnuts

[Name: Jiang Yuwei]

[Gender: Female]

[Race: Human]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 1]

[Personality Traits: Benevolent, prudent]

[Innate Luck: Granddaughter of Luck (Gold), Peerless Beauty (Gold), Husband-Prospering (Gold)]

[Acquired Luck: Not yet unlocked]

At the very top of the panel.

Among the five hearts on the favorability bar, four hearts were fully lit, and the last one was faintly shimmering.

It felt as if it only needed one final push to be completely illuminated.

Almost at the same time the panel opened, the System's notification sounded:

[Target Jiang Yuwei's current favorability has reached the upper limit for conventional interaction modes]

[Current emotional state: Clear affection, growing dependence]

[To unlock the final heart and raise favorability to the maximum value, an emotional Breakthrough must be achieved through a specific opportunity]

An opportunity?

To put it bluntly, wasn't it just a hero-saving-the-beauty scenario or a major event of sharing life and death together?

Though it was a bit cliché, there was no denying that this tactic always worked.

He wasn't in a hurry; after all, there were still over four days left in the novice protection period.

"Pack up your things, we're heading back to the Sect."

Mo Zixing closed the panel and called out to Jiang Yuwei, who was still looking down and packing.

Jiang Yuwei was still folding the outer robe he had draped over her last night. Hearing this, she walked over quickly and handed it to him, responding:

"Okay, Senior Brother."

Seeing her well-behaved appearance, Mo Zixing couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This is how a Junior Sister should feel!

The two didn't delay any further and walked along the forest path toward the Sect.

Relying on the super recovery power brought by the Candle Dragon Bloodline, Mo Zixing didn't feel tired at all even after Cultivating all night without rest.

Jiang Yuwei followed at his side holding her sword, occasionally stealing a glance at him.

After walking for less than an hour, when they were only two miles away from the Outer Sect's gate, they ran into a man also wearing the Outer Sect Disciple uniform.

The moment the other person's gaze swept over, it first lingered on Jiang Yuwei's Face for several seconds before finally landing on Mo Zixing.

Mo Zixing raised an eyebrow, and with a thought, the System panel popped up:

[Name: Zhang Xianning]

[Gender: Male]

[Race: Human]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 4]

[Personality Traits:

1. reputation: Places high value on personal prestige, values Face.

2. Self-Willed: Tends not to consider others' thoughts, prioritizes personal will.]

[Innate Luck:

1. Childhood Pyromania (White): Loved playing with fire as a child, Fire Spiritual Root is slightly stronger than average.

2. Hand-Roasted Chestnuts (Green): Palms are hard, can roast chestnuts directly, achieves double the result with half the effort when Cultivating palm techniques.]

[Acquired Luck: Not yet unlocked]

Mo Zixing almost couldn't hold it together.

What on earth is all this?

One white, one green.

Even Hand-Roasted Chestnuts appeared.

Compared to Jiang Yuwei's three glittering gold traits, wasn't this guy just a pure nobody?

Unaware of this, Zhang Xianning took a few more steps toward them, blocked their path, and spoke to Jiang Yuwei sarcastically:

"Junior Sister Jiang, you've only just joined the Sect, don't be fooled by certain trash."

His gaze swept sideways across Mo Zixing, his Face full of disdain:

"Unlike me, I've already reached Qi Refining Level 4 Perfection, and in another half month, I'll be able to Breakthrough to Qi Refining Level 5."

"At the Martial Arts Field last month, I defeated a Cultivator of the same level in three moves. I'm guaranteed to pass the Inner Sect assessment next month."

"If Junior Sister Jiang wants to Cultivate properly, why not follow me? I guarantee no one in the Outer Sect will dare touch a hair on your head. Isn't that better than following this trash?"

Jiang Yuwei's brow furrowed instantly. She took half a step forward and looked at Zhang Xianning coldly, her tone carrying obvious displeasure:

"Senior Brother Zhang, who I walk with has nothing to do with you."

"Senior Brother Mo's strength is very high, not something you can compare to. Please speak with more respect."

As soon as she said this, Zhang Xianning acted as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world and burst into loud laughter on the spot.

"What a joke, 'strength is very high.' Junior Sister Jiang, haven't you been tricked by him?"

Zhang Xianning pointed at Mo Zixing and sneered:

"What kind of trash Mo Zixing is, who in the entire Outer Sect doesn't know?"

"Three years, for three whole years he's been stuck at Qi Refining Level 3 without moving an inch."

"I rushed from Qi Refining Level 1 to Level 4 in a single year, leaving him so far behind he can't even see my shadow. Where does his 'strength' come from?"

Jiang Yuwei didn't believe his nonsense at all; she even felt this person had some mental issues.

What kind of Qi Refining Level 3 Cultivator could take a sword through the heart and still cleanly cut down three Bamboo Demons?

If he were truly only at Qi Refining Level 3, Senior Brother Mo wouldn't be standing here alive.

With Zhang Xianning's meager skills, he probably couldn't even cut a single joint of that Bamboo Demon Leader.

He was purely here to find trouble.

Looking at Zhang Xianning's ignorant and arrogant Face, she felt a bit helpless and gave a well-intentioned warning:

"Senior Brother Zhang, don't look down on people too much. If it really comes to a fight, you might not be Senior Brother Mo's match."

"It's not too late to stop now, lest you be embarrassed later."

"Embarrassed?"

The smile on Zhang Xianning's Face vanished instantly, his eyes filled with hostility.

He was already jealous that Mo Zixing could walk with such a beautiful Junior Sister, and now he felt he was losing Face. He immediately challenged Mo Zixing on the spot:

"Kid, do you dare have a match with me?"

He took a step forward, tilted his chin up, and threw down a harsh threat:

"We'll fight at the Outer Sect's Martial Arena. Whoever loses will kowtow three times to the winner and hand over all their Spirit Stones and everything in their Storage Pouch!"

"Well, do you dare accept?"

He was absolutely certain in his heart that Mo Zixing, a Qi Refining Level 3 trash, would never dare accept this challenge.

After all, he was a full minor Realm higher than Mo Zixing. He could easily win against those of the same level, let alone a Qi Refining Level 3?

If he accepted, it would be seeking humiliation.

If he didn't, he would never be able to hold his head up again.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Zixing gently pulled Jiang Yuwei behind him, took a step forward, and directly accepted:

"Fine, I accept."

"The rules will be as you said. Don't go back on your word when you lose."

Jiang Yuwei was stunned for a moment and quickly tugged at the corner of his clothes, whispering:

"Senior Brother, you..."

She wasn't afraid of Mo Zixing losing; she was afraid that his previous sword wound hadn't fully healed and that fighting would aggravate the injury.

Mo Zixing turned back and gave her a reassuring look, signaling her not to worry.

Meanwhile, he was secretly delighted.

Why refuse? This was practically like someone coming to deliver him a gift.

So what if he was Qi Refining Level 4?

He was also already at Qi Refining Level 4 now.

Not only that, with the Candle Dragon Bloodline, even if he took a few hits, he could heal instantly. He wasn't afraid in the slightest.

What's more, in the corner of the System panel, the dice icon representing the trait extraction chance was almost through its cooldown.

He had to seize this opportunity to make this guy drop some good stuff.