Chapter 2200

Zhu Yanyi listened to the plan, imagining the scene of those people being tricked. "We can slightly change the lineup for our team," the speaker said. "Sister Zhu Yanyi will go up first. This way, one of their three will surely come up to face you. Then, it depends on your performance. You must win, but make them think it was just luck."

"Acting," Zhu Yanyi sighed. "I’m really not cut out for acting, but I’d like to try. Even if I just play a small role."

Yi Yunfei smiled lightly. "In that case, we’ll wait to see your great show."

Zhu Yanyi pouted. "Can you speak properly? What do you mean 'see my great show'?" But then she laughed herself. Wasn't it indeed a great show?

The next day, Zhu Yanyi didn’t interfere. She let Yi Yunfei and the others handle everything. She knew her information about having poor combat skills had leaked. Now, it was up to Che Wuzhe and the others to react.

The plan itself had many flaws. If anyone discussed it, they would easily spot the holes. But these people didn’t discuss it at all. They believed the rumors were true. Sometimes, tricking someone isn’t about how perfect the plan is, but about timing.

Yi Yunfei’s plan had perfect timing, at least for Zhu Yanyi’s side. Especially since someone came up right after Zhu Yanyi stepped onto the stage. That person was Feng Miaoling.

Zhu Yanyi looked at Feng Miaoling. She didn’t know her personally, but she guessed her identity from her outfit.

Feng Miaoling coming up meant Yi Yunfei’s plan had worked. She was eager to cause trouble for Zhu Yanyi.

"Hello, Junior Sister Yanyi. I am Feng Miaoling. I practice Dance Cultivation. I don’t want you to fight me. I just want you to watch me dance." Feng Miaoling answered with a smile.

Zhu Yanyi’s eyes widened. "Really? Just watching a dance? No other tasks? No fighting?"

"Yes. If you can watch my dance, I will admit defeat," Feng Miaoling said happily. In her heart, she despised Zhu Yanyi. She thought someone who called a duel "fighting" couldn’t have any real ability.

Zhu Yanyi tilted her head, looking suspicious. "You’re so kind? You’re here to steal my spot, yet you’re so kind as to just let me watch a dance?"

Feng Miaoling laughed. "Even though I am a woman, I know that a word spoken is hard to take back. Besides, this is the duel stage. If I speak casually, the Dean won’t let me off."

Zhu Yanyi glanced at Xi Muzheng nearby, thought for a moment, and then made a decision. She spoke seriously to Feng Miaoling. "Wait a moment."

She took out a large carpet, placed a small tea table on it, and set out fruits and pastries. Then, she used a solar juicer to make fresh juice and brewed a pot of tea. Finally, she sat cross-legged and said to Feng Miaoling, "Okay, dance now."

Was this a competition? It felt like someone was here to watch a show. It seemed her "wait" was just to prepare for watching the dance.

Xi Muzheng sighed beside her and whispered to Mu Rongyin, "What are these kids thinking? They actually provoke Zhu Yanyi, this demon."

Mu Rongyin looked at Xi Muzheng and said slowly, "Dean, the ignorant are fearless. We should encourage this fearless spirit. Besides, you didn’t tell them how deep Zhu Yanyi’s cultivation is. Actually, I don’t know either. Dean, tell me."

Xi Muzheng looked at Mu Rongyin. "You want to know?"

Mu Rongyin nodded, showing he really wanted to know.

Xi Muzheng sighed. "Last time, she said she was at the late stage of Void Transformation. Now, I don’t know if she is still at the late stage or the peak. Anyway, I don’t know."

"Cough." Mu Rongyin almost choked on his saliva. He looked at Xi Muzheng. "Dean, that’s not a good joke."

"I’m not joking because I’m bored," Xi Muzheng said. "To be honest, I don’t know how she cultivates. She is a Heart Cultivator. We don’t know when her cultivation improves. Unless she tells us, we really don’t know. Besides, if it weren’t for this, do you think I would agree to such an absurd idea?"

Mu Rongyin understood. "I get it. You’re afraid of being beaten by Zhu Yanyi."

"Just think it, don’t say it out loud. It’s not interesting," Xi Muzheng answered seriously.

Mu Rongyin snorted, looked at Xi Muzheng, and focused her attention on the duel stage where Zhu Yanyi was.

Feng Miaoling really started dancing. As a Dance Cultivator, she didn’t just blend her charm into the dance; she blended her entire soul into it. Her dance wasn’t just movement; it was a Dance Soul. She was dancing with her soul.

Zhu Yanyi had to admit Feng Miaoling’s dance was good. She bit into an apple while watching, looking so relaxed that others envied her.

Seeing that Zhu Yanyi wasn’t confused by her dance, Feng Miaoling frowned slightly. She increased the charm intensity. But Zhu Yanyi’s eyes remained clear. The dance lasted less than eight minutes. When Feng Miaoling finished, Zhu Yanyi clapped. "Senior Sister Feng, your dance is really beautiful. Better than the dancers from my place. It’s a pity it was too short."

"Junior Sister is so cunning," Feng Miaoling said, a hint of displeasure on her face.

"Cunning? You mean this?" Zhu Yanyi pulled a golden needle from the back of her head. "I was worried someone would use charm techniques on me, so I gave myself a needle before leaving. I didn’t expect this precaution to work so well. Senior Sister Feng, you lost."

Zhu Yanyi said "you lost" lightly, but Feng Miaoling’s face changed colors.

Feng Miaoling looked at Zhu Yanyi. She knew she had lost. Even if she felt it was just luck, Zhu Yanyi had won. She humphed and left the stage. Before Zhu Yanyi could ask who was next, a man in white clothes floated onto the stage.

"It’s Senior Brother Mo Changhen," someone recognized him.

Zhu Yanyi looked at Mo Changhen. She was indeed handsome. Her skin was tenderer than a woman’s, with a jade-like color that seemed to glow. Her black eyes held infinite charm.