Chapter 25: The Young Masters' Tournament (Part 2)

  "Brother Autumn Wind, you're really funny. You ask me why I didn't guess the Dragon family." Murong Qingyue covered her stomach and laughed so hard she almost fell to the ground.

  "What's up?"

  "Brother Autumn Wind, I don't dare say about other families, but I know the Long family's sister very well! Long Tian'ao has a heroic appearance, with a broad face and sword-like eyebrows, he is talented and ambitious, already 25 years old, and is the rightful heir to the empire. He is still studying in the imperial palace, it's absolutely impossible for him to come to Golden City."

  Long Tianmo's legs were crippled, he lived in the imperial family's backyard, his temperament was cold and indifferent, only a few people could enter to see him, it's impossible for someone like you.

  As for Long Tianfei, I've met him a few times. He's tall and majestic, with a strong back and sturdy waist. His mind is always preoccupied with military affairs, his heart focused on war. He should still be at the Thunder Fortress, drilling soldiers...

  "And what?"

  "And besides, everyone in the Long family has a good character, how could you always stare at other people's chest like you are doing now!"

  Long Tianyu immediately drew a picture of those cute eyes and smiled at Murong Qingyue with a hint of embarrassment.

  Can't help but say that Murong Qingyue's development is super good, just like two hemispheres, otherwise it wouldn't have attracted Long Tianyu's gaze to stare at her all the time.

  However, Murong Qingyue didn't seem to be angry. In her family, no one disciplined her or forced her to learn the old etiquette, so she wasn't as reserved and responsible as other young ladies from large families.

  However, Murong Qingyue's analysis was incredibly accurate, leaving Long Tianyu in awe.

  "I give up, I give up! Brother Autumn Wind, quickly tell sister the answer!"

  "I won't tell you! Haha."

  Seeing Murong Qingyue's expectant gaze, Long Tianyu couldn't help but tease her again.

  "Never mind! I don't care about knowing anyway! You must have done something bad in the Imperial Court, afraid that sister will mock you!"

  "Not at all! I'm one of the Empire's Five Good Youths!"

  "Are you good? Eating well, dressing well, playing well, gambling well, going crazy well?" After finishing speaking, Murong Qingyue looked at Long Tianyu's outfit and asked in confusion: "Not like it at all! It looks more like the Imperial Health Department."

  “……”

  Eating a small dish, Long Tianyu concentrated his gaze and looked at the people eating around him, because a strong man had entered his line of sight.

  "Murong Qingyue sister, do you know who that young man is, the one holding a white fan and wearing a white robe?"

  Looking at the young man beside him, there were two little beauties, embracing each other, looking at Long Tianyu with great displeasure.

  Murong Qingyue turned her head to see the young man, furrowing her brow. From his expression, she knew that this person's character was not good: "Qiu Feng, this person is the eldest son of the Qingshan Sect, Qing Shan, who is cunning and lustful for women. He relies on his sect to often do some shameful things. Last time he took a fancy to a girl from a small sect, and forcibly took her away."

  Eating the four-season beans, I shifted my gaze back, and quietly took a peek at Murong Qingyue's large breasts, having an urge to go up and squeeze them.

  "Qing Shan Zong? Never heard of it, just a third-rate wind sword master, trash. Wearing all white, a gigolo's outfit, anyone can tell he's a pervert."

  Murong Qingyue smiled lightly: "Wearing white is a prostitute, then the great demon master and some sect elders have become prostitutes, they are all wearing white robes."

  "Haha, those don't count, those people are all high-ranking officials, wearing white is a different way of understanding. For example, Princess Han Ruxue likes to wear a white cloud and snow cloak, which can better showcase her elegance and nobility. And there's also Uncle Murong Da Guan, who sometimes likes to wear a heavenly white gauze cloak, which can better display his majestic demeanor." Long Tianyu's flattery has reached the point where he's even flattering people from the Murong family. He even mentioned the name of Murong Qingyue's father, Murong Da Guan's white robe, leaving Murong Qingyue utterly astonished.

  "Cousin, you first!" Yun Tianfeng stepped forward into the hotel, making a very gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

  "Looks like this small store has many experts," Dragon Tianyu said, biting his tongue and looking at the beautiful woman standing next to Yun Tianfeng with extreme rudeness, almost biting off his own tongue.

  Murong Qingyue followed his gaze and whispered, "This person is called Yun Tianfeng! He is one of the three major sects that hosted this tournament, the young master of the Yun Sect. Four years ago, he showed strong strength at a young age. This year, at the age of 22, it is his last time to participate in this tournament, and he is the hottest contender for the championship.

  "Sister! I didn't ask him! He's just a 9th-level sword master, and he has some hidden tricks up his sleeve. I asked the beautiful woman next to him what her name was!"

  "You're so young and yet so promiscuous, I don't know how your parents raised you."

  Murong Qingyue looked at Long Tianyu's silly expression and said helplessly: "Her name is Feng Xinyao, she is from the Wind Heaven Sect, the daughter of Feng Tianzong, the Crazy Heaven Hero Sword Master Feng Xiayun. The relationship between the Wind Heaven Sect and the Cloud Sect is very close, and they will likely form an alliance through marriage. Moreover, this time she is also a small hot spot for winning the championship, and many young people have come to admire her beauty. Your brother should forget about that idea."

  "She's really great, just my type, gentle and virtuous, good temperament, nice face too. Ah, what a pity, her chest is a bit small, but it can still be trained!"

  "Boom!"

  "Ouch!" Long Tianyu's forehead bulged with a inch-sized lump and transformed into a unicorn.

  "You little brat, what's going on in that head of yours? I think you're not much better than Qing Shan. When I see your parents, I'll have to have a good talk with them, or else you'll definitely end up on the wrong path."

  Murong Qingyue was really afraid that Long Tianyu would go astray, the empire was indeed lacking in talent at this time, and there were few young strong men, after more than thirty years, they would have to take over the reins.

  Long Tianyu rubbed his sore head, and it really hurt. Mu Rong Qing was clearly a two-stage sword master, but her strength wasn't small at all.

  Murong Qingyue suddenly felt something was off and hastily asked Long Tianyu, "Autumn Wind brother, how did you know that Yun Tianfeng is a 9th rank sword master?" It's worth noting that when someone's aura isn't exposed, only those with strength extremely close to or surpassing the opponent can accurately determine their strength. Of course, some people with exceptionally deep auras can hide their level.

  "Here comes another one! This store is really lively!"

  After the two broadswordsmen, a young green-robed magician appeared in everyone's line of sight.

  Yun Tianfeng and Feng Xiyao, who had just sat down, both showed a serious expression, apparently highly vigilant against this person.

  "How did he come here? I forgot that he's only twenty-four years old this year!" Murong Qingyue revealed a face of surprise.

  "What's the background of this Murong Qingyue sister?" Long Tianyu took a closer look and found that he had a level difference with this person, but it wasn't big, and could be seen immediately.

  "He's called Xue Hongfei! He's the third imperial prince of the Blood Feather Empire! His strength is extremely powerful, and he's extremely treacherous. Brother, you must be careful when you meet him. Our empire has a deep grudge against the Blood Feather Empire, beware of his assassination."

  Long Tianyu watched Blood Hongfei with concern, a fifth-tier magician, four tiers higher than Long Tianyu. He was only a first-tier Sword King, and Long Tianyu sensed an extremely uncomfortable attribute from him.

  "Is it a dark horse? It seems that this game is going to be interesting." After drinking a mouthful of clear tea, Long Tianyu felt extremely happy. Not only could he sneak a peek at Murong Qingyue's large breasts, but he could also gaze at the not-too-distant Feng Xinyao. This visual treat was truly satisfying.

  "Murong Qingyue, sister, you're so impressive, all these people know you."

  "Of course, how can you be my sister if you're not impressive?" Murong Qingyue had never been managed by anyone, but the servants didn't dare to slack off on the second miss, often collecting materials from various imperial families for her, understanding the situation, and she had an exceptional memory, completely able to say that she never forgot anything she saw.

  Murong Qingyue's mood was great, at home she had never been praised by anyone, even if she had, she thought those people were very hypocritical. Murong Xueyi was very close to her, the two sisters talked about everything, but Murong Xueyi was always busy with her glamorous life, leaving Murong Qingyue feeling very lonely.

  "Sister, do you know which powerful experts the Three Great Empires have sent?"

  Murong Qingyue carefully recalled, thinking of the masters from various countries. Because her mother had told her that if she encountered this person or that person, she should directly admit defeat.

  "The Empire's top-notch are far more numerous than the Sect's! The Tianlong Empire has Huayan family's Huayan Hong, who had 8th rank swordsmanship at just 22 years old, not to be underestimated. Xue family's Xue Lunde, a 9th rank peak water system mage, calm and collected, with a bit of wisdom. And then there's Murong family's Murong Xueyi, my own sister! She's completely abnormal, the most abnormal existence on the continent, with 1st rank water system magic at just 17 years old! Even some judges don't have that kind of power. However, Autumn Wind brother, water system mages have low attack power, and she won't necessarily be able to take the championship."

  "What about the other empires?" Long Tianyu asked curiously.

  "The Blood Feather Empire has brought many strong warriors this time. The Blood Swan is one of the top-notch ones, and I remember there's also an Earth-type Sword King and a Water-type Sword King!"

  The Blood Feather Empire's strength is indeed formidable. The 25-year-old Sword King on the continent is as rare as a Sword Emperor.

  "As for the Star Moon Empire, their information is well-protected and they act extremely secretly, we haven't been able to gather any news about them, but I can guess that they have at least two Sword Kings or Mages."

  "Autumn wind brother! Are you listening to me?" Seeing Long Tianyu being attracted by several incoming beauties again, Murong Qingyue didn't say another word and swung her sleeves, punching with her fists.

  "Ouch!"

  It's perfect, Long Tianyu just happens to be a sheep, and all the corners have been knocked out by Murong Qingyue. The passing girls see Long Tianyu's appearance, and they can't help but giggle with their hands covering their faces.

  After dinner, Murong Qingyue pulled Long Tianyu to find a place to stay, because she knew that Long Tianyu had no money, and if they didn't find a place to stay, they would have to sleep on the streets at night.

  "Little Autumn Wind, what's wrong with you?"

  Just out of the restaurant, Long Tianyu suddenly turned his head and looked at a young man who had just stepped in.

  "Autumn wind, what's wrong with him?"

  "Sister, don't you know him?" Long Tianyu asked seriously.

  Murong Qingyue shook her head.

  "Is he really that strong? You're so tense, but I didn't see anything special about him, just a fifth-rank swordsman."

  "Five-tiered swordsmen?" Long Tianyu turned around, shook his head and said in a low voice: "I think that person has at least the strength of an eighth-tiered Sword King."