Chapter 00233: A Complete Mess
# A Complete Mess
Chapter 233
Novel: AFK Game: Portal to Another World
Chapter 233 A Complete Mess
Yang Yiyi had a simple personality.
She disliked schemes and plots, and she didn't have the mind for them either.
She was the type who was completely naive.
So most of the time, Li Chengxi acted as Yang Yiyi's external pair of eyes and wits.
And this kind of scene, a martial arts competition for treasure, was actually very much to Yang Yiyi's liking.
The martial world, after all, should be about settling grudges and repaying kindness with swift satisfaction.
Everyone putting things out in the open, that's what being a true hero was all about.
Over on his side, Li Chengxi saw a ヽ(＾Д＾) bubble pop up next to the chibi figure representing Yang Yiyi on the screen, and he knew she was already completely captivated.
"If you're interested, you can find a chance to go up and give it a try."
If you happen to snatch the treasure, this trip won't have been for nothing.
Hearing this, Yang Yiyi said excitedly:
"Can I really?"
"Anyway, from what I see, neither of the two on the rock right now is as good as you. You have a very good chance of winning."
Li Chengxi's judgment was based on something simple.
The five-dimensional attributes of those two were nothing special; they were probably minion-level.
Right now, Yang Yiyi could take down a weakling with a single punch, but she'd be at a loss if she ran into a slightly stronger master.
Quite a few people had gathered.
As Li Chengxi spoke, he was clicking open their character attribute panels one by one to see what they were made of.
Yang Yiyi couldn't be bothered with all that.
The moment she heard Li Chengxi's approval, she immediately squeezed through the crowd.
Just at that moment, Xu Wenyi had a sword pointed at his throat and had no choice but to cup his fists and concede.
"I'll be your opponent!"
Xu Wenyi had just gotten down when Yang Yiyi impatiently leaped up.
Perhaps she felt this move was more like something a great hero would do.
While the crowd was excitedly watching the martial arts contest, Ning Xian'er landed lightly on the edge of the cliff above the creek valley and quietly peeked her head over to look down.
Seeing that an arena had been set up below and the competition was underway, Ning Xian'er thought for a moment.
She recalled hearing from her senior martial brothers and sisters that there was an immature Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow behind this waterfall.
It seemed that after twenty years, it had now ripened.
However, Ning Xian'er didn't really care about this kind of treasure that people on the outside would fight to the death for.
The Heavenly Absolute Palace had countless divine pills and miraculous medicines; they weren't lacking this one.
Her gaze remained fixed on Yang Yiyi, but after observing her all this way, she noticed a very strange habit of Yang Yiyi's.
She would constantly mutter to herself, as if she were speaking to something in her arms.
Could it be some strange quirk?
Ning Xian'er couldn't figure it out, but her goal certainly remained unchanged.
Seeing Yang Yiyi leap onto the rock, she thought to herself that Yang Yiyi must also want this Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow.
If I were to take it and give it to her, would we become friends?
It seemed like a plausible idea, but Ning Xian'er didn't really want to show herself in front of so many people.
What was she to do?
Perhaps I'll just watch a little longer?
If Yang Yiyi won, then she'd leave it be.
If someone else won, she would secretly swipe it later.
That should work.
At this thought, Ning Xian'er looked back at Yang Yiyi fighting on the large rock and let out a soft sound of surprise.
It had only been a month since they last met, yet Yang Yiyi's martial arts seemed to have improved again.
At the very least, her internal breath looked much stronger.
She still couldn't discern the origin of the techniques she used, but they were much crisper than back at the inn, with far less hesitation in her attacks.
To improve one's martial arts by leaps and bounds in such a short time was extremely difficult to achieve on one's own.
It was either a fortuitous encounter, or...
Could it be that the profound master guiding Yang Yiyi was somewhere nearby?
At this thought, Ning Xian'er grew a little excited herself.
Perhaps if she found that profound master, she could finally break through her Ruthless Dao.
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Yang Yiyi and Li Chengxi were clearly unaware that someone was secretly following them, let alone that they had been tailed for the entire journey.
The swordsman who had knocked Xu Wenyi off the stage in just a few moves initially held back when facing Yang Yiyi.
Perhaps it was because he saw she was bare-handed and a woman.
Whether out of contempt or chivalry, he did not use his full strength.
But soon, he found himself struggling to parry Yang Yiyi's Mantis Combo, forced to use every last bit of his strength.
In the end, he was still a step behind and had his throat locked by Yang Yiyi's Mantis Pincer Hand.
Of course, since the fight was only until the first touch, the man readily admitted defeat and stepped down.
Otherwise, she could have torn out his windpipe.
Yang Yiyi won a round and was very happy.
She turned, cupped her fists, and said:
"Who else would like to come up? I am willing to learn from your great techniques."
Her voice trembled a little as she said this.
It was probably because she saw the large crowd below, and Yang Yiyi got nervous...
As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.
What martial artist doesn't have a competitive spirit?
The moment Yang Yiyi finished speaking, she heard several people below shout, "I'll go!"
The martial arts competition for the treasure had been proceeding smoothly, with victory depending entirely on skill.
But right at that moment, someone below the rock shouted:
"Look at the Dragon Mallow! There's a thief!"
Yang Yiyi turned to look and saw two figures darting behind the water curtain, having just plucked the bluish-green Dragon Mallow.
The two weren't wearing night-walking clothes, but they had their faces covered with kerchiefs.
It seemed they knew that stealing the prize during a competition would lead to complete social ruin if word got out.
Now that they were discovered, the two snatched the Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow and fled.
Everyone had agreed to compete for the treasure, with the most skilled person taking it.
But now, someone else had just snatched the prize.
How could they let that stand?
For a moment, nobody cared about the competition anymore.
The dozens of people in the audience all used their lightness skills to pursue them.
The creek valley was a dead end.
Unless they could instantly scale the twenty- or thirty-meter-high cliffs, they would have to face this group of uncontrollably furious martial artists.
The two thieves had exceptionally agile movement techniques.
With a few swift movements, they dodged the weapons being swung at them.
But it was clear they were not having an easy time of it.
Several times, blades came close to piercing their bodies, and fine beads of sweat broke out on their foreheads.
As the saying goes, men die for wealth as birds die for food.
Risking being hacked to death by a chaotic flurry of blades to steal it just went to show that the Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow was indeed a heavenly material and earthly treasure.
But they had been spotted too soon.
The pair hadn't gotten far before they were caught.
They drew their short swords to parry a few blows, but in a moment of inattention, the pouch at their waist holding the Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow was sliced open.
Everyone watched as the Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow fell out of the cloth bag, tracing a perfect arc through the air.
Now things really got chaotic.
After all, catching the thieves wasn't the most important part; the treasure was.
Those with quick reflexes immediately used their lightness skills to leap up and grab it.
Unfortunately, there was more than just one or two of them.
Several people leaped into the air simultaneously, all reaching for the Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow.
Upon seeing they had competitors, they began to fight right there in mid-air with a clang of weapons.
The Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow was just barely touched by one person before he was forced back by another's weapon.
And gravity didn't care about any of this; the Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow began to fall.
The ones who had reacted a half-beat slower saw this and were instantly overjoyed.
A group of them pushed together, stretching out their arms to grab it like a horde of zombies breaking loose.
Or to put it more accurately, the stalk of Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow was like an embroidered ball, being tossed back and forth among the crowd.
It wasn't that the Heart-Purifying Dragon Mallow itself was jumping, but that as people fought over it, it was repeatedly passed between different hands.
Meanwhile, the people on the ground had drawn their weapons and started a free-for-all.
The previously friendly tone of the martial arts competition for the treasure had completely vanished.
Now, it was all down to one's own abilities.
(End of Chapter)