Chapter 137: Pure Intentions
“You, you—”
The woman in white stood up abruptly, her voice trembling. “How did you get here?!”
She hadn’t even noticed how he had appeared!
“I came back to talk to the innkeeper, and I happened to overhear your conversation.”
Lin Tianlu stroked his chin, a faint smile on his face. “It seems you’re planning to act against us?”
“…No.”
Sensing the unspoken pressure, the woman in white’s face paled.
“The Azure Lady of Mount Wen has already warned me. I won’t have any ill intentions towards you, Sir.”
“Then what were you planning to do to my companion?”
“I-I just wanted to take her away, to Cihang Manor.”
The woman in white’s heart trembled as she saw Lin Tianlu approaching, and she instinctively took a few steps back. “She possesses extraordinary Yin energy and excellent potential, yet she hasn’t cultivated much. She’s clearly a rare talent.
As long as… she severs her emotional attachments and focuses on cultivation, she will achieve great things in the future.”
After taking a few deep breaths, the panic on her face subsided, replaced by a stubborn look.
“I have no intention of harming her.”
“Oh?”
Lin Tianlu raised an eyebrow, surprised. “So you’re quite kind-hearted, Miss.”
The woman in white gritted her teeth and forced a smile. “To have captured the Azure Lady’s attention, I’m even more curious about your identity, Sir.”
“Just an ordinary scholar.”
Lin Tianlu smiled and walked up to her, placing his hand on her shoulder.
In an instant, the Yin techniques she had secretly prepared were shattered!
The woman in white stared at him in shock, her face pale.
“There’s no need for those little tricks. They’re pointless.”
“You—”
The woman in white looked up at him, her pupils constricted, a hint of fear in her eyes.
“Don’t touch me!”
She raised her hand to strike back.
But with a crack, her wrist snapped.
The sudden pain made her face contort, and she almost screamed.
“There’s no need to be so aggressive, Miss. I’m just curious why your Cihang Manor hates men so much.”
Lin Tianlu chuckled. “After all, this is our first meeting. I haven’t done anything rude to you.”
“…Many of us in Cihang were harmed by men in our past lives. Is it so wrong to hate them?”
The woman in white’s lips trembled, her expression flickering.
Finally, she let out a frustrated sigh and said coldly, “I have to admit, I’m no match for you. Now that I’m at your mercy, you can do whatever you want with me.”
Lin Tianlu’s expression turned strange.
Her words sounded… suggestive.
“I have no interest in ‘doing anything’ to you, Miss.”
He sighed helplessly. “I’m a scholar who dislikes violence, and you haven’t committed any atrocities. But you did have ill intentions, so I’ll give you a small warning.”
He patted her shoulder lightly.
“Live a peaceful life, Miss, and don’t have any more inappropriate thoughts.”
“I—Ugh?!”
The woman in white felt a sharp pain in her chest. She looked down in shock to see a chain piercing through her heart, as if something was being forcefully pulled out, leaving a void within her.
“Just a precaution, Miss. Be careful not to commit any more evil deeds in the future.”
Lin Tianlu smiled with satisfaction. “I know what you’re thinking. Instead of harboring resentment towards me, you should go back and rest with your companions.”
The woman in white’s face paled even further.
“I-I… understand…”
“It’s good to be modest and reserved, Miss, but don’t threaten innocent men.”
“I-I understand…”
“You possess great power, Miss. It’s good to be confident, but don’t be arrogant and reckless.”
“O-okay.”
“And when you encounter women who disagree with your views, there’s no need to resort to insults. Remember to cultivate your mind and character.”
“…Mm.”
…
After giving her a lengthy lecture, Lin Tianlu nodded with satisfaction.
“It’s getting late, Miss. You should go back now. I won’t bother you any longer.”
The woman in white, her mind still reeling, quickly sat up straight and nodded. “Understood!”
Lin Tianlu chuckled helplessly. “Your words don’t match your thoughts, Miss. Are you still harboring resentment in your heart?”
“N-no, not at all!”
The woman in white trembled.
“Farewell then, Miss. Perhaps we’ll meet again someday.” Lin Tianlu bowed slightly.
“…”
After watching them leave, the woman in white collapsed to the floor, her legs weak, and sighed. “Why did I have to go down this path today…”
She was filled with regret.
Regret for encountering Lin Tianlu, this monstrous man, and regret for having those wicked thoughts.
“Young Mistress, Young Mistress?!”
Several voices called out in alarm. She looked up to see her companions rushing towards her.
“What happened?!”
“Why is Young Mistress—”
“Nothing happened.”
The woman in white quickly waved her hand, her face flushed with embarrassment.
She couldn’t tell them that she had been lectured like a child and had almost lost her life.
“H-help me up.”
“Young Mistress, are you… injured?”
“—No.”
The woman in white bit her lip, her voice barely a whisper. “My legs are just weak. I can’t stand up.”
…
The next day at noon…
As the Path of the Netherworld ritual approached, the streets of the town were deserted, even under the bright sunshine, creating a bleak and desolate atmosphere.
Lin Tianlu and Mao Ruoyu walked side by side along the riverbank.
Although the streets were empty, the scenery was still beautiful. The autumn air was crisp and refreshing, and golden leaves drifted on the river, creating a serene ambiance.
Mao Ruoyu was wearing a light white robe, her figure graceful and elegant, yet her mature charm was still evident. Her curves were accentuated by the fabric, her eyes filled with affection and allure.
She caught a falling leaf and sighed softly.
“It’s such a beautiful scene. I wish Miss Cheng and the others could be here to enjoy it with us.”
“You’re still thinking about them, Madam?”
Lin Tianlu brushed a leaf off her shoulder, his fingers gliding through her hair, as smooth as silk.
Mao Ruoyu smiled softly. “Although Miss Cheng can be a bit aggressive, she’s kind and considerate at heart. How could I not care about her?
Besides, Sir, you and I… have done that shameful deed. Perhaps I consider her a sister now?”
Lin Tianlu chuckled wryly. “That was my fault. I was too—”
“Shh.”
Mao Ruoyu placed her finger on his lips, her voice gentle. “It’s normal for a man to have multiple wives and concubines, Sir. There’s no need to blame yourself.
When I gave myself to you, I had already made up my mind to serve you well and to get along with Miss Cheng, to create a harmonious and loving household.”
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