[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 121

Chapter 121: Entangled Endlessly

At the end of the first day of the Discourse on the Dao Conference, the heroes returned to the town. Concerned about Han Yan’s injury, Diwu Miaofu wanted to check on her, but was wary of the Sect Leader of the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect. So she planned to leave with Xue Mu and Dugu Yuan’an. Unexpectedly, Han Yan called out to her.

Diwu Miaofu turned around in surprise. Seeing Han Yan awkwardly looking elsewhere, refusing to meet her eyes, her rebellious nature couldn’t help but show. She teased with a smile, “Did Sister Han Yan miss me?”

Han Yan’s face flushed instantly, and she said angrily, “I did not!”

Diwu Miaofu giggled. “Could it be that you came to thank me?”

Adjusting her emotions, Han Yan said with a straight face, “My Sect Leader Master invites you over.”

Diwu Miaofu gave a surprised “Oh.” Suspicion rose instantly. She carefully looked over Han Yan’s shoulder at the disciples of the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect in green robes in the distance. Scanning Sect Leader Qing Lan’s back, the strange feeling in her heart intensified, and she said, “I’m not going!”

Han Yan was stunned, not expecting her to say this. She became truly angry and scolded, “My Sect Leader Master invites you, why won’t you go?”

Diwu Miaofu said, “Just not going!”

Han Yan said, “Don’t you want to know what my Sect Leader Master invites you for?”

Diwu Miaofu said, “Don’t want to know!”

She turned around, intending to jump down from the cliff edge, using her lightness skill to step on protruding rocks to fall downwards. This way, she would be much faster than Xue Mu and Dugu Yuan’an going down the mountain. But a soft cry of pain came from Han Yan behind her. Not knowing if the wound on her left arm was affected, she stopped and looked back.

Seeing Diwu Miaofu turn back, Han Yan held up her left arm and examined it closely. Diwu Miaofu asked repeatedly, “What’s wrong? Does it hurt very much? I know the power of that ‘Life Lost in the Yellow Springs Claw,’ very formidable. My Sister Xue…” She suddenly shut her mouth. After all, Xue Mu’s relationship with the Blue Wind Mountain Sect was unknown to others, so she couldn’t reveal anything crucial behind Xue Mu’s back. Seeing Han Yan’s painful expression, she asked with concern, “I still have some refined pills here that can stop pain. Do you want to take one?”

Han Yan’s first reaction was that it was another pill made from some Gu worm. Thinking of Gu worms made her angry. She shook off Diwu Miaofu forcefully, enduring the waves of pain from her left arm, and said coldly, “If you are unwilling to see my Sect Leader Master, then forget it! Let’s not see each other again in the future!”

Diwu Miaofu couldn’t understand why unwillingness to see Sect Leader Qing Lan meant cutting off contact with her. She hurriedly responded, “At worst, I’ll go! Am I afraid of your Sect Leader Master?”

A smile appeared on Han Yan’s lips. “Alright, then you are not allowed to run away. Follow me obediently.”

Diwu Miaofu said, “Follow then. I’m not afraid of you, nor am I afraid of your Sect Leader Master.” Muttering like this, she followed Han Yan towards the team of the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect.

Han Yan called out to Sect Leader Qing Lan. The latter turned around, looking at Diwu Miaofu obscurely, showing no abnormality on her face, only smiling slightly. “Maiden Diwu.”

“Greetings, Sect Leader Qing Lan!” Diwu Miaofu imitated Han Yan’s movement to bow, but her movements were hurried and fast, truly without any elegance. Han Yan frowned watching from the side. Sect Leader Qing Lan smiled faintly. “No need for formalities, Maiden Diwu. Today is the first day of the Discourse on the Dao Conference. You shone brilliantly on the martial arts competition stage, making this old body admire you very much.”

Diwu Miaofu laughed secretly in her heart: This Sect Leader Qing Lan is only in her thirties, yet calls herself “this old body.” Although it’s normal for a Sect Leader to show her status this way, she has excellent looks and smooth, delicate skin. Where is she old?

“Maiden Han Yan was also majestic on the martial arts competition stage. Seeing her moves, I cheered loudly. Truly worthy of being the Sect Leader’s favorite disciple.” Diwu Miaofu opened her mouth to praise Han Yan. With less teasing intent at this moment, she appeared somewhat serious in Han Yan’s eyes.

There was appreciation in Sect Leader Qing Lan’s eyes. Han Yan also felt a little happy in her heart. To her, the Sect Leader Master was a person who cherished talents very much. Diwu Miaofu, this wanderer of unknown origin, had such good aptitude and foundation, and didn’t look bad. Seeing her, the Sect Leader Master would naturally want to accept her into the sect.

Actually, Diwu Miaofu’s appearance evaluation was more than “didn’t look bad.” It was just because Han Yan was surrounded by women as delicate and beautiful as flowers, and Diwu Miaofu’s appearance was actually quite different from others. When she first met Diwu Miaofu, she was also stunned by her facial contours. However, that incident happened later, making her impression of Diwu Miaofu plummet. Facing the matter of appearance evaluation, she naturally thought against her conscience.

Everyone went down the mountain together. The disciples of the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect looked at the cliff with lingering fear, carefully pulling the ropes and jumping down only after finding a landing spot. Diwu Miaofu laughed loudly and said to Han Yan, “Let’s compete again to see who jumps down first, okay?”

With her left arm injured, Han Yan naturally couldn’t surpass Diwu Miaofu, so she snorted coldly. “You win dishonorably.”

Diwu Miaofu said, “What’s difficult about that?” She swung to Han Yan’s side pulling the rope, embraced her waist, and said loudly, “Hug me tight, I’ll take you sliding down!”

Han Yan was shocked and angry. “Are you crazy—Ah!” Diwu Miaofu swung back pulling the rope. Han Yan subconsciously let go of her rope, wrapping her injured left arm around Diwu Miaofu’s neck, and said hatefully, “If you make a slight mistake, we’ll both fall to our deaths!”

“Dying hugging together, very beautiful, very beautiful!” Diwu Miaofu teased, exuding a dissolute air. Han Yan dug her nails into the skin of her neck. Diwu Miaofu screamed, and the speed of descent increased instantly. The wind howled in Han Yan’s ears. She closed her eyes involuntarily, feeling her heart pounding wildly.

She only heard Diwu Miaofu murmur in a low voice, “You smell so good.” Then landing steadily on the ground, she said, “We’ve reached the foot of the mountain. You’re grabbing me so hard it hurts.”

Han Yan was ashamed and indignant. Pushing her away abruptly, she leaped back two steps and said, “If it doesn’t hurt, you won’t learn your lesson!”

Diwu Miaofu pouted. “Alright then, you say I won’t learn my lesson, so I won’t learn my lesson!”

Han Yan was furious. “You…!”

Sect Leader Qing Lan landed on the ground with a disciple of shallow skill. Han Yan shut her mouth, stopped fighting with Diwu Miaofu, and ran to Sect Leader Qing Lan.

“Yan’er, take your Junior Sisters back to the town first.” Sect Leader Qing Lan said calmly. “I have something to discuss with this maiden in detail.”

Thinking it must be about accepting a disciple, Han Yan warned Diwu Miaofu with her eyes to behave, then led the disciples of the Cloud Appreciation Mountain Sect to mount their horses and rush towards the town.

A large group of people left. Diwu Miaofu felt anxious. She didn’t want to talk to Sect Leader Qing Lan in private, nor did she want to join anyone’s sect. Seeing Sect Leader Qing Lan looking at the retreating backs of the disciples, she said, “Sect Leader Qing Lan, it’s getting dark. Why don’t we also go back to the town to chat?”

After she finished speaking, she saw Sect Leader Qing Lan looking at her with obscure eyes. Her body tensed alertly. She heard Sect Leader Qing Lan say, “Maiden Diwu, this old body has some questions for you to answer.”

Diwu Miaofu said, “Speak.”

Sect Leader Qing Lan was silent for a long time. Diwu Miaofu waited with a trembling heart before she asked, “Are you from Jiangnan?”