Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 403 The Fall of a Close Friend? From God to Demon?

"Ah."

Feng Siyue leaped into the air and stood on the arena.

Cang Li struggled to lift his chin and rest it on the back of his hand, staring at the direction of the arena.

In the arena.

Fu Yunshan, dressed in a blue robe, stood tall and straight, like a majestic distant mountain in the wind.

He was extremely handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes that seemed to blaze like stars. The smile on his lips and the casual way he played with the sword in his hand added to his dashing and unrestrained air.

"Fu Yunshan".

"Supreme Joy".

Ji Zile, who was not far away, couldn't help but stand up and shout.

"Go for it, Senior Brother Yuanshan!"

His shout immediately triggered a climax, and waves of cheers erupted from the stands.

"Fu Yunshan, keep it up!"

"Fu Yunshan, you've won first place!"

"........"

In the stands, Cang Li was startled by the sudden screams that erupted. She looked around and saw that almost all the young people in the area were shouting!

Ok?

What is the background of Fu Yunshan?

It's surprisingly popular.

Feng Siyue couldn't help but ask Yan Nanfei, "Hey, why is Fu Yunshan so popular?"

Yan Nanfei looked over, somewhat surprised.

"Yao Yao, you don't know?"

Cang Li blinked. "Should I know?"

Yan Nanfei: "..."

Something doesn't seem right.

However, she still spoke up to explain, "Fu Yunshan is 22 years old this year. He is the last disciple of Wen Qifeng, the dean of Qingli Academy, and is also the senior brother recognized by everyone in the academy."

"He's not often at the academy; he's either in seclusion or training. Rumor has it that he reached the Spirit Emperor realm four years ago, but his current strength is unknown."

"Qingli Academy has a challenge leaderboard, and he has always been at the top."

Top of the list?

Cang Li tilted his head and looked at Fu Yunshan, "Four years ago, she was already a Spirit Emperor. It seems that Feng Siyue has met her match."

Yan Nanfei nodded. "If we want to win this match, it will be a tough battle."

"Is this Dean Wen's last disciple?"

"He looks very promising at such a young age!"

Manager Cai looked at the young man on the stage with admiration and exclaimed.

"Hahahaha~"

Wen Qifeng smiled and said, "This child has good potential and can endure hardship, so he has achieved some success."

The old man was always very proud of this disciple.

"Mr. Wen is modest."

"..."

The young man on the stage smiled slightly and said in a long, drawn-out voice, "You wouldn't admit defeat like your fellow disciples, would you?"

As intelligent as he was, he had already noticed the unusual situation.

Feng Siyue retorted, "Isn't it better to let you win?"

Fu Yunshan shook his head.

"That's so boring. Wushang Huan, I know you're strong; that's the instinct you develop among your own kind."

Smell?

What kind of metaphor is this?

Feng Siyue remained silent.

"Wushang Huan, let's make a bet. If you can guess why I've come back this time, I'll let you win. If I can guess your purpose, let's be friends."

"Trust me, you're guaranteed to make a profit."

Feng Siyue was not interested in his proposal.

"What is your purpose in doing this?"

Fu Yunshan, holding his longsword, casually said, "With our talents, there's no need for us to waste our time in this academy competition."

“Wushang Huan, from the moment you appeared in Qianshui City, you have been a very mysterious existence. No one could find you. You were like a fleeting flower, creating quite a stir.”

"You couldn't possibly be doing this just for the academy competition."

His tone was very confident.

Feng Siyue's expression remained completely unchanged, showing no sign of change. "Why not?"

"You're not in a hurry to deny it."

The young man wore a confident smile.

“Qiusi Courtyard, I see it.”

See it?

Feng Siyue looked up in an instant.

Seeing that she reacted, Fu Yunshan smiled.

"I was right."

Then, as if sensing something, Feng Siyue looked up. The young man smiled, but his mouth did not open.

“A year ago, I met an old Taoist priest who said that a woman with insightful eyes would appear in Qianshui City and could see the future. She would ask him a question in the future.”

"What question did I ask that old Taoist priest?"

He said, "Please have him calculate the value of a city."

"The future of a city."

"The old Taoist priest said: A great calamity is coming, the stars are dimming, and some people are trying to find the meaning of the Tao in time, wandering within it; she hesitated, she lacked confidence, which led to the fall of her dearest friend. A demon suddenly arose in her heart, and she fell from god to demon!"

"I wonder if you're familiar with this passage?"

This is a telepathic message.

Calculating the future of a city... Feng Siyue's heart clenched slightly.

This was a question she had asked the old Taoist priest not long ago, and he had actually figured it out a year ago.

That really is terrifying.

Actually, it's quite obvious by now.

The young man opposite her already knew what she was looking for and the crisis in Thousand Water City, so what else was there to say?

"Now, it's your turn."

The girl said, "I have nothing to say, and I'm not interested in your purpose. You've won this round."

As she spoke, she turned to leave the stage.

Fu Yunshan then transmitted his voice again, "Wushang Huan, don't be in such a hurry to refuse. With so many people, how many can you save by yourself?"

"One more person means one more force."

The girl paused slightly, but continued walking with unwavering determination. "I may have thought about what you said before, but the future is not bound by fate; and I may give up my original ideas for many reasons."