Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 374: Chapter 370: You’re Not Worthy, One Finger

Six hours had passed since the tea competition began.

It was now late at night.

At this moment, the gazes of numerous Martial Artists were fixed on one person. The tea competition had ended, and the winner had been decided.

"I can’t believe Gu Feng was hiding his strength so well."

"That last move must have been his trump card. With his current strength, he could easily rank in the top fifteen. And that trump card... it could probably threaten even those in the top ten."

"But it’s obviously not easy for him to use that move."

In everyone’s line of sight, Gu Feng’s face was pale, and his breathing was extremely heavy.

Just a moment ago, one of his attacks had stunned the entire audience. His opponent, someone ranked in the top fifteen of the younger generation, had been severely injured by it.

The power of that attack left everyone with a lingering fear.

Even Lan Nongyu had put down her teapot for the first time to watch Gu Feng, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

It had to be admitted. For someone from a Middle Grade Sect like Gu Feng to have come this far, he was an absolute genius.

"Gu Feng, congratulations."

Voices of congratulation rose from all around. With Gu Feng’s strength, he was worth befriending.

Although Gu Feng’s face remained impassive, his eyes held a trace of pride. After today, his name would be known by many more people.

He scanned the crowd, frowning when his gaze fell upon Ning Jiang. He quickly looked away from him, his eyes landing on Lan Nongyu.

"Miss Lan, according to the tea gathering’s rules, I can make three requests of you, correct?" Gu Feng said, a hint of excitement hidden deep in his eyes.

"That’s right."

Lan Nongyu nodded. This had always been the rule of the tea gathering.

"Gu Feng, what do you want? A Magical Treasure? A Cultivation Technique? Or some other Treasure? You can ask for anything."

"Alright then." Gu Feng took a deep breath, then said something shocking. "Miss Lan, I don’t need three requests. I’d like to exchange all three for just one."

"Let’s hear it."

"I have always had eyes only for you, Miss Lan. So, I must be bold and ask you to accompany me for three days!"

As soon as he said this, the many Martial Artists revealed looks of shock.

A request like that was nothing short of audacious.

No one had expected Gu Feng to dare express his feelings so openly. He had probably been waiting for this opportunity for a very long time.

Seeing Lan Nongyu remain silent, Gu Feng quickly added, "Miss Lan, please don’t misunderstand. For these three days, I only ask that you accompany me on a tour of the area. I dare not ask for anything more."

’Even if it’s just accompanying him for three days, how many people would kill for an opportunity like that?’ some of the Martial Artists thought to themselves.

In Liang Province, countless men were infatuated with Lan Nongyu.

Some would even trade their lives just to have her company for a single day.

"I wonder if Miss Lan will agree?"

Everyone looked at Lan Nongyu. Her expression was calm. She lifted the teapot, poured a cup for Ning Jiang, and only then did she slowly say, "Pick another."

Just two words.

Calm, yet laced with indifference.

Gu Feng’s expression instantly stiffened.

Many Martial Artists shook their heads secretly, not at all surprised. Given Lan Nongyu’s inner pride, the chances of her agreeing to such a request were minuscule.

"Since Miss Lan won’t agree, then let’s forget it. I was out of line just now. I hope Miss Lan can forgive me."

Gu Feng was also a man of deep cunning. Not only did he show no dissatisfaction, he even put on an apologetic and suave expression.

This display actually won him some praise from the onlookers.

He changed his request, saying, "I won’t ask Miss Lan to accompany me for three days. I only ask that Miss Lan pour a cup of tea for me and keep me company for the time it takes to drink a pot."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ning Jiang, a flash of jealousy in his eyes.

’Surely Lan Nongyu won’t refuse this request, right?’

After all, Lan Nongyu was sitting right there with Ning Jiang, serving him tea like a little Maid.

"Pick another."

However, Lan Nongyu’s indifferent reply stunned him.

He had never imagined she would refuse.

Even the people around them found it strange. This request was already quite ordinary. Since Ning Jiang could enjoy such treatment, why couldn’t Gu Feng, the winner of this tea gathering?

No matter how good Gu Feng’s self-control was, a fire of jealousy now raged in his heart. "Miss Lan, you can’t even agree to the time it takes for a pot of tea? Then what right does *he* have?"

His spear was pointed directly at Ning Jiang.

"Miss Lan, we also find it strange. This man didn’t even dare to accept Gu Feng’s challenge. What gives him the right?"

"Miss Lan, aren’t you being a bit too biased? Could this man be your boyfriend?"

The other Martial Artists who were displeased with Ning Jiang all spoke up, questioning the situation.

Lan Nongyu’s expression was exceptionally calm. Normally, these questions might have angered her, but since sitting next to Ning Jiang, she discovered that he exuded an aura that subtly influenced her, allowing her to keep her heart as still as water at all times, neither arrogant nor rash.

"Gu Feng, Young Master Jiang didn’t accept your challenge, not because he was afraid, but because..." Lan Nongyu paused, then said coldly, "You’re not worthy!"

"I’m not worthy?"

Gu Feng’s pupils contracted violently.

Then, an even greater rage erupted from his heart. To be looked down upon by the woman he liked, to be told "You’re not worthy"—anyone would be furious.

"I don’t believe it." He spat out four words, his gaze as cold as a sword fixed on Ning Jiang. "Miss Lan says I’m not worthy. In that case, let me see what kind of strength you have! Or are you just going to hide behind Miss Lan like a coward?"

"Get out here and fight me!"

Those last six words thundered like a clap of thunder.

Lan Nongyu’s delicate brows furrowed, and a cold light appeared in her beautiful eyes. "Young Master Jiang, let me throw him out."

"There’s no need."

Ning Jiang waved his hand. He hadn’t cared about Gu Feng’s challenge at first because a dragon does not stoop to fight a snake; it would be lowering his own status.

But this snake didn’t know when to back down. It became more and more arrogant, even trying to crawl onto the dragon’s head. When that happens, the dragon has no choice but to extend a claw and crush it.

In Cyan Cloud Country, there is a saying: A Grandmaster cannot be insulted.

Anyone who dares to insult a Grandmaster has only one path—death.

And Ning Jiang was even more inviolable.

He slowly stood up. He just stood there calmly, making no other movements, yet everyone felt an immense pressure crashing down on them, originating from Ning Jiang.

The pressure was so great it nearly suffocated them.

Ning Jiang stood there like a primeval Exotic Beast that had just awakened, his aura terrifying and overwhelming everything.

Gu Feng’s eyelid couldn’t help but twitch. He quickly steadied his mind. "Take this! Heart-devouring Ghost Claw!"

A claw as black as ink instantly appeared, radiating a sinister Ghost Qi. In that moment, everyone felt a painful sensation, as if their own hearts were being squeezed.

"It’s that move!"

The crowd exclaimed. It was this very move that had won Gu Feng first place earlier.

But its current might was even greater than before, fiercer and more domineering.

But Ning Jiang just stood there, unmoving.

He placed one hand behind his back, slowly raised the other, and extended a single finger, tapping it gently forward.

In the next moment, the entire venue... fell silent!

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