Chapter 064: The Greatest Humiliation!

Not one person, but two. Su Jingxing and Wei Jiajia—both had been chosen!

Yes, that’s right.

The “Sword Immortal Jinghong” had drawn twice!

This outcome shocked everyone watching the raffle. Many thought that from now on, the Sword Immortal Jinghong would invite an extra guest each round.

Yet before long, Sword Immortal Jinghong appeared on the Big Fish Forum via live video to explain the reason. She revealed that in the coming year, she would be away from the Yu Kingdom, so she would not be present. Therefore, she drew both the current and the next round’s winner in advance.

Once the truth became clear, a wave of disappointment swept through the crowd. After a moment, attention shifted to the two lucky winners: Wei Jiajia, and “Yang Jian”—the false identity Su Jingxing had crafted.

“Damn, those two really hit the jackpot,” someone exclaimed.

“Yeah, I’ve entered twice and never been picked. My luck is just rotten.”

“Heh, can I admit I’ve been waiting ten years for my turn?”

“Did you notice? Both winners this time—Wei Jiajia and Yang Jian—are from Qinghe City, Changyang Prefecture!”

“It’s true! What luck Qinghe City has—both draws landed there!”

“Haha, the fortune of Qinghe City is simply explosive!”

“Why can’t I be from Qinghe City?!”

The Big Fish Forum was abuzz with excitement and envy, voices of jealousy and admiration echoing without pause.

Wei Jiajia and Yang Jian, both from Qinghe City, inspired a sense of collective pride among its residents. In the Yu Kingdom’s eighteen prefectures, each with nearly a hundred million inhabitants, there were roughly three hundred million users registered on the forum—excluding duplicates and bots, the real number was closer to two hundred million.

For Wei Jiajia and Yang Jian to be chosen from two hundred million by Sword Immortal Jinghong—it was a one-in-a-hundred-million chance, a stroke of luck that naturally stirred envy.

Those in Qinghe City who knew Wei Jiajia and Yang Jian found their feelings a tangled knot. Especially Wei Jiajia herself—at the moment she saw the result, she was utterly stunned.

He had done it...

Su Jingxing had actually done it. Even odds of one in a hundred million could be bent to his will!

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At the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, Su Jingxing received the invitation from Sword Immortal Jinghong via the Big Fish Forum. The esteemed third-rank master would arrive in Qinghe City the following day. After reading the message, Su Jingxing rose with satisfaction.

He had succeeded!

The third transaction for Sword Immortal Jinghong’s invitation had been completed without a hitch.

The moment the message arrived, Su Jingxing felt an immense weight lift from his shoulders.

He had received his message, and clearly, Wei Jiajia had as well.

Without delay, Su Jingxing took the “Eight Steps Ascending Dragon” manual from his storage, wrapped it up, and headed straight for the Wei family martial arts school.

…

At the Wei family dojo, Wei Jiajia’s mind buzzed in confusion after receiving the invitation; she couldn’t recover her composure for a long time.

Even now, she could hardly believe it—the invitation from Sword Immortal Jinghong had come so easily. It was as simple as picking up the phone to order a meal at a restaurant.

And even with food delivery, there was a risk of no available slots. The invitation had been settled in a single stroke.

How had it happened?

How had Su Jingxing managed it?

Wei Jiajia sat dazed, her mind in a fog. When Su Jingxing entered the dojo through the back door and saw her like that, he coughed softly.

Still, Wei Jiajia didn’t react, lost in her trance.

He cleared his throat again, this time more forcefully.

“Ah!” Wei Jiajia snapped out of it, hurriedly hiding her phone as if afraid someone might steal her invitation.

When she saw Su Jingxing, mask on his face, she jumped in surprise and couldn’t help but ask, “How did you do it?”

Before Su Jingxing could reply, an excited shout rang out from outside the dojo. Wei Jiaping came charging in at full speed, his voice brimming with excitement, “Sis, you won! You hit the jackpot! Sword Immortal Jinghong’s invitation has your name on it! Did you get the message?”

“Oh, you’re here too,” he added, noticing Su Jingxing.

“You’re just in time,” Su Jingxing said in his usual deepened voice. “All three conditions have been met. Our transaction is now complete. I hope you make good choices from here on and don’t try anything beyond your abilities.”

“Here is the manual. Goodbye!”

He tossed the “Eight Steps Ascending Dragon” manual down and turned to leave.

“Wait, what do you mean the transaction is over? Aren’t there two more left?” Wei Jiaping shouted after him, but Su Jingxing ignored him, leaving the dojo swiftly through the back door.

Wei Jiaping didn’t dare chase after him. He turned to Wei Jiajia, eyes full of confusion and anger. “Sis, what’s going on? Why did he say the transaction is over? Didn’t we only finish one? How… Wait!”

A sudden realization struck him. In disbelief, he asked, “Did… did your invitation from Sword Immortal Jinghong count as one of the transactions?”

Wei Jiajia remained silent.

“Answer me! Was it?” Wei Jiaping roared.

As for the “Eight Steps Ascending Dragon” manual Su Jingxing left behind, he didn’t spare it a glance.

The fact that Su Jingxing dared to return the manual meant he had already learned or copied it. In either case, the manual was now meaningless. In their hands, it had been a dangerous liability—giving it to Su Jingxing was actually a blessing.

When Wei Jiaping thought back on the deal, he felt a surge of relief. He had managed to offload a great burden.

But with Su Jingxing returning it so quickly, Wei Jiaping’s heart pounded with anxiety. His sister’s silence only fueled his fear and made his anger flare uncontrollably.

“Say something!”

“What about the other two terms? Did the invitation count as one of them?”

Wei Jiaping’s face flushed red as he shouted at Wei Jiajia.

“…Yes,” Wei Jiajia replied softly, her head bowed.

Wei Jiaping fell silent.

A bitter laugh escaped him. “Well, well. And the third? What did you trade for it?”

Wei Jiajia was quiet for a moment, then answered with shame, “A fresh Muyan Flower.”

“A Muyan Flower?” Wei Jiaping’s face twitched, contorting with rage. “A Muyan Flower? Well, well done! Wonderful! Truly wonderful!”

Smack!

He suddenly raised his hand and struck Wei Jiajia across the face, so hard it nearly knocked her over.

Before she could react—

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Wei Jiaping charged forward and struck her again and again, bellowing with fury as he did.

“Despicable!”

“You selfish, shameless wretch! How did our Wei family end up with such an ungrateful disgrace?”

“Disgrace!”

“You are the greatest shame our family has seen in centuries!”

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