CHAPTER 747: CHAPTER 614: CALL ME HUSBAND

Can family members come along?

The Southern Envoy was stunned; this was the first time someone had asked such a question.

Usually, when people receive the invitation to the finals of the World’s First Forging Competition, they would inquire about Sifang City or the details of the finals.

Earlier, he thought that Feng Xun was Ye Lingyue’s attendant.

But on further thought, with Feng Xun’s noble demeanor, how could he be a servant?

It turns out he is the husband of the female city lord. The Southern Envoy, having followed the Sifang City Lord for many years and seen countless people, rarely sees such a well-matched young couple.

Regarding Feng Xun, the Southern Envoy naturally held a sense of reverence, so he promptly responded.

"One Four Directions Token can be shared by up to two people."

Implicitly, Ye Lingyue and Long Baobao could each bring one additional person to the competition.

The Southern Envoy also informed Ye Lingyue and Long Baobao that the finals would be held in a month. By then, Ye Lingyue and Long Baobao would only need to arrive at the Four Directions Ferry, where someone from Sifang City would come to receive them.

After handing over the Four Directions Token and a map to the Four Directions Ferry to Ye Lingyue and others, the Southern Envoy took his leave. He still had other finalists to notify across the mainland.

Ye Lingyue and others escorted the Southern Envoy all the way to the city gate.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Sifang City eagerly awaits your esteemed visit." The Southern Envoy mounted his horse, and after bidding farewell, the hooves of the Dragon Scale Horse sounded tappingly, and with a push of its limbs, it soared straight into the clouds. In a moment, it turned into a blue dot and disappeared into the horizon.

Long Baobao was dumbstruck, and after a long while, he grabbed Ye Lingyue’s hand.

"Sister Yue, pinch me, am I dreaming? I really made it into the finals!"

Seeing Long Baobao’s expression, Ye Lingyue smiled and flicked his head.

Long Baobao, covering his forehead turned red from the flick, giggled stupidly.

"Don’t be too happy too early. I’ve already received news that Long Si Hai also received the invitation to the finals of the World’s First Forging two days ago."

A spy from the Ghost Sect lurking in the Long Family had already delivered the news.

At that time, the Southern Envoy hadn’t arrived yet, and Ye Lingyue, in order not to disappoint Long Baobao, had temporarily suppressed the news.

Unexpectedly, even a Glazed Jade Fan could allow Long Wang to enter the finals, implying that the Long Family also has its own support in Sifang City.

After hearing this, Long Baobao’s joy quickly faded, and he clenched his small fists.

"I will definitely not lose to Long Si Hai. I must rescue grandfather and expose Long Si Hai’s true face in front of everyone. Sister, I might need your help to find some materials."

An unprecedented seriousness was on Long Baobao’s chubby little face.

"Whatever you need, just ask Yan Jiu, but be smart about it and don’t get sold by him," Ye Lingyue knew that Long Baobao was preparing for the finals with his Spiritual Artifact.

She specifically asked Long Baobao to seek out Yan Jiu not only because the Exchange Centre in the Underworld Yama Palace had many precious materials.

Another reason was to help Long Baobao establish cooperation with the Underworld Yama Palace, which would be beneficial both for him and the Long Clan.

Long Baobao nodded firmly and went to find Yan Jiu. With only a month’s time, not long enough, he must exhaust all his knowledge to strive for the best performance in the World’s First Forging.

After Long Baobao left, Feng Xun glanced at Ye Lingyue, who was constantly flipping the Four Directions Token.

"Should I remind you that you’re also participating in the finals? Shouldn’t you start showing some pre-competition nerves?"

"The Spiritual Artifact I plan to compete with is already prepared, and the materials have also been gradually collected. Feng Xun, speaking of buying things at the exchange center of the Underworld Yama Palace, is there an internal price?" Ye Lingyue’s Spiritual Artifact for the World’s First Forging is, needless to say, the Nine Dragon Chant, a Heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact left by Ye Wuming and the Grand Ancestor.

She had the forging blueprint for the Nine Dragon Chant a long time ago, but previously, due to limited Artifact Refining Skills and the extreme difficulty in collecting materials, she had not been eager to start refining the Nine Dragon Chant.

Now, possessing the enigmatic and mysterious Gray Fire, having devoured two Mutant Fires, it was time to attempt refining a Heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact.

But the materials needed to refine the Nine Dragon Chant are hard to find.

Ye Lingyue had spent over a year searching but still couldn’t find all the materials.

"There’s no internal price available, but there is a family price, fifty percent off. However..." Feng Xun deliberately played coy.

Ye Lingyue then remembered what Feng Xun had asked the Southern Envoy earlier, and hesitated for a moment.

"However, what?"

"As long as you call me husband from now on, I can get Yan Jiu to sell the Exchange Centre’s materials at half price." Feng Xun spoke slowly and deliberately.

Ever since Lan Cai’er married Yan Jiu, the two were as sickeningly sweet as oil mixed with honey, constantly engaged in affectionate exchanges.

"My wife" this and "My husband" that, Yan Jiu never forgot to flaunt in front of Feng Xun, boasting about how quickly he had won over Cai’er and that they even had children now.

Not like Feng Xun, who had known someone for so long yet was still in a tentative relationship.

Having heard it so often, Feng Xun also felt a pang of jealousy.

He coaxed Ye Lingyue to call him a few times, but Ye Lingyue, being bashful, was not swayed by his coaxing.

Seeing this rare opportunity, Feng Xun certainly didn’t want to give up.

"Stinky Feng Xun, dare to threaten me? I’d rather find it on my own." Ye Lingyue said, her face flushed red with anger and frustration, stomping her foot, refusing to indulge him.

"If you don’t call out, I’ll even hold back Little Steamed Bun’s portion of materials," Feng Xun stated unhurriedly.

Yan Jiu would not dare disobey him.

"..."

Ye Lingyue realized that Feng Xun was becoming increasingly difficult to deal with.

But thinking about getting a fifty percent discount just by calling him once, her mind began to scheme.

She wanted to stand her ground, but someone had accurately pegged her as one who couldn’t resist money. The materials she and Little Steamed Bun needed were top-notch; even a month might not be enough to find them, let alone ten years. Otherwise, Ye Wuming, the first Alchemist of Daxia, wouldn’t have exhausted his wealth to gather all the materials initially.

"Husband..."

After a long wait, Feng Xun finally heard a mosquito-like mutter.

The sound, falling into Feng Xun’s ears, felt like feathers tickling, lightening his bones.

He tried to suppress his surging emotions and coughed.

"What did you say? I can’t hear clearly."

Ye Lingyue panicked, stretching out her claws to scratch Feng Xun.

"Damn you Feng Xun, you’re doing this on purpose. I already called you ’husband’, you can’t go back on it now."

"One more time."

"Husband... husband... my beautiful husband..."

Her tongue, as if bitten by a cat, suddenly swept away.

Soft and moist touch, Feng Xun’s tongue slowly swept across her lips, swallowing that sweet call.

After a long while, Feng Xun finally released the breathless Ye Lingyue, gazing at her with boundless affection.

"Say it again, let’s hear it..."

"No more, it’s too embarrassing."

"Just once more..."

But that "husband", he could never hear enough of it for a lifetime.