His Highness the Crown Prince Always Wants to Marry Me

Chapter 317: Treasure Snatching Finale (Two)

Following Feng Chen joining, more and more people released their mental energy to communicate with the silver sword.

In the private room, except for Yu Qing Qian and Che Tong Tong, everyone else also released their mental energy in unison.

Yu Qing Qian toasted with Che Tong Tong and asked: “Aren’t you going to give it a try?”

“I’m not interested in swords, and with Senior Brother Feng acting, even if I tried, it’d be in vain.” Che Tong Tong played with the wine cup and asked: “Why don’t you give it a try? Are you trying to let Senior Brother Feng have it?”

“I like to use bows and arrows and I’m not interested in swords either.” Yu Qing Qian joked: “You sure have confidence in him.”

“Of course. Senior Brother Feng is the devilish genius our generation has heard of from our elders since we were young, and also the one we all strive to surpass.” Che Tong Tong pouted, “I wasn’t convinced before, but later I found out that no matter what aspect it was, I’d lose to him, so I’m also convinced.

“Don’t worry, I simply admire his genius, I don’t have any other thoughts for him.” Che Tong Tong then explained with a wink to Yu Qing Qian.

Yu Qing Qian chuckled: “I can tell.”

Actually, even if Che Tong Tong had other thoughts about Feng Chen, Yu Qing Qian wouldn’t take revenge either. After all, it’d be abnormal for a proud child of Heaven like Feng Chen who had talent and background to not be admired and loved by women.

“I used to just admire Senior Brother Feng that one person, but now there’s also you.” Che Tong Tong leaned over to Yu Qing Qian and whispered.

Yu Qing Qian raised an eyebrow: “Just based on my ability to stimulate the growth of plants just now shouldn’t be able to impress you should it.”

“Of course, what I admire is that you can win over Senior Brother Feng, that aloof, lone mountain-top flower.” Che Tong Tong looked at her with an expression as if to say ‘you’re amazing’.

Yu Qing Qian was immediately left speechless and laughed: “You really have no ambition.”

In fact, it wasn’t easy for her to win over Sick Beauty either. She started entangling him persistently since she was two, and then even began teasing and entangling him at the Royal Academy. It seemed that it took more than ten years to completely open his heart.

“Aye, to be happy in life, one must have all the fun, that’s what I pursue.” Che Tong Tong picked up the wine cup with a carefree look on her face.

Time passed little by little, and after an incense stick of time, mental energy was cut off by the silver longsword one after another. From time to time, the sound of vomiting blood could be heard from each private room too.

“PU!” Then Li Wu and his clan brother were also counterattacked by the sword, and blood spilled form their lips.

Jiang Hao and Che Fei Fei persisted for a moment longer until their mental energy was also cut off, and their faces looked pale.

Ultimately, the mental energies were cut off one after another, leaving only one that was still communicating with the longsword.

The pupils of the large clans in each private room were all curious about whose mental energy that belonged to.

Shui Yan Ze and Mo Yi Ran also turned a little pale.

“The backlash from this longsword is really powerful, so many people vomited blood from the backlash, including a few old fellows at Spirit Emperor level. This sword is definitely one of the best among spirit tools. What a pity.” Mo Yi Ran sighed, “I wonder who the last mental energy belongs to, and whether it can be subdued.”

Shui Yan Ze turned his gaze to the private room where Yu Qing Qian and the others were staying, “Feng Chen’s gaze is getting sharper and sharper, that mental energy should belong to him.”

“Only he can be so strong and persist for such a long time.” Mo Yi Ran didn’t feel much jealousy towards Feng Chen at all.

As time went by, people in the various private rooms also discovered that the mental energy belonged to Feng Chen, and they couldn’t wait to see the result. They all wanted to see if Feng Chen, the number one genius among the younger generation, was only superficial or not.

At nearly an hour, the silver longsword in mid-air suddenly let out a pleasant sword qi buzz, as if it had resonated with something, then circled the air a few times. Then, under everyone’s astonished gaze, it flew into Yu Qing Qian and the other’s private room and fell into Feng Chen’s hands obediently.