Everyone fled the scene in a panic, making Jian Xingzhi feel somewhat embarrassed. He awkwardly replied to 666: “You see, none of them knows the answer to this question. Discussing it won’t help anyway.”
“It’s not that discussing won’t help,” 666 sighed. “It’s that they simply don’t want to discuss it with you, okay?”
“Alright, you’re so annoying,” Jian Xingzhi said, hearing its reminder and feeling quite angry. “Just tell me directly—what exactly does this word mean? Is my understanding wrong? Being the center of attention, making a dazzling entrance—what’s the problem with that!”
“Master, think carefully,” 666 said helplessly. “Isn’t ‘dazzling’ a positive word?”
“That’s right.” Jian Xingzhi crossed his arms and nodded. “And then?”
“So do you think that when you all made your entrance this time, everyone felt admiration for you? Or sympathy?”
This question made Jian Xingzhi fall into deep thought. He quickly grasped the key point: “So, ‘dazzling’ should be an image that makes everyone admire you?”
“Exactly!” Seeing him catch on, 666 became quite excited. “Positive, uplifting, aspirational—something everyone wants and worships. What do you think is everyone’s ultimate pursuit at the Immortal Alliance assembly?”
Jian Xingzhi understood. He nodded: “I get it now. You want her to become the alliance leader of the Immortal Alliance!”
“Those are your words,” 666 quickly explained. “It has nothing to do with me—this doesn’t count as cheating.”
“Good,” Jian Xingzhi said, hearing this goal and standing up. “A mere Immortal Alliance leader position—I’ll convince Wanwan to take it right now!”
With that, Jian Xingzhi headed toward Qin Wanwan’s room.
Qin Wanwan was lying spread-eagled on the bed, staring blankly at the top of the bed canopy.
“Master,” 38 couldn’t help but remind her, “please deal with your singed hair. Listen to the room next door—how diligent is Cuilu?”
As 38 spoke, Cuilu’s cursing could be heard from next door.
She was dealing with her singed bird feathers, using her beak to pluck one while cursing Jian Xingzhi with each pluck.
Qin Wanwan didn’t move. She lay there, listless: “I’m tired. Don’t want to move.”
“Then take a bath,” 38 couldn’t stand it anymore. “At least change your clothes before sleeping.”
Qin Wanwan didn’t want to respond and simply closed her eyes.
She was so tired, so exhausted. If she were still in the twenty-first century, the only thing she could do right now would be to play on her phone.
Before she could fall asleep, she heard the window creak, and then Jian Xingzhi was sitting at her bedside. He set up a barrier and spoke solemnly: “Wanwan, I have something important to tell you.”
Qin Wanwan kept her eyes closed, pretending to sleep. Jian Xingzhi reached out and grasped her hand. Qin Wanwan immediately opened her eyes and said nervously: “I’m awake! Don’t make any moves!”
“I know.” Jian Xingzhi nodded. He simply held her hand without doing anything excessive like releasing electric shocks or crushing her bones. He looked at her with anticipation: “Wanwan, do you want to become the Immortal Alliance leader?”
“I don’t.” Qin Wanwan refused without hesitation.
Jian Xingzhi shook his head: “No, you do.”
“I really don’t.” Qin Wanwan sat up and swallowed. “Jian Xingzhi, you know clearly what kind of person I am.”
“I know clearly,” Jian Xingzhi nodded and reminded her. “You’re someone who needs to ascend, and to ascend you must complete tasks. I’ve already comprehended what the word ‘dazzling’ means. The position of Immortal Alliance leader at the assembly belongs to none other than you. Are you ready?”
“No.”
Qin Wanwan shook her head. She raised her hands and gripped Jian Xingzhi’s shoulders: “Jian Xingzhi, stop thinking about the dazzling thing for now. Let’s sleep and think about some serious matters.”
“Serious matters?”
Jian Xingzhi didn’t understand. If the task wasn’t a serious matter, what was?
Qin Wanwan nodded. She began analyzing for him, trying to dispel his notion: “There are many things right now. Think about it—that Venerable Miaoyan, isn’t there a high possibility he’s Mei Suihan? Now he’s organizing this Immortal Alliance assembly and wants us to give him the Linglong Jade. Doesn’t that seem like a conspiracy?”
“Yes.” Jian Xingzhi nodded and frowned. “So doesn’t that make it even more necessary for us to become the alliance leader?”
“So we should strike first, not become some alliance leader.”
This made Jian Xingzhi hesitate, feeling there might be some truth to it. Qin Wanwan continued persuading him: “Do you remember why we came here? It was to test whether this Venerable Miaoyan is Mei Suihan. If he is, then as long as he’s injured and fights back, my mother’s spell formula will appear and we can find her, right?”
“These two things can be done simultaneously,” Jian Xingzhi thought for a moment, then raised his head and said seriously, “Tomorrow I’ll go kill Venerable Miaoyan, and you go compete for alliance leader. How about that?”
“These two things,” Qin Wanwan said, thinking of today’s social death scene and feeling apprehensive about Jian Xingzhi’s choices. She didn’t dare casually agree to any request proposed by this master of reverse operations. She could only insist: “We can just do one.”
“Then become the alliance leader.”
“Let’s just kill Venerable Miaoyan instead.”
The two held their ground, quietly facing each other in the darkness. Jian Xingzhi stared at her for a long time, then frowned: “Are you being lazy?”
“I—” Qin Wanwan was so angry she could barely breathe. “Is that the kind of person I am in your mind?”
“Don’t worry. I’ll secure the alliance leader position for you, and I’ll also take care of Venerable Miaoyan for you,” Jian Xingzhi said with great confidence. He patted her shoulder and stood up. “All you need to do is prepare to reap the rewards. Rest well. I’m leaving.”
“Wait…”
Qin Wanwan spoke up, wanting to stop him, but Jian Xingzhi waved his hand and jumped out the window, completely disappearing.
From next door came the sound of Cuilu cursing while plucking feathers: “Jian Xingzhi, I’ll fuck your grandfather!”
Jian Xingzhi passed by and knocked on Cuilu’s door: “Curse me again and I’ll pluck all your feathers bare!”
Cuilu’s room became quiet. Jian Xingzhi passed by smugly. A moment later, Cuilu’s cursing became even louder: “Jian Xingzhi, I’ll fuck your ancestors!!”
Sounds of a door breaking and fighting came from next door. Qin Wanwan froze for a moment, then turned back to lie down on the bed, set up a sound-dampening barrier, and peacefully closed her eyes.
Forget it. Whatever happens, she’d think about it tomorrow.
The current team was hard to lead. She needed to conserve her energy properly.
—
**Author’s Note:** The evening update will be over 6000 words. This Long Aotian – Chapter is a bit shorter…
**[Mini Theater]**
666: “The female lead should become the Immortal Alliance leader.”
Jian Xingzhi: “I’ll convince her to take it right now!”
Qin Wanwan: “I’m tired. Let it all burn.”