Not A Cultivator 33 Feng Ao Xiu's Number One Fan

Feng Ao Xiu asked about information regarding the pure coloured spirit stones. There were no more pure coloured spirit stones. All the jewellery stores are out of stock because there's a n.o.ble who bought all the stones.

Feng Ao Xiu's face became dark. Now that he thinks about it, it's strange enough that the spirit stone shop did not sell any pure coloured spirit stones. It turns out the jewellery stores has been buying them. Then, the jewellery stones did not sell any, it's because a n.o.ble has been buying them. Looks like he has to enter the contest.

Feng Ao Xiu also asked about the contest. The registration will be open until the start of the contest. Every person could enter one or more than one.

[This is good! I can enter all of them]

The Scholars a.s.sociation made this contest to find a hidden gem among the commoners, the contest was open for everyone, but there will be no scholars partic.i.p.ating.
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[This is also good, at least the strong one will not be partic.i.p.ating]

As the name suggests, there are actually four contests, Music, Go, Calligraphy, and Painting. Each contest will provide three spirit stones and money as the prize.

[Sh*t! This is bad! Does that mean I have to at least win in three contests!? Nine spirit stones should just be barely enough, but to win three out of four contests...]

The contest venue.

A young scholar was sitting in a small chair, he was none other the registration committee. "You two want to enter the contest? You're in luck! The contest almost started."

The young scholar said, "The premium is three silver taels per contest!"

He Min tossed twelve silver taels to the young scholar, "Put me in all of the contests!"

The young scholar nodded, he turns to Feng Ao Xiu, "And your fee?"

"There's an entry fee?", Feng Ao Xiu asked.

"You'll take the free ones? How bold! The price of free is answering three questions perfectly for every contest you enter! How many contests are you entering?"

[Wait, so entering free means you have to answer questions perfectly. But if you have money, then you can just enter the contest! This system is f*cked up! And the most f*cking thing is I don't bring any money!!]

"I'll enter all of them!"

The young scholar laughs, "Haha... It's fine, a lot of people tried their luck on the free ones. However, all of them failed and ended up switching to the premium."

The young scholars continued, "All the questions have the same topic. The topic is..."

"Feng Ao Xiu!!"

Feng Ao Xiu, "..."

The young scholar explains, "As a scholar, it's important to keep an eye on an important figure! Especially such a great expert like Feng Ao Xiu. He's been a hot topic as of late!"

Feng Ao Xiu, "..."

"The first question! What's Feng Ao Xiu's father's name and cultivation level?"

"Feng Zhong Tian, Iron Mortal Realm."

The young scholar was surprised, "Correct! Only ten per cent answer perfectly! You're quite good!"

"The second question! Who is the fat guy, that always near Feng Ao Xiu for the past couple of days? What's his cultivation level?"

"Qian Lu, Feng Ao Xiu's bodyguard, Fifth Stage of Abstract Spirit Realm!"

The young scholar once again gets surprised, "Co... correct! Only one per cent answered this question perfectly! You're really good!"

"The third question! No one ever pa.s.ses this question! Yesterday, Feng Ao Xiu explained about poison in his engagement party. Tell me what is that poison and the characteristic!"

"Damage Mind Poison, made from Black Wind Lily. A poison that can damage someone's brain for a couple of minutes. It's fragile and could easily be erased by the wind."

The young scholar became astonished, "Co... co... correct! You... you must be Feng Ao Xiu's fan!"

He Min was also astonished, "Wow! I don't even know a single answer. This is the power of Feng Ao Xiu's fan!"

Feng Ao Xiu, "..."

Feng Ao Xiu was speechless.

[How could there be such a coincidence? You dare to ask me about me, how could I not know?]

"What's the fourth question?"

The young scholar scratches the back of his head, "Actually, no ever made it past the third question! I don't even know the fourth question."

"Wait here! I'll get the one in charge right away!"

After a short while, the young scholar returns with an old scholar.

"Master, this is the Feng Ao Xiu's fan that I said earlier."

The old scholar touches his big white beard while staring at Feng Ao Xiu, "Not a scholar, but can keep an eye on an important figure. Impressive!"

"Hmmm... Have I seen you somewhere before?"

Feng Ao Xiu was a little bit surprised. As expected of an experienced scholar. Will he realize that I'm Feng Ao Xiu even though I'm wearing shabby and dirty clothes?

After the incident at the jewellery stores, Feng Ao Xiu learned a lesson, it was dangerous to claim himself as Feng Ao Xiu. However, if someone else declares Feng Ao Xiu as Feng Ao Xiu, it will be a different story. Especially if an experienced scholar that did it, everyone will believe what he says.

The old scholar was shocked, "Ahh... You... you..."

Did he find out!?

"You really look like my deceased student. I'm a bit surprised, I thought he came back alive."

Feng Ao Xiu, "..."

The old scholar continued, "Anyway since you can answer three questions correctly, you are eligible to enter one contest. Now the fourth question! What happens four years ago that made Feng Ao Xiu ordered the entire clan to search the city?"

"Qian Lu broke the painting. But at that time Feng Ao Xiu did not know, all he knew that a thief broke the painting, so he ordered the entire clan to annihilate the thief."

The old scholar laughs, "You're wrong! The thief is unknown... Wait! Qian Lu broke the painting?"

Feng Ao Xiu nodded, then he told the story of how Feng Ao Xiu knew the true ident.i.ty of the thief.

The old scholar was astonished, "You knew more than I did! Though it is unverified, what you said makes sense. Otherwise, the Feng Clan would already beat the thief to death."

"This... this is the first time, I, Kong Ling Jue, feel ashamed of myself!"

Feng Ao Xiu was also astonished. This old man was actually Kong Ling Jue, the great scholar who was known as the Walking Library. Almost all the information got through him, he knew it all. As long as the information was happening in Xiang Lan Nation, he could easily describe in detail what has happened. If your secret was not closely protected, Kong Ling Jue will surely probe into the matter and leak it out.

Kong Ling Jue nodded, "To know what I don't even know! You must really be Feng Ao Xiu's hardcore fan. No! You must be Feng Ao Xiu's number one fan!"

"There is no more reason to question about Feng Ao Xiu to Feng Ao Xiu's number one fan. Let him partic.i.p.ate!"

The young scholar cupped his hand, "Yes!"

Kong Ling Jue whispered in Feng Ao Xiu's ear, "Young Master Feng, good luck in the contest!"

Feng Ao Xiu cursed in his heart.

[F*ck! This old man actually knew! Since when did he found out? Kong Ling Jue is really scary and dangerous! Just what the h.e.l.l is he planning!?]

While he left, Kong Ling Jue glanced at He Min. Then, He Min nodded as if they already knew each other.

As he saw Kong Ling Jue walk away, Feng Ao Xiu let out a sigh. He could only hope Kong Ling Jue didn't find out about his real cultivation level.

The young scholar said to the two partic.i.p.ants, "May I know both of your names? They are needed for the registration. An alias is also fine."

Feng Ao Xiu and He Min, "Fei Bao Xing."

The young scholar was confused, "I'm sorry. What did you say?"

Feng Ao Xiu and He Min replied again at the same time, "My name is Fei Bao Xing".

"Is this a joke?"

He Min said, "No! No! It's true! My name is Fei Bao Xing and his name is also Fei Bao Xing!"

The young scholar nodded, "I see... Ah... the contest almost starts. Both of you, go to the stage hurry!"

In the stage.

The host was counting, "Three... Two... One... Let the contest begin!"

The audience cheered loudly.

The host explains, "The first contest will be Music. There are already ten types of musical instruments here. One by one, the partic.i.p.ant will use one of the musical instruments to produce wonderful music."

"Now let's meet with the jury! The first three are the three great scholars, Kong Ling Jue, Mo Tie Yang, and Bu Liang!"

The audience cheers and claps. These three scholars are famous and smarts. If you ask who the smartest man in Xiang Lan Nation is, the answer will definitely be between Kong Ling Jue, Mo Tie Yang, and Bu Liang.

The host continued, "Then, we have two special juries. Emperor Fu Sheng Jian and Princess Ming!"

The audiences were shocked, they cheered and clapped even louder.

"What the Emperor is here!"

"This year's compet.i.tion was bigger than last year!"

"Look! That's the Emperor and Princess Ming!"

"This must be my lucky day! I've never seen Princess Ming with my own eyes before!"

Feng Ao Xiu was also shocked. What!? Beside Kong Ling Jue, there's also Emperor Fu Sheng Jian and Princess Ming. That's a total of three people who had seen my face.

[This is bad news!! Too much people who know me!]

Entering the contest was already bad enough. Then, Kong Ling Jue knew his real ident.i.ty. With two other people knew, it will be a matter of time before everyone knew he's Feng Ao Xiu. Then they will ask why he's entering the contest. 'To earn the prize!' That answer will be strange enough to make things go out of control. Why would you like such a small prize? Does it really have something good in there?

[Wait! It also could be good news, they could give me a good score to earn my favour]

Which one is it? Good or Bad? In the end, Feng Ao Xiu could not even guess.

The host said, "In this box, there are all the names of our contestants. I will randomly pick the first contestant."

Feng Ao Xiu noticed someone came from the side, it's the young scholar in charge of the registration from earlier.

The young scholar said, "Brother Fei, I forgot to tell you. Since both, you and Brother Fei has the same name. I must change your name under an alias."

"Oh, what's my alias?"

The host shouts, "Our first contestant is Feng Ao Xiu's Number One Fan!!"

The young scholar smiles, "Brother Fei, that's you. Good luck!"

Feng Ao Xiu gives himself a facepalm.

[This will be so embarra.s.sing!]