The Anarchic Consort c1-1376

by Warring Young Seven

  Basically, all of the young masters sitting in the private room placed their bets and gambled on Wei Wei losing...even the sweat on her forehead!

  Wait...that's not quite right!

  Not all of them.

  One was Wei Wei herself.

  The other one...

  People hardly dared to believe it when they saw the list of names. Their pair of eyes were overflowing with shock.

  How could that person be here?

  Not only that, he had previously never paid attention to any matter whatsoever. There's no need to even mention gambling.

  Yet...this time!

  He surprisingly he threw out so much money and bet it on Wei Wei!

  Just when those young masters were incomparably shocked.

  A deep and low indolent voice again sounded out. It seemed to be calm, without the slightest disturbance. "Increase the bet."

  Someone turned towards the private room beside them and looked over.

  After Murong Chang Feng heard these words, the hand holding the teacup tightened to some degree...

  "Was it Third Prince?" Someone asked, not sure about it at all.

  When they again heard that self-disciplined kind of deep and low voice speak again. "Add another one hundred taels of gold on Wei Wei. Bet that she – – – wins!"

  What! ! !

  When everyone heard this sentence, they all knitted their brows.

  That good-for-nothing who didn't know how to do anything, how could she win?

  What's more, she's already panicking right now, wasn't she?

  She was incapable of having even the most basic of martial qi resonance, and could only stupidly stand there. If she still didn't move, other people would've already determined the armament they wanted to choose!

  "Girl, how is it? Is it very difficult this time?" Yuan Ming arrogantly raised the ends of his mouth. He saw how she wasn't taking care of things as quickly as possible the way she usually does at all, so he also had some suspicions.

  Wei Wei placed her fingers on her chin and softly tapped. After that, she slowly closed her pair of eyes.

  "What's she planning! Not even looking now!"

  Hearing the noises all around, Yuan Ming furrowed his brows. "Girl, if it's too difficult, I can..."

  "Yuan Little Ming, don't take out your set of demonic arguments to entice me."

  Wei Wei opened her pair of eyes. The bright black pupils looked up front then she strolled towards that wooden table.

  The people below the stage disdainfully smiled.

  Even the judging panel on stage shook their heads. "I'm afraid there's no hope for this Helian Wei Wei. Only now does she finally start to choose. She's slower than everyone else by an entire half." (*translator's note: author did not specify half of what)

  The side of Jing Wu Shuang's face was the same as when he first arrived before, cultured and refined. Only this time, he unexpectedly opened his mouth, accompanied by the sound of a soft cough. His voice was as clear as water. "Not necessarily..."

  Chapter 117 - Domineering Wei Wei

  In an instant, the judging panel quieted down at once.

  It seemed as if they didn't anticipate Young Master Wu Shuang would surprisingly speak on behalf of a spoiled good-for-nothing. One after another, the judges could not help but turned and looked over at Jing Wu Shuang, astonishment was apparent in their eyes!

  Nevertheless, the depths of the latter's eyes were emotionless, without any stirrings whatsoever.

  Maybe Young Master Wu Shuang was merely kindhearted and just didn't want to easily negate anyone, right?

  Anyways, since Young Master Wu Shuang surprisingly said so, then let's continue watching again.

  However, they still felt that the conclusion had already been decided. That Helian Wei Wei wouldn't win!

  Maybe her luck was good, and she'll pick up some clues.

  However, wanting to pick out that one armament Young Master Wu Shuang personally made from among so many merely by relying on luck was far from enough!

  For the armament competition this time, only Young Master Wu Shuang knew the correct answer. Even they were not clear just which one of those in there was truly the one.

  But looking at them based on their experience of so many years, that green jade long double-edged sword and the dark tortoise bow and arrow both possibly could've come from Young Master Wu Shuang's hands.

  Everybody knew Young Master Wu Shuang's habits.

  In general, it had to do with his person. The things he made also would generally appear delicately beautiful.

  In terms of the external appearance, these two armaments actually corresponded well with Young Master Wu Shuang's style.

  It's obvious that that girl genius, Helian Jiao Er, already was close to the answer.

  We'd soon see which one she ultimately selected.

  Compared to the dark tortoise bow and arrow, the green jade long double-edged sword was clearly more impressive, especially its sword hilt. It was made very delicately and even displayed a faint jasper color.

  During the time the judging panel members were whispering to one another, Helian Jiao Er had already picked up an armament.

  It's the green jade double-edged sword!

  Everyone was in an uproar, and acted as if Helian Jiao Er already was victorious.

  In any case, the armament that she chose was indeed good. Regardless of whether it was the workmanship or its response to martial qi, both could be considered first class. Even Hei Ze also displayed a regretful expression. Wei Wei made her move too late. This time, maybe she'd already lost.

  During the time Helian Jiao Er picked up the green jade double-edged sword, Wei Wei had only just picked up the first armament to examine.

  Upon seeing this, Helian Jiao Er sneered and smugly glanced at Wei Wei, then returned to her own seat.

  The majority of competitors also more or less already almost finished looking at the remaining armaments. They merely weren't as fast as Helian Jiao Er.

  However, what made them glad was that there was Wei Wei to help take last place. Therefore, even if there were some people among them who also didn't understand armaments very well, they weren't afraid.

  So much so that when they passed Wei Wei, their gazes were filled with delight in another person's misfortune.

  But, Wei Wei's head didn't even lift up at all as her slender fingers used force...and banged banged twice!

  The first armament had been examined!

  The second armament was inspected completely!

  Her speed was very quick. There was indeed order within disorder as her slender fingers pushed while closing. Her movements seemed as if they've received specialized training and were a delight to watch.

  From the time she picked up an armament and turned it on its side, to the time she deftly flicked the knife blade out and then closed it again. These movements from beginning to end, only took a few seconds.

  In a flash, everybody was dumbfounded!

  So much so that there was some disbelief as their mouths opened wide into the shape of an 'O'!

  When finally regained their wits, Wei Wei had already started to inspect the tenth piece of armament!

  She leaned her body to the side and placed her head against the armament, nimbly and elegantly!

  "What's up with this good-for-nothing? Injected with chicken blood, or something?"

  (TN: ancient times version of: Is she on steroids, or something?)

  "How could she look through them so quickly! I'd actually used a whole lot of effort just to look through those few pieces of armaments up in the front!"

  "You guys, look at the posture with which she picks up the armaments, doesn't seem to be the same as ours.

  Of course it's not the same.

  How could the posture that an ace secret agent from the 21st century use to pick up weapons be the same as an ordinary person.

  For Wei Wei, the first thing she used to do when she got out of bed was to feel for her firea
rms, dismantle and then reassemble it while dressing.

  Not to mention when she had to carry out missions, even while dodging incoming fire, she had to simultaneously replace worn out weapons.

  This was merely inspecting some tens of armaments, how much time would she need.

  When she was bored senseless during class, she would take out armament components to fiddle with and even had to find opportunities to evade the teachers at the same time.

  Early on, she'd already trained her body to become like a craftsman's pure fire. If she can't even handle these things, how could she have opened an armament shop and be her own boss.

  Bang!

  The complexion of people who originally left her far behind all changed.

  They really haven't seen anyone so fast!

  How long had it been, and she'd already finished examining all of the armaments? !

  Did she even use her eyes to look or not?

  She just used her hand and moved around a couple of times like that?

  Could that be considered an inspection?

  The competitors couldn't help but stop their own actions and stared blankly at Wei Wei who'd initiated the halt.

  Not to mention the competitors who were amazed, even for the armament masters who were on the judging panel's seats of honor, this was the first time they'd seen somebody inspect armaments in this way.

  After all, in order to determine whether an armament was good or not, it was necessary to look at many aspects before a comprehensive judgement could be made.

  "Young Master, look at this..." Among the judging panel members, one faced Jing Wu Shuang and looked over.

  Within the teacup that was in Jing Wu Shuang's hand, the tea water stirred up traces of waves as he spoke two words as gently as water. "Very fast."

  "It indeed is very fast." Somebody interjected into the conversation. "However, when inspecting armaments the way she has, it's very easy to make a mistake. It's not necessarily a good thing to be too fast. More often than not, one can miss a whole lot of details."

  Yuan Ming also knew this line of reasoning. He raised his brows as he said. "Girl, maybe you should inspect them one more time before deciding."

  "No need." Wei Wei's fingers turned then held up an armament from the tabletop. "It's this one."

  Everyone turned towards the sound of her voice. After seeing the thing in her hand, hissing sounds sprung up everywhere!

  Just a moment ago, when they saw such beautiful movements from her, they even thought that she'd choose some outstanding armament.

  At the minimum, it should be something comparable to Helian Jiao Er's dark tortoise bow and arrow.

  They didn't expect that she'd surprisingly chosen a black lacquered umbrella. That umbrella handle also wasn't one of the two colors gold or silver but was instead the most common black color. Looking at it from a distance, there was even a kind of worn and shabby feeling.

  First setting aside and not mentioning other things, merely this armament's outer appearance would already lower its value. It totally did not have the looks of a first-rate armament.

  In addition, more than any other factor, a good armament was carefully chosen for its attack power.

  An umbrella?

  Bah! Did she think we're looking for an article for daily use, for protection from the rain?

  The sound of guffaws erupted below the stage, the aura of ridicule was especially dense. "This is the result Miss Helian having difficulty choosing, so she set off from a practical point of view. However, doesn't the color of that umbrella actually match well with that face of Miss Helian's. They're the same shade of black, hahahaha."

  Helian Jiao Er also almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. However, she didn't forget that she was in front of people, so she depressed the corners of her mouth as much as possible and looked to be totally sympathetic as she said. "Oldest Sister, how about you first choose another armament. If you choose this umbrella, it'd certainly be a waste of such a diligent and brilliant performance you put on just now, you know?"

  Chapter 118 - The Result of the Competition

  Helian Jiao Er at first sounded like she was making considerations on Helian Wei Wei's behalf, but in fact, when these kind of words were spoken under these circ.u.mstances, everyone not only wouldn't sympathize with Wei Wei, they would even believe that she'd just finished inspecting the armaments so quickly only for the purpose of drawing everyone's attention.

  As expected, once the sound of Helian Jiao Er's words dropped, the gaze everybody used to look at Wei Wei immediately became even more disdainful.

  "Some people really know how to act."

  "Isn't that just the way it is. This is merely one trick after another. No wonder she could curry Grandmaster Zi Zun's favor."

  "Clearly doesn't even know what an armament is, yet still putting on an act there in order to arouse the judging panel members' attention. Truly is disgusting."

  One by one by one, the sounds of mockery circulated over. Helian Jiao Er's pair of eyes slightly lowered as her vermillion lips curved into a smile. What she wanted was exactly this effect...

  Even if this s.l.u.t wouldn't fly into a rage like she used to.

  Her aim was still achieved. She just wanted this s.l.u.t, who was a thorn in her eye in all aspects, to have a taste of being disdained by a crowd of thousands!

  However, there wasn't a trace of change on Wei Wei's face, and as before, only clearly carried a perverse smiling expression as she raised her wide and spacious red sleeves, as red as blood and seemed as if she was a blood lotus in the mortal world.

  After that, she opened her mouth.

  "The judging panel members haven't announced the answer yet. Aren't you guys a bit too noisy?"

  Wei Wei took the 'umbrella' in her left hand and propped it up on the floor. That unruffled appearance, seemed to have the spirit of a queen, natural and at ease. She stood there lazily yet just like that, actually gave people a kind of formless feeling of oppression.

  Having heard what was said, a young man was sitting within the private room as a trace of difficult to perceive color streaked across the tranquil depths of his eyes. It's impossible to decipher what this profound tint of color meant. Merely that, those two s.e.xy thin lips seemed to have risen slightly, prominently manifesting a perverse trend.

  The red haired man standing by his side rubbed his own eyes of a beast. "Master, just now, you...smiled?"

  The young man didn't speak and only looked at him, the dark black pupils slightly constricting.

  The red haired man pulled back his claws, and stroked the bridge of his nose as he muttered in a whisper. "Isn't it OK if I just didn't see it correctly?

  The young man then finally withdrew his gaze and said in a cold and detached voice. "You've already lived for far too many years. It's difficult to avoid your eyes becoming blurry. This Highness can understand the plight of the elderly."

  Red haired man:...

  That's why they say whichever kind of master one might serve, don't serve one with such a poisonous tongue that when serving him, it made you itch to grind your teeth!

  It's simply infuriating to be angered to death, yet he couldn't be killed for it!

  How was this spirit beast old!

  That's right!

  It had lived for several thousand years or more, however, among spirit beasts, it was still d.e.s.i.r.ed after, alright? !

  Every time those small spirit beasts saw it, their cheeks would blush and their ears steamed.

  It was only because it was too devoted that it hadn't thought about the issue of finding a mate. Master now unexpectedly said that it was elderly!

  Huff huff!

  See how it'll transform into a younger person tomorrow!

  The young man's expression was unchanging as he just let the spirit beast behind him scratch the wall. His gaze placed in the distance fell again on the stage.

  At this moment, all of the competitors had already finished choosing their own set of a
rmaments.

  All of eighteen armaments were held in the palms of the competitors' hands.

  An elder from the judging panel stood up, his voice loud and clear. "It looked like everybody is ready. Then right now, let's have Young Master Wu Shuang come and announce the correct answer. Who in the actually held the armament personally made by him in their hands, we also don't know. He-he. Young Master, please!"

  Jing Wu Shuang faced that elder and smiled, as warmly and elegantly as jade. When he walked, a medicinal smell drifted from his the cuff of his sleeves, and made everyone hold their breaths.

  Originally, people thought that he would stand by Helian Jiao Er's side.

  Because he already reached that spot.

  However, nobody anticipated that in a moment, he surprisingly stood before Wei Wei.

  The two people's eyes looked at each other.

  Wei Wei's eyebrows jumped.

  Jing Wu Shuang merely smiled and coughed gently. "I would like to ask. Miss Helian, why did you choose this one."

  Wei Wei also smiled, however, she refused to answer this question, while the ends of her mouth raised indescribably willfully. "It seems that the competition doesn't have a rule requiring the competitor to provide a reason for their choice."

  To really determine whether a weapon was good or bad depended only on two words: killing spirit!

  Wei Wei was a person who was used to handling guns and ammunitions. It could shamelessly be said that in regards to any weapon in her presence, she merely needed to touch it to be able to ascertain whether this weapon had a 'martial spirit'.

  The 'martial spirit' spoken about here certainly didn't mean that the weapon actually possessed a spirit inside.

  Rather, it's referring to that kind of blood-thirsty demonic nature as if it was ready and waiting for action.

  Eighteen armaments. When Wei Wei first looked at them, her gaze also gravitated towards the green jade long double-edged sword that Helian Jiao Er chose. However when she truly approached these armaments, she then actually realized which one was truly the best.