Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 182 - 152: The Content Is Too Rich for a Title to Sum Up, Who Can Understand the Author’s Pain?

On November 20, 2017, in Qingyun City, Aozora Martial Arts Arena VIP Box

Li Wanqing, Shen Qingming, Yu Zishen, and an inconspicuous volunteer worker all looked at Wang Jiu with expressions as if wondering if their ears had malfunctioned.

Wang Jiu, however, looked back at everyone in confusion, then said to Shen Qingming: "Based on your growth potential, this is probably as tall as you'll get in this lifetime."

"What did you say!?"

Wang Jiu shrugged: "So, your hearing is not impaired. No need to doubt yourself."

"..."

Just as Shen Qingming's facial expression twitched, Yu Zishen stood up, bewilderedly questioning, "You want to participate in the preliminary round?!"

Wang Jiu said: "Yeah, what's the problem?"

"On what grounds?! What qualifies you to compete?"

Wang Jiu said: "According to the competition rules, eligibility requires: being under 20, having the status of a cultivator, residing within a 500-mile radius of Qingyun City, and having no criminal record. I meet all these conditions, so I qualify to compete."

Yu Zishen was speechless, and after a long pause, he asked: "The preliminary round has been happening for half a day already, isn't it too late to sign up now?!"

"Not at all, according to the competition rules, for those who due to force majeure circumstances were unable to participate on time, yet have considerable strength, a supplementary recording can be done before the end of the preliminary round."

"I acknowledge your considerable strength, but what kind of force majeure are you talking about? You don't have any force majeure!"

Wang Jiu said: "If you had mentioned finding a skilled expert in the preliminary round a couple of days earlier, I could have registered in advance. But you requested too late, and there's nothing I could do about it."

"So the force majeure is referring to me!?" Yu Zishen felt so frustrated that he almost spat blood, then quickly turned to question the volunteer worker who was frantically flipping through the rulebook, "Is this kind of thing even allowed?!"

The volunteer, already sweating profusely from flipping the book, trembled as he was questioned by Yu Zishen and stammered: "I'm just a volunteer, but I can report to the supervisor for you."

Yu Zishen didn't want to make things difficult for an ordinary person, so he nodded, signaling for him to quickly find someone responsible.

After a while, Li Kongcheng, the supervisor in charge of supplementary recording for the preliminary round at Aozora Martial Arts Arena, swaggered over with a bag of fried cakes.

Li Kongcheng entered the box, glanced at Wang Jiu, nodded, and said to the volunteer: "Alright, just fill out the form for him." Then he started devouring the fried cakes, warning the volunteer not to tell Zhao Yan.

Yu Zishen then jumped three feet high: "Wait, what's going on with you, the supervisor?! Such blatant violations, how can you say it in front of outsiders with a straight face!"

Li Kongcheng blinked, mumbling unclearly: "What violation?"

Yu Zishen pointed at Wang Jiu: "In what way does he meet the supplementary recording criteria?!"

Li Kongcheng said: "He's handsome. If you were as handsome as him, you could get a supplementary recording too."

"What did you say!?"

Seeing Yu Zishen's determined expression, Li Kongcheng sighed, turned his head, and asked, "Mr. Wang Jiu, what's going on?"

Wang Jiu briefly explained the situation.

Li Kongcheng nodded knowingly, completely unconcerned about Yu Zishen's disparaging remarks about the Li Family, and said: "No problem, it is indeed a force majeure, you were too late in making your request." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Yu Zishen incredulously asked: "Do you even understand what 'force majeure' means?!"

Li Kongcheng snatched the rulebook from the volunteer, turned to the last page, and pointed with his greasy finger at the last line: "The right to interpret these rules belongs to the Cyan Cloud Grand Competition Organizing Committee."

"With such blatant manipulation, do you think it will convince everyone?!"

Li Kongcheng said: "Why care about convincing the masses! It's not like I wanted to join the Organizing Committee as the preliminary round supervisor. I was forced… and for Mr. Wang Jiu to compete and me to stop him, that would truly be unable to convince the masses; those young girls would tear me apart, hahaha!"

With that, Li Kongcheng suddenly sighed, with a nostalgic look: "Back in the day, I too enjoyed such attention as a young and talented man, the girls did anything just to see me perform. Alas, time waits for no one."

Having said that, Li Kongcheng dug out another chicken leg from the food bag and happily munched on it.

Li Wanqing laughed: "Uncle, aren't you afraid we'll tell Sister Yan about you indulging in these greasy foods?"

Li Kongcheng shrugged: "Do you think she doesn't already know if you don't say anything? Don't underestimate Zhao Yan. In all my years of marriage, I haven't succeeded in sneaking food past her once. Worst case, I'll get a beating when I get back; she won't really kill me. It's not every day I get to escape the compound on the pretext of managing the preliminary round and enjoy a work meal fearlessly."

"..."

Beside him, Yu Zishen listened with discomfort, looking again at Li Kongcheng's portly figure, disdainfully said: "A dignified Mountain-Overturning Realm cultivator, yet you've become this plump from greasy food, what kind of immortality are you cultivating?!"

Li Kongcheng said: "Hmph, you're ignorant!"

"Who are you calling ignorant?"

"Of course it's you! With a cultivator's abilities, as long as you're not eating Heavenly and Earthly Treasures every day, digesting ordinary greasy food is no problem at all. Even cultivators in the Wind-Rising Realm can easily accelerate fat digestion by stimulating their flesh with True Essence."

Yu Zishen frowned at these words: "What are you trying to say?"

Li Kongcheng said, "Hmm, how should I put it to someone as shallow as you... Ah, have you ever heard the saying, 'Scars are a man's medal?'"

Yu Zishen nodded: "Of course! We men should brave the thorns and thickets, press forward courageously..."

"Alright, alright, I know you're from Shen City, you love fighting fiercely and collecting scars like they're part of a harem... Anyway, since you agree with that saying, it's simple. For those who love to fight, scars are their medals; they would rather keep them on their body, affecting their appearance, than easily remove them. For a foodie like me, fat is my medal; only by earnestly preserving this fat can I prove my love for gourmet food."

"..." Yu Zishen was like he had turned to stone.

Li Kongcheng said smugly, "Got no words left, have you?"

Li Wanqing laughed: "I didn't expect Uncle Three could justify it like that. Then why does Sister Yan often tell you to diet?"

Li Kongcheng was silent for a moment and sighed: "For such matters, the final explanation isn't in my hands..."

After saying this, Li Kongcheng saw Yu Zishen had nothing to say. He waved goodbye to the juniors and waddled away.

Shen Qingming was stunned the entire time: "Un-Uncle Three?"

"Haha, Uncle Kongcheng is as amusing as ever." Li Wanqing then said, "I used to particularly like Uncle Three; among the men of the courtyard, I favored Uncle Three the most."

Shen Qingming was puzzled: "Eh? I thought you, as a self-proclaimed feminist, would see him as an oppressive misogynist villain."

"Why?" Li Wanqing asked curiously, "He usually listens to Sister Yan obediently, and whenever he disobeys, he's beaten until he's all bruised, a disgrace to male dominance. Why would such a person be a misogynist villain?"

"Your standards are just too twisted..."

"Heh heh, that's why I need lots of adorable girl power to correct me. If Little Sister Qingming is willing to kiss me, maybe I'll become a bit normal."

"Go to hell!"

As the two sisters bickered and Yu Zishen stayed silent, Wang Jiu turned to the volunteers: "Could you please bring the registration form?"

A moment later, Wang Jiu filled out the form. The volunteer used a seal they carried to adjust it, and ripples quickly formed on the paper, each character Wang Jiu wrote being verified by magic for authenticity with results confirmed.

As expected, every word was verified without error.

"Alright, information confirmed, name Wang Jiu, gender male, age 18..."

Before they finished speaking, Li Wanqing and Shen Qingming simultaneously leaned over: "18 years old?! You're 18?!"

Wang Jiu whispered: "I'm 4 years old, plus your 14 years, Shen Qingming, doesn't that add up to 18."

"Wait, what's that math? Why would you add my age to yours?!"

Wang Jiu thought for a moment: "Because this time my role is cavalry."

Shen Qingming's face immediately turned red: "Go to hell!"

Not understanding entirely, Li Wanqing glanced at Wang Jiu and Shen Qingming but didn't ask further questions.

When the time is right, the truth will reveal itself. During her days living in Shen Garden with Shen Qingming and Wang Jiu, she already had a faint suspicion in her heart... But none of that really mattered.

What's important is, it seems that Wang Jiu is really going to participate in the pre-selection tournament?!

Hahaha, this competition is going to be so interesting. The main event hasn't even started, and the fight for the championship is already full of twists and turns.

Initially, the Qian Family assessed that the timing of this Grand Competition was very favorable for them and set their sights on winning. Then Li Wanqing's cultivation at Yuqing Mountain yielded great success, and she returned to Cyan Cloud with overwhelmingly superior strength, stealing all the spotlight. Later on, the competition scale was upgraded, and the Qian and Lu Families went to extreme measures to suppress Li Wanqing's momentum. Of course, Li Wanqing wasn't going to give up the championship fight and was preparing to develop some secret moves for the main event to surprise the Qian and Lu Families...

But now, a Wang Jiu has appeared to stir things up, making it all the more entertaining.

Based on Li Wanqing's current assessment of Wang Jiu's abilities, it's hard to gauge his limits. But at the very least, his lower limit is a notch above hers... And this means that Wang Jiu's lower limit might very well exceed the upper limit of the current championship favorite.

But can this guy really make it to the end and win the championship? Haha, it's hard to even imagine that scene.

——

After Wang Jiu signed up for the competition, he received a notification from the organizing committee about the competition in about as long as it takes to eat a meal.

The timing was very tight, and in 10 minutes, he had to head to Sub-Arena 13 for registration— for supplementary registered participants, the schedule would be very tight, serving as a kind of punishment.

Fortunately, it was only a few steps from the VIP box to the sub-arena. When Wang Jiu arrived, he saw his opponent had just completed registration.