Category: It turns out, they are the protagonists

Chapter 77: Cling to Senior Sister’s Thigh!

Mu Zhi’an opened the paper crane, noticing Bai Ruoxi’s intense gaze, and chuckled inwardly.

He knew Lan Mulian wouldn’t write anything compromising. That was why he had agreed to read it with Bai Ruoxi.

If Wei Mengrou had sensed Bai Ruoxi’s demonic aura, Lan Mulian definitely had as well.

And she hadn’t sent him any messages in the past few days, seemingly upset with him. Was it truly a coincidence that she had chosen to contact him today?

He suspected the letter was about Bai Ruoxi.

He unfolded the paper, revealing a single sentence: Meet me at the Rising Phoenix Inn at noon today. I have some questions for you regarding Bai Ruoxi.

As expected.

He pondered for a moment, then said, “It seems Senior Sister is indeed suspicious.”

Bai Ruoxi’s expression turned worried. “What should we do?”

She hadn’t expected reaching Core Formation to bring such trouble.

“It’s not entirely a bad thing,” he said.

“At least her tone isn’t hostile. That’s a good sign.”

“And you were bound to reach Core Formation eventually. It’s better that it happened in Tianxuan City. What do you think would have happened if it had occurred at the Two Polarities Sect?”

His words eased her anxiety.

He was right. It was fortunate that this had happened in Tianxuan City. If it had occurred at the sect, the consequences would have been far more severe.

He put away the letter, then studied her, his brow furrowing slightly. “I don’t sense any demonic aura from you now. Does it only leak out during a tribulation?”

She shook her head. “I was careless. I didn’t suppress my spiritual energy properly. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have happened.”

She hadn’t even known she possessed demonic aura. While Bai Yuanfeng was a Three-Tailed Fox, she hadn’t passed on any of her demonic traits to her daughter, or so they had thought.

No one had expected this to happen after the tribulation.

He pondered for a moment. “So you can completely conceal it, if you want to?”

She nodded. “As long as I don’t use it, it won’t leak out.”

The demonic aura had leaked out at the city gates because she had overexerted herself, using the bronze sword repeatedly. When her spiritual energy was depleted, the sword had drawn upon the demonic aura within her vessel.

“Are you going to see Senior Sister?” she asked.

He nodded. “I have to.”

“If I can understand her intentions, we won’t have to worry about anyone in Tianxuan City reporting us,” he explained.

She frowned. “If even the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce and the Gongsun family wouldn’t dare, who else would?”

“No family in Tianxuan City would do such a thing.”

He paused, then smiled. “But individuals, especially foolish ones, they’re capable of anything.”

She tilted her head, her eyes filled with confusion. “Who are you talking about? Gongsun Cheng?”

“He’s only at Foundation Establishment. He wouldn’t have sensed that faint trace of demonic aura.” He shook his head.

She pondered for a moment, then her eyes widened as a realization dawned on her. “Ye Yu?”

Ye Yu was also at Foundation Establishment, but the old man in his body, his current strength was unknown.

But at Dragon Head Forest, when he had possessed Ye Yu, he had been at Core Formation.

If it was Ye Yu, he might have sensed it.

And if he reported it to Lan Mulian…

She clutched her dress, her heart sinking.

If it was just her, it wouldn’t be so bad. But to implicate the Bai family and Mu Zhi’an…

He looked down at her, her beauty as captivating as ever, her white dress accentuating her delicate figure, her aura a mixture of aloofness and vulnerability.

He covered her hand with his, and she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope.

“Don’t worry about it. Focus on your cultivation,” he said, his voice reassuring.

“I’ll handle everything.”

…

At the Rising Phoenix Inn, Mu Zhi’an arrived at Lan Mulian’s room, as promised.

She wore a moon-white dress that suited her personality, her long hair held in place by a white ribbon, a single strand framing her beautiful face.

She was cold and elegant, her beauty breathtaking.

“You’re on time. It seems Miss Bai is important to you,” she said, a faint smile playing on her lips.

“I always prefer to arrive early. I don’t like waiting, and I don’t like making others wait,” he replied, smoothly deflecting her observation.

She nodded, inviting him to sit down. “Do you know why I asked you here?”

He nodded. “You mentioned it in your letter.”

She stared at him intently. “Bai Ruoxi, she’s a demonic cultivator, isn’t she?”

“There’s no need to lie to me. I can confirm it with the Aura Sight Technique.”

So she noticed. As expected of Lan Mulian. He hesitated, then nodded, but then shook his head.

“She’s the child of a human cultivator and a demonic cultivator, but aside from a trace of demonic aura, she has no connection to the Demon Realm,” he said, revealing the truth.

He had carefully considered his options and decided against lying to her.

As she had said, if she was suspicious, she could simply use the Aura Sight Technique to confirm Bai Ruoxi’s identity. There was no need to summon him.

This was a test, both for him and for Bai Ruoxi.

If he lied, she would be disappointed.

And it might not even work.

She rarely used the Aura Sight Technique, but he couldn’t be sure she hadn’t used it on him before this meeting, to detect any lies.

She remained silent, and he continued, “What do you intend to do?”

“According to the Two Polarities Sect’s rules, anyone who colludes with demonic cultivators will be severely punished.”

She pondered for a moment, then said, her voice soft, “But since she’s not even a half-demon. I’ll let it slide.”

“Rules are rigid, but people are flexible. That’s what my master taught me.”

Her words spoke volumes.

She might not have the authority to make such a decision.

But if it came from the Jade Empress herself, it was as good as law.

“You’re not going to pursue it?” he asked, seeking confirmation.

She looked at him, her gaze intense. “I can overlook it for now, but if she ever harms anyone. I’ll personally eliminate her.”

She’s just trying to hide her embarrassment. Senior Sister is a bit tsundere. He nodded, then asked, “Will her demonic aura leak out every time she faces a tribulation?”

She shook her head. “Theoretically, as long as it’s concealed within her vessel and not used, it won’t be detected.”

“Perhaps she didn’t even know she possessed demonic aura until today.”

“You’re very perceptive, Senior Sister,” he said, his admiration evident.

As I suspected, she’s cold on the outside, but warm on the inside. And she deduced the truth so quickly. Such an intelligent woman, if I could marry her, it would be a blessing. He sighed inwardly.

“The entrance exams are approaching. Don’t forget to cultivate amidst your recreational activities,” she reminded him.

He nodded obediently. “I’ll heed your advice, Senior Sister. Once I join the sect, I’ll be at your service.”

He seized the opportunity to cling to her thigh… metaphorically.

She raised an eyebrow. “I don’t need your service.”

“May I bring you some osmanthus cake tomorrow?” he asked tentatively.

She didn’t agree, but she didn’t refuse either. She simply took a sip of tea.

He understood. “I have some matters to attend to. I’ll visit you again tomorrow.”

…

He didn’t return to the Mu Manor after leaving the inn. He sent a spy to the Gongsun family, while he himself headed towards the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce.

He waited in the main hall, then was greeted by Master Huang, dressed in his usual luxurious attire.

Master Huang sat down, brewed some tea, then poured a cup for Mu Zhi’an, smiling. “What brings you to the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce at this hour, Nephew Mu?”

Mu Zhi’an took a sip of tea, then spoke, his voice cryptic. “You’re an intelligent man, Uncle Huang. You should know why I’m here.”

It sounded like a veiled threat, but for someone as clever as Master Huang, it would only confuse him further.

Master Huang’s hand, holding the teacup, froze, and he stared at Mu Zhi’an, his mind racing.

After a moment of silence, he chuckled. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about, Nephew Mu.”

Mu Zhi’an smiled, retrieving a paper crane.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, Uncle Huang. But you should recognize the owner of this crane.”

Master Huang’s gaze fixed on the crane.

The spiritual energy emanating from it… it was Lan Mulian’s.

So he really is involved with her. Master Huang’s eyes narrowed, then he laughed heartily. “As I said before, Nephew Mu, the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce only cares about profits. You needn’t worry about us.”

“I know nothing, and I’ll do nothing,” he assured him.

As expected, a businessman only cared about his own interests.

They couldn’t have missed the tribulation this morning. He knew everything, but he was choosing to play dumb.

“Actually, Uncle Huang, I have a favor to ask. I hope you can assist me.”

He noticed Master Huang’s lack of interest and continued, “Miss Huang and I are quite close. Once we join the Two Polarities Sect, we can look after each other.”

Master Huang’s eyes narrowed, then he smiled. “Ask away, Nephew Mu. Considering your relationship with my daughter, I’ll do everything in my power to help.”

Mu Zhi’an was involved with the examiner. He only had one daughter. If he could make Mu Zhi’an owe him a favor, ensuring his daughter’s safety within the sect, it was a worthwhile investment.

“You’re a smart man, Uncle Huang. And so is Uncle Gongsun.”

Mu Zhi’an sighed. “But some people… they might not be so wise.”

“If anyone tries to harm Ruoxi. I hope you can help us… prove our innocence.”

Master Huang bowed. “Considering our relationship, Nephew Mu, it’s a small matter.”

They chatted for a while longer, then Mu Zhi’an stood up to leave.

“Are you going to visit the Gongsun family next, Nephew Mu?” Master Huang asked, escorting him to the door.

“There’s no need. I’ve already sent someone to take care of things. They’re intelligent people. They know what to do,” Mu Zhi’an replied with a smile.

Everything was in order.

If any clowns tried to stir up trouble, they would only be entertaining him.

 

Chapter 76: Bai Ruoxi – The Gradually Yandere Version p2

…

He entered Bai Ruoxi’s room with her, pouring her a cup of tea.

“You’ve worked hard today, Ruoxi,” he said, his voice gentle.

She seemed distracted, accepting the tea with a faint smile. “It was nothing. Reaching Core Formation means facing a tribulation. I was prepared.”

He looked at her, holding the teacup, her lips lightly touching the rim, then asked, “That chain you used… is that your Core Formation ability?”

She nodded, then raised her hand, summoning a golden chain.

It slithered towards him, wrapping around his wrists, then his ankles, binding him completely.

He struggled, but it was unyielding. And he felt a strange sensation.

He could sense her heartbeat.

She was staring at him, her expression unreadable. “What is this?” he asked.

“I call it the Heart-Binding Lock.” She stood up, approaching him, then knelt down, placing his hand on her chest.

“Can you feel my heartbeat, Mu Lang?”

With her ample bosom, how could he not? He smiled, nodding. “I can feel it. Our hearts are connected.”

She gazed at him, a slow smile spreading across her lips. “Those bound by the Heart-Binding Lock. I can sense their lies. You just lied, Mu Lang.”

It’s a lie detector, and a terrifying one. He studied her, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

She had always been a cold, aloof young mistress, only revealing her vulnerability to him.

But now, she seemed to be slipping away from him.

“In combat, it can bind opponents. The duration depends on their strength.” She raised her hand, and the chain vanished.

He stretched, his limbs free again, and smiled. “Congratulations on reaching Core Formation.”

She smiled back, blushing slightly. “You helped me get here.”

Without his assistance, she wouldn’t have reached this level so quickly.

He pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her waist.

She squirmed playfully, pretending to resist.

But he caught her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers.

She melted against him, her resistance fading.

“It seems Core Formation cultivators are no match for Foundation Establishment cultivators,” he teased, his voice a low murmur in her ear.

She blushed, glaring at him playfully. “If I was serious, I could easily break free.”

“Then why aren’t you serious?” he countered.

His warm breath tickled her ear, making her blush even deeper. She leaned her head against his chest, enjoying his warmth, her resistance forgotten.

“You seem distracted. Are you hiding something from me?” he asked suddenly.

She shook her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Mu Lang—”

He lifted her onto the table behind her, his hand pinning her wrist down. He removed her shoes, then gently tickled her foot.

Even through her thin socks, she shivered, her foot clearly a weak point.

“Mu Lang, what are you doing?” she asked, her eyes wide, a mixture of shyness and confusion in her voice.

“Lying isn’t something a good girl should do. You have one more chance to answer truthfully,” he said, looking down at her.

“Did something happen during your tribulation?”

He noticed?

She bit her lip, refusing to speak.

He sighed. “Since you won’t tell me, I’ll have to punish you”

She closed her eyes, bracing herself.

But after a while, nothing happened. She opened her eyes to find him staring at her, his expression unreadable.

He sighed. “Don’t you trust me, Ruoxi?”

She whispered, “What do you mean?”

“Was there an incident during your tribulation?”

She hesitated, then nodded slowly.

“When it ended, I sensed demonic aura within me. It was just a faint trace, so I didn’t think much of it.”

So she does have demonic aura. It’s not surprising, considering she’s Bai Yuanfeng’s daughter… “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, his brow furrowing.

She lowered her eyes, her voice soft. “I was afraid… you would reject me”

It wasn’t an unfounded fear. There had been countless cases of cultivators breaking off engagements after discovering their partners were demonic cultivators.

Human cultivators and demonic cultivators were sworn enemies. Even though she wasn’t truly a demonic cultivator, she still possessed demonic blood.

She hadn’t shown any signs of her demonic heritage before, but after the tribulation, her Three-Tailed Fox bloodline seemed to be awakening.

It was a bad omen.

An ordinary cultivator, hearing her confession, might hesitate.

But Mu Zhi’an was simply a dedicated pervert.

“I told you, if you were a fox girl” He coughed. “I mean if you had fox ears it would be even better.”

These people didn’t understand the allure of fox girls. How could any man resist such a bonus? It would increase his attack speed, just like the anklet on her delicate foot.

“But…” he continued, his voice turning serious. “Mengrou sensed that demonic aura.”

“And it’s likely that other Core Formation cultivators present also sensed it.”

She stared at him, her eyes wide with fear.

“The Gongsun family might already be investigating you.”

Seeing her anxiety, he added, “But don’t worry. Let them investigate.”

She remained silent for a while, then asked, “Do you have a plan?”

He kissed her cheek, his voice reassuring. “The entrance exams are approaching. They won’t dare to expose you without concrete proof.”

The Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce only cared about profits. They wouldn’t risk jeopardizing their business for something like this.

And the Gongsun family. Gongsun Xiong was still recovering from his injuries. He wouldn’t dare make a move now.

If they accused her, and she was proven innocent, they would face the combined wrath of the Mu and Bai families.

It was a risk Gongsun Xiong couldn’t afford.

So the Gongsun family and the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce weren’t a problem.

“The real problem isn’t them. It’s Senior Sister,” he continued.

The Two Polarities Sect and the Demon Realm were sworn enemies. Lan Mulian, as the Jade Empress’s disciple, her attitude towards demonic cultivators… it was crucial.

If she suspected Bai Ruoxi, it would be a disaster.

“I’ll visit the Rising Phoenix Inn later and test the waters,” he said.

She whispered, “I’m sorry. I’ve caused you so much trouble.”

He looked at her, his gaze meeting hers. “There’s no need for apologies between us, Ruoxi.”

Her eyes filled with tears, and she whispered, “You’re so kind, Mu Lang.”

He pulled her close, his voice filled with affection. “You’re my most beloved, Ruoxi. Why did you summon the Heart-Binding Lock? Do you think I would lie to you?”

He had sensed her summoning it. He covered her hand with his. “It’s fine to use it occasionally, for fun, but our feelings shouldn’t be measured by such a thing, Ruoxi.”

“Are you afraid of revealing something, Mu Lang?” she asked, her voice soft and dangerous.

He sighed, taking her hand, placing it on his chest. “I know you feel insecure, Ruoxi. But… you should trust me.”

“Instead of relying on that, use your hand to confirm my feelings.”

She blushed, lowering her head, and put away the Heart-Binding Lock.

That thing was too dangerous. If I ever mess up, it’ll be because of that. He sighed inwardly, relieved.

A paper crane flew past the window, its trajectory leading straight towards them. It entered the room, landing on Bai Ruoxi’s chest.

It was from Lan Mulian.

She looked down at it, her brow furrowing. “It has Senior Sister’s spiritual energy.”

He took it, his expression calm. “I’ll read it later.”

She stared at him, silent and expectant.

She wants to know what Senior Sister writes to me. He hesitated, then smiled.

“Alright. Let’s read it together.”

Chapter 76: Bai Ruoxi: The Budding Yandere p1

Lan Mulian, standing atop her cloud, watched Mu Zhi’an and Bai Ruoxi depart.

A Core Formation cultivator at less than twenty years old. The Bai family’s young mistress, her future was limitless.

Once she joined the Two Polarities Sect, she would surely be sought after by numerous peak masters.

She was a true genius.

She would undoubtedly be the top candidate in this year’s entrance exams.

Lan Mulian turned to leave, but then she sensed a faint wisp of pink smoke in the air, dissipating almost instantly.

If one wasn’t paying attention, it would be easy to miss.

Demonic aura?

She scanned the crowd, her eyes narrowed, but she couldn’t pinpoint the source.

She summoned a talisman, flinging it into the air. It burst into flames, turning to ash, and her eyes glowed with a strange golden light.

It was the Aura Sight Technique, a secret art of the Two Polarities Sect.

All living beings possessed an aura: cultivators had spiritual energy, ordinary people had destiny, demonic cultivators had demonic aura, and even emotions had their own unique energy.

The Aura Sight Technique revealed them all.

She surveyed the crowd, but all she saw were faint white auras emanating from the cultivators.

There were no demonic cultivators present.

But that wisp of demonic aura, it couldn’t have been a figment of her imagination.

This is strange… If a demonic cultivator was hiding among them, she would have detected them immediately.

But there was no trace.

The only possibility was… the demonic cultivator had just left.

And the only ones who had just left were.

She glanced towards Mu Zhi’an and Bai Ruoxi, her eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

Ye Yu also watched them depart, his gaze fixed on Bai Ruoxi’s graceful figure.

A slow smile spread across his lips.

…

News of the Core Formation Heavenly Tribulation spread like wildfire among the cultivators that afternoon.

Such a dramatic event, witnessed by so many people… it was bound to generate discussion.

It had been so long since a cultivator in Tianxuan City had reached Core Formation.

And the power of that tribulation… it surpassed most Core Formation cultivators.

Typically, even three bolts of lightning were difficult to withstand, as the tribulation’s power was determined by the cultivator’s level, and it was always stronger.

Yet Bai Ruoxi had not only survived, but she had emerged unscathed.

It was remarkable.

“That Bai family young mistress is truly impressive. Not only is her cultivation progress rapid, but she even overcame her tribulation with ease.”

At the Rising Phoenix Inn, Lan Mulian welcomed her sister back to her room. Feiying, her chin resting on her hand, looked at Lan Mulian, who was standing by the window.

“I heard countless people discussing it as I entered the inn.”

Lan Mulian glanced down at the book in her hand, her voice soft. “Her progress is astonishingly fast.”

“So she’ll be the first to join the Two Polarities Sect, right?” Feiying asked.

“Most likely.” Lan Mulian nodded, but her brow furrowed slightly.

After the tribulation, she had sensed a faint trace of demonic aura lingering at the city gates.

An ordinary cultivator might not have noticed it, but she was sensitive to auras.

She pondered for a moment, then retrieved a paper crane from her storage ring.

Feiying raised an eyebrow, smiling. “Chatting with that Mu family young master again?”

“This is different.”

Lan Mulian shook her head, her voice calm. “I have some questions for him.”

…

At the Mu Manor, Mu Zhi’an watched Bai Ruoxi, a sigh escaping his lips. “I never expected you to reach Core Formation so quickly, Ruoxi.”

They both possessed exceptional talent, yet her progress was simply faster.

It was unfair.

Wei Mengrou also looked at Bai Ruoxi, who was kneeling beside the snow lotus pond, seemingly lost in thought, a hint of worry in her eyes.

“Her talent is truly remarkable. If you don’t work harder, you might not be able to control her in the future,” Wei Mengrou said, her voice laced with a hint of warning.

Mu Zhi’an chuckled, shaking his head. “It’s just Core Formation. I can easily subdue her.”

While Core Formation cultivators were powerful, he was still in control.

However, Bai Ruoxi’s heart remained a mystery to him.

“Don’t be so sure. You might find yourself controlled by her one day,” Wei Mengrou replied, her gaze fixed on Bai Ruoxi.

Bai Ruoxi, her chin resting on her hands, her hair framing her beautiful face, seemed to sense their gazes and looked up, meeting Mu Zhi’an’s eyes. A shy, gentle smile spread across her lips.

He smiled back, then shook his head. “Ruoxi isn’t the controlling type. Her actions speak for themselves.”

She had always been a gentle, delicate beauty. While she seemed aloof and distant to others, he had discovered a warmth within her, a kindness that belied her cold exterior.

Wei Mengrou scoffed, her disbelief evident.

He might understand human nature, but he didn’t understand women.

He didn’t understand their unpredictability.

“There’s something else you should be aware of,” she said suddenly, her voice turning serious.

He looked at her, his brow furrowing slightly.

“After the tribulation, her body was tempered by the lightning, and the surrounding spiritual energy was purified. A trace of demonic aura leaked from her vessel. I’m not sure if any other Core Formation cultivators noticed,” she explained.

He listened quietly, his expression unchanging.

“You don’t seem surprised. Did you already know?” she asked.

He shook his head. “We can’t hide it forever. It was bound to be discovered eventually.”

“The entrance exams are approaching. If this affects her chances of joining the sect… it could be a problem,” she said, her voice low.

If there was proof that she was a demonic cultivator, or that she possessed demonic aura… it could jeopardize her future, even with her talent.

It was inevitable. In this world, human cultivators and demonic cultivators were mortal enemies.

Not only Bai Ruoxi, but the entire Bai family would be implicated.

And even he, having been intimate with her… he could be investigated.

If the Core Formation cultivators from the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce or the Gongsun family had sensed that demonic aura… it would be a disaster.

“What are you going to do?” she asked.

He pondered for a moment. “If we were at the Two Polarities Sect, it would be difficult to handle.”

He looked at her, his lips curving into a smile. “But Tianxuan City… it’s the Mu family’s territory.”

It turns out, they are the protagonists C 75 P2

…

The Core Formation Heavenly Tribulation drew the attention of countless cultivators, including the spies from the Gongsun family and the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce.

Mu Zhi’an, escorted by Wei Mengrou, followed Bai Ruoxi, but they kept their distance.

Approaching a Heavenly Tribulation would only increase its power, and they would both be targeted. It would be suicide.

A massive vortex formed in the sky, lightning crackling at its center, its power building.

“Did you face a tribulation when you reached Core Formation, Mengrou?” Mu Zhi’an asked, watching Bai Ruoxi, who stood beneath the swirling clouds, her sword at her side.

“Yes, but not like this.” Wei Mengrou frowned, staring at Bai Ruoxi.

“Six layers…”

Core Formation tribulations weren’t usually this terrifying. Two or three bolts of lightning were considered the limit.

And the destructive power increased with each strike.

The maximum was six.

What had Bai Ruoxi experienced? What path had she chosen to trigger such a powerful tribulation?

“Heh, It would be amusing if she perished,” a voice drawled.

Gongsun Cheng, holding his folding fan, watched Bai Ruoxi with a hint of malicious glee in his eyes.

He noticed Mu Zhi’an’s gaze and smiled. “Don’t misunderstand, Young Master Mu. I naturally hope Miss Bai overcomes this tribulation. But with such power, who can guarantee there won’t be any accidents?”

He wasn’t worried about Mu Zhi’an or Wei Mengrou attacking him here. The examiner was nearby. If they tried to harm him, she would intervene.

Mu Zhi’an smiled. “If she perished, I would be heartbroken.”

“Then you’ll have to accept your fate, Young Master Mu.”

“And you’ll have to accept yours,” Mu Zhi’an retorted.

Threatening me? Gongsun Cheng chuckled inwardly.

His father had told him that Mu Zhi’an was a rational man, motivated by self-interest.

Even if Bai Ruoxi died, he would simply be angry.

He wouldn’t risk a war with the Gongsun family over a few words, allowing other families to take advantage.

It wasn’t his style.

“Young Master Mu—”

“Get lost,” Mu Zhi’an interrupted, his voice cold.

Gongsun Cheng’s expression darkened. “We’re both young masters, Mu Zhi’an. That’s no way to speak to me.”

“Get out of here. Ten miles. If you don’t want to leave gracefully, I can help you.” Mu Zhi’an glanced at him, his gaze chilling.

You and what army? Gongsun Cheng wanted to retort, but he noticed Wei Mengrou’s cold stare and swallowed his words.

While his father had warned him not to provoke Mu Zhi’an, he still felt a surge of resentment. Why should he be treated like this by someone younger than him?

Under Wei Mengrou’s icy gaze, he reluctantly retreated.

He knew that as long as she didn’t kill him, the examiner wouldn’t interfere.

By the time this minor drama ended, a crowd of cultivators had gathered, their eyes fixed on Bai Ruoxi, their voices buzzing with excitement.

“It’s been so long since we’ve seen a Core Formation Heavenly Tribulation. Miss Bai isn’t even twenty, is she? And she was only at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment a few days ago. Such talent… she’s unrivaled among her peers.”

“I’ve witnessed a tribulation before, but its power it was nothing compared to this.”

“Even the examiner has arrived. It seems she holds Miss Bai in high regard.”

“She’s probably the first of her generation to reach Core Formation. She’s destined for greatness.”

They watched Bai Ruoxi, their voices filled with awe and envy.

Those who had harbored hopes of pursuing her, they were now filled with a sense of helplessness, their dreams shattered.

“If she survives this tribulation, that Mu family young master, he’ll be a lucky man. A Core Formation Dao Companion, young and beautiful, serving him even at that level.”

The crowd murmured, their gazes fixed on Mu Zhi’an, their envy palpable.

“The first bolt is coming!”

The vortex in the sky rippled, and a blinding flash of golden light erupted, a massive bolt of lightning streaking down like a golden dragon.

The terrifying power, the deafening roar, made the cultivators tremble.

A Core Formation Heavenly Tribulation, it was this powerful?

Bai Ruoxi, however, didn’t flinch. She summoned her mysterious bronze sword.

She channeled her spiritual energy, the sword hovering before her, then, with a flick of her wrist, she slashed, splitting the lightning bolt in two.

“It’s the sword she used to defeat Gongsun Cheng!” someone exclaimed.

“That first bolt was probably stronger than Gongsun Cheng… The second one… even two Gongsun Chengs wouldn’t be able to withstand it.”

They chattered excitedly, Gongsun Cheng now their unit of measurement.

Mu Zhi’an watched as Bai Ruoxi soared into the sky, her bronze sword aimed at the swirling clouds.

He sensed something unusual.

She wasn’t trying to defend against the tribulation. She was trying to stop the lightning!

*Boom!*

As the second bolt descended, she simply raised her sleeve, a golden chain shooting out, forming a net that intercepted the lightning.

I’ve never seen her use that chain before. Is that her Core Formation ability? he wondered.

She flew towards the clouds, her bronze sword slashing through the third bolt of lightning.

She then flicked her wrist, sending the sword hurtling towards the clouds, where it shattered the fourth and fifth bolts.

Finally, the sword pierced the vortex, and the sixth bolt, unable to form, dissipated.

No, it didn’t dissipate. The essence of the tribulation, it was absorbed by the sword!

But to the onlookers, it simply seemed like the sword had destroyed the tribulation.

A ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the clouds.

The crowd fell silent, staring at Bai Ruoxi, their expressions a mixture of awe and disbelief.

Six layers of tribulation, overcome so easily?

Mu Zhi’an stared at her, her figure graceful and ethereal, a strange feeling washing over him.

He had suspected she might be the protagonist, and now, witnessing this incredible display of power, he was almost certain. Ye Yu wasn’t the Chosen One. She was.

She was the Heaven’s Chosen Heroine.

Then the question was if she was the protagonist, what was his role?

Could it be the heroine? He chuckled inwardly, half-joking.

He opened his personal interface and saw the “Supporting Character” label, its pink, heart-shaped frame now a deeper shade, almost red.

What does this heart mean? He pondered, his brow furrowing.

Before he could dwell on it, Bai Ruoxi descended towards him, her tribulation over.

He pushed those thoughts aside and greeted her, his voice filled with concern. “Are you alright?”

She nodded, smiling. “It was just a few bolts of lightning. Nothing I couldn’t handle.”

He nodded, relieved.

He could sense that her aura was stable, her energy flowing smoothly.

“That chain you used is that your Core Formation ability?” he asked.

She glanced at Lan Mulian, who was watching them from atop a cloud, then looked back at him, nodding.

“It’s not appropriate to discuss it here. I’ll tell you when we return.”

Chapter 75: Am I the Heroine? p1

It had only been a few days?

Less than four days! And Bai Ruoxi had already reached Core Formation?

Even Mu Zhi’an felt a pang of jealousy.

He had excellent talent, but it had come at a cost.

Heaven’s Envy had granted him rapid cultivation progress, but it had also shortened his lifespan.

Bai Ruoxi, however, had suffered no such penalty, and her progress was astonishing.

She’s the one with the protagonist’s script.

He thought back to their countless nights together, her dedication to her cultivation, her beautiful smile… He felt a bit better.

Well, she might have reached Core Formation, but I deserve at least a third of the credit.

Her rapid progress was partly due to their dual cultivation.

“So, what’s your Core Formation ability?” he asked curiously.

She looked at him, her eyes soft and loving, about to answer, when a thunderous boom echoed through the sky, interrupting them.

She turned to look out the window. The clear blue sky had been replaced by dark, swirling clouds.

Thunder roared, lightning crackled, a sense of foreboding filling the air.

“Heavenly Tribulation,” Mu Zhi’an murmured.

Cultivation was a defiance of Heaven’s will. Typically, the Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment realms were still within the realm of “mortals” and wouldn’t trigger a tribulation.

But Core Formation… it marked the beginning of true cultivation.

Cultivators with exceptional talent would face a tribulation with every breakthrough.

Some geniuses even faced a tribulation with every minor advancement.

Clearly, Bai Ruoxi belonged to that category.

Mu Zhi’an stared at the swirling clouds, his expression grave.

He had never witnessed a Heavenly Tribulation, but judging by the destructive aura emanating from those clouds, it wouldn’t be easy to overcome.

Bai Ruoxi, however, remained calm, her gaze fixed on the approaching clouds. She looked at him, smiling. “Wait for me here. I’ll be back soon.”

In the past, she might have been worried, but she was different now.

She was confident in her ability to overcome this tribulation.

He watched her leave, then, after a moment of contemplation, followed her, finding Wei Mengrou standing in the courtyard.

They exchanged glances, and before he could even speak, she summoned her flying sword. “Come with me.”

She understands me. He nodded, wrapping his arms around her waist, and they soared into the sky, following Bai Ruoxi, who was heading towards the city gates.

…

At the Rising Phoenix Inn, Lan Mulian sat on her bed, meditating, her eyes closed.

The room was filled with refined spiritual energy, flowing into her, her cultivation speed rivaling Bai Ruoxi’s, despite not having the Heavenly Dao Aura.

She frowned, sensing something, and opened her eyes.

She glanced towards the window, her gaze fixed on a distant point.

“A Core Formation Heavenly Tribulation?” she murmured, her eyes widening with surprise.

Someone in Tianxuan City had reached Core Formation?

After a moment of contemplation, she raised her hand, summoning a cloud.

She stepped onto the cloud and flew towards the city gates.

…

At the Ye Manor, Ye Yu opened his eyes, feeling the surge of power within him, his breakthrough to the second level of Foundation Establishment complete. He clenched his fists, a surge of excitement coursing through him.

To advance so quickly… such talent was rare, even in the world of cultivation.

It was no wonder he was so thrilled.

After the entrance exams, Bai Ruoxi would definitely regret breaking off their engagement!

Mu Zhi’an only had the Mu family’s resources. His potential, however, was limitless. She would soon realize who was truly worthy of her!

But even if she regretted her decision, he wouldn’t accept her back.

He thought of her beautiful face, a mixture of anger and jealousy swirling within him.

She had been staying at the Mu Manor almost every day, and judging by their behavior at the sparring arena, she was probably his woman now.

He clenched his fists, his anger burning.

He had to endure, to bide his time, until he could reveal his true power at the entrance exams!

He was about to resume his meditation when the old man in his body exclaimed, “A Core Formation Heavenly Tribulation?!”

He looked towards the window and saw a mass of dark clouds gathering in the distance, a destructive aura emanating from them.

Someone was facing a tribulation!

It had been so long since a cultivator in Tianxuan City had reached Core Formation.

And judging by the terrifying pressure emanating from those clouds, the person facing this tribulation was a true genius.

Who could it be?

An older cultivator wouldn’t trigger such a powerful tribulation. It had to be someone young, someone with exceptional talent.

Gongsun Cheng? Huang Manting? Or… Bai Ruoxi?

Gongsun Cheng and Huang Manting were only at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment. They couldn’t have reached the peak so quickly.

“….”

He stared at the clouds, his voice barely a whisper. “Bai Ruoxi’s tribulation?”

She had reached Core Formation in just a few days?

He rushed out of the manor, heading towards the city gates.

C74 P2

…

He returned to the Mu Manor and entered Bai Ruoxi’s room, finding her just finishing her meditation. She wore a white dress with delicate plum blossom embroidery, her skin as pale as snow, even in the dim light.

While the dress concealed most of her skin, her ample bosom was still prominent. That was the advantage of a good figure.

He stared at her, his heart pounding.

She noticed his gaze and blushed, lowering her head, her voice soft. “What is it?”

He closed the door and windows, then approached her, his voice filled with concern. “How was your cultivation?”

“Ninth level of Foundation Establishment. I’m about to break through,” she replied with a shy smile.

He looked at her, his voice soft. “Let me help you.”

He’s just trying to… She glanced at him, declining politely. “No need. The Heavenly Dao Aura is enough—”

He gently clasped her hand, his gaze meeting hers. “The entrance exams are approaching, Ruoxi. I’m worried you won’t pass. Let me help you.”

This time, she didn’t protest, simply looking up at him, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

He gazed at her beautiful face, her lips a delicate red, then leaned in, kissing her softly.

Actions spoke louder than words.

…

Two days later.

Bai Ruoxi opened her eyes, her usual aloofness replaced by a hint of alluring charm.

She seemed more mature, more… desirable. While her outward appearance remained cold and delicate, there was a hidden fire within her, a smoldering sensuality.

And only Mu Zhi’an could truly appreciate it.

“Peak of Foundation Establishment.”

She murmured, her eyes calm and serene.

She could sense it. She had reached the bottleneck.

Core Formation was within reach!

But so many cultivators were stuck at this stage. Mu Lang had told her last night, as he held her close, that even with exceptional talent, it would take at least two or three months to break through.

Reaching Core Formation wasn’t about talent. It was about comprehension.

But she could sense it. She was on the verge of a breakthrough. One more step…

Core Formation…

Miss Wei’s Core Formation ability concealed auras. My father’s ability was brute force. My mother’s was charm. She looked at Mu Zhi’an, who was meditating beside her, her eyes narrowing slightly.

He wasn’t faithful. There were too many temptations out there, and once they joined the Two Polarities Sect, those temptations would only increase. And as an Inborn Celestial Vessel, he would attract all sorts of fox spirits.

My Core Formation ability… it will bind their hearts and minds.

She closed her eyes, the spiritual energy within her churning, refining at an accelerated rate, fueled by the Heavenly Dao Aura.

If it took geniuses two or three months to reach Core Formation, she would be the exception.

Today, she would break through!

…

Time passed, another day fading into night.

Mu Zhi’an finished his meditation, feeling the surge of spiritual energy within him, a sense of satisfaction washing over him.

“Fourth level of Foundation Establishment. Almost at the fifth.” He looked at his hands, nodding. “Not bad.”

He had always had exceptional talent. His title, “Heaven’s Envy,” spoke for itself.

And with Bai Ruoxi’s Heavenly Dao Aura assisting him, his cultivation speed was far beyond his peers.

“At this rate, I might even catch up to Ruoxi,” he thought, glancing at her.

She was wearing a loose white robe, her focus solely on her cultivation for the past two days. He had occasionally ventured out, spending time with Senior Sister, or with the Ye sisters, but she had remained in deep meditation.

He had been worried about her, but he had checked her pulse, her breathing. Everything seemed normal.

“She’ll be surprised when she wakes up and senses my progress.” He smiled, looking at her beautiful face.

He stood up, intending to fetch some refreshments for them to enjoy after she finished meditating.

As he stepped out of bed, he felt a surge of spiritual energy emanating from her, a powerful pressure that made him freeze. He turned to see her, her eyes now open, a strange intensity within them.

Her aura had shifted, a subtle but undeniable change.

Core Formation!

She smiled, her beauty breathtaking, her eyes meeting his. “How is your cultivation progressing, Mu Lang?”

He smiled. “Fourth level of Foundation Establishment. Almost at the fifth.”

Without any cheat codes, relying solely on his talent… such rapid progress was astonishing.

He waited for her surprised reaction, but she simply smiled, saying nothing.

He frowned. “What’s wrong, Ruoxi?”

“I’ve reached Core Formation,” she replied softly.

Mu Zhi’an stared at her, speechless.

Chapter 74: Chosen, and the Only One

Mu Zhi’an watched the sparring match unfolding on the platform, his expression calm.

…Well, only seemingly calm. Inwardly, a storm was brewing.

Holy shit. Feiying and Senior Sister are sisters?!

No wonder he had encountered Feiying at the Rising Phoenix Inn. It wasn’t a coincidence. She had been visiting Lan Mulian… She had even arranged the room for her.

One sister, alluring and seductive; the other, cold and aloof. Normally, he would be overjoyed by this discovery.

But now, while he was surprised and intrigued…

He also felt a surge of anxiety.

It meant that Lan Mulian might know about his actions in Tianxuan City, including his… behavior towards Feiying.

He noticed a coldness in Lan Mulian’s eyes that hadn’t been there before. Her gaze, as sharp and clear as ice, was fixed on him, waiting for his answer.

If I mess this up, Senior Sister’s route is over… he thought to himself.

“Luminous Soil can preserve medicinal herbs. I kept one portion for myself, gave one to Senior Sister, and planned to bring the rest to the Two Polarities Sect.”

He sighed, his expression turning thoughtful. “After all, the sect is beyond the reach of the Mu family’s influence. If I need medicinal herbs in the future, I can use the Luminous Soil to trade, or to preserve any herbs I acquire.”

He retrieved a box from his storage ring and opened it, revealing three portions of shimmering Luminous Soil.

While the unexpected intelligence had almost led to disaster, he wasn’t panicking. He was telling the truth.

He had received five portions from Feiying, but he had only given one to Bai Ruoxi and one to Lan Mulian. He had kept the rest.

“Why do you ask, Senior Sister?” he asked, feigning ignorance.

She narrowed her eyes, staring at him intently. “Just curious.”

Her gaze softened slightly.

She quickly changed the subject, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Once you join the Two Polarities Sect, you’ll be a disciple. If you encounter any difficulties, I’ll assist you.”

She smiled… Her mood has improved. That’s good.

He felt a wave of relief.

Their relationship was unique. They were practically “online friends,” having met only a few times in person. He had never been certain of her feelings towards him.

But her question about the Luminous Soil, her suspicion confirmed that she cared.

“You’re so kind, Senior Sister. Do you help all the disciples?” he asked playfully.

“It depends,” she replied calmly.

“If I helped everyone who needed it, I would never have any free time.”

So I’m special… He smiled inwardly, his anxiety fading.

She wasn’t naive. She was intelligent and observant.

That was good. However, once he joined the sect, if he was seen with other women, it could lead to trouble, just like at the auction house.

“Did you go to the auction yesterday to see Feiying?” he asked suddenly.

He had been wondering why she had attended. She disliked crowds and had no reason to be there.

But she had a reason to visit her sister.

She nodded, then glanced at him, a playful smile on her lips. “If I hadn’t gone, I would have missed that interesting scene.”

He coughed. “Miss Huang invited me, so I went.”

“Oh, and…” He retrieved a small box from his storage ring and offered it to her. “These are the pills I refined from the Beast King Vine.”

She nodded, accepting the pills, then looked up at the two men on the platform.

“Who do you think will win?” she asked.

He looked up as well.

Ye Yu stood tall and proud, his sword at his side.

Across from him, Gongsun Cheng, dressed in luxurious robes, his features actually quite handsome if not for his cold, reptilian eyes, glared at him with venomous intensity.

Mu Zhi’an pondered for a moment. “Gongsun Cheng’s injuries haven’t fully healed, but… he’s still at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment.”

The gap between the eighth and first levels was vast. Even with his protagonist’s luck, Ye Yu couldn’t possibly defeat him.

She nodded silently.

“The spiritual energy within him is unusual. It’s not entirely his own. He’s talented, but too impatient.”

Probably because I keep messing with him… Mu Zhi’an thought to himself.

Then, his eyes widened, his gaze fixed on Ye Yu, a realization dawning on him.

Senior Sister said he has spiritual energy that’s not his own. Could it be from the old man in his body?

He caught a whiff of a familiar, intoxicating fragrance and turned to see Feiying sitting beside him, her legs crossed, her figure alluring, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“Well, well, well… if it isn’t the charming Young Master Mu~ Finished chatting with the Ye sisters, and now you’re flirting with another woman?”

He sighed dramatically. “You’ve deceived me, Sister Lan.”

She looked at him, surprised, then glanced at Lan Mulian.

“You told him?”

“He figured it out himself,” Lan Mulian replied calmly.

Feiying narrowed her eyes, studying him, then chuckled. “I gave you hints, and I never tried to hide it.”

She had never denied their relationship, but she hadn’t explicitly confirmed it either.

He looked at Lan Mulian, her face hidden behind the veil, a hint of wonder in his voice. “I never realized you two were sisters.”

Their personalities were so different, and the veil obscured Lan Mulian’s features. He had never made the connection.

If not for his recent misfortune, his repeated encounters with Lan Mulian, he wouldn’t have suspected a thing.

“My sister joined the Two Polarities Sect long ago. She visits me often. Why do you think Master Huang treats me with such respect?”

She crossed her legs, her hand resting lightly on his shoulder, her voice playful. “Not everyone can get away with your antics, Young Master Mu.”

Lan Mulian glanced at him. “Antics?”

He felt a cold dread wash over him, remembering his flirtatious behavior towards Feiying, his wandering hand.

But she didn’t elaborate, instead changing the subject, offering him some advice. “The entrance exams are in a few days. Even though you’re exempt, your low cultivation level might attract some unwanted attention. You should focus on your cultivation.”

He nodded.

Then, he asked, “Why aren’t you participating in the exams, Feiying? Are you not interested in cultivating?”

“You’re at Foundation Establishment, right?”

She smiled, nodding. “Eighth level.”

“How old are you?” he asked, a slightly sensitive question.

She chuckled. “Guess.”

He pondered for a moment. “Thirty?”

“Get out!” she scolded playfully, slapping his shoulder. “My sister isn’t even thirty, let alone me…”

She noticed Lan Mulian’s gaze and coughed. “I’m two or three years older than you.”

So around twenty. Eighth level of Foundation Establishment at that age… not bad. And she’s a successful businesswoman. He nodded. “If you miss these exams, you’ll have to wait a few years. You’re not going to participate?”

She shook her head. “I’m not.”

Seeing his disappointment, she smiled. “You don’t think you’re the only one who can bend the rules, do you?”

He looked up at her. “You’re also exempt?”

Considering the examiner was her sister, it wouldn’t be difficult to arrange, but Senior Sister didn’t seem like the type to favor anyone. He glanced at Lan Mulian.

“What are you thinking? My sister wouldn’t do such a thing,” Feiying said, reading his mind. She nudged him playfully. “She’s met quite a few elders and peak masters since reaching Core Formation. They all fought over her, hoping to take her as their disciple.”

“What happened?” he asked, curious.

“The sect master naturally refused, so the matter was dropped,” she replied with a chuckle.

“Then they somehow discovered she had a younger sister” she trailed off, but he understood.

As Lan Mulian’s sister, Feiying’s talent wouldn’t be overlooked. These entrance exams were the perfect opportunity to recruit her.

And her talent was indeed exceptional. Eighth level of Foundation Establishment at twenty, she was among the best of her generation.

“I see” he murmured. “So you’ll reach Core Formation soon.”

“It will take at least six months,” she replied, shaking her head.

“I heard that the breakthrough from peak Foundation Establishment to Core Formation is difficult. It requires… comprehension. What does that mean?”

“Reaching Core Formation is connected to your past experiences. Everyone’s understanding is different. Even elders can’t offer much guidance,” Lan Mulian explained calmly. “Many cultivators remain stuck at Foundation Establishment for their entire lives because they fail to find their own path. They never reach Core Formation.”

He nodded thoughtfully.

Wei Mengrou’s Core Formation ability allowed her to conceal her aura and the auras of others. Old Ren’s ability allowed him to capture primordial spirits.

Based on my past experiences… what kind of ability will I gain when I reach Core Formation? He watched the sparring match, a flicker of anticipation in his eyes.

*Bang!*

A clear voice echoed from the platform. “Gongsun Cheng wins!”

Mu Zhi’an looked up to see Gongsun Cheng, his face pale, standing over Ye Yu, his voice laced with mockery. “Your talent is undeniable, Ye Yu, but trying to defeat an eighth level cultivator at the first level, how naive.”

Ye Yu, however, wasn’t bothered. He chuckled.

“Congratulations, Young Master Gongsun.”

He brushed the dust from his clothes, seemingly unconcerned about his injuries, and turned to leave.

Gongsun Cheng, sensing something, his eyes narrowing, stared at him. “Second level… You used our spar to temper your body?!”

Ye Yu smiled, glancing at him. “Thank you for your assistance, Young Master Gongsun.”

He descended the platform, basking in the awestruck gazes of the other cultivators.

He felt a sudden urge to look in a certain direction, and his gaze landed on Mu Zhi’an.

On Mu Zhi’an’s left sat Lan Mulian, her beauty as captivating as ever, her figure alluring.

And on his right sat Feiying, her dress revealing her long legs, her eyes sparkling with charm.

Gongsun Cheng also noticed them, his expression darkening.

How is Mu Zhi’an connected to the examiner?

Mu Zhi’an ignored their stares and turned to Lan Mulian, smiling. “Senior Sister, shall we go have some tea?”

“You just had tea with the Ye sisters, Young Master Mu. Aren’t you full?” she replied, a hint of amusement in her voice. She glanced at him. “Feiying and I have some private matters to discuss. The entrance exams are approaching. You should focus on your cultivation.”

She left with Feiying, ignoring him.

Gongsun Cheng, unable to hear their conversation, but seeing Lan Mulian’s dismissive attitude, smirked.

What good is your family’s influence, Mu Zhi’an?

Someone like Lan Mulian wouldn’t care about the Mu family. To her, he was just a good-for-nothing wastrel.

Mu Zhi’an, noticing his gaze, simply smiled.

He wasn’t going to bother explaining.

The more amused Gongsun Cheng was now, the more devastated he would be later.

But it seemed there wouldn’t be an opportunity today. He would have to try again another time.

And Senior Sister was right. He should focus on his cultivation.

He stood up, about to leave, when Ye Yu walked past him, a smirk on his lips. “It seems not everyone bows to the Mu family, Young Master Mu.”

Mu Zhi’an mimicked his tone, smiling. “You’re right, Young Master Ye. I should go back and spend time with Ruoxi. She’s a clingy girl.”

“Oh, and thank you for rejecting Qian’er so coldly at the arena. If not for that, I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to sample her lipstick today.”

Ye Yu’s smile vanished.

Mu Zhi’an stepped into the carriage.

 

C73 p2

Old Wei had informed her about Ye Yu following them.

She was displeased. Her opinion of him had plummeted in the past two days.

Any lingering affection she had for him… it was gone.

She sat down, then changed the subject.

“By the way, when did you meet the examiner, Young Master Mu?”

Ye Qian also looked at him, her curiosity piqued.

She’s still trying to drive a wedge between us. He saw through her intentions.

“It’s a long story. I’ll tell you another time,” he replied with a smile.

Discussing other women in front of them was a cardinal sin.

Seeing his refusal to take the bait, she sighed inwardly, but didn’t press him further.

They chatted for a while, then he arranged for a carriage to escort them back to the manor.

He wanted to accompany them, but she was still wary of him.

He couldn’t rush things. Her distrust was almost negligible.

Their relationship… it required time and patience.

He watched the carriage disappear, then turned to leave, eager to return to the manor and assist Bai Ruoxi with her cultivation.

He noticed a commotion near the sparring arena.

Ye Yu, who had just come downstairs, was standing there, facing Gongsun Cheng, who had finally recovered from his injuries.

So they’re replacing me with another stepping stone. But Gongsun Cheng is at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment! How can Ye Yu possibly compete with him?

He glanced towards a nearby chair and saw Lan Mulian sitting there, her veil concealing her face, her figure alluring in her white dress, her gaze fixed on the two men.

I was just thinking about visiting her. What a coincidence.

He approached her and sat down, his gaze sweeping over her appreciatively. “Senior Sister, what a surprise.”

She simply nodded, not looking at him.

“Did you read the letter I sent you?” he asked, refusing to be discouraged.

She nodded again, then glanced at him, a hint of amusement in her eyes. “Yes, it’s quite a coincidence.”

“I wanted to have some tea in that room, but the owner told me it was reserved by the Mu family’s young master. He was entertaining the Ye sisters.”

Mu Zhi’an froze, speechless.

So that’s why she’s acting like this. He had expected her mood to improve after reading his letter.

He was wondering how to repair the situation when he noticed another woman sitting nearby, her figure as alluring as ever.

Her red cheongsam accentuated her long legs and shapely hips. She sat with her arms crossed, her gaze fixed on the sparring arena, her lips a vibrant red.

Why is Feiying here?

He thought back to their recent encounters.

The first time, at the Rising Phoenix Inn, she had been with Lan Mulian. That could be considered a coincidence.

But the second time, at the sparring arena, she had also been present, watching the fight.

And then he had seen her again at the inn.

There was a common thread. Every time he encountered Feiying, Lan Mulian was also there.

Master Huang mentioned that Feiying had a sister who was an inner disciple of the Two Polarities Sect. He looked at Feiying, then at Lan Mulian.

How had Lan Mulian found the best inn in the city on her first day? And how had she discovered this teahouse, choosing the room with the best view?

A daring thought occurred to him.

He looked at Lan Mulian, her beauty hidden behind the veil, and asked hesitantly, “Senior Sister, do you know Feiying?”

She glanced at him, a faint smile playing on her lips.

“She’s a Lan.”

She paused, then added, “We were chatting yesterday, and she mentioned you.”

She’s really Senior Sister’s younger sister. He was surprised, but his expression remained calm. “We’re quite close… What did she say?”

“She said you’re a clever boy, and that you’ve become quite charming. She also mentioned that you asked her for a favor a few days ago, acquiring five portions of Luminous Soil.”

“….”

He felt a sense of dread.

She turned to face him, her voice as cold and clear as ice.

“Five portions of Luminous Soil. How many women did you give it to?”

Chapter 73: Your Sister is Now My Responsibility p1

The moment Ye Yu barged into the room, the intimate atmosphere evaporated.

Ye Qian snapped out of the sweet trance Mu Zhi’an had woven, looking up at Ye Yu with surprise.

“Brother Ye Yu, what are you doing here?!”

They had left the Ye Manor early this morning. Logically, he should still be meditating at this hour. His appearance at the teahouse was too coincidental.

Ye Yu faltered, then said, his voice stern, “Qian’er, don’t be fooled by his sweet words. Stay away from him.”

He stepped forward, intending to pull Ye Qian away.

But Mu Zhi’an intercepted him, a smile on his lips. “What brings you to the teahouse so early, Young Master Ye?”

“And so coincidentally, at this precise moment…”

His words jolted Ye Qian awake, and her eyes widened as she looked at her cousin. “Were you eavesdropping, Brother Ye Yu?!”

Ye Yu, his cover blown, scoffed. “If I hadn’t, he would have taken advantage of you!”

Ye Qian blushed, her voice soft. “Brother Mu wouldn’t do that.”

“Then what was he doing just now?” Ye Yu demanded, staring at her flushed cheeks.

She stammered, unable to answer.

Mu Zhi’an chuckled, shaking his head. “So you admit you were eavesdropping, Young Master Ye?”

“I was simply concerned for my cousin,” Ye Yu retorted, glaring at Mu Zhi’an. “Miss Bai and I have no connection after the broken engagement, so I won’t interfere in her affairs. But Qian’er is my cousin. I won’t allow a wastrel to get close to her.”

Mu Zhi’an raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure you’re her cousin?”

“She offered you medicinal herbs, hoping you would refine a Foundation Establishment Pill for her, and you brushed her off, claiming you were busy. Is that how a good cousin treats his family?”

Ye Yu said coldly, “I did try to make amends later, but she had already found someone else to refine the pill. The matter was settled—”

Realization dawned on him, and his eyes narrowed, fixed on Mu Zhi’an. “It was you, wasn’t it?!”

He had wondered why Ye Qian had declined his offer.

There were only a few alchemists in Tianxuan City. Hiring one to refine a Foundation Establishment Pill would cost a fortune.

He had initially assumed she had gritted her teeth and hired an alchemist from the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce. But now, something didn’t add up.

When had Mu Zhi’an become close to Ye Qian?

There had to be a catalyst, and that catalyst was the pill!

After he had rejected her, something must have happened between her and Mu Zhi’an…

The pieces fell into place, and his anger surged, his aura flaring uncontrollably.

“First Bai Ruoxi, and now you’re targeting my Qian’er?!”

He’s forgetting about Lingxuan. Mu Zhi’an set down his teacup, shaking his head. “I’ve never forced Qian’er to do anything. Her attitude should be proof enough.”

He gently squeezed her hand, then looked up at Ye Yu, his expression turning serious. “Brother-in-law, please, give us your blessing.”

That simple address shattered Ye Yu’s composure, his anger reaching a boiling point. He almost attacked.

“Calm down. This isn’t the place for a fight,” a voice whispered in his mind.

“Why not?!” he thought, his anger burning. “Should I just stand here and watch him steal Qian’er from me?!”

“You weren’t close to her during your decline. Now that she’s found someone… it’s not appropriate to interfere,” the old voice replied, a hint of exasperation in its tone.

Ye Yu’s eyes narrowed, his anger unwavering. “Even so, she shouldn’t be with Mu Zhi’an! He already has Bai Ruoxi! How can I allow her to be with such a scoundrel?!”

“Would you refuse if two women were vying for your affection?”

Ye Yu was speechless.

“Your true battle lies in the entrance exams. You’ll have plenty of opportunities to defeat him then. Fighting here will only attract the attention of the… powerful individuals who own this establishment.”

The old man in his body couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

Ye Yu had exceptional talent, yet he was being played like a fiddle by Mu Zhi’an.

Fighting here would only anger the owners of the teahouse.

And Ye Lingxuan was still downstairs.

No matter the reason, if he attacked, even if he won, he would still lose.

And besides, he was unlikely to win.

The gap between the first and third levels of Foundation Establishment was significant.

Ye Yu gradually calmed down, and Mu Zhi’an looked at him with a hint of surprise.

So he’s not completely brainless… Mu Zhi’an smiled. “Brother-in-law, would you like to join us for tea?”

Ye Yu, his mind clear, recognized the provocation and simply scoffed. “We’ll settle this at the entrance exams, Mu Zhi’an.”

He wouldn’t fall for his tricks again.

Ignoring him was the best course of action.

He turned and left.

He’s become more composed… Mu Zhi’an thought, watching him go. “Oh, and I’ll be keeping those two thousand Spirit Stones. Remember to repay Lingxuan those seven hundred you owe her.”

Ye Yu froze, his body stiffening.

Those words… they were a direct attack on his pride.

He had been so proud of making Mu Zhi’an lose two thousand Spirit Stones.

But that money had come from his own pocket. In other words, Mu Zhi’an had only spent four hundred Spirit Stones to acquire the Dragon Soaring Tendril.

He almost lost control, his killing intent surging, but he remembered his master’s warning, and Gongsun Cheng’s fate. He suppressed his anger.

He had endured years of humiliation as a “cripple.” He could endure this.

You’ll regret this at the entrance exams, Mu Zhi’an… He left the room, his heart filled with rage.

With his departure, the pleasant atmosphere vanished.

Mu Zhi’an looked at Ye Qian, who was staring at the floor, her expression downcast. He squeezed her hand, his voice soft. “I told you, my issues with your cousin have nothing to do with you. Don’t worry about it.”

“But… you’ll be fighting him at the entrance exams” she said, her voice filled with concern.

“If we spar, who do you want to win?” he asked, smiling at her.

She was wearing a similar outfit to the one she had worn during their first encounter at the sparring arena, a light blue dress that accentuated her figure, her legs shapely, her waist slender, her bosom ample.

She looked up at him, her brow furrowed, about to answer, when he poked her playfully in the side.

“Don’t worry. I don’t have to participate in the entrance exams.”

Her eyes widened with surprise. “You’re not going to join the Two Polarities Sect?”

“The Mu family has a guaranteed spot. Why would I bother with the exams?” he replied with a chuckle.

Ye Qian stared at him, speechless.

She blinked, then said, a hint of amusement in her voice, “Brother Ye Yu will be furious.”

He was clearly eager to defeat Mu Zhi’an at the entrance exams. Imagine his reaction when he saw Mu Zhi’an, escorted by an examiner, heading straight for the sect, bypassing the exams altogether.

“I’m not a confrontational person. Why can’t we all just get along?” Mu Zhi’an said, shaking his head.

Ye Qian rolled her eyes.

Brother Ye Yu’s outburst, it had been entirely his fault.

And yet, she couldn’t bring herself to dislike him.

After Ye Yu’s interruption, he decided against… sampling her lipstick. The mood was gone, and Ye Lingxuan would be returning soon.

He couldn’t risk jeopardizing his future endeavors.

He returned to his seat and chatted with Ye Qian for a while. Soon, he heard a knock on the door.

Ye Lingxuan entered, her gaze sweeping over them, a flicker of suspicion in her eyes. The atmosphere seemed charged.

“I saw Brother Ye Yu leaving. Did he come here?” she asked.

Ye Qian nodded. “He caused a scene, then left.”

“So he was looking for us” Ye Lingxuan murmured, her brow furrowing.

 

 

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He pondered for a moment, then asked, “Do you have a way to restore it?”

She hesitated. “May I… examine it?”

He nodded. “Please.”

She reached for the tendril, and something unexpected happened.

As she touched it, the withered root seemed to rejuvenate. Its surface became smooth and lustrous.

A refreshing, herbal fragrance filled the room.

Ye Qian stared at her sister, her eyes wide with surprise.

Mu Zhi’an was also shocked, staring at the tendril, which was now glowing faintly.

He had examined it last night, even giving it to Bai Ruoxi to see if she could sense anything.

But it had remained inert, both in his hands and in hers.

Yet Ye Lingxuan had easily activated it?

She placed it back in the box, then looked up at him. “Only alchemists can nurture the Dragon Soaring Tendril. In ordinary hands, it will wither and die.”

“Then why were you able to activate it?”

He asked, his curiosity piqued. “Are you an alchemist, a talented one?”

“I apologize, but… that’s a secret,” she replied evasively.

If Ye Yu had acquired the tendril, he would only be able to nurture it. But Ye Lingxuan… she could directly utilize its power.

She hadn’t even known it was the Dragon Soaring Tendril until her protector, Old Wei, had identified it based on her description.

Mu Zhi’an picked up the tendril, trying to replicate her action, but nothing happened.

So all the treasures I’ve acquired from Ye Yu, they’re all ancient artifacts… and I can’t use any of them?

He felt a sense of cosmic injustice.

The bronze fragment and the Heavenly Dao Aura were Bai Ruoxi’s “cheat codes.” The Dragon Soaring Tendril was exclusive to Ye Lingxuan. Where’s my cheat code?

He sighed inwardly, his disappointment evident.

But it was alright. He would find other opportunities to exploit the protagonist. After all, Heaven would always favor the Chosen One.

He pushed the Spirit Stones towards her, then the box with the tendril.

She frowned. “What are you doing, Young Master Mu?”

“It would be a waste for me to keep it. Why don’t you hold onto it for now, Miss Ye? Once you’ve restored it, we can discuss how to divide it. Consider those two thousand Spirit Stones a storage fee,” he suggested.

She hesitated, glancing at the box, then at him.

Two thousand Spirit Stones was nothing to her. He was practically giving her the Dragon Soaring Tendril for free.

And in her hands, its value would be maximized.

She had already told him that simply being in an alchemist’s possession would prevent it from withering… yet he was still entrusting it to her.

For two thousand Spirit Stones?

It was obviously not about the money. The Mu family wouldn’t care about such a paltry sum.

But… she was tempted.

After a moment of contemplation, she nodded, accepting his offer.

“I’ll bring you the restored Dragon Soaring Tendril in a year.”

A year was enough to fully restore it, and to reap its benefits.

The atmosphere in the room had relaxed considerably. They chatted leisurely, his humor drawing laughter from the sisters.

After a while, Ye Lingxuan received a mental message.

It was Old Wei, inquiring about the situation.

He had suggested acquiring the Dragon Soaring Tendril yesterday.

She hadn’t planned to ask Mu Zhi’an for it, but he had offered it to her.

She set down her teacup, smiling. “The tea has gone cold. I’ll go downstairs and ask for a fresh pot.”

She left the room.

Ye Yu, who had been lurking outside, froze, holding his breath, and retreated silently.

He pressed himself against the wall of a nearby room, watching as she descended the stairs, her figure graceful and alluring. Once she was gone, he cautiously approached their room again.

Knowing Mu Zhi’an’s character, he wouldn’t miss this opportunity to take advantage of Ye Qian.

And when she was vulnerable, that was his chance to intervene.

He hadn’t felt much when they had called him “Brother Ye Yu.”

But hearing them address someone else as “brother” it sparked a fierce possessiveness within him.

They were his cousins! Why were they calling that womanizing wastrel “Brother Mu”?!

He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, remembering their laughter, their easy camaraderie. His jealousy intensified.

As he had predicted, soon after Ye Lingxuan left, their voices echoed from the room.

“Qian’er, are you still angry?” Mu Zhi’an had moved to Ye Lingxuan’s seat, his gaze fixed on the innocent beauty beside him.

“I’m not angry. You’ve always been pursuing Sister Ruoxi. Now that you’re together. I’m happy for you,” Ye Qian replied, her voice a mixture of nervousness and something else.

He looked at her, his eyes intense. “Have you forgotten what happened in that private room yesterday?”

She blushed, remembering their stolen moment, holding hands beneath the table, her sister oblivious. A thrill of excitement coursed through her.

She whispered, “That was in the past, Young Master Mu—”

He gently clasped her hand, his gaze meeting hers. “Call me Brother Mu, alright?”

She felt trapped, like a rabbit cornered by a predator, his gaze burning into her. She lowered her eyes, unable to speak.

Ye Yu, listening outside, felt a surge of relief.

It seemed Qian’er was smarter than he thought. She knew Mu Zhi’an’s intentions.

“Brother Mu…”

Her voice, soft and hesitant, yet filled with an undeniable warmth, echoed through the room, shattering his hopes.

“Good girl. Are you wearing lipstick today~? Can I taste it?”

“Don’t… don’t do that, Sister will be angry.”

“Love is freedom, Qian’er.”

“Don’t… mm…”

He couldn’t bear it any longer. He flung open the door.

Mu Zhi’an was holding Ye Qian’s hand, his arm around her waist, his gaze fixed on her. She looked up at him, her lips parted slightly, her expression inviting.

Ye Yu’s expression hardened.

“What are you doing to my cousin, Young Master Mu?!”