Chapter Twenty-Two ~ Tournament of Pride(7)

The end of the match would cause an uproar from the crowd. The ones who gained plaques cheered the loudest. Because in the end, they earned thousands, while the those who looked on with dismay, lost everything.

Wei Jian's dao was inches from Huang Yanan's neck, while Yanan's jian was stained with blood. The clash resulted in Wei Jian's dao breaking but he secure victory by threatening Yanan's life. While Yanan did break Wei Jian's dao and slashed into Wei Jian's shoulder. Not cause a life-threatening injury.

Trapped, he would raise his arm, signaling the end of the match. Head back towards his brothers, he could tell that they were not happy that he lost. But what could he do, he lost and that's that.

Ren Xiaoli runs and embraces Wei Jian. " Your so cool, Wei Jian !" Hao Xinyue exclaims, holding Wei Jian's broken dao. Examining the cracks and residue qi still attached to the destroyed dao. Walking towards them was Song Mehui, holding a pill. Those still around were surprised that someone line Song Mehui considered a beauty and genius would know Wei Jian.

The crowd would be even more surprised when she pried off Ren Xiaoli and hugged Wei Jian's arm. In a way that emphasized her breast even more. Her hands which held the pill would reach for his lips. Feeding him the pill, the essence would disperse into his muscles. Forcing his body to regenerate the open wound on his shoulder.

With her soft and smooth hands, she then would caress his chin, tilting it towards her. Then like proclaiming that Wei Jian is now hers. In front of all the elders and disciples; gave him a passionate kiss, tongue and all.

Wei Jian then would grab onto her waist, and the two would exit the stage. Hao Xinyue and Ren Xiaoli would follow behind, as they all headed back. Song Mehui's robe dances with the wind, revealing her behind. A plump and robust behind that would seduce any man. And how her hips moved would mesmerize them into doing her bidding.

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The next day, the news of Song Mehui being with Wei Jian was heard by everyone. And leaked outside the sect reaching the ears of the patriarch of the Song family, Grandmaster Song Zixuan. The news at the same time made him worried and ecstatic. He would immediately demand a carriage for him, leaving fast for the Golden Cicada sect.

While that was happening a lowly servant of the family, Fei Qi Ming, was livid. He was fuming that Song Mehui was now engaged. He for sure thought that all the years they spent together, it would have been him to marry her. On both knees, he would beg the head servant to allow him to tag along.

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At the Wei clan, Wei Ming Xi, the older sister of Wei Jian was surprised at the news. She was the only one that had kept watch on him for years even after he got disowned. Only recently did she give up on her hopeless little brother. And now he somehow managed to become a core disciple and become acquainted with the genius of the Song family. ' If father hears of this he would be swayed'.

Heading into her father's room, she would be greeted by elders and the matriarch. In the center was her father Wei Chen Xiao lay lifeless. A dao, the size of a house pillar, was protruding from Wei Chen Xiao's chest. Wei Ming Xi immediately ran to her father. Holding his hands and wept at the loss of her father.

The Elders were furious and befuddled; who could've killed a cultivator in the final stages of the sky monarch realm? Examining the slashes on Wei Chen Xiao's torso and limbs. The Elders concluded that Wei Chen Xiao was killed in five strokes. Who was strong enough to kill their patriarch and did it so that it did not alarm anyone?

Wei Ju Ko taking the place of her husband would take charge. Her first demand as the matriarch was to find the murderer at all costs. And her second was to find her youngest son and bring him back. Of course, no one knew where he was, except Wei Ming Xi. So it was decided that she would take upon the task to bring back Wei Jian.

Even though the Wei clan tried to cover up the death of Wei Chen Xiao, the news began to spread like wildfire. The damage done was too late to keep hidden.

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Clang!..Clang!

" Wei Jian, not bad. You actually withstood it." Huang Yanan smirking

"Same to you, I did not expect you to dodge it." Wei Jian retorted

The two with the permission of matriarch Duan Xiulan began to spar ever since their first bout. On the sidelines, Song Mehui and Yanan's brothers looked on. Huang Kaifeng would occasionally sneak a peek at Mehui's side boobs.

" Stop staring at me or I'll gouge out your perverted eyes." Song Mehui would state bluntly.

Huang Manyin would punch his brother's side, stopping any further embarrassment. Flicking back her hair, Mehui stood up and called for Wei Jian. It was time for the training that Wei Jian had promised. Grabbing Song Mehui's hands, the two would walk back to their home.

Shutting the door, Wei Jian immediately got into strict master mode. Ordering Song Mehui to sit down lotus style. Again because of his cruel method of not letting her rest. The other core disciples thought that they would fuck every day. All of it was due to Mehui's loud moans and screams.

But the rumors weren't entirely false either. Song Mehui kept staring at Wei Jian's crotch, licking her lips. Her cheeks were red as tomatoes and her tongue stuck out like a panting dog. Since they were already engaged in her eyes, she would lust after him. Ever since her first time with him, she has never been able to forget the feeling of being filled up.

Grabbing Wei Jian's left arm, she would use it to pleasure herself. With his other hand, she began to suck on his fingers. After a bit of this, her gate began to flood and seep into the ground. Unstrapping Wei Jian's robe, she would be surprised attack by his hardened rod.

With her tongue, she would give it a taste, like an appetizer. Before shoving down her throat, and gagging. Looking up at Wei Jian with lips covered in her saliva, mouth agape ready for him to re-enter.

TBC…