Transmigrating to the Great Zhou Dynasty (The Romantic Martial Tang Dynasty) - Chapter 284 Yan Jing'an

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The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Li Yifei reluctantly crawled out of Wu Ping'er's bed. Today was the first day of the martial arts tournament, and if he went back late and was caught by someone, things would get complicated.
Therefore, Wu Ping'er pulled him off her body early in the morning and giggled, "Look at your little face, it's so bitter you're practically squeezing out bitter juice. Alright, after this martial arts tournament is over, your aunt will definitely spend more time with you!"
Li Yifei chuckled, his worried expression vanishing instantly. He held Wu Ping'er's head tightly in his hands, kissed it lightly, and said, "Auntie, you said it yourself, so you can't go back on your word later. Your grand-nephew hasn't tasted your front yet!"
After saying that, Li Yifei glanced ambiguously at Wu Ping'er's alluring peach garden and secret valley below. Last night, despite his repeated requests to have a truly blissful experience with Wu Ping'er, the beautiful woman stubbornly refused. Helpless, he could only avoid the main issue and finally vented his desires in the beautiful woman's rear.
Wu Ping'er didn't resist this intimate contact. She leaned her head on Li Yifei's shoulder and wrapped her slender arms around his neck from behind, saying coquettishly, "You, you tormented your aunt last night, and now you're trying to cause trouble again. Wait until this martial arts tournament is over, and see how I complain to your grandmother!"
Li Yifei curled his lip, looking completely unconvinced: "Hehe, dear aunt, would you really bear to see your grand-nephew punished?"
As Li Yifei spoke, he reached out and grasped the soft mound of Wu Ping'er's chest.
"Oh, you little rascal, my darling, it's almost dawn, you should go home soon."
Even in her confusion and infatuation, Wu Ping'er did not forget her mission.
Li Yifei looked up at the window and realized that it was already getting late. He then got up, broke free from Wu Ping'er's entourage of cosmetics, and said, "Auntie, I'll be going now. Remember to miss me!"
"Giggle!"
Wu Ping'er gave Li Yifei a charming, reproachful look, her beautiful eyes lingering on his crotch for a long while before she said sweetly, "Don't worry, your aunt will always be thinking of you, my little tyrant!"
Li Yifei laughed heartily and said, "I think you miss my little tyrant down there, Auntie!"
"Tch, how disgusting! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"
"Ha ha!"
Li Yifei laughed triumphantly three times, his figure gradually disappearing into the distance, and soon vanished from Wu Ping'er's bedroom.
After he returned to his room and washed up, it was finally dawn.
"Thump!"
"Knock knock!"...
A melodious and resonant bell suddenly echoed throughout the villa, its lingering sound like celestial music.
"Is the martial arts tournament finally about to begin?"
Li Yifei looked up at the window, his heart pounding with excitement at the resounding chimes.
This is a grand gathering that all martial arts practitioners have been eagerly anticipating. Soon, a new martial arts overlord will be crowned here.
"I, the Crown Prince, am determined to obtain the position of leader of the martial arts alliance!"
Li Yifei clenched his fists, his gaze unwavering.
Taitai Mountain was exceptionally lively today. In addition to the disciples from the eight major sects who came to participate in the competition, many martial arts practitioners who had come from afar also gathered around the Huajian Sect Martial Arts Square.
These people, with a sense of pilgrimage, excitedly awaited the start of the martial arts tournament.
The martial arts training ground was vast and boundless, almost half the size of the imperial palace. In each of the four corners sat members of the eight major sects. These sects were clearly distinguished by their names: Shaolin, Wudang, Kunlun, Emei, Tangmen Huajian Sect, and even Hongliu Manor, each occupying a corner.
Of the eight major sects present, all but the Qingcheng Sect, a prestigious sect secretly subdued by Li Yifei, were present.
Li Yifei glanced around the room and quickly spotted many familiar figures, such as Tang Chaoyanran, the young lady of the Tang Clan, Abbess Wugou and the little nun Jingchen from the Emei Sect, and Lu Hongling, the alluring beauty from the Kunlun Sect.
The most eye-catching person was undoubtedly Lady Huarui, a stunningly beautiful woman. As the host, she wore a very festive colorful outfit, her jade-like face lightly powdered, her hair styled in high curls, and a dazzling pearl necklace adorned her snow-white neck, radiating a captivating glow under the afterglow of the blazing sun.
She exuded an air of elegance and nobility, drawing everyone's attention to her.
The phrase "as beautiful as jade, as delicate as a flower" probably describes a stunning beauty like Lady Huarui. Compared to her master, Lu Cuiyun pales in comparison.
"She's such a captivating beauty. It would be wonderful if I could take her into my harem and cherish her properly!"
Li Yifei's mind was filled with fantasies, and his starry eyes greedily scanned Lady Huarui's high, firm breasts.
"snort!"
Lady Huarui seemed to notice the rude look Li Yifei was giving her, and immediately glared at him fiercely.
However, the beauty's anger was only momentary. She quickly returned to her dignified and noble demeanor, making Li Yifei's heart itch. He even ignored the sharp and fiery gaze that Han Qian was casting at him.
"What a little lecher! This bastard will die on a woman's belly sooner or later!"
Han Qian thought to herself with a wicked grin, feeling quite dissatisfied that Li Yifei was only focused on Lady Huarui and ignoring her.
In truth, she was no less beautiful or slender than Lady Huarui, yet Li Yifei seemed to completely ignore her beauty.
In truth, Han Qian didn't understand men's psychology. Li Yifei, like other men, had a natural curiosity. Although she wasn't much less beautiful than Lady Huarui, he had already been with her several times. Therefore, the novelty had worn off. Lady Huarui, on the other hand, always acted superior and disdainful towards Li Yifei, which greatly stimulated his desire to conquer.
"Dear sister, are you jealous? Look at your pouting lips, they could hang a soy sauce bottle on them!"
Li Yifei immediately noticed the unusual look on Han Qian's face, then turned around and gave the beautiful young woman an ambiguous smile.
"Pah, who's jealous? Stop being so vain!"
Han Qian pouted, looking at him with disdain.
"Hehe, really?"
Li Yifei smiled noncommittally, his bright, playful eyes staring at the beautiful young woman, making her panic and prompting her to quickly look away.
Seeing this, Li Yifei became even more smug. However, he did not do anything too outrageous in public. After all, there were many of his old lovers and acquaintances present. If his flirting caused a bloody fight over them, that would be very bad.
Thinking of this, he immediately resumed his upright and serious demeanor, keeping his eyes straight ahead.
"Hey, it's already high in the sky, and everyone's here, so why hasn't the conference started yet!"
Li Yifei stood there for a while before noticing something unusual on the field.
Everyone, including Lady Huarui and Wu Ping'er, and Chu Lan, seemed to be anxiously waiting for someone, their eyes frequently glancing towards the outside of the square.
"Thump!"
"Knock knock!"...
Suddenly, a chanting sound seemed to come from the distant heavens, echoing throughout the square. The chanting was melodious and pleasant, and it seemed to have a magical power to bring peace and tranquility to people's hearts.
Even a grandmaster like Li Yifei felt as if he were captivated by the chanting.
"Ha!"
Li Yifei let out a soft shout, and the Yin-Yang Harmony Mystic Art's true essence surged rapidly within his body, forcing the Sanskrit chant directly out of his mind.
He looked again and found that the vast majority of people in the square were immersed in the beautiful chanting.
"Who exactly is this person? They possess such great magical power, but judging from the methods they use, they don't seem like someone who practices evil or crooked ways!"
Filled with boundless curiosity, Li Yifei turned his head to look out of the square.
"I am truly sorry to have kept you all waiting so long since Jing'an came here!"
A clear and melodious female laugh suddenly came from outside the square.
The sound was as clear and melodious as silver beads rolling onto a jade plate, ethereal and gentle, like a lover whispering sweet nothings in one's ear, making one's heart flutter.
"The newcomer has such a beautiful voice, just who is she?"
Li Yifei was momentarily immersed in the beautiful and melodious sound, and his starry eyes immediately glanced curiously in the direction of the sound.
"Whoosh!"
As soon as the words were spoken, a beautiful woman dressed in plain white robes suddenly rushed in from outside the square. Her figure was graceful and slender, and her body was exquisite and alluring, like a fairy descended from the heavens. Wherever she passed, all the people in the martial arts world bowed down in worship.
She is a woman of exceptional grace, so elegant that no one can feel any sense of disrespect towards her. She is like a fairy, high above, to be admired from afar, not to be looked at directly.
The woman's face was covered by a white veil, making it impossible for anyone to see her true appearance. However, with Li Yifei's keen eyesight, he could still vaguely discern the woman's stunning beauty hidden beneath the veil.
Li Yifei's calm heart trembled violently at the arrival of the woman in white, and he exclaimed in his heart, "How beautiful!"
This was the most elegant woman he had ever seen. Her beauty was otherworldly, breathtaking, and seemed to belong to a different world.
"Who is this woman? She's so beautiful."
"It's been many years since I last saw Fairy Jing'an, but her charm remains unchanged. I am truly ashamed of myself in comparison!"
While Li Yifei was lost in thought, the woman in plain clothes had already swiftly arrived at the main seat of the arena in the middle of the square.
As soon as she sat down, Lady Huarui, on behalf of the Huajian Sect, greeted her with a cupped-hand salute, and the leaders of the other sects also stood up and bowed in return.
"Hehe, Madam is joking. I'm just an old man, what charm do I have left?"
The woman in plain clothes smiled modestly, then gracefully took her seat in the main seat.
This scene aroused Li Yifei's curiosity, and he immediately turned to Han Qian and asked, "Sister Han, who exactly is this woman in white? How come she has such ability that even the leaders of the eight major sects treat her so politely!"
"Haha, you are truly ignorant, Swordsman Chaser. You don't even know the famous Master Yan Jing'an of Jingzhai. You've been in the martial world for so many years. I advise you to go home and take care of your children instead of making a fool of yourself here!"
Before Han Qian could answer, the monk in the distance burst into laughter.
"What? She's Yan Jing'an, the head of Jingzhai? The number one beauty on the first list of the most beautiful women in the martial arts world!"
Li Yifei ignored the monk's clamor; at this moment, he was completely immersed in the immense shock of the woman in plain clothes' identity.

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