The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

"Jian Chuan, come here." Fang Rujing beckoned to Long Jianchuan.

All eyes focused on Long Jianchuan.

Long Jianchuan was Fang Rujing's eldest disciple, and also one of the strongest among the younger generation. It was said before that he seemed to have been poisoned and was about to die, but now it seems that he is completely fine and in good spirits.

Could it be that Fang Rujing intends to betroth Fang Yan Ran to Long Jianchuan?

"I think that's very likely."

"After all, he is the Valley Master's eldest disciple..."

"The rich water does not flow to outsiders' fields."

Long Jianchuan stepped forward, not even glancing at Bai Lian by his side.

Bai Lian opened her mouth, then bit her lips gently without uttering a word.

Bai Lian believed in Long Jianchuan, even if the master intended to betroth the junior sister to him, he would refuse. Because the senior brother had said that he would always be with her, practicing the sword and cultivation together.

"Master." Long Jianchuan approached Fang Rujing and bowed slightly.

"Jian Chuan, what realm have you reached now?" Fang Rujing asked softly.

"Replying to master, middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and in another half a year, I can reach the late stage." Long Jianchuan's voice was firm, deep, and magnetic, filled with vigor.

Many in the audience were amazed.

Long Jianchuan should be twenty-eight years old this year, having already reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, a naturally born cultivator.

"Not bad. Now, do you have someone in your heart?" Fang Rujing continued to inquire.

The scene suddenly quieted down, indeed, Fang Rujing was planning to marry his daughter to Long Jianchuan.

However, Long Jianchuan was truly outstanding, whether in terms of strength, talent, or appearance, he was superior to most of his peers.

It would be reasonable for Fang Yanran to form a marital connection with Long Jianchuan.

In the crowd, Bai Lian quietly watched Long Jianchuan.

Senior brother... of course, already has someone in his heart, and it's her...

"Replying to master, not yet," Long Jianchuan chuckled lightly, slowly shaking his head.

The slight smile in Bai Lian's eyes suddenly stiffened, and her body felt as though it were sinking into an ice cellar frozen for a thousand years, the chill piercing through her bones.

Not yet... no one in his heart, then what was she? What was Bai Lian?

"Well then, I shall betroth Yan Ran to you, how do you feel about that?" Fang Rujing said.

"Master, as a disciple, I will cherish Yan Ran thoroughly, treat her as I would Sui City, and exhaust all I have to protect her." Long Jianchuan's eyes emitted a fierce light, his gaze faintly directed towards the veiled Fang Yanran standing behind Fang Rujing.

"Very good," Fang Rujing revealed a satisfied look in his eyes. "Now..."

"Wait!" Fang Yanran, standing behind Fang Rujing, took a step forward, her voice somewhat angry.

"Elder senior brother, are you sure you don't have someone in your heart?" Fang Yanran asked.

What?

Everyone was stunned, what did Fang Yanran's words imply? Could it be that Long Jianchuan was already with another woman? Was he concealing it in order to gain the status of the Valley Master's son-in-law?

Damn, if that's the case, then it would be a matter of character.

Such a person, truly a scoundrel.

Long Jianchuan frowned, then his expression returned to one of composure: "What are you talking about, junior sister? I grew up with you, and my heart has always been set on you. If there is someone I have feelings for, it would be Yan Ran."

This sentence was beautifully said, so much so that several female disciples felt elated as if Long Jianchuan had spoken these words to them.

"What about Senior Sister Bai, then?" Fang Yanran continued to inquire.

Senior Sister Bai?

Everyone was taken aback, then looked towards Bai Lian in the crowd.

Fang Rujing had three disciples: Long Jianchuan, Bai Lian, and Fang Yanran.

The only person that could be called Senior Sister Bai by Fang Yanran was Bai Lian.

Bai Lian was still in a state of disbelief, her body rigid, her expression frozen, her mind utterly chaotic. She didn't even notice everyone looking at her.

"I and Bai Lian... are just fellow disciples, right? Yan Ran, stop joking," Long Jianchuan said with a laugh, flatly denying any romantic entanglement. Without his admission, there was no issue to speak of.

He had never formally promised anything to Bai Lian, it was all ambiguous, no one could say much about it.

Through the veil, one could see Fang Yanran's face fraught with urgency, thinking, what is Senior Sister Bai doing, why isn't she speaking?

Honestly, she had not expected Long Jianchuan to be so shameless. You're clearly a couple with Senior Sister Bai!

Do you know how crazily and recklessly Senior Sister Bai tried to cure your poison? And now you behave like this!

For the first time, Fang Yanran realized just how despicable a person Long Jianchuan was.

It was laughable that she had called him Senior Brother for so many years, he's a hundred times worse than that bastard Tang Rao.

"Bai Lian, you tell us, is there anything between you and Jian Chuan?" Fang Rujing looked towards Bai Lian and asked indifferently.

Bai Lian stood there, seemingly deaf to Fang Rujing's words, her eyes dull, motionless.

Long Jianchuan gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Bai Lian.

What is this woman playing at? Don't mess this up for me.

Of course, even if Bai Lian admitted to a relationship, he could easily deny it...

"Bai Lian!" Fang Rujing roared, his voice commanding.

Stunned, Bai Lian suddenly came back to her senses and then shook her head, vigorously.

"Senior Sister Bai!" Fang Yanran called out, unable to believe that Bai Lian was shaking her head. What was she doing?

Seeing Bai Lian's denial, Fang Rujing hummed, cleared his throat, and prepared to settle the matter then and there.

"Dad!" Fang Yanran looked towards Fang Rujing and shouted loudly.

"Yan Ran, what do you want to say?" Fang Rujing inquired.

"I'm already in love with someone else, it's not Long Jianchuan!" Fang Yanran bit her teeth. She never wished to marry Long Jianchuan, not in the past and surely not now, not this disgusting, pretentious hypocrite.

"Yan Ran!" Fang Rujing's gaze turned stern. This was utter nonsense; this girl Yan Ran didn't have a love interest. Over the years, she spent the most time with Long Jianchuan, if she loved anyone, it would've been him.

"I didn't speak out of turn, my heart belongs to Tang Rao. So, I will not marry Long Jianchuan, not even if I die!" In the heat of the moment, Fang Yanran immediately used Tang Rao as a shield.

After all, that guy won't come here, and no one here knows who he is.

"Yan Ran, if you're not ready, the wedding can be postponed," Long Jianchuan said gently, with a warm tone.

"I..."

Boom!

Just as Fang Yanran was about to speak, a loud bang suddenly echoed from the Inheritance Hall.

"Ah!!!" Followed by a shout growing louder as it neared.

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound, only to see a figure rapidly falling from the top of the King of Ying Yang statue.

Boom!

The figure hit the ground on all fours, face down.

"Huh..." Many people winced, it looked painful.

But, who is this person? Why would they fall from the statue of the founding ancestor?

Ga ga ga...

A few seconds later, the figure on the ground moved his hands, stretched his legs, then got up, placed his hands on his face, rubbed his cheeks, and straightened his hair.

"Erm... Hello, I'm Tang Rao, nice to meet you."