The Cool and Aloof Senior Sister Always Flirts with Me

Chapter 128: Liking You

Qi Xianqing's words softened Yan Jue's heart entirely.

Yan Jue tilted her head, looking steadily at Qi Xianqing, unable to bring herself to look away.

Qi Xianqing's pace of drinking gradually slowed.

Around them, faint sounds of breaking glass could be heard.

Some people, after drinking too much, could barely hold onto their bottles.

Time passed by little by little.

This time, Zhen Huo Sect's Xie Zijin had also signed up for the competition. After drinking five bottles, her vision began to blur, and her head felt dizzy.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced over at Qi Xianqing, and upon seeing the dozen or so empty bottles under Qi Xianqing's table, her expression grew one of admiration.

The junior disciples of Zhen Huo Sect held their senior sister in great reverence.

Who else in the world could drink as much as Senior Sister and still appear unphased?

Certainly, there was no one.

More importantly, while this wine-tasting competition seemed like it was just about drinking, it was actually a test of internal strength and true qi.

If one's qi was strong and their internal power abundant, they could neutralize the alcohol's effects in their bloodstream and remain unaffected.

Another half-hour passed, and some participants gave up entirely, flinging their cups aside and dozing off at the tables.

Qi Xianqing, however, continued drinking as if nothing had happened. The sunlight glinted off the translucent wine on her lips, and a faint blush tinged her pale cheeks.

Her gaze landed on a dark-skinned girl not far away.

The girl wore a short top and had a sturdy build, downing her drink in a single gulp.

Wine dripped from the corners of her mouth in a carefree, rough way.

Qi Xianqing had seen her before in the individual competition; she seemed to be Cheng Xi from Mu Yin Sect, a regular at the previous drinking contests.

Qi Xianqing sensed that Cheng Xi was a formidable opponent and perhaps the only one to challenge her here.

Maintaining a calm expression, Qi Xianqing drank at a steady pace.

Gradually, the crowd around her thinned, while the bottles by her feet grew in number.

Yan Jue had stopped communicating with Qi Xianqing telepathically for a while.

She was silently counting the number of drinks Qi Xianqing had taken. The moment she noticed Qi Xianqing's hand tremble slightly as she held her cup, a frown appeared on Yan Jue's face.

A strange silence fell over the Five Dragons Plaza.

All eyes were fixed on Qi Xianqing.

No one had expected that Zhen Huo Sect's strongest fighter, Lord Mengheng, would also have such an astonishing capacity for alcohol.

At that moment, Cheng Xi, her face flushed from drinking, suddenly wobbled to her feet and pointed at the attendant disciple. "Bring me another bottle of Dukang!"

The crowd gasped.

No one expected Cheng Xi to still be able to drink such a potent liquor after reaching this state.

Yan Jue almost wanted to give her a resounding slap, but she restrained herself, knowing that Cheng Xi was the only one left besides Qi Xianqing still in the contest.