Chapter 102: Your Sister and Ex-Fiancée Are Both Amazing!
As Mu Zhi’an left the room and headed towards the courtyard, he noticed Wei Mengrou standing in the shadows, her aura concealed. She had also heard Ling Long’s cry this morning and was staring towards the cliff, lost in thought.
“What are you thinking about, Mengrou?” he asked, approaching her.
She snapped out of her thoughts, glancing at him, her voice laced with a hint of mockery. “You seem… energetic…”
She was referring to his activities with Bai Ruoxi last night.
He was immune to her taunts, even enjoying her judgmental gaze. “I could be even more energetic…” he chuckled, his gaze meeting hers.
“Even with… one more person…”
She scoffed. “If the Ye sisters or Senior Sister Lan come looking for you tonight, I won’t stop them. Don’t blame me for the consequences.”
If they came knocking and she pretended to be unaware, it would be a disaster.
He was working hard every night, helping Bai Ruoxi with her cultivation, being a good Samaritan. It would be awkward if he was caught in the act.
“No one would come looking for me at night,” he said, smiling dismissively.
But he made a mental note of the possibility. This wasn’t the Mu Manor. He hadn’t set up any formations here. If someone entered and Wei Mengrou didn’t stop them…
And if they heard certain sounds coming from Bai Ruoxi’s room…
He shivered at the thought.
It seemed he needed to learn some formations. At least enough to detect intruders.
Being a time management master wasn’t easy. He sighed inwardly, then changed the subject. “That was Ling Long calling, right? Want to go see what’s happening?”
She hesitated, then nodded. “Alright.”
They left the courtyard, her aura still concealed, her figure blending into the shadows as she followed him.
They stepped out of the palace, and a breathtaking view unfolded before them. Towering peaks, shrouded in mist, white cranes soaring through the sky. They were Eight Treasures Cranes, named for their nutritious properties. In other words, they were edible treasures.
Of course, no one in the Two Polarities Sect would dare to hunt them. They were raised by the peak lord of Boundless Sea Peak, as gifts for his master and rewards for exceptional disciples. Stealing the peak lord’s cranes, the consequences would be severe.
The peaks were connected by golden bridges, formed from special talismans, suspended in the air. And on the bridge outside their palace, numerous disciples were gathered, gazing towards the cliff, searching for Ling Long. Some were even tempted to jump, hoping to encounter a miracle and gain the dragon’s favor.
Of course, temptation didn’t mean action. If they jumped and Ling Long realized they were seeking personal gain and refused to bring them back, they would die. No one wanted to take that risk.
“There are so many people… It’ll be difficult to approach Ling Long…” Mu Zhi’an frowned, looking at the crowd.
He wondered why the dragon had cried out last night. He had planned to wait until the disciples had forgotten about the incident, then he would visit Ling Long and ask about his pink destiny. But now, with so many eyes watching, he didn’t want to become the center of attention. He had to come up with a plan. He scanned the crowd, his gaze landing on a figure in black robes.
He recognized him instantly. It was Ye Yu, the Chosen One.
Perhaps he will be chosen by Ling Long, he thought to himself. Ye Yu might be foolish at times, but his destiny was undeniably strong. And with the old man’s guidance, he might indeed receive some blessing from the dragon.
As he thought this, Ye Yu seemed to sense his gaze, turning to look at him. He scanned Mu Zhi’an’s surroundings, confirming that he wasn’t accompanied by any female disciples, and he chuckled, approaching him, his voice laced with mockery. “It seems yesterday’s events were troublesome for you, Young Master Mu?”
He wants Ye Qian, but he won’t give up on Ye Lingxuan, and he even wants to keep Bai Ruoxi. He deserves this.
Mu Zhi’an, understanding the sarcasm in his words, sighed. “It was indeed troublesome. Appeasing both Qian’er and Lingxuan, it wasn’t easy…”
He probably doesn’t know that Lingxuan is already disillusioned with him. Ye Yu chuckled inwardly, his expression unchanged. “You should focus on one, Young Master Mu. Otherwise, everyone will abandon you. Even Miss Bai…”
Bai Ruoxi, with her pride and beauty, wouldn’t tolerate a two-timing man. If he told her about Mu Zhi’an’s visit to Ye Qian last night… A plan began to form in his mind.
He noticed a slight fluctuation in Mu Zhi’an’s aura, and he chuckled. “It seems you didn’t sleep well last night…”
He would be unable to sleep as well if he had experienced what Mu Zhi’an had.
Mu Zhi’an smiled, unfazed. “I had to cultivate with Ruoxi…”
Ye Yu’s smile faltered, his gaze sharpening.
He quickly regained his composure, his voice calm. “Whether you cultivated with Miss Bai or not, it’s irrelevant. She has nothing to do with me anymore.”
Mu Zhi’an nodded, smiling. “You’re right.”
He wasn’t interested in sharing details about Bai Ruoxi’s attributes. Let Ye Yu delude himself, believing he had won. It was amusing.
He looked away, heading towards the bridge. He decided to explore the area, searching for a secluded spot where he could communicate with Ling Long.
As he turned to leave, he paused, glancing back at Ye Yu, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Qian’er’s rouge, it smells nice…”
Ye Yu simply smiled, unfazed.
Mu Zhi’an thought he had everything under control. If he hadn’t visited Ye Lingxuan last night, he might have won. His naive cousin had been completely bewitched by his sweet words. But if Lingxuan knew, it would be a different story.
He watched as Mu Zhi’an walked away, chuckling inwardly, then he noticed something. Mu Zhi’an retrieved a porcelain bottle from his storage ring. And on the bottle, he saw a Ye engraved on the surface.
It was a Ye family bottle! Fifth-grade pills, Spirit Replenishing Pills?! How did he get those?!
The Ye family didn’t have any fifth-grade pills. Even he didn’t have any. Yet Mu Zhi’an had just casually retrieved one and consumed it. And the bottle, it clearly bore the Ye family’s mark!
He had received them from someone in the Ye family. Qian’er wouldn’t have such valuable pills. But who else could give him such a rare gift…?
The answer was obvious. The only one who could casually give away such valuable pills, it was Ye Lingxuan, with her mysterious background.
His smile vanished, his gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an’s retreating figure, his mind screaming:
She gave him those pills?!
Impossible! She wouldn’t give him such a valuable gift after knowing about his two-timing behavior!
Unless…
Perhaps she hadn’t given them to him last night. Perhaps she had given them to him earlier, and he was only using them now.
He felt a flicker of relief.
His gaze shifted, landing on a figure in a purple dress, walking towards them, her smile elegant and captivating, her skirt swirling gracefully.
The other disciples couldn’t help but stare. A beauty like Ye Lingxuan was rare, even in the Two Polarities Sect. Even though they were all focused on Ling Long, they couldn’t resist glancing at her.
He looked up, about to speak, but her gaze was fixed on Mu Zhi’an, her voice clear and sweet.
“Brother Mu.”
And then, to his astonishment, she hurried after him.
