P2
In the current era, people with great fortune were indeed extremely rare.
But Ling Long, as an ancient giant dragon that existed before the founding of the sect, had seen quite a few people with great fortune. For it, great fortune was rare, but not rare enough to make it appear.
“It’s coming up!” At this time, a cry of surprise suddenly came from a disciple below.
They saw a silver giant dragon swimming out of the misty clouds, flying out of the abyss amidst the surprised cries of the sect disciples.
It hovered in midair, swishing its fierce and beautiful tail. The surrounding clouds quietly changed into the shape of seven-colored auspicious clouds.
Ling Long blinked its clear and lively beast eyes, looking down at the sect disciples present from above.
Almost every disciple’s eyes carried a fervent look at this moment, staring at this spirit dragon.
Even those senior martial brothers and sisters who had already entered the sect for several years had a hint of expectation in their gazes.
It was said that those appreciated by Ling Long would receive endless blessings of fortune.
Having great fortune also meant that one’s future cultivation path would be smooth sailing, with fortuitous encounters one after another.
It was no wonder that everyone would have expectations at this time.
Ling Long lazily opened its mouth wide in midair, as if yawning.
A pair of golden beast pupils swept over the crowd of disciples present. Soon, its dazzling golden vertical pupils gazed in a certain direction.
“It seems to be looking in our direction.” Bai Ruoxi suddenly transmitted her voice.
There must be no mistake. The person it’s staring at is me… Feeling the huge pressure coming at him, Mu Zhi’an immediately made a judgment in his heart.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a crisp and pleasant voice in his mind, “Aaa?”
Mu Zhi’an was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and just happened to meet Ling Long’s beast eyes and the hint of brilliance rising in its pupils.
Is it talking to me…?
But what did it say just now?
“It’s coming towards us!” Wei Mengrou suddenly said in a low voice, subconsciously blocking the young master behind her.
The onlooking disciples obviously also noticed this scene, and their gazes all looked over.
“Where is Senior Ling Long going? I’ve been in the sect for several years and have never seen it. After appearing this time, it’s so excited?”
“Could it be that a disciple with great fortune attracted it…?”
“It’s the eldest miss of the Bai family in Tianxuan City, the number one person among peers in Tianxuan City this time.” Someone who was also an assessment disciple from Tianxuan City recognized Bai Ruoxi’s identity and suddenly spoke up.
The gazes of the sect disciples all fell on the white-dressed woman beside Mu Zhi’an. Their eyes were involuntarily attracted.
It had to be said that even in the Two Polarities Sect, it was difficult to find a beauty like Bai Ruoxi. Moreover, she was not simply a vase with good looks. Her strength also looked down on her peers.
“Is Senior Ling Long going for Miss Bai?”
“That’s right. After all, she is a person with great fortune, but it’s indeed a bit rare for even Senior Ling Long to be attracted…”
Seeing Ling Long slowly swimming towards Bai Ruoxi, Mu Zhi’an raised his head again, his gaze just happening to meet Ling Long’s.
In front of so many people, if Ling Long came over like this, it would probably spread among the disciples of the Two Polarities Sect tomorrow.
This was not what Mu Zhi’an wanted.
After all, he suspected that there was still a mark left by the Demon Realm Empress on his body. If he became the target of public criticism now, it would do more harm than good to him.
Mu Zhi’an raised his head to look at Ling Long and tried to communicate with it, “Senior Ling Long, can you go back first today? I’ll find a time to see you another day.”
Ling Long blinked its pure golden beast eyes, tilted its head, a big question mark seeming to pop up on its head, and there seemed to be a bit of loss in its eyes.
Being suddenly stopped and not allowed to approach, this spirit dragon seemed to be a bit disappointed for a moment.
The spirit dragon that had existed since the founding of the sect was probably at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years old now, but it was still so simple-minded… Mu Zhi’an couldn’t help but complain in his heart and transmitted his voice again,
“Believe me, I’m a man of my word.”
“Aaa?”
A strange voice that couldn’t be understood suddenly appeared in Mu Zhi’an’s mind. Rather than speaking, it sounded more like a beautiful song, as if asking if he meant what he said.
Mu Zhi’an nodded slightly, giving it a definite affirmative answer.
The loss in Ling Long’s eyes disappeared. It looked around at everyone, and finally, under the gazes of the crowd of disciples, it raised its four claws, dispersed the surrounding mist, swished its dragon tail, and returned to the bottomless cliff.
The sect disciples were all a bit dazed. Only after watching Ling Long quietly slip into the mist and a long time later did someone dazedly mutter,
“Senior Ling Long went back just like that…?”
“I thought it had taken a liking to Miss Bai… But now it seems that’s not the case?”
Everyone was a bit disappointed, but also inexplicably relieved.
What they hoped for was for Ling Long to choose them as the host of its blessing of fortune. If the person Ling Long chose today was not them, it would inevitably make people a bit jealous.
Now seeing the other party leave like this, although disappointed, it also made people feel more psychologically balanced.
“By the way, who is that cultivator beside Miss Bai?” Someone suddenly asked.
The gazes of these disciples all looked towards Bai Ruoxi. She was wearing a plain palace dress, the curves of her back enchanting. Just her back view gave people endless imagination. Her temperament was cold, giving people a feeling of being difficult to approach.
However, at this time, this peerless beauty who was difficult to approach allowed the cultivator beside her to hold her small hand, covering her mouth and chuckling from time to time. Whether it was her posture or smile, they were all extremely beautiful.
Of course, if Mu Zhi’an were to comment, he actually felt that the look of this cold and delicate beauty shyly biting her lower lip in bed was even more beautiful.
“He is the eldest young master of the Mu family, the benefactor who led us to pass the Boundless Sea Peak assessment this time.” Someone who knew Mu Zhi’an suddenly said from the crowd.
“Boundless Sea Peak’s assessment?”
As soon as these words came out, the topic of these newly entered disciples immediately shifted to the difficulty of the sect assessments of the major peaks.
For these assessment disciples, the freshness of just entering the sect had not passed. There were always various topics that couldn’t be finished talking about. They all tacitly shifted the topic from Bai Ruoxi to other topics.
It wasn’t that they didn’t care about Bai Ruoxi, but thinking that such a good cabbage had already been taken by someone, bringing up this matter again would only make people jealous and impotently angry, and there was no other benefit.
It was better to chat about something else to divert attention.
Mu Zhi’an didn’t know about the trivial matters that happened here. He took the opportunity when everyone was watching Ling Long to take the two to collect sect tokens, and then hurriedly left the Book Pavilion.
With what happened today, he temporarily had no mood to go to the Book Pavilion.
Moreover, although the sect disciples no longer discussed the matter of Ling Long, it didn’t mean they didn’t care.
After all, Ling Long’s actions before were full of doubtful points, and there would always be people who harbored suspicions.
For example, Yan Ruyu, who was currently in the high building of the Book Pavilion.
At this moment, Yan Ruyu was slightly narrowing her eyes, silently gazing at the back view of that small cultivator.
Everyone thought that Ling Long was attracted by a person with great fortune, but she clearly felt that the person Ling Long was looking at was not someone with great fortune, but… Mu Zhi’an.
There was indeed some secret hidden on this Mu Zhi’an’s body.
It seemed that Junior Sister Lan had indeed hidden something from her…
Yan Ruyu’s slender fingers like green onions stroked the rim of the blue and white porcelain teacup, silently saying in her heart.
…
When he returned to the courtyard with the two, Wei Mengrou suddenly said, “That Ling Long just now seemed to be coming for you?”
She was very close to Mu Zhi’an at that time, so she noticed at the first moment that Ling Long was clearly coming for Mu Zhi’an and was even staring at Mu Zhi’an the whole time.
“But why did it go back halfway at that time?” Bai Ruoxi’s beautiful brows slightly knitted, her eyes carrying a hint of puzzlement.
“There were many people and eyes at that time. I tried to communicate with it and let it go back first.” Mu Zhi’an said.
“So that’s how it is…”
Bai Ruoxi muttered to herself, then analyzed, “Your fortune is different from ordinary people. Since Senior Ling Long would be attracted by you, it should know what your fortune is.”
“Maybe you can take this opportunity to get the answer from it.”
Mu Zhi’an nodded.
He indeed wanted to know what his fortune was, but he couldn’t go find Ling Long now. This would attract the attention of other disciples.
Wait a couple of days until most people have forgotten about this matter before making plans.
After chatting with the two for a while, Bai Ruoxi took the sect token and returned to her room to meditate and cultivate.
I feel like Ruoxi is becoming more and more charming… Mu Zhi’an looked at Bai Ruoxi’s beautiful figure hidden in the palace dress, feeling a bit greedy.
But after all, it was daytime now, and he still had other things to do, so he temporarily suppressed it.
There’s no hurry. Wait until night to go assist her cultivation…
…
After returning to his room, Mu Zhi’an took out a paper crane from his storage ring.
When he was in Tianxuan City before, he couldn’t know who was impersonating Senior Sister to “tease” him.
But now in the Two Polarities Sect, it was different.
This answer would soon be revealed.
Mu Zhi’an unfolded the paper crane. After roughly scanning the content, he pondered for a moment, then replied on the back of the letter paper.
Then he folded the paper crane, threw it out the window, and turned to look at Wei Mengrou with a smile, “Sister Mengrou, let’s follow this paper crane and see where it flies to.”
“I’d like to know who dares to impersonate Senior Sister Lan to chat with me.”
He, this fish pond owner, worked so hard at multi-threaded operation, taking such a big risk to raise fish, but there was actually someone who wanted to keep him, the fish pond owner?
I want to see who has such big guts.
