Romance of the Resurrected Crown Princess and the Cold-blooded Wolf King

Chu Lian’er didn’t come to her senses until she was dazed for a while, “You mean Duanmu Xi?”

Hua Xian’er rolled her eyes, put down the teacup and turned to Chu Lian’er, “Who else can it be? You should have seen her confront Xue Xinmei, right?”

Chu Lian’er nodded. Indeed, the woman’s competence stunned her indeed.

“You should know she has been a peak Mysterious Emperor. In fact, neither of us can defeat her…”

Before Hua Xian’er finished talking, Chu Lian’er snorted, “Don’t include me. I’m not like you. I’m a level-nine Mysterious Emperor now.”

Hua Xian’er looked at the complacent Chu Lian’er and sneered, “You’ve become the Spiritual Emperor only because you ate the Auspicious Cloud Pill. Do you think you can really defeat that woman? If Auspicious Cloud Pill could work, Xue Jinshuo wouldn’t have been ruined by that woman.”

Hua Xian’er’s words hit a nerve in Chu Lian’er. It was true that she could be promoted to Spiritual Emperor simply by eating the Auspicious Cloud Pill. In terms of actual capability, she was surely no match for that woman. Back then, Xue Jinshuo also bought the Auspicious Cloud Pill but he was still ruined by Duanmu Xi. Admittedly, Duanmu Xi was a horrid woman. Chu Lian’er seemed to feel pain in her right hand again.

Seeing Chu Lian’er’s paler and paler face, Hua Xian’er smiled sinisterly again, “What do you think? Do you want to cooperate with me?”

“Tell me. How do you want to cooperate?” Chu Lian’er said but she was not slack at all.

Hua Xian’er curled her finger mysteriously, “Come here.”

Chu Lian’er leaned over suspiciously.

“We can…” Hua Xian’er whispered to Chu Lian’er for quite a while.

Chu Lian’er nodded occasionally but she didn’t fully believe Hua Xian’er’s words. Hua Xian’er was not an ordinary woman, who was quite scheming and brutal. As to this kind of woman who would bite her anytime, she had to take precautions.

…

On the sixth day of the martial arts tournament, the competition list of the final was released beforehand.

The first competition: Hua Ye’er versus Xue Luochen; the second competition: Xiahou Shan versus Lian Zhengyu; the third competition: Yue Ruye versus Hua Xian’er; the fourth competition: Mu Jianfeng versus Chu Lian’er; the fifth competition: Duanmu Xi versus Feng Xifan. Undoubtedly, the audience was most intrigued by the competition between the most anticipated candidate Duanmu Xi and Feng Xifan, the young master of the Feng Family, the head of the four families.

Soon, the first competition started. Hua Ye’er and Xue Luochen both got on the stage.

This was the first time that Duanmu Xi had seen Hua Ye’er and Xue Luochen.

Holding a white leather whip, Hua Ye’er was dressed in a light cyan dress with the silver pattern and the embroidery of hundreds of butterflies flying among flowers. Her hair was tied to a simple peach heart knot adorned with several milkwhite pearls and jewel accessories. She was not as enchanting as her sister Hua Xian’er but she was graceful enough. Her demeanor of grace would make others feel that she was a good girl.

Xue Luochen was wearing a light blue brocade robe with a fan in his hand, dashing and handsome. He was much more handsome than his brother Xue Jinshuo. When such a handsome and dashing childe went to the brothel, he would surely be coveted by the prostitutes.

Thinking of the scene where the prostitutes in the brothel contended for Xue Luochen crazily, Duanmu Xi couldn’t help grinning.

“Is he good-looking?”

Xuanyuan Mo’s gloomy voice suddenly sounded in her ears. Duanmu Xi’s heart subconsciously clenched.

“Of course not as handsome as Snow!”

Her slightly fawning words plus the sweet smile on her beautiful face made Xuanyuan Mo’s lips raised slowly. His mood was so changeable. He could be gloomy now and then became elated the next moment.

On the stage, Hua Ye’er and Xue Luochen both looked weird.

Hua Ye’er stared at Xue Luochen with her watery eyes on a cold face.

Xue Luochen smiled mischievously, his black eyes faintly simmering with worry.

Hua Ye’er swung her hand and then the white leather whip just went at Xue Luochen.

Xue Luochen didn’t dodge the whip but grabbed the leather whip. He pulled it over and then Hua Ye’er just fell into his arms. Grabbing the leather whip, Xue Luochen clutched Hua Ye’er’s waist and meanwhile smelt her scent with a fascinated look.

Hua Ye’er blushed immediately and then struggled hard, “Xue Luochen, you rogue!”

Xue Luochen laughed instead of getting angry. He whispered to her, “Rogue? Dear, you are wrong. This is called PDA.”

The audience was so confused. This didn’t look like a martial arts competition but a flirtation.

“Xue Luochen is really a playboy as the rumor says. He even flirts with his opponent on the stage.”

“Exactly. He dares to flirt with the legitimate daughter of the Hua Family. How reckless!”

“Don’t call me dear. You shameless man!” Hua Ye’er broke free from Xue Luochen’s arms with her mysterious Qi in anger. She took a few steps backward, threw the leather whip and then took out a white spiritual wand from her arms.

Xue Luochen stared at the empty arms and felt a bit dejected.

“Sword of Ice Condensing.” Hua Ye’er gathered her ice spiritual power to cast a huge icicle.

“Attack.” With Hua Ye’er’s shout, the huge icicle flew toward Xue Luochen.

“Sword of Ice Condensing?” A glint of coldness flashed across the eyes of Hua Xian’er offstage. Her sister hid her ability so well.

In a moment of desperation, Xue Luochen flew to the midair and subconsciously exerted the fire spiritual magic–“Fiery Storm”. The violent flame just came from the sky to Hua Ye’er.

Oh no. The moment he used the Fiery Storm, Xue Luochen was regretful. Following the violent flame, he bent down and dashed to Hua Ye’er. Thinking of the possibility that Hua Ye’er could get hurt, he felt so anxious and just wanted to go faster.

Seeing the flame coming at her, Hua Ye’er was too flurried to react. She was standing in situ when a fretful male voice sounded in her ears, “Silly, cast an Ice Wall.”

Hearing that, Hua Ye’er immediately wielded the spiritual wand and struck a white Ice Wall. However, the fire was so strong that the Ice Wall was melted quickly. Right before the Ice Wall was completely melted, Xue Luochen arrived beside Hua Ye’er and carried her to some safe place aside.

Bang. As the violent fire landed, it burned a huge hole in the stage.

The audience offstage was dumbstruck. He was playing the hero in the competition? This was so unbelievable!

Even the judge was stupefied. How should he make the judgment? Who should be the winner?

Hua Ye’er was tightly held into Xue Luochen’s arms, feeling his racing heartbeat. She felt her heart was also seemingly beating with his. She was so confused. They had met several times only. Why did he remind her to cast an Ice Wall and risk his life saving her? What on earth did he want to do?

While she was lost in thought, his deep voice suddenly sounded in her ears, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m glad that you are fine.”

His husky voice was slightly trembling. Xue Luochen held the girl in his arms more tightly and muttered, “I won’t do it again. I will never hurt you again even if I have to die for that.”

Hua Ye’er seemed to be flipped. She couldn’t tell how she exactly felt. Something changed secretly at the moment. Maybe she would have something and someone she cared about.

Hua Ye’er broke free from Xue Luochen’s arms. Without taking a look at Xue Luochen, she directly walked to the judge and said with a bow, “I lost.”

Gazed at by all, she turned around and got off the stage in depression. Only the faint smile on the corners of her lips betrayed her actual feelings.

Xue Luochen stood in situ and stared at Hua Ye’er leaving, lost in a trance.

“Xue Luochen prevails.”

Duanmu Xi looked at their performance, her eyes filled with intrigue. These two people were so interesting. They were both talented, good at concealing their abilities and trapped in an awkward status. Maybe that was why they were attracted to each other.

“The next competition: Xiahou Shan versus Lian Zhengyu.”

Hearing the judge’s voice, Xiahou Shan and Lian Zhengyu got on the stage together.

Duanmu Xi also observed the two of them.

Xiahou Shan was dressed luxuriously. Her dress was made of green gambiered Canton gauze with the embroidery of the big peony, whose long train was pink and decorated with the pattern of daffodil and green leaves. Apart from that, she was attired in a thin green gauze kerchief with the golden wire. Her drooping chignon was inserted with the dangling ornament inlaid with pearls and green jade. Besides, she was also wearing a ruby on her forehead, a crystal necklace on her neck and a pair of shoes with gold wire. Yet, she kept gazing at the person next to Duanmu Xi with her beautiful eyes.

She looked beautiful but she didn’t look like participating in the martial arts competition but attending a party. And Duanmu Xi disliked her gaze.

As to Lian Zhengyu, he was dressed in black. His straight face featured straight eyebrows, a prominent nose, thin lips and a pair of eyes that flickered with dark green light. He looked so apathetic.

While everyone was amazed by Xiahou Shan’s costume in awe, a more shocking thing happened. Lian Zhengyu admitted defeat so Xiahou Shan directly advanced to the final.

“How come? He just admitted defeat without fighting?”

“You don’t know about this. Lian Zhengyu is the bodyguard of Miss Xiahou. How can a bodyguard fight with his mistress? Of course he must admit defeat.”

“Alas. When the competition list was released, I’ve guessed the outcome.”

Duanmu Xi’s lips curled. No wonder Xiahou Shan was dressed in this way. She didn’t mean to fight at all. Maybe she had long anticipated the result. Otherwise, she would not be dressed like this.

“The third competition: Yue Ruye versus Hua Xian’er.”

Upon getting onto the stage, they directly got into a fight without saying anything. Hua Xian’er was holding a green spiritual wand while Yue Ruye was holding a golden bell.

Yue Ruye launched attacks first. He threw the golden bell upward. As he shouted, “Golden Shield”, the palm-size golden bell became bigger slowly and eventually turned into a big bell, which pressed down from the head of Hua Xian’er.

Hua Xian’er flipped backward and gathered the wood spiritual power to summon many brown withered vines.

“Dancing Withered Vines.” As Hua Xian’er swung her spiritual wand, the withered vines flew to Yue Ruye as if having their own consciousness.

Hua Xian’er didn’t dodge Yue Ruye’s big bell. Instead, the big bell just kept chasing after Hua Xian’er seemingly consciously.

Yue Ruye also focused on coping with Hua Xian’er’s withered vines. However, no matter how harshly he struck, the vines would regrow madly.

He didn’t expect the withered vines to be so tough. Such being the case, he could only use the spiritual magic too…