Chapter 49: I Made You Worry
Her words, though spoken in a gentle and melodious tone, sent shivers down Chen Yin’s spine. He inwardly groaned, realizing he was in trouble.
…This wasn’t the attitude of someone simply inquiring about what had happened.
This was clearly a mother-in-law inspecting a potential son-in-law.
Chen Yin coughed lightly and said respectfully, “Sect Master Mu, please understand. Senior Sister Shen and I fell off the cliff and were seriously injured. We barely survived, even after consuming a large amount of medicinal pills.”
“One of us was at the Boundless Realm, the other at the Cloud Ascending Realm, and both were gravely wounded. How could we possibly kill so many patrolling disciples?”
Mu Susu’s beautiful eyes darted back and forth, scrutinizing Chen Yin, but she remained silent.
Chen Yin continued to explain, “Actually, the cultivator who killed the patrolling disciples was someone else. It was a masked man, his aura so powerful that I’ve only ever sensed it from my Master…”
“…And from Sect Master Mu.” He added, remembering to flatter her.
“Oh?”
Mu Susu raised an eyebrow. “You’re saying… that cultivator was at the Grand Clarity Realm?”
“If that’s true, how did you and Shen Shuanglian, two young ones, survive?”
“My Master happened to be passing by and saved us.” Chen Yin replied calmly.
Hearing this, Mu Susu’s eyes narrowed slightly, making Chen Yin’s heart skip a beat. He wondered if he had said something wrong.
“Heh, you dare lie to me, Mu Susu, right to my face?” she said coldly.
“Everything I said is true.”
“If it’s true that your Master saved you,” Mu Susu’s eyes narrowed further, her voice turning icy, “then where is she? Why isn’t she with you?”
Chen Yin’s expression remained unchanged, but he became more cautious.
…He wasn’t sure how many people knew about Master’s injuries.
To be safe, any Grand Clarity Realm cultivator could be a suspect.
So, he chose his words carefully. “My Master is a free spirit. After saving us, she left on her own.”
Mu Susu’s sneer deepened. “Do you really think I’m that easy to fool?”
“Your Master has returned to the mountain, so there’s no one to prove your innocence, is there?”
“Frost Moon Sword Immortal Shen Shuanglian can vouch for me.”
Chen Yin said calmly and respectfully, “If Sect Master Mu doesn’t believe me, then Frost Moon Sword Immortal’s reputation should be enough, right?”
“Hmph, why should I believe the words of a junior from the Mist Spirit Sect?”
Mu Susu’s words were filled with arrogance and disdain. An invisible pressure emanated from her, and Chen Yin felt an increasing weight on his shoulders, almost forcing him to his knees.
“If you don’t present me with satisfactory evidence, don’t blame me for taking you back to the Heavenly Net Sect for interrogation.” Her voice was cold and threatening.
Chen Yin sighed and said resignedly, “Then what kind of evidence does Sect Master Mu require?”
“You claim that your Master, Immortal Yu Ling, saved you.”
Mu Susu raised her hand gracefully, and a surge of energy locked onto Chen Yin, seemingly trying to seal his spiritual sea. “Very well. I’ll take you to Mount Yu and confront your Master face to face.”
“If what you said is true, then nothing will happen. But if you dare lie to me, I’ll hold your Master accountable.”
Hearing this, Chen Yin’s expression changed, becoming serious.
“Sect Master Mu,” his voice suddenly turned cold.
“I’ve been respectful and explained everything to you because I respect you as a senior in the cultivation world.”
“But it seems that in your eyes, Sect Master Mu, Mount Yu is a place you can come and go as you please, accusing us whenever you want?” His voice was firm and unwavering.
The next moment, the Heavenly Net Sect disciples surrounding him drew their swords, their killing intent palpable.
“Insolent! How dare you speak to the Vice Sect Master with such disrespect?!”
Chen Yin ignored them and continued to look at Mu Susu with clear eyes.
Mu Susu’s gaze also turned icy, radiating an immense pressure that would have made ordinary cultivators crumble to their knees.
“You… repeat that.”
Chen Yin said calmly, “I said, Mount Yu is not a marketplace.”
“If Sect Master Mu insists on barging in, then be prepared to face the consequences.”
His words almost provoked the Heavenly Net Sect disciples to attack.
“Stop!”
Mu Susu raised her hand, stopping her disciples. But a mysterious glint appeared in her eyes as she asked pointedly:
“Are you really unwilling to take me to your Master and prove your innocence?”
“Yes.” Chen Yin replied firmly.
Suddenly, an overwhelming killing intent enveloped him. Mu Susu narrowed her eyes and extended a finger, as if she was choking Chen Yin from afar.
“So afraid to face your Master, it seems you’re ready to confess your guilt?”
“If the esteemed Vice Sect Master of the Heavenly Net Sect truly believes that an injured Cloud Ascending Realm cultivator could kill so many disciples from three different sects…”
Chen Yin shrugged nonchalantly. “Then I have nothing to say.”
The killing intent in Mu Susu’s eyes intensified.
The atmosphere was as tense as a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.
Chen Yin felt an immense pressure on his shoulders, as if a mountain was about to crush him.
But he stood his ground, unwavering.
The air remained thick with tension for a long time. Then, Chen Yin suddenly felt the pressure lighten, and the killing intent dissipated.
A melodious laughter, like the rustling of bamboo leaves, rang out before him.
“Well, well. That Yu Ling, she’s taken on a rather interesting disciple.”
Mu Susu’s face was now adorned with an appreciative smile, as if the icy killing intent from moments ago belonged to a different person.
“You’d rather die than reveal your Master’s whereabouts? You’re quite loyal.”
“But it seems… she’s truly injured this time.” She said casually.
Chen Yin’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“What do you mean, Sect Master Mu?”
“Hehe, don’t be so sensitive. These are matters beyond your current level of understanding.”
Mu Susu said with a smile, “And don’t worry about your Master.”
“That old woman might be unreliable, but she’s tougher than a cockroach. She won’t die so easily.”
Chen Yin’s curiosity was piqued.
It seemed that Mu Susu was close to Master and knew something about her injuries.
But she wasn’t planning on telling him.
Mu Susu beckoned him with a finger.
Chen Yin obediently approached her.
“Hmm… not a bad-looking face.”
She examined his features carefully, like she was appraising a valuable treasure, then nodded with satisfaction.
“Alright, you pass.”
“We know there’s more to this incident than meets the eye. We won’t make things difficult for you, young man.”
She said with a playful smile, “Otherwise, a certain little girl will throw a tantrum.”
A disgruntled voice came from the palanquin behind her:
“Mother!”
“Haha, alright, alright, Mother will stop talking.”
Mu Susu’s eyes crinkled with amusement. “Go find your lover. Don’t keep our girl waiting too long.”
Before Chen Yin could react, a flash of red darted out from the palanquin. Luo Qiaoqiao grabbed his hand and dragged him away, running as if they were escaping.
She didn’t stop until they were far away from the Heavenly Net Sect disciples.
“Uh, Sister Qiaoqiao, this is…”
Before Chen Yin could finish his sentence, a soft touch landed on his lips.
Intense, like a hundred flowers blooming at once, her kiss poured all her tenderness and longing into his heart.
After a long while, Luo Qiaoqiao reluctantly parted her lips, her flushed face filled with indescribable joy and reproach.
“Bad boy. Do you know how worried I was about you?”
Chen Yin could only scratch his head awkwardly and return her kiss, a gesture of reassurance.
“…I’m sorry.”
“I made you worry.”
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