Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1793: Chapter 1773:

Early the next morning, Luo Qianqian had just finished her cultivation when she noticed that the pot of flowers in the room, which had never seemed lively, had finally bloomed; He Wenyu squatted in front of the flowers, looking delighted.

"Shiqi, you’re up? Isn’t it fragrant? I thought this pot of flowers was dead..."

"You thought it was dead? How come? It’s not withered, though it’s a bit droopy." Luo Qianqian walked over to He Wenyu’s side and looked at the flowers: "Indeed, it’s very fragrant. Are these flowers just pleasant to look at and smell? No way."

"This flower’s fruit has special properties, but the fragrance is merely calming and refreshing." He Wenyu laughed: "Nuannuan has eaten the finished product from these fruits."

"Eh? I haven’t eaten it?" Luo Qianqian seemed quite surprised.

"Of course not!" He Wenyu rolled his eyes: "Are you a glutton? How come you want to eat everything?"

"...I haven’t eaten it, Nuannuan has, have you eaten it? Has Fourth Brother eaten it? Has my mom eaten it?" Luo Qianqian felt a bit puzzled; generally speaking, she should have eaten more than Qin Nuan, right?

"Only she has eaten it." He Wenyu was speechless: "But maybe you can eat it as well."

"Fetus-preserving?" Luo Qianqian instinctively guessed, after all, Qin Nuan has eaten it, and she might too, meaning Qin Nuan has experienced something more than her. So, it must be getting married and having children.

She hadn’t eaten that fetus-preserving medicine, after all... there was no need.

"Yes." He Wenyu nodded with a look of emotion: "I should be grateful you didn’t say anything else?"

"What else could I say? As if it were for contraception?" Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, looking at He Wenyu’s surprised expression, silently turning her head: "You said it so much that I don’t even like the fragrance anymore, you really are a devil."

"Blame me? It’s all my fault." He Wenyu shrugged, holding the flower and placing it outside: "The morning sunshine isn’t very intense; it’s perfect for such delicate little flowers."

"I am suited for raising cacti, resilient and don’t require much effort from me." Luo Qianqian said calmly: "But are you sure you want to use a sword and not your huge hammer?"

"I would like to, but... to maintain image, better not. The teacher taught me a set of Falling Leaves Sword Technique, which is rather graceful." He Wenyu shook his head: "Moreover, I’ve heard the senior brothers also built their foundation on this set of sword techniques, so I should follow the convention."

"Having a teacher is quite troublesome." Luo Qianqian suddenly wasn’t sure whether to feel envious or annoyed, just mumbling something that He Wenyu didn’t actually hear.

The two of them left the small courtyard after breakfast, not remembering the flowerpot was still outside, and just left like that.

The arena was already filled with people, making Luo Qianqian feel somewhat nostalgic about the previous Sect Conference. The difference was, the audience here didn’t have any intentions of tempting the competitors. Everyone was the same, except for some being the current participants and others future ones.

Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu were both shocked to find Di Jun and Long Tu not participating as contestants, making them dumbfounded. If it were Di Jun, they could understand, after all, he was more of a support type, but Long Tu? He was acknowledged as the strongest force in Yellow Class! There was no reason not to participate, was there?

"Why?" Luo Qianqian looked at Long Tu, confused.

Di Jun shrugged: "See, I knew you’d definitely ask him and not me!"

He Wenyu promptly rolled his eyes: "What would you do if you went up there? Deplete people’s spiritual power by running circles? Win by the speed of slipping away and occasionally restoring your spiritual power?"

Di Jun’s eyes lit up: "Eh? That’s possible, why didn’t I think of that?"

"Don’t mess around." Luo Qianqian was exasperated; if that happened, she guaranteed he’d get beaten up.

"It’s said that next month is a round-robin, and those who participate this month can’t participate next month." Di Jun looked at Luo Qianqian, shrugging: "You guys are still okay; forty people draw lots for matches, twenty eliminated in the first round, ten in the second, five in the third, the last five have one bye and eliminate two, then rank the final three."

"So it could be our class against our class?" Luo Qianqian was taken aback; the old man hadn’t mentioned this!

"Yes... But if that’s the case, everyone would just concede to avoid expending energy." Di Jun nodded: "Of course, if worse comes to worst, there’s me, your strongest external aid."

"That’s true... but I still feel uneasy. Will there be any underhanded manipulation? What’s our numbers?" He Wenyu also had an odd expression; if they all went against their own, wouldn’t that be quite tragic?

The ones going down would be unwilling, and if the person in the next round didn’t win, they’d definitely be resented.

"Numbers? In fact, our class hasn’t decided at all." Di Jun shook his head; soon, Ji Lei would randomly write some down and submit them.

This is just to prevent any incidents from occurring.

As long as they submit before the match sequence is decided, it’s okay.

And the sequence decided in class beforehand is merely to deflect outsiders, preventing malicious sabotage.

If there were really any underhanded manipulation, like pitting strong members against each other, at least there would still be some reliable forces left.

Of course, when they saw the person responsible for drawing the match sequence, they felt relieved; there would definitely be no underhanded manipulation!

Because, it was the old man, Luo Shiliu’s teacher, drawing the sequence. Nothing felt more reassuring!

However...

When they saw Huang Jiu against Tian Yi, and Huang Liu against Tian Ba, it was a bit odd because these two numbers coincidentally belonged to Luo Shiliu and Luo Shiqi, and others didn’t even face Earth Class, only facing Mystery Class!

In Heaven Class and Earth Class, there was only one pair where their own class faced their own class.

Luo Qianqian’s cheek twitched; if this Tian Yi were Luo Mier, she could surrender without regret, right? After all, that’s a beauty, how could she bear to strike!

If it were anyone else, she could strike without hesitation, as her strength was no less.

But this person was a frail scholar, simply a pretty boy.

Speaking from a certain perspective, it reminded her of when she first met Bai Yixian, the feeling he gave her...

Thinking of Bai Yixian and his terrifying nature, Luo Qianqian felt on guard; there was no Luo Mier among Heaven Class participants, which from some angle allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief.

Seems like Luo Mier is a Little Princess in Heaven Class, not needing to worry about other matters.

However, comparing like this, she was fine, but felt He Wenyu was quite stressed, clearly a goddess but still had to lead the charge.

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