Chapter 132 - An Incident at the Gathering (1/2)

The dull thud broke the connection between Jing Yi and Qiu Ling. Jing Yi turned around and lifted his brows. There was actually a martial sister from their sect lying on the ground.

”What happened?” One of the Elders made his way over and frowned.

”She fainted.”

”How come she fainted even before the gathering?” The Elder hurriedly waved at two other disciples to carry her away. Really, these disciples! Losing their sect so much face in front of everyone!

”It's not our fault!”

”He … he … he looked right at us!”, stammered one of the other disciples. Her cheeks were completely flushed. She still felt like Qiu Ling's gaze was burning her to ashes.

Actually, those martial sisters had no reason to be like this. As practitioners or cultivators did they really need a husband? But, well, they were all humans at the end of the day. Just like the men in the sect would turn around when a pretty martial sister walked past them, the martial sisters would get excited whenever they saw a handsome martial brother. Especially if it was one like Qiu Ling.

”Eh, did Grandmaster Zhangsun say he was his disciple just now?”, asked another one, perfectly displaying what all these martial sisters thought.

Being handsome was great but you had to have status, too! This was even more important to those on the path to becoming an immortal as it was to normal humans. After all, a long life might bring trouble with a lot of people and this world wasn't peaceful anyway. Having a strong backer was always welcome.

The other martial sisters nodded. Even though the stage was a bit farther away and elevated, one could still hear loud and clear what the people above were saying if they spoke normally. After all, those were the honored guests of the Yun Zou sect. If they wanted to praise someone, they should have the opportunity, no?

”You're right! Ah, he's not just drop-dead gorgeous, he also has such a high status! I feel like I'm falling in love!”

”Hmph. Get in line! I've already fallen in love with him when he flew over!”

Jing Yi's gaze darted from one martial sister to another. It seemed, being a hero also wasn't easy. That man would have to deal with so many women. Jing Yi pitied him.

Indeed. One could only pity Qiu Ling. Though his beloved had noticed his heated gaze, he hadn't understood and even worse those martial sisters of his had thought it was meant for them.

Hmph. He wasn't happy with this result. But, oh well, it was a start. He would slowly work toward their joint happiness. In fact, today was a brilliant day for that. Since he had to join in this gathering anyway he would just use the opportunity to show off his awesomeness. At the end of the day, Jing He would certainly recognize how incredibly skilled and handsome he was! By then, he would definitely sink into his arms and let himself be carried off!

Qiu Ling smiled, garnering even more attention. Somehow, this smile seemed a little evil but oh so seductive. The female disciples clamored even louder. Thankfully, not all of them were from the Yun Zou sect. Quite a few of the martial sisters from other sects had also clustered together and were excitedly whispering with each other, all the while looking over at Qiu Ling.

Elder Suo was dismayed. He remembered that boy and the fact that he had become Grandmaster Zhangsun's disciple said a lot about his talent. But why did he have to have such a face? What would happen to this gathering?