The Legend of Divine Destiny
LTI 80 - Perfect Woman Intuition

The morning atmosphere in the Peach Flower Valley seemed peaceful, Shen Lao was preparing to come to the Peach Flower Arena with Chi Rong, Ling Qiuyu and Jia Huaran, respectively, while Chi Sumei had left first with Commander Lu Bu.

“Lao, why couldn't I find you three last night? Where did you hide Brother Qiuqiu and Brother Rongrong?” Jia Huaran asked with a probing look.

Shen Lao scratched his head and recalled the incident last night, recalling that Shen Lao smiled to himself.

“Why smile instead of answering? Did your head hit?” Jia Huaran developed his cheek because he felt something strange after seeing Ling Qiuyu's face look exhausted, and Chi Rong who looked different.

“Hua dari, someday you will know. But you can guess it, right?” Shen Lao pinched Jia Huaran's nose in alarm.

Jia Huaran looked at Chi Rong and Ling Qiuyu who were walking beside Shen Lao, then he ran after the three.

Chi Rong shook her head a few times because she did not expect the incident last night where she was more domineering than Shen Lao.

While Ling Qiuyu looked hard to walk because Shen Lao released all the passion he endured while doing so with Chi Rong on him.

Arriving at the Peach Flower Arena, Shen Lao saw so many spectators present that he was faced with Feng Erlong approaching his two wives.

The man from the Peach Flower Valley greeted Chi Rong, but the girl from the Blue Moon Palace ignored him.

“Gege, I'll sit next to Xiaxia.” Chi Rong waved softly and headed towards Bing Jinxia who was sitting sweetly in the participant's seat.

“Later I caught up with Rong.” Shen Lao replied to Chi Rong's hand.

Ling Qiuyu tidied up Shen Lao's clothes, after which pinching Shen Lao's gavel cheeks.

“Looftege, you're so outrageous that I'm exhausted like this.” Ling Qiuyu forced himself to attend the last eight, if he could choose he would prefer to rest in the Nine Treasures Phoenix inn for a full day.

Shen Lao laughed softly, “But you enjoyed it Yuer, then I went there first.” Shen Lao pointed at the bench where Mu Shang was sitting.

Ling Qiuyu nodded her head and walked towards the podium followed by Jia Huaran who thought nothing of the activities Shen Lao, Chi Rong and Ling Qiuyu had done last night.

Feng Erlong who heard Shen Lao's talk, Chi Rong and Ling Qiuyu felt struck by the lightning of his heart. His blood was boiling, even he was staring at Shen Lao full of hatred.

“Brother Shen! If the two of us meet, I will defeat you! If you lose, then leave Fairy Flower and Miss Ling to me!” Feng Erlong's words did not respond to Shen Lao.

Seeing Shen Lao who ignored him, Feng Erlong was about to hit the face of the young man younger than him, but Mu Shang held Feng Erlong's hand.

“Brother Feng, Brother Shen earlier said to me that he would not speak to anyone who did not interest him. So you understand, don't you? In Brother Shen's eyes, you are nothing more than a harmless genius swordsman.” Mu Shang chuckled at Feng Erlong's flushed red face restraining anger.

“Wait just!” Feng Erlong cursed and sat down haughtily.

Shortly after all the main characters were present at the podium, soon She Bai took to the arena and announced the two participants who would compete in the last eight.

The first participants to be summoned were Ju Xiulan and Feng Erlong, both of whom immediately jumped into the arena of the match.

“Do you two remember the rules?” She Bai asked to be sure.

“Senior, no need to bother explaining. I wasn't that stupid until you reminded me.” Ju Xiulan's expression looked bored as she looked at She Bai as well as Feng Erlong.

She Bai smiled awkwardly, ‘Who is this girl? Are young people now really like this?’

“I remember him senior!” Feng Erlong looked at Ju Xiulan sharply, ‘He is beautiful. Who her? I've never heard this name before.’

Ju Xiulan who felt himself being stared at Feng Erlong sighed longly, ‘This lustful gaze is extremely disgusting. Men are all the same, but he..’.

Ju Xiulan covered half her face with a fan and glanced at Shen Lao in the audience's stool.

“Alright, then let's start the opening game of the last eight round of Peach Flower Tournament!” She Bai started the match cue as Ju Xiulan's thoughts turned to Shen Lao.

Feng Erlong pulled his sword gallantly, “Saudari Ju, I suggest you give up. Because I can't bear to hurt a woman.”

Ju Xiulan was disgusted to hear Feng Erlong's remark to her, “Don't have the heart to hurt women? Hey, horse shit. I know you have traits like your grandfather. Equally fond of tarnishing weak women. I can figure it out after touching you back then.”

Feng Erlong paled his face and attacked Ju Xiulan subconsciously. The powerful slash within and creating the explosion could be held back by Ju Xiulan with his antique fan.

“Look, a piece of cow dung like you makes me feel disgusted!” Ju Xiulan kicked at Feng Erlong's stomach and tied the man's body with the roots of the tree emerging from within the ground.

All eyes on the Peach Flower Arena were fixed on Ju Xiulan. This girl was very mysterious, even during the preliminary round Ju Xiulan defeated her opponent with a one-time swing of her fan, but now they saw Ju Xiulan had a high bare-handed fighting ability.

“Jenius? Fighting against a man like you is a complete waste of my time!” Ju Xiulan released a murderous aura that made Feng Erlong sweat coldly, even She Bai gulped his saliva feeling Ju Xiulan's murderous aura that was so gripping.

‘Whose girl is this? This murderous aura was extremely concentrated, how many people had he killed?’ She Bai did not let go of his gaze at Ju Xiulan who was walking closer to Feng Erlong, where the man from the Peach Flower Valley was helpless with his body bound.

Feng Guang clenched his hands and was about to jump into the match arena, but one of the Elders of the Peach Flower Valley named Dao Huang held him back.

“Brother Feng, I heard a bit of a rumor about you that wasn't good at my ears last night. If that's true, I'll finish you off with my own hands. So don't take any action that makes you look more suspicious.” Dao Huang said calmly, but his words made Feng Guang sit back and cursed in annoyance.

‘That girl just look! I'll give him the calculation!’ Feng Guang had other intentions of doing something to Ju Xiulan.

Due to the match Ju Xiulan flicked his finger, the roots of the peach tree sprouted on the edge of the arena.

The roots were sharp like a sword and pointed directly at Feng Erlong's body.

“Don't underestimate me, you lowly woman!” Feng Erlong showed a side of himself and unleashed all of his abilities. But after a few minutes the man screamed, his strength drained and his body dipped to the ground.

The roots that bound Feng Erlong's body absorbed his body aura and inner power, after realizing that Feng Erlong was cursing and enduring an overwhelming shame.

“Winner Ju Xiulan of Ancient Flowers!” As She Bai announced Ju Xiulan as the winner, Feng Erlong did not accept.

“I accept this! He wears magic that makes my body weaken!” Feng Erlong shouted and looked at Ju Xiulan full of hatred.

Looking at Feng Erlong like that, the reaction of the spectators went bad on that handsome man who came from the Peach Flower Valley.

“See he did not accept with the result of the match after losing such an embarrassment..”.

“Hah, I didn't expect the jade-faced genius swordsman to turn out to be such a bad-looking heart.”

“That's embarrassing. If I were him, I'd better lock myself up at home for the rest of my life.”

“True, after arrogantly saying no heart to hurt a woman, he just lost embarrassing like this.”

The reaction of the spectators made Feng Erlong feel even more humiliated. She Bai's decision was inviolable even though Feng Erlong balked.

“Junior, you should be ashamed of this attitude of yours. After a million false things that you do perfectly, all will disappear with just one mistake.” She Bai shook his head in disbelief seeing Feng Erlong's true nature.

Even when Feng Erlong did not receive the result of the match, Ju Xiulan had already jumped onto the bench and sat down beside Shen Lao.

“Laolao, how do I look today?” Ju Xiulan looked flirtatious and purposely stuck her chest on Shen Lao's back, this girl only showed another side of herself to Shen Lao, the man who attracted her even so much interest in Ju Xiulan was intending to kill Shen Lao with his own hands.

“Sister Ju, didn't you hear what I said yesterday?” Shen Lao glanced at Ju Xiulan at a glance and shook his head.

Ju Xiulan shrugged her shoulders, “I remember her and I believe. Because your body scent today is more fragrant, especially your body odor today is not only smelled by Miss Ling, but belongs to the gloomy woman.”

Ju Xiulan looked at the annoyed Chi Rong who was conversing with Bing Jinxia. Hearing Ju Xiulan's words just now, Shen Lao choked and stared intently at Ju Xiulan in disbelief.

Ju Xiulan smiled sweetly, “You're curious aren't you? Don't underestimate the intuition of a woman as beautiful as myself.” After that Ju Xiulan changed seats beside Chi Rong.

Ju Xiulan patted Chi Rong's shoulder from the side, making the woman from the Blue Moon Palace gasp in shock as she was engrossed in chatting with Bing Jinxia.

“May I sit here, pregnant woman.” Ju Xiulan said quite quietly and only heard Bing Jinxia and Chi Rong.

Chi Rong was again made to flinch in shock at Ju Xiulan's words. With a sharp look he rejected Ju Xiulan's presence.

Shen Lao actually wanted to ask Ju Xiulan, but She Bai called out his name and the participants from the Southern Spear Fortress.

“We'd better see your husband who will become my husband also compete.” Ju Xiulan sat next to Chi Rong and placed her right foot on her left leg to show her legs that teased every man.

Chi Rong was at a loss for words, ‘Basic lady snake!’

While the uneasy Chi Rong heard Ju Xiulan's remark, Bing Jinxia looked at Ju Xiulan for a long time before asking.

“Sister Ju, are you a stalker?” Bing Jinxia with his calm face asked. This beautiful girl from the Northern Ice Mountain made Ju Xiulan laugh.

“Hihi, you are so funny Xiaxia.” As if having been familiar since childhood, Ju Xiulan pinched Bing Jinxia's gaunt cheeks.