Chapter 93: The Beauty

This huge hall was half in size compared to the one in which Ye Tian Yun had attended the Inner Court Entrance Hunt.

This huge hall was like a royal court, with a throne at the opposite side of the entrance and a huge platform in the middle. And on the sides were the seats, which were decorated in different colors, signifying the status of those who will sit on which seat. The hall was lavishly decorated, and in front of the seats were sets of small tables with fine wine and exquisite glasses.

Surprisingly, the older members of the Heavenly League were all seated on one side, glaring straight at the top disciples of the Inner Court Entrance Exam, as if observing and gauging them.

This made the new disciples quite uncomfortable. Especially Zheng Xiang.

He and Ye Tian Yun were seated in the front row, enjoying the whole view. Ye Tian Yun had requested (read, forced) Zheng Xiang to sit close to the throne, and when Zheng Xiang asked for the reason, he just said, "It's my humble request." while he pushed Zheng Xiang towards the seats near the throne.

Already angry from being pushed around, Zheng Xiang was even more frustrated as hundreds of eyes landed on him and Ye Tian Yun.

Them choosing to sit near the throne had angered many older members as they saw it as a challenge from these two to get the attention of their goddess, Yuan Shuchun.

While Ye Tian Yun didn't care about the undisguised killing intent attacking him from the opposite side and was sitting in a relaxed posture, with his eyes closed, Zheng Xiang, on the other hand, was now getting more and more annoyed.

He hissed quietly, "Brother Fang, thank you for getting us at the center of attention. Now we have officially become enemies of half of the dumb Inner Court simps just because you made us sit here."

Ye Tian Yun inwardly rolled his eyes at him, "If you call them dumb, why worry about them?"

Zheng Xiang shook his head at these words and said, "Brother Fang, they may act like dumb simps, but they are not weak. They are Qi Condensation Realm simps. I can't even fight properly against peak Qi Refining Realm disciples, and now hundreds of Qi Condensation Realm disciples are directing killing intent at me."

Ye Tian Yun just shrugged at his words, "I didn't ask you to follow me. There are still empty seats at the far end corner; you can choose to sit there."

Zheng Xiang thought for a second and after taking a deep breath, he said, "Brother Fang Chen, we may not have known each other for more than a day; however, I have a feeling that we are life-death brothers. But I still love my life, so I will take my leave."

Just as he finished his words, the killing intent surrounding him suddenly disappeared, and a fragrant scent wafted through his nose.

Even Ye Tian Yun, who until now had his eyes closed and was focused on his plans, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Xiang.

Ye Tian Yun wasn't exactly looking at Zheng Xiang; instead, he looked at the person who took the seat just beside Zheng Xiang.

He was more than just surprised. Trying to distract himself by picking up the wine glass from the small table in front of him, he decided to take a sip.

Meanwhile, Zheng Xiang finally came back to his senses and turned around in confusion.

However, what met his eyes was something he would never forget.

Sitting beside him was a girl with big bright eyes, which had a million stars embedded in them. Her straight brown hair laid over her shoulders like a calm waterfall. Her red and luscious lips, looking like ripe strawberries, anyone would want to take a bite of it.

Zheng Xiang had never laid eyes on someone so full of innocence. Her skin was as white as porcelain; anyone would be afraid to touch her in fear of blemishing such beauty. She wasn't too tall or too short; she was just perfect. Her waist was so thin as if it would break with one snap, yet it felt like she had immense strength.

Her face was full of confidence as she stared into his eyes as if she could see through his deepest desire, his worst pain, and his darkest secret. Her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, beetle's-leg eyelashes.

She had the charm which could win the heart of any mortal soul, yet she seemed so sharp enough to break them into pieces and the expression of someone who had seen the nature of the world.

Wearing a traditional dress like it was an outfit of war and the whole world was her battleground, it fit well in her twine-thin sculpted figure.

Zheng Xiang, who was still lost in her eyes, said, "Would you grab my arm so I can tell my friend over here that an angel has touched me?"

*spurt* *cough* *cough*

Ye Tian Yun who had just taken a sip of his wine spurted to the other side and coughed at Zheng Xiang's corny line.