Chapter 135
Please take a seat, Brother Chui. Ping Ching smiled as she waved her hands. She was wearing a light green dress that twirled around her beautifully. With Ping Chings confident and easy-going personality, she was just like any typical young master of a clan. Having received etiquette lessons from young, her relaxed personality became a habit of hers as she grew up.
Putting courtesy aside, Chui Yim sat down happily and raised the cup of wine Ping Chings maidservant poured for him unwillingly in a toast. This toast is for brother Ping who didnt abandon me back when I was in danger.
Hearing him, Ping Ching drank her tea with a complicated look. She couldnt help but turn to Chui Yim and said, Brother Chui, you know that Im a girl, right?
Of course, Chui Yim replied with a smile after finishing his wine.
Then why did you address me as brother Ping Ping Ching thought unhappily. But she didnt let her emotions show as she continued calmly, I heard that brother Chui will be participating in the Outstanding Talent Competition?
Yes. Chui Yim nodded. Old Man Ping promised me a condition.
Ping Ching secretly found it funny. Maybe this stubborn youth is the only one who can deal with Doctor Odd. Her eyes shone as she stared at Chui Yim. Still young, love and attraction were foreign to her, and she only felt that Chui Yim was intriguing, unlike the other talents shed met before. Fame and profit arent important to him, and he only agreed to participate in this competition after Ping Chi promised him something, despite the status it provides.
Brother Chui, Ill have to ask for your help then. The Ping Clan must win this time, Ping Ching whispered. Does brother Chui understand the significance of this competition?
Please. Chui Yim drank another cup of wine and signalled Ping Ching to continue, who turned around and waved the maidservant away. The maidservant looked at Ping Ching complicatedly and sorrowfully before leaving and closing the door behind her as she knew the importance of the competition. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))
Yes. Because they fear me. Ping Ching nodded peacefully. To become the leading clan, a clan needs to obtain a certain region of the Southern Mountain, and to do that, the Mo-Yung Clan needs to win all three segments of the Outstanding Talent Competition: alchemy, medicine and combat.
If they fail, their next chance will come five years later during the Clan Leaders Test, but they cant wait any longer. They pushed it forward because the Mo-Yung Clan is afraid I wouldve reached the one-chambered stage by then. Once I do, Mo-Yung Kit will lose to me in medicine, Ping Ching spoke so calmly that she sounded like she was telling a story. But now hes almost a great master, so Im not his opponent.
Moreover, our clan isnt good in combat. We are only left with medicine, and our strongest disciple is senior apprentice-brother Man Bun. But he is going against Mo-Yung Yins direct disciple and Im not very confident.
Ping Ching turned towards Chui Yim. She might be a girl, but she acted very manly as she held her fists. If elder brother Man Bun isnt Mo-Yung Kits opponent, I hope brother Chui can step in. If the Ping Clan wins this round, it will give me some time to lead the Ping Clan and turn things around.
Be at ease. Chui Yim waved his hands. Ive already agreed to Old Man Ping, and I will do my best. However, its definitely worth it to have the next Ping clan leader owe me a favour.
Brother Chui is humorous. Ping Ching smiled like a beautiful flower. Little Ching looks up to you.
The competition came sooner than expected, and it was obvious that the Mo-Yung Clan was confident. Every time the competition took place, it was a large event in Southern Ping. As the city of alchemy and medicine, countless people would come to watch their competition.
Due to the early start, the clan that asked to push the competition forward would have to cover for the loss of revenue and cover the cost of all the precious ingredients, herbs and gliphic plants used during the event.
Any clan would think twice before doing this.