Category: It turns out, they are the protagonists

Chapter 13: The Plan

Shortly after Mu Zhi’an left the room, Bai Ruoxi finished comforting the assaulted young woman and followed him out.

“What are you going to do now?” she asked softly, her gaze fixed on him.

Killing Gongsun Zan might have offered a moment of satisfaction, but it would undoubtedly bring a world of trouble. While the Mu family could handle it, they would still suffer losses.

Mu Zhi’an seemed lost in thought. After a while, he blinked as if waking from a daze. “Do about what?”

Bai Ruoxi’s lips parted slightly. “About Gongsun Zan…”

“What does Gongsun Zan have to do with me?” Mu Zhi’an asked.

Bai Ruoxi stared at him, then seemed to understand. “You’re planning to sneak out of here?”

She shook her head. “It won’t work. The Gongsun family servants saw you enter. Even if you leave now, word will reach them eventually.”

Mu Zhi’an remained silent, continuing down the path.

“Do you regret it?” Bai Ruoxi asked suddenly.

Mu Zhi’an shook his head. “If I had the chance to do it again, I would.”

“You’re a good person, Young Master Mu,” Bai Ruoxi murmured.

With his status, he could have easily ignored the situation. No one in Tianxuan City could touch him… Yet, he had intervened, bringing trouble upon himself for no personal gain.

“I’m not a good person,” Mu Zhi’an replied with a smile. “I just don’t want to be a bad one. And I can’t stand to watch someone commit evil acts right before my eyes.”

Bai Ruoxi opened her mouth to speak, to point out that he himself had a terrible reputation, but then she thought about his actions these past few days and swallowed her words.

If he truly wanted to do evil, he could have forced himself on her in the carriage… Although she would have likely rejected him.

When she’d pleaded with him for help, she hadn’t been prepared to go that far.

Can a person truly change overnight…?

If someone had asked her that before, she wouldn’t have known the answer.

But now, she could answer with certainty: Yes.

The notorious playboy of Tianxuan City had truly changed.

Mu Zhi’an, oblivious to her thoughts, asked, “Speaking of which, aren’t you worried that Gongsun Zan’s servants might escape?”

Bai Ruoxi shook her head. “Mengrou is guarding the entrance. No one will get past her.”

So that’s why she came in. Mengrou was outside… Mu Zhi’an nodded in understanding.

“How how are you going to handle the Gongsun Zan situation, Young Master Mu?” Bai Ruoxi couldn’t help but ask.

Their initial plan was to approach Gongsun Zan and gather information. Now, he was dead, and Mu Zhi’an had made a powerful enemy… If this wasn’t handled properly, it would cause a major headache for the Mu family.

“We’ll handle it the usual way,” Mu Zhi’an replied casually.

“Cremation, water burial, or we could just leave his body out for the dogs. Plenty of options.”

Bai Ruoxi frowned.

He was joking at a time like this. Didn’t he realize the trouble they were in?

As if reading her mind, Mu Zhi’an chuckled. “Actually, Miss Bai, Gongsun Zan is far more useful to us now than he ever was alive.”

Bai Ruoxi stared at him, confused. “But… he’s dead.”

“Ah, but that’s where you’re mistaken, Miss Bai.”

He turned to look at her, his gaze meeting hers. “Sometimes, the dead are far more useful than the living.”

Bai Ruoxi was stunned.

“Gongsun Zan is more useful dead?”

She was about to ask him to explain, but they had already reached the courtyard.

The servants involved in the raid were gathered in an open space, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Mu Zhi’an.

As if he was a demon.

They had overheard the confrontation between Mu Zhi’an and Gongsun Zan. Afterward, there had been silence… And their comrade who had been sent to investigate was nowhere to be found.

Mu Zhi’an… had likely killed Gongsun Zan!

“Mengrou,” Mu Zhi’an called out.

Wei Mengrou nodded. She gestured towards the group of servants. “What should we do with them?”

The servants shuddered, and one of them dropped to his knees, pleading for mercy. “Please spare me, Young Master Mu! I was only following Young Master Gongsun’s orders! I—”

“Were you following his orders when you assaulted the female servants?” Mu Zhi’an asked, his voice laced with scorn.

The servant fell silent.

“Don’t worry. Someone will decide your fate. But it won’t be me.”

Mu Zhi’an scanned the group, his gaze cold. “I’m not going to kill you… However…”

He paused. “Did you see anything in the manor?”

“We saw nothing” they replied in unison.

“Wrong,” Mu Zhi’an said, shaking his head. “You saw everything.”

The servants looked up at him, their eyes wide with terror.

He was going to silence them…

“You saw Gongsun Zan assaulting the women. You saw Mu Zhi’an intervening to stop him,” Mu Zhi’an continued.

Bai Ruoxi glanced at him, her brow furrowed.

That explanation wouldn’t account for Gongsun Zan’s death… And they had been seen on the street by other residents of Tianxuan City. The Gongsun family would easily uncover the truth.

“Afterward, Mu Zhi’an left,” Mu Zhi’an continued. “But after the raid was concluded, Gongsun Zan was killed by a mysterious black-robed man. Understand?”

A black-robed man…?

The servants exchanged glances, skepticism etched on their faces.

But they quickly realized they had no other choice. They nodded eagerly.

Mu Zhi’an turned to Wei Mengrou. “I’ll leave the rest to you, Mengrou.”

“Very well,” she replied.

Core Formation cultivators trained their Primordial Spirit. At this level, Wei Mengrou could manipulate memories, or rather, implant suggestions.

Of course, this required the target’s cooperation.

And these servants had no other options. They didn’t care about Gongsun Zan’s fate. Their own survival was all that mattered.

Bai Ruoxi, however, remained worried. She approached Mu Zhi’an and whispered, “The Gongsun family patriarch won’t believe this story.”

No one had ever seen this supposed black-robed man. The shrewd Gongsun patriarch wouldn’t accept such a flimsy explanation.

“Of course not,” Mu Zhi’an replied with a smile. “But what if he saw the black-robed man with his own eyes?”

Bai Ruoxi stared at him, confused.

“A mysterious Core Formation expert infiltrating Tianxuan City… such a threat would surely unite everyone against a common enemy, wouldn’t it, Miss Bai?” Mu Zhi’an asked, his gaze meeting hers.

Chapter 12: A Villain for Every Villain

After finishing his tea and chatting with Bai Ruoxi for a while, Mu Zhi’an left the teahouse with her.

As they walked down a quiet street in Tianxuan City, Bai Ruoxi glanced around, then asked, “Young Master Mu, if you don’t mind my asking, who was that person eavesdropping on us?”

“The Gongsun family… or perhaps the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce?”

Given the Mu family’s influence, few would dare to spy on them. The only likely culprits were those two families.

After all, she’d been spending a lot of time with Mu Zhi’an lately. They must have been worried that the Mu family would intervene and save the Bai family.

Just two days ago, the Gongsun family had leaked information to Ye Yu, hoping to disrupt things.

Mu Zhi’an shook his head. “It wasn’t the Gongsun family or the Chamber of Commerce. He’s from outside Tianxuan City. I don’t know his identity yet.”

Bai Ruoxi frowned slightly. “Then why would he be eavesdropping on us?”

Mu Zhi’an smiled. “He probably wanted to see if I truly had feelings for you.”

Bai Ruoxi was confused. “What difference does it make if you have feelings for me?”

Whether he liked her or not shouldn’t concern anyone else… Why would someone go through the trouble of eavesdropping just to find out?

She looked at Mu Zhi’an, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty.

Ever since their encounter in the carriage, she’d felt a sense of mystery surrounding him, as if he was shrouded in fog.

She couldn’t decipher his true intentions. Did he still harbor feelings for her, as he had in the past?

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to know. But he always kept a certain distance. They’d shared a moment of intimacy in the teahouse… but that was all. She still couldn’t read him.

“It makes a big difference,” Mu Zhi’an replied, strolling leisurely down the quiet street. “The more infatuated I am with you, the easier I am to manipulate.”

Bai Ruoxi tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.

Mu Zhi’an shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. “Don’t worry about it, Miss Bai. It’s not your concern.”

“More importantly, we need to find a way to approach Gongsun Zan and see if we can get any information out of him.”

“You’re well-connected in Tianxuan City, Miss Bai. Do you know what he likes?”

Bai Ruoxi glanced at him. “Women,” she replied simply.

“If you’re planning to get close to him, Young Master Mu, just invite him to the pleasure quarters.”

Mu Zhi’an shook his head. “I never go to such places.”

For a moment, even the elegant and refined Bai Ruoxi couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

Everyone in Tianxuan City knew about his frequent visits to the pleasure quarters. To claim otherwise… was he treating her like an idiot?

But then, a thought struck her. Aside from today, she hadn’t seen him at the pleasure quarters or any other disreputable establishments lately.

She opened her mouth to ask him about it.

Just then, a voice called out from down the street. “Ruoxi! What are you doing here?”

Bai Ruoxi’s face darkened. Mu Zhi’an turned to see a young man, quite handsome in a delicate sort of way, approaching them.

Ye Yu.

Bai Ruoxi frowned. She grabbed Mu Zhi’an’s arm and turned to leave. “Let’s take another route, Young Master Mu.”

However, Ye Yu had already caught up to them. “Ruoxi, wait!”

Bai Ruoxi sighed and turned to face him. “What is it, Young Master Ye?”

Ye Yu faltered, then forced a smile. “I was out for a walk after the clan competition today. Didn’t expect to run into you here.”

Bai Ruoxi simply nodded. “If that’s all, we’ll be on our way.”

“Wait!”

As she turned to leave again, Ye Yu panicked. He reached out to grab her shoulder. “Ruoxi, I won first place in the competition today! Believe me, just give me a few more months, and I’ll be strong enough to help you! I’ll be of use!”

Bai Ruoxi frowned and swatted his hand away. “Congratulations, Young Master Ye. But it’s none of my concern. Please behave yourself.”

Her voice was cold and dismissive, much like her initial attitude towards Mu Zhi’an.

However, Ye Yu seemed oblivious to her displeasure. “Ruoxi, if Mu Zhi’an can help you, so can I. Trust me—”

Before he could continue, Mu Zhi’an interjected. “Young Master Ye, there’s no point in pestering her. Why don’t you go find your own true love?”

He ignored Ye Yu and walked away with Bai Ruoxi.

Ye Yu watched them go, his fists clenching.

Mu Zhi’an again! It was him two days ago as well… He must be threatening her. Why else would they be strolling together?

“Mu Zhi’an! I challenge you to a duel!” he shouted.

Mu Zhi’an paused and turned to face him. He smiled at the undisguised anger in Ye Yu’s eyes. “Why would I duel you, Young Master Ye? I have important matters to attend to. I don’t have time for such childish games.”

“Are you afraid?” Ye Yu taunted.

Mu Zhi’an nodded cheerfully. “Yes, I am.”

Ye Yu was taken aback by his frank admission.

Mu Zhi’an continued, “And besides, Miss Bai doesn’t dislike you because you’re weak.”

“Then why?” Ye Yu blurted out.

Mu Zhi’an smiled. “I’m not telling you.”

Simping never ended well, in any world.

Just like the old Mu Zhi’an. If he hadn’t awakened his past life memories and stopped groveling at Bai Ruoxi’s feet, she would still despise him, just like she despised Ye Yu.

Simping wasn’t about agreeing with a girl or trying to please her. It was about lowering yourself, accepting an unequal dynamic where the woman held all the power and showed no interest in you, yet you persisted in your pathetic pursuit.

That was what Ye Yu was doing.

So what if he’d regained his talent and won the Ye family competition? He was still a failure in matters of the heart.

A little bit of “simping” was harmless. But Ye Yu had taken it to a whole new level.

As they continued walking, Mu Zhi’an glanced back. Ye Yu was still following them, keeping a safe distance.

He was convinced that Bai Ruoxi was being coerced by Mu Zhi’an, that she was in danger. He just needed to wait for the right moment to swoop in and save her. Then, she would finally understand his feelings.

“Ye Yu is still following us,” Mu Zhi’an murmured.

Bai Ruoxi frowned. “I’ll handle it, Young Master Mu. I apologize for the inconvenience.”

She turned to confront Ye Yu.

Mu Zhi’an gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. He shook his head with a smile. “It’s fine. Just ignore him.”

If she went back to talk to Ye Yu now, she might scold him initially, but eventually, worn down by his persistence, she might give him a chance.

A chance to save the Bai family.

As the “Chosen One,” blessed with immense luck, Ye Yu might actually succeed.

The best course of action was to prevent them from interacting.

Bai Ruoxi nodded silently, choosing to ignore Ye Yu.

They continued walking. Up ahead, they saw a group of servants guarding the entrance to a manor. They looked menacing.

“What’s going on…?” Bai Ruoxi asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

“It seems Gongsun Zan is conducting a raid,” Mu Zhi’an replied.

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes widened in understanding.

“But why clear the street?” she wondered aloud.

“Maybe to prevent any… unfortunate incidents with the residents,” Mu Zhi’an speculated.

It wasn’t standard procedure to clear the street during a raid. Gongsun Zan’s actions were unusual.

“This is our chance. Let’s wait for him here and see if we can get some information out of him,” Mu Zhi’an said.

Bai Ruoxi nodded.

Gongsun Zan was a foolish and incompetent playboy. It wouldn’t be difficult to trick him into revealing something useful.

Ye Yu, noticing the commotion, seemed to recognize Gongsun Zan. He approached them.

“Ruoxi, the Gongsun and Bai families are enemies now. We should leave. If Gongsun Zan sees you here, it could cause trouble.”

“I have my own plans, Young Master Ye,” Bai Ruoxi replied coldly. “You needn’t concern yourself.”

Her voice was icy, a stark contrast to her earlier demeanor with Mu Zhi’an.

Ye Yu opened his mouth to protest.

“You seem worried about us interacting with Gongsun Zan, Young Master Ye,” Mu Zhi’an interjected, a smile playing on his lips. “Why?”

Ye Yu bristled. “I’m not worried about you interacting with him! What’s there to be worried about? I’m simply concerned for Ruoxi’s safety!”

“Then there’s no need to worry. I’ll protect her,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

Ye Yu frowned, about to speak again.

Just then, a woman’s scream echoed from within the manor. It was a sound of pure terror, chilling to the bone.

“Why would there be screaming during a raid?” Mu Zhi’an’s brow furrowed.

Ye Yu’s eyes flickered. He glanced at Mu Zhi’an. “That’s not a normal sound for a raid… When Gongsun Zan conducts a raid, it’s usually more than just a simple confiscation of assets.”

Mu Zhi’an’s expression changed. He strode towards the manor.

The guards at the gate blocked his path, their swords drawn. “Young Master Gongsun is conducting a raid today. Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering.”

Bai Ruoxi glared at them. “Do you not recognize the young master of the Mu family?” she said coldly.

The guards stared at Mu Zhi’an, their eyes widening in recognition. They sheathed their swords and stepped aside.

Bai Ruoxi watched as Mu Zhi’an entered the manor, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions.

The Bai family was in a precarious position. Antagonizing the Gongsun family wasn’t a wise move.

However…

She looked at Mu Zhi’an’s retreating figure, then seemed to make up her mind. She followed him.

Ye Yu hesitated, his expression conflicted. He clenched his fists, but ultimately didn’t move.

With his current strength, he wouldn’t be able to do anything… And he’d only incur Gongsun Zan’s wrath.

He had to be patient. Until he reached Core Formation, intervening would be futile.

He unclenched his fists and watched from the gate.

If Ruoxi was in danger, he could step in and save her… Then, she would finally understand his feelings.

He glanced at Mu Zhi’an’s disappearing figure, a pang of jealousy stabbing at his heart.

If he was from the Mu family, he wouldn’t have to hesitate… He could walk in there and stop Gongsun Zan.

However, Gongsun Zan was different from the rest of his family. If provoked, he wouldn’t hesitate to attack, even the young master of the Mu family.

It would be best if Mu Zhi’an and Gongsun Zan clashed, leaving one dead and the other injured. Ye Yu thought to himself.

Mu Zhi’an kicked open the manor gate and stepped inside.

The courtyard was a mess, the flowers and plants trampled underfoot. The servants were in an even worse state.

Several of Gongsun Zan’s cronies were leering at the female servants, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Suddenly, the gate burst open, and they all turned to look.

One of them, who had been about to… indulge himself, was startled. He whirled around, his face contorted with anger. “Who dares to interrupt Young Master Gongsun’s raid?!”

His eyes widened in recognition when he saw Mu Zhi’an’s cold expression. He bowed his head hastily. “Y-Young Master Mu… what brings you here?”

“Where’s Gongsun Zan?” Bai Ruoxi demanded.

The servant’s eyes flickered, but he remained silent.

Bai Ruoxi frowned, about to press him further.

Mu Zhi’an gently patted the man’s shoulder. “Where’s Gongsun Zan?” he asked, his voice calm and pleasant.

The servant looked up, fear etched on his face. “Young Master Mu, I can’t tell you! If I do, Young Master Gongsun will have me killed!”

“If you tell me, only you might die. If you don’t… your entire family will suffer the consequences,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

The servant’s face turned pale.

He didn’t doubt Mu Zhi’an’s words for a second.

He was the notorious playboy of Tianxuan City. With the Mu family’s power, eliminating a commoner’s family was child’s play.

“H-He’s… he’s in the third room on the right!” the servant stammered.

Mu Zhi’an shoved him aside. “Keep them in line,” he instructed Bai Ruoxi.

She nodded. She glanced at the weeping servants and the Gongsun family cronies, who now hung their heads, realizing the gravity of their situation.

She frowned, a wave of disgust washing over her.

The strong preyed on the weak, and the weak preyed on the even weaker. It was a cycle of exploitation, and it sickened her.

Mu Zhi’an headed deeper into the courtyard, his eyes scanning the area. He found the third room and heard the faint sound of a woman crying from within.

He kicked the door open.

A young woman, her eyes filled with tears, cowered in fear, staring at Gongsun Zan.

When the door burst open, she looked up at Mu Zhi’an, a glimmer of hope flickering in her tear-filled eyes.

Gongsun Zan turned around, surprised to see Mu Zhi’an. “Young Master Mu? To what do we owe the pleasure?” he asked with a smirk.

Then, as if understanding dawned, he gestured towards the helpless young woman hanging from the ceiling. “I see… After you, Young Master Mu.”

“You know you’re not supposed to harm the residents during a raid,” Mu Zhi’an said calmly, his expression unchanged.

Gongsun Zan scoffed. He wiped his hands carelessly. “Come on, Young Master Mu. Everyone in Tianxuan City knows about your wicked deeds. Don’t pretend to be a good Samaritan. We’re both scum.”

He continued, “Scum shouldn’t make things difficult for other scum.”

“Let her go,” Mu Zhi’an said calmly.

Gongsun Zan hesitated, his eyes fixed on Mu Zhi’an.

Then, as if forcing himself to comply, he nodded. “Fine… Let her go, you say?”

His voice was laced with resentment and a slight tremor. He flicked his finger, and an invisible blade of air sliced through the rope. The young woman fell to the ground with a whimper.

Mu Zhi’an’s gaze locked onto Gongsun Zan.

“You’re the one who told me to let her go,” Gongsun Zan said, spreading his hands. “I was simply following your orders.”

He shook his head, clicking his tongue disapprovingly. “You know, Young Master Mu, I’m only being civil because you’re from the Mu family. But that doesn’t mean I’m afraid of you.”

“The Mu family might be powerful in Tianxuan City, but they can’t do whatever they want.”

“Besides, this is an official raid sanctioned by the imperial court. If you interfere, are you prepared to face the consequences?”

“Gongsun Zan, assaulting women and embezzling assets during a raid… are those part of your official duties as well?” Mu Zhi’an’s voice remained calm. “Do you honestly think the court will side with you if they learn of your actions?”

“We can discuss that later.”

Gongsun Zan turned away, a cruel smile twisting his lips. “But first, I have a beauty to enjoy!”

He crouched before the young woman, his fingers tracing the outline of her delicate face.

Tears streamed down her cheeks. She looked up at Mu Zhi’an, her eyes pleading for help, as if he was her last hope.

Gongsun Zan noticed her gaze but ignored it, a mocking smile on his face.

This wasn’t his first time doing something like this, and he’d never faced any consequences.

All he had to do was placate these people afterward, silence them with a bit of silver.

As for reporting him to the authorities…

Well, the Gongsun family would see to it that those reports never reached the right ears.

Clang.

The sound of a sword being drawn echoed through the room. Gongsun Zan turned his head slowly to see Mu Zhi’an standing behind him, the tip of his sword pointed at his forehead.

You wouldn’t dare…

A sneer curled Gongsun Zan’s lips. He reached for the young woman’s clothes.

The young woman, once a pampered daughter of a wealthy family, stared at him in despair, closing her eyes in resignation.

Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced his chest. His eyes widened in shock, and he looked down.

Mu Zhi’an’s sword had pierced his heart.

He turned his head with difficulty, staring at Mu Zhi’an in disbelief.

“You… You killed me… The Gongsun family won’t let you get away with this…”

His voice cut off abruptly.

Even in death, he couldn’t believe that Mu Zhi’an had actually dared to strike him down.

One of Gongsun Zan’s cronies, who had been watching from the shadows, screamed in terror. “Get… Get a doctor!”

Thud.

Bai Ruoxi stepped forward and struck the man on the back of his neck, knocking him unconscious.

She glanced at the trembling young woman, then at Gongsun Zan’s lifeless body. After a moment of silence, she handed Mu Zhi’an a handkerchief. “This… complicates your plans,” she said.

Their initial plan was to approach Gongsun Zan and gather information.

Now, they had killed him. While it was satisfying, it would undoubtedly cause trouble for the Mu family.

“It can’t be helped. Plans change,” Mu Zhi’an replied, wiping the blood from his brow. He looked at the terrified young woman, his voice soft. “But people… are adaptable.”

Chapter 11: Classic Two-Pronged Operation

Mu Zhi’an gently caressed Bai Ruoxi’s cool, smooth hand, his other hand holding a teacup as if lost in thought.

Beside him, Bai Ruoxi bit her lower lip. Unlike her usual haughty demeanor, she didn’t pull away from his touch. She stole a glance at him, then relaxed slightly.

After a long silence, she spoke, her voice soft. “Young Master Mu, have you made a decision regarding the Bai family?”

Mu Zhi’an, distracted by the pleasurable sensation of her touch, snapped out of his thoughts. He considered her question for a moment, then replied with a smile, “I need a bit more time.”

Bai Ruoxi, uncharacteristically, simply nodded, refraining from her usual insistent pleas.

Mu Zhi’an noticed her unusual compliance and studied her curiously.

She sat there, her ample bosom pressed lightly against the table, her slender fingers wrapped around a teacup. Two strands of hair had fallen loose, framing her delicate face, accentuating her breathtaking beauty.

However, a hint of worry, something he hadn’t seen before, clouded her brow.

He reached out and gently tucked the stray strands behind her ear. “Is something troubling you, Miss Bai?” he asked.

She glanced at him, but remained silent.

“Is it about the Bai family?” Mu Zhi’an chuckled, realizing the absurdity of his question.

Of course it was.

The precarious situation of her family was undoubtedly her biggest concern.

Bai Ruoxi shook her head slightly. She set down her teacup. “My worries are indeed related to the Bai family, Young Master Mu, but perhaps not in the way you imagine.”

She recalled her mother’s relentless probing over the past few days. Every night, the beautiful woman would visit her daughter’s room, lamenting the Bai family’s decline and subtly urging her to inquire about Mu Zhi’an’s decision.

It was because of her mother’s constant pressure that she had returned to the Mu Manor so early this morning.

And it was the reason for her current anxiety.

Mu Zhi’an looked at her intently. “It seems you’re not ready to share the source of your troubles, Miss Bai. That’s quite alright. You can tell me when you’re ready.”

Bai Ruoxi looked up at him, her voice soft. “Young Master Mu, is there truly no way you can help the Bai family?”

“I’ve already stated what I require in return for my assistance,” he replied with a smile.

“The Meridian Connecting Pill?” she murmured, her gaze dropping to her lap, her eyes filled with despair.

She looked up suddenly. “Would I… not suffice as—”

Mu Zhi’an placed a finger gently on her lips, silencing her. He shook his head, a playful smile on his face. “Miss Bai, you are a person, not a bargaining chip.”

If Wei Mengrou, who knew him all too well, had been present, she would have scoffed. You want both the Meridian Connecting Pill and Bai Ruoxi for free, don’t you? Why bother with the noble act?

But Bai Ruoxi was clearly taken aback.

She thought about her mother’s words, then Mu Zhi’an’s. A lump formed in her throat, and her eyes welled up.

One was a notorious playboy, the other her own mother. Yet, their words couldn’t have been more different.

Come to think of it.

Mu Zhi’an had said it before. She might have captivated him, but she hadn’t captivated the Mu family.

In other words, he had always seen her as a person, not a commodity to be traded. She had been the one misinterpreting his intentions.

Bai Ruoxi sighed softly and lowered her head.

Just half a month ago, she had been disgusted by Mu Zhi’an’s advances. His fawning behavior had irritated her. But now, she found herself not as repulsed by him.

She glanced at him, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions.

She still couldn’t understand why.

Was it because she needed his family’s help? Or had her perception of him truly changed?

Mu Zhi’an, oblivious to her thoughts, glanced at the curtain that separated them from the rest of the teahouse. He turned to Bai Ruoxi. “Miss Bai, would you mind asking the waiter to bring us a different type of tea? I’d like a change.”

Bai Ruoxi snapped out of her thoughts. “Of course,” she replied, rising to her feet and leaving the room.

Once she was gone, Mu Zhi’an poured himself another cup of tea. Then, he filled a third cup and placed it on the table.

“Why don’t you come in and have some tea?” he said with a smile. “You must have something important to tell me. Now’s the perfect time.”

After a moment of silence, the curtain was pulled aside, revealing the black-robed man. He glanced around the room, his gaze settling on Mu Zhi’an.

He stepped inside and, at Mu Zhi’an’s gesture, took a seat opposite him.

“You certainly know how to enjoy yourself, Young Master Mu,” the man said, his voice laced with a mix of admiration and sarcasm. “Spending time with courtesans, then cozying up to the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City… Such skills are truly enviable.”

It’s called a two-pronged approach. Mu Zhi’an set down his teacup. “Just get to the point. Bai Ruoxi will be back soon.”

The black-robed man nodded. “Two days from now, I need you to lure Ye Yu to the Dragon Head Forest. I’ll handle the rest. Afterward, Miss Bai will be all yours.”

The Dragon Head Forest was located west of Tianxuan City. A vast expanse of woodland, it was named for its resemblance to a dragon’s head when viewed from the sky.

The forest was teeming with monsters, making it the perfect place to dispose of Ye Yu discreetly.

“Well, Young Master Mu?” the black-robed man pressed. “Have you made up your mind?”

I’m the one who’s wooing her. Why are you acting like you’re doing me a favor… Mu Zhi’an snapped out of his thoughts. He smiled and nodded. “Very well. I’ll find a way to lure Ye Yu to the Dragon Head Forest within two days.”

The black-robed man’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “You’re a smart man, Young Master Mu. I won’t disturb your enjoyment any longer.”

With that, he vanished into thin air, leaving behind a wisp of black smoke.

Mu Zhi’an took a sip of his tea, a smirk playing on his lips.

Did that guy really think he was an idiot?

Lure Ye Yu to the Dragon Head Forest, and he’d handle the rest.

It sounded simple enough. But what if he decided to double-cross him after taking Ye Yu?

The moment Ye Yu disappeared, rumors would spread throughout Tianxuan City: “Mu Zhi’an lured Ye Yu into the Dragon Head Forest and abandoned him.”

The disappearance of a talented young man at the hands of Mu Zhi’an would undoubtedly provoke the Ye family’s wrath.

Even though the Ye family was in decline, public opinion would be on their side. The Mu family’s reputation would suffer.

As Mu Zhi’an pondered this, Bai Ruoxi returned, carrying a teapot. She sat down beside him, her gaze sweeping over the room.

“Was someone here?” she asked softly, sensing something amiss.

She was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, after all. It wasn’t difficult for her to pick up on subtle clues.

One of the reasons she’d allowed Mu Zhi’an to hold her hand earlier was to play along with him.

“Yes,” Mu Zhi’an replied, quickly changing the subject. “I’m a bit parched. Could you pour me some tea, please?”

He wasn’t sure if the black-robed man was truly gone. Now wasn’t the time to discuss anything important.

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes flickered. She met his gaze, and understanding seemed to dawn. She glanced towards the door, then nodded.

It seemed whoever was eavesdropping outside hadn’t left yet.

Mu Zhi’an watched her pour the tea, her movements graceful and elegant. He couldn’t help but smile.

That black-robed man was taking too much credit.

I’m the one who’s wooing her. What does he have to do with it?

Acting all high and mighty, as if he was doing me a favor… Who the hell did he think he was?

As Bai Ruoxi was about to set down the teapot, Mu Zhi’an reached out and gently placed his hand over hers.

She looked at him, startled.

“I’m a bit tired,” he said with a smile. “Could you pour me a cup, please?”

Bai Ruoxi hesitated, then nodded. She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“…Of course.”

Chapter 10: The Strategy

Bai Ruoxi sat in the side hall, the tea on the table long gone cold.

Her brows were furrowed, her lips pressed together in a worried frown. It was understandable. Mu Zhi’an had asked for a few days to consider their proposal, and two days had already passed. The longer they waited, the more the Bai family suffered. Under pressure from her mother, she had reluctantly returned to the Mu Manor.

A servant entered the hall and bowed respectfully. “Miss Bai.”

Bai Ruoxi looked up, her eyes filled with disappointment when she saw that Mu Zhi’an wasn’t with him. “Is Young Master Mu unavailable?” she asked softly.

“Young Master Mu has gone to the pleasure quarters,” the servant replied. “He asked you to wait for him at the teahouse across the street.”

“The pleasure quarters?” Bai Ruoxi repeated the words, her brow furrowing further.

She couldn’t understand his actions.

Who in their right mind would openly announce their visit to the pleasure quarters to a woman they were trying to court?

Unless… he wasn’t interested in her romantically at all.

But that was impossible.

There had to be another explanation.

Bai Ruoxi was intelligent, and she knew she was beautiful.

It wasn’t vanity, simply a statement of fact.

There truly was no woman in Tianxuan City more beautiful than her.

Those with similar features didn’t possess her assets. And those with similar assets lacked her beauty.

While Mu Zhi’an’s current behavior suggested a lack of interest, she refused to believe he was completely indifferent to her.

He must have a reason for going to the pleasure quarters. But what could it be?

She quickly collected herself, thanked the servant politely, and left the manor, taking the umbrella she’d borrowed last night.

…

The Pleasure Quarters.

Mu Zhi’an lounged on a plush couch, a beautiful courtesan named Yang Yanyan massaging his shoulders. “You haven’t visited in a while, Young Master Mu,” she said softly. “Have you found a new interest?”

Most people in Tianxuan City avoided Mu Zhi’an like the plague. But here, in the pleasure quarters, he was a welcome guest.

For one, he was quite handsome, and his company was generally pleasant. For another, he was a generous tipper.

There weren’t many wealthy young men in Tianxuan City who were willing to spend lavishly, and Mu Zhi’an was one of them.

Mu Zhi’an smiled, patting her delicate hand. “I’ve been busy with family matters lately. Haven’t had much time for leisure.”

Yang Yanyan’s eyes flickered. She smiled seductively. “Of course, Young Master Mu. You must be exhausted.”

She didn’t believe for a second that this wastrel was actually handling family affairs, but she wasn’t about to contradict him.

Mu Zhi’an saw through her disbelief but chose not to address it.

He enjoyed her massage, sipped his tea, and chatted idly with her.

Then, as if casually, he asked, “Has Gongsun Zan been here lately?”

Yang Yanyan paused, her fingers still kneading his shoulders. “I saw him here last night,” she replied after a moment of thought. “But I wasn’t the one who entertained him.”

The courtesans of the pleasure quarters generally sold their companionship, not their bodies. Yang Yanyan was no exception. Unless she took a particular liking to a client, or the offer was too tempting to resist, she usually left after her performance.

“Has he been here today?” Mu Zhi’an asked.

Yang Yanyan shook her head. “I’m not sure. Why do you ask, Young Master Mu?”

She looked at him curiously.

While Gongsun Zan came from a powerful family, unlike Mu Zhi’an, he wasn’t particularly well-liked, even among the courtesans.

For one, he had a reputation for cruelty. And for another, he wasn’t very attractive.

Mu Zhi’an gave her backside a playful pat. “Why are you so curious?”

She giggled, wriggling away from his touch. “You’re terrible!”

She didn’t actually try to stop him, though.

After a moment of hesitation, she leaned in close, lowering her voice.

“Speaking of which, I overheard something interesting yesterday from one of the girls who entertained Young Master Gongsun.”

Mu Zhi’an raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What was it?”

She glanced around as if afraid of being overheard.

“I hear Gongsun Zan is planning to raid someone’s home today,” she whispered.

Mu Zhi’an’s mind raced.

Raids weren’t uncommon in Tianxuan City. The Gongsun, Mu, and Bai families all had close ties to the imperial court. They were often tasked with handling such matters.

While the official line was that all confiscated assets were to be turned over to the court, the three families always managed to skim a little off the top. It was an unspoken agreement.

“Whose home?” Mu Zhi’an asked.

Yang Yanyan shook her head. “I don’t know. Gongsun Zan didn’t say.”

Mu Zhi’an hummed thoughtfully.

Since Gongsun Zan was busy with a raid today, he’d have to wait to approach him. He set down his teacup and stood up.

“Leaving already, Young Master Mu?” Yang Yanyan asked, sounding surprised.

Mu Zhi’an smiled. “I have some matters to attend to. I’ll be back another time.”

Despite her attempts to persuade him to stay, he politely declined.

He left the pleasure quarters and was about to head to the teahouse across the street when he saw a man walking towards him.

The man was of average appearance, in his early thirties, with thin lips and shifty eyes that gave him a sinister air. He exuded an aura of arrogance and recklessness. His face alone was enough to make people want to avoid him.

This was Gongsun Zan, the third young master of the Gongsun family.

If Mu Zhi’an’s “bad boy” persona was more of the charming rogue type, Gongsun Zan was the epitome of a ruthless bully. He didn’t care about appearances. With the Gongsun family’s power, he could get away with anything. There was no need to pretend.

Just as I thought, he showed up. Mu Zhi’an smiled. “Young Master Gongsun. Just arrived?”

Gongsun Zan paused, surprised that Mu Zhi’an would greet him so casually.

Despite their shared reputation, they’d never really interacted before.

He nodded curtly. “Haven’t seen you around lately, Young Master Mu. Thought you’d finally turned over a new leaf. Or perhaps you were grounded?”

His words sounded like a greeting, but there was a mocking undertone to them.

It was understandable. Gongsun Zan looked down on Mu Zhi’an, or perhaps he was simply jealous of him.

They were both notorious playboys, but Mu Zhi’an was treated far better in the pleasure quarters. There had been times when courtesans had refused Gongsun Zan’s advances.

But Mu Zhi’an had never been rejected.

It was all thanks to his handsome face, which had a certain appeal to women.

Before Mu Zhi’an could respond, Gongsun Zan bowed slightly. “I have some matters to attend to. Please excuse me, Young Master Mu.”

He brushed past Mu Zhi’an and entered the pleasure quarters, throwing a dismissive glance at the other man’s handsome face.

So what if he was from the Mu family? He was still a good-for-nothing, just like him, seeking validation from the women of the pleasure quarters.

He even had the audacity to pursue Bai Ruoxi?

Did he honestly think that proud woman would even look his way?

“Enjoy yourself, Young Master Gongsun,” Mu Zhi’an replied, returning the bow. He noticed the other man’s sneer but simply smiled, unfazed.

Why not indulge him?

Within the Gongsun family, Gongsun Zan held the lowest position. Even his younger brothers bossed him around.

This was because, at the age of thirty-two, he was still stuck at Qi Condensation, showing no signs of progress or ambition.

However, this made him an easy target for extracting information.

He just needed to spend a bit more time with him. People like Gongsun Zan, with their fragile egos, were easy to manipulate.

Mu Zhi’an watched as Gongsun Zan disappeared into the pleasure quarters. He smiled to himself, then turned and entered the teahouse across the street.

Bai Ruoxi was already waiting for him in a private room. Today, she wore a low-cut white dress, revealing a hint of cleavage, which added to her allure. Her long, slender legs were crossed elegantly, and her flawless face was a vision of beauty.

Her eyes lit up when she saw him. “Young Master Mu, please sit.”

She gestured to the seat across from her.

Mu Zhi’an smiled and sat down beside her instead.

Bai Ruoxi glanced at him but didn’t object.

She poured him a cup of tea, then asked softly, “You went to the pleasure quarters. I assume you had important business there?”

“You’re as perceptive as ever, Miss Bai,” Mu Zhi’an replied with a smile. “I went to see Gongsun Zan.”

“The third young master of the Gongsun family?” Bai Ruoxi frowned.

The Gongsun family was one of the main culprits behind the Bai family’s current predicament. It was only natural for her to react negatively to their name.

Mu Zhi’an took a sip of his tea. “I received a report from my spy today,” he continued. “It seems Gongsun Zan and Ye Yu have been in close contact.”

“Ye Yu? Why would he be with Gongsun Zan?” Bai Ruoxi sounded incredulous.

The Ye and Bai families had a long-standing connection. Even if they weren’t willing to help the Bai family, they shouldn’t be collaborating with the Gongsun family.

Mu Zhi’an chuckled. “They must have gotten wind of our arrangement and decided to use Ye Yu to disrupt things.”

“They probably leaked the information about your visit to the Mu Manor to Ye Yu.”

Bai Ruoxi’s cheeks flushed at the word “arrangement.” She stole a glance at Mu Zhi’an. “I apologize for Ye Yu’s behavior that night,” she murmured.

Since that night, she’d been worried that Mu Zhi’an, angered by Ye Yu’s actions, would refuse to help the Bai family.

He’d sent her home with an umbrella and promised to consider her request, but she couldn’t be sure of his true intentions.

Mu Zhi’an reached out and took her hand, his touch gentle. “Why are you apologizing for Ye Yu’s actions, Miss Bai?” he asked with a smile. “What does he have to do with you?”

Bai Ruoxi froze, her eyes meeting his. They were filled with a mix of emotions.

Sometimes, she couldn’t tell if she’d submitted to him out of desperation… or something else.

The teahouse was located directly across from the pleasure quarters. It was a popular spot for officials and wealthy merchants to relax after a night of entertainment.

Mu Zhi’an’s private room was secluded, away from the main traffic.

He glanced at the curtain that separated them from the rest of the teahouse. He thought he saw a figure retreating hastily behind it.

Someone was eavesdropping?

Was it someone from the Gongsun family or the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce?

No, They wouldn’t dare. The consequences of being caught spying on the Mu family were severe.

Could it be that mysterious black-robed man who wanted Ye Yu?

Mu Zhi’an considered this for a moment. He kept hold of Bai Ruoxi’s hand, then leaned in close, his lips brushing against her ear. He whispered something to her, his voice low and husky.

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes widened slightly. A blush crept up her cheeks. After a moment of silence, she replied softly, “You’re right, Young Master Mu. His actions have nothing to do with me.”

Chapter 9: Ye Yu’s Secret

Mu Manor.

In a spacious and well-lit study, Mu Zhi’an leaned back in his chair, engrossed in a thin booklet.

In the world of cultivation, theoretical knowledge was just as important as practical training.

The Mu family, with its abundant resources, possessed detailed records on every aspect of cultivation, from Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment to Core Formation and Nascent Soul. Mu Zhi’an was currently at the third level of Foundation Establishment, still a long way from Core Formation. However, studying the insights of his predecessors would undoubtedly prove beneficial in the future.

After skimming through the booklet, Mu Zhi’an sighed. “My past self was a bit of an idiot,” he mused, “but at least he wasn’t stupid enough to indulge in pleasures before reaching Foundation Establishment.”

The formal path of cultivation began with Qi Condensation.

The ideal age for Qi Condensation was between ten and fifteen, a time when children’s fascination with the opposite sex was relatively subdued. They weren’t yet preoccupied with certain matters, making it the perfect age to focus on cultivation.

One of the most important requirements for Qi Condensation was to maintain one’s purity. This applied to both men and women.

Even the old Mu Zhi’an, obsessed with pleasure as he was, had waited until reaching Foundation Establishment before indulging in such pursuits.

Losing one’s purity before forming a Dantian made it incredibly difficult, if not impossible, to progress in cultivation.

As Mu Zhi’an continued reading, a flash of iridescent light caught his eye near the window.

“Another paper crane?” he murmured, his gaze sharpening.

He reached out a finger, and the crane, trailing a shimmering rainbow, flew towards him and landed gently on his fingertip.

“The spiritual energy on this crane is the same as yesterday’s.” Mu Zhi’an’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. “The speed of this reply suggests the sender the sender be in Tianxuan City?”

Paper cranes were a common method of communication among cultivators. They could be sent to specific recipients or allowed to fly aimlessly, like messages in a bottle.

The speed of delivery depended on the distance.

For the reply to arrive so quickly, the sender had to be either in Tianxuan City… or a high-level cultivator capable of manipulating space.

However, the latter was highly unlikely.

Why would such a powerful being have the worries of a lovesick teenager?

As he pondered this, Mu Zhi’an unfolded the crane and read the message.

“The handwriting… it’s definitely the same person,” he thought to himself.

The message contained a request for advice on matters of the heart.

The sender was unsure how to prepare for their first journey away from their family. Should they leave a letter? Should they inform their elders?

Driven by a desire to help, Mu Zhi’an considered her questions carefully, then picked up his brush and ink and penned a thoughtful reply.

He folded the paper back into the shape of a crane and tossed it out the window.

The crane flapped its paper wings and soared into the sky.

“I hope my advice helps that ‘caged bird’ young lady,” Mu Zhi’an murmured, watching as the crane disappeared from view.

After spending some more time reading in his study, Mu Zhi’an left and headed to the main hall, where he summoned a servant. “Dispatch a spy to keep an eye on Ye Yu of the Ye family,” he instructed. “Report back to me immediately if you notice anything unusual.”

Ye Yu’s behavior yesterday had been far too composed for someone who had supposedly lost his talent and fallen into despair.

It warranted further investigation.

Ye Yu?

The servant was clearly confused. Why would the young master want to waste resources spying on a cripple?

However, he didn’t question the order. He simply bowed and replied, “Yes, Young Master,” before leaving the hall.

Knowing too much was rarely a good thing, especially for servants.

Now… to wait for the report.

Mu Zhi’an poured himself a cup of tea and relaxed in the hall for a while. Then, he headed to the training grounds for his daily session with Wei Mengrou.

She was already waiting for him, her sword strapped to her back. She wore a dark blue top and a patterned skirt, her ample bosom straining against the fabric, lending her a dignified beauty.

Curvaceous figure, long legs. No wonder my past self couldn’t resist her. Mu Zhi’an couldn’t help but steal a few glances at her, admiring her physique.

Unfortunately, she was a Core Formation Realm cultivator. If she wasn’t willing, no one could force her to do anything.

Wei Mengrou glanced at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes. “I didn’t expect you to last two days,” she remarked.

The old Mu Zhi’an would have been whining and complaining by now, begging to skip training. He’d probably be sneaking off to the pleasure quarters to enjoy the company of courtesans and drown himself in wine.

Yet, here he was, bright and early, ready to train.

Had the sun risen in the west?

Mu Zhi’an simply smiled in response. “I intend to keep this up.”

Wei Mengrou raised an eyebrow. “Let’s hope so.”

She paused, then asked, “Did you have someone investigate Ye Yu?”

Mu Zhi’an nodded. “He’s acting strangely. It’s piqued my curiosity.”

How did Ye Yu know that Bai Ruoxi was at the Mu Manor last night?

Someone must have leaked the information.

And their motives were clear. They wanted to stir up Ye Yu’s hatred for the Mu family and prevent them from interfering with the Bai family’s downfall.

They were worried that Bai Ruoxi’s offer would sway the Mu family into protecting the Bai family, so they used Ye Yu as a pawn.

The answer was obvious. The leak had to come from either the Gongsun family, the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce, or both.

“The spiritual energy I sensed from Ye Yu last night was quite strong,” Wei Mengrou said. “He’s at least at the seventh level of Qi Condensation.”

Mu Zhi’an’s eyes widened. “I thought he couldn’t cultivate anymore. He couldn’t even absorb spiritual energy, and his Dantian was leaking. He was a cripple. Does this mean he’s solved the problem?”

Wei Mengrou nodded.

“I saw him on the street two months ago. He wasn’t even at Qi Condensation then.” She paused. “To go from a cripple to the seventh level of Qi Condensation in less than two months. That Ye Yu truly is a genius.”

Mu Zhi’an nodded slowly.

Genius was an understatement. This was monstrous.

Normally, the most challenging aspect of Qi Condensation was forming a Dantian, a process that usually took two to three years.

For Ye Yu to regain his cultivation and reach the seventh level in just two months.

It was terrifying.

However, this couldn’t be solely attributed to his own talent.

There had to be a secret, something hidden, something that had drawn the attention of that mysterious black-robed man. Why else would he insist on taking Ye Yu after the deed was done?

Mu Zhi’an refused to believe that a Core Formation expert would travel all the way to Tianxuan City without a motive.

…Unless that black-robed man was interested in men and had taken a liking to Ye Yu?

Mu Zhi’an shook his head, pushing the absurd thought aside. He raised his sword, pointing it at Wei Mengrou. “Shall we begin, Mengrou?”

“Very well,” she replied, her tone still cool and distant.

However, as she raised her own sword to meet his, her gaze softened ever so slightly.

…

For the next two days, Mu Zhi’an received replies from the same paper crane every day.

The “caged bird” girl, initially hesitant, had gradually warmed up to his encouragement. In today’s letter, she declared her intention to finally leave her family and seek her own freedom.

Mu Zhi’an was happy for her. He wrote back, offering words of encouragement and reminding her to bring money.

Yes… He suspected she was a sheltered soul, accustomed to having servants cater to her every need. She probably wouldn’t even think to bring money or provisions for her journey.

He folded the message into a crane and tossed it out the window.

That afternoon, as Mu Zhi’an sat in his study reading, a soft knock sounded on the door.

“Young Master, I’ve returned.”

It was the spy he’d sent to monitor Ye Yu.

Back so soon? There must be something.

Mu Zhi’an’s voice was serious. “Enter.”

The man, his face veiled in black cloth, entered the study and bowed respectfully. “As you predicted, Young Master, there’s something strange about that Ye Yu.”

He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, who seemed calm and composed. “This morning, the Ye family held a clan competition. Ye Yu defeated several talented members of his clan. Based on my observations, his strength is at least at the seventh level of Qi Condensation.”

Mengrou was right, as expected of a Core Formation expert. Mu Zhi’an nodded inwardly. “Anything else?”

“Ye Yu has been spending a lot of time with the third young master of the Gongsun family,” the spy reported.

“Why would Ye Yu associate with Gongsun Zan?”

Mu Zhi’an frowned, surprised by this news.

The Gongsun family patriarch had six children. The third son, Gongsun Zan, was as notorious in Tianxuan City as Mu Zhi’an himself.

However, if they were to compare their reputations, Mu Zhi’an was still a few steps above Gongsun Zan.

Gongsun Zan pursued any woman who caught his fancy, regardless of whether they were married or not. Mu Zhi’an, on the other hand, at least drew the line at respectable women.

He usually confined his attentions to courtesans, and while he occasionally pursued other women, he generally tried to win their hearts through courtship.

In any era, money made courtship easier. And Mu Zhi’an, with his good looks and charm, had no trouble attracting female attention.

In short, most people in Tianxuan City avoided Gongsun Zan like the plague.

Logically, Ye Yu should be aware of Gongsun Zan’s reputation and steer clear of him. So why was he associating with him.?

Mu Zhi’an pondered this for a moment. He dismissed the spy, then left his study and headed towards the courtyard entrance.

“Are you going out, Young Master?”

Elder Ren, who was tending to the flowers in the courtyard, looked up as Mu Zhi’an approached.

“Yes. I’m going to the pleasure quarters,” Mu Zhi’an replied.

Elder Ren: “?”

Mu Zhi’an’s visits to the pleasure quarters were usually clandestine affairs. If caught, he’d try to laugh it off or make excuses. Why was he being so upfront today?

Had he finally decided to drop the act?

“I’m going there to meet someone,” Mu Zhi’an added.

Gongsun Zan was a regular at the pleasure quarters. He wanted to see if he could glean any information from him.

Elder Ren simply hummed in response. “Just remember to be discreet, Young Master.”

He clearly didn’t believe Mu Zhi’an’s explanation.

Meeting someone at the pleasure quarters? Who could that be?

A courtesan?

Mu Zhi’an didn’t bother explaining further. He smiled and was about to leave the courtyard when a servant hurried towards him.

“Young Master, Miss Bai Ruoxi requests an audience in the side hall,” the servant said, his eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and envy.

He was curious why the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City had been frequenting the Mu Manor lately. He was envious because the young master got to spend time with her… Who knew what might be going on between them?

If the people of Tianxuan City knew that Mu Zhi’an had won her over, they’d probably lose sleep over it.

“Bai Ruoxi is here?”

Mu Zhi’an paused, then said, “Tell her to wait for me at the teahouse across from the pleasure quarters.”

The servant stared at him, dumbfounded. “Young Master, If Miss Bai asks where you’ve gone, what should I tell her?”

“Tell her the truth,” Mu Zhi’an replied with a smile.

“Or just tell her I’m at the pleasure quarters.”

Chapter 8: Patience √, Classic Protagonist Move

Bai Ruoxi stood outside the Mu Manor, staring blankly into the night.

The rain poured down relentlessly, the rhythmic drumming of water against the ground creating a hazy white curtain.

She had stormed out of the manor in a fit of anger, forgetting to take an umbrella. But returning now would mean encountering Mu Zhi’an again.

After the incident with Ye Yu and the spilled tea, she worried that seeing her might remind Mu Zhi’an of the unpleasant encounter and sour his mood.

It wasn’t an unreasonable concern. The old Mu Zhi’an was known for his petty grudges. While he’d seemed different these past two days, she couldn’t be sure if it was genuine or a carefully crafted facade.

But leaving without an umbrella meant getting drenched. Bai Ruoxi hesitated, gazing at the downpour.

“Ruoxi, let me walk you home.”

To her surprise, Ye Yu, who had already left, reappeared at the entrance. He smiled at her and reached out as if to take her hand.

A rainy night, a girl without an umbrella, and a boy who had returned to offer shelter. Such a scene would soften even the most hardened heart.

However, the events that had just transpired within the Mu Manor cast a dark shadow over this seemingly romantic gesture.

The sight of Ye Yu filled Bai Ruoxi with inexplicable anger. She swatted his hand away. “Control yourself, Young Master Ye!”

Ye Yu bristled, but he swallowed his retort, muttering instead, “And you think barging into the Mu Manor late at night is appropriate behavior?”

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes flashed. “I came to see Young Master Mu to discuss important matters,” she said coldly. “There’s nothing going on between us, contrary to what your imagination might be conjuring. Believe it or not.”

“He threatened you, didn’t he?” Ye Yu demanded.

“Don’t be fooled by Mu Zhi’an, Ruoxi! You know his reputation! Even if you offer him your body, there’s no guarantee he’ll help you or your family!”

“He didn’t threaten me!” Bai Ruoxi retorted.

Ye Yu frowned. “If he didn’t threaten you, then why were you at the Mu Manor so late at night? Did you go there willingly?”

This was the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City. Countless men secretly yearned for her. Even Mu Zhi’an had pursued her relentlessly. It was no secret.

Ye Yu refused to believe that Mu Zhi’an wouldn’t exploit this opportunity to his advantage.

He wouldn’t put it past Mu Zhi’an to force himself on her. Hell, even he, Ye Yu, had harbored such thoughts.

Rain pattered against the ground, shrouding the street in a misty fog.

Bai Ruoxi stood there, her lips parted, but no words came out.

She couldn’t bring herself to admit that she’d been forced to come here by her mother.

Ye Yu’s heart burned with jealousy.

He was right.

Mu Zhi’an must have taken advantage of her. That’s why she was so hesitant to answer.

Her sudden coldness towards him.

It must be because Mu Zhi’an had poisoned her mind against him…

No, wait…

The Mu family was powerful. Maybe she was pretending to be cold towards him to protect him from their wrath… Ye Yu clung to this possibility, a glimmer of hope dispelling some of the jealousy that gnawed at him.

He looked at her earnestly. “Ruoxi, I’m not the same person I used to be. Give me six months… no, three months! I’ll reach the Foundation Establishment Realm! I promise!”

He was the Chosen One, blessed with immense destiny. Tianxuan City was merely his starting point.

Give him time, and he would surpass everyone in this city.

He had no doubt.

Because recently, he’d encountered a life-changing opportunity.

“Three months? You think you can reach Foundation Establishment in three months?” Bai Ruoxi scoffed.

Ye Yu smiled confidently. “Want to make a bet?”

Bai Ruoxi frowned. “No, thank you. Whether it’s true or not, it’s none of my concern.”

Ye Yu faltered. He forced a smile. “What are you talking about, Ruoxi? You’re my fiancée!”

“That was an arrangement made by our parents. If you’re so eager to get married, go talk to them.”

The Ye family, once prosperous, had conducted business with the Bai family. The two families had agreed to betroth their children, solidifying their bond.

However, the Ye family had fallen from grace, their status declining. While the Bai family patriarch, concerned about appearances, had refrained from breaking off the engagement, both Bai Yuanfeng and Bai Ruoxi were dissatisfied with the arrangement. The former believed Ye Yu was no longer worthy of her daughter and sought a more suitable match.

The latter simply resented having her future dictated from birth.

Bai Ruoxi ignored him and stepped out into the rain.

“Miss Bai!”

A voice called out from behind her.

She turned to see a maid from the Mu Manor hurrying towards her with an umbrella. “Young Master Mu asked me to bring you this,” the maid said. “He said the rain is heavy tonight, and you can return it whenever you have time.”

Bai Ruoxi was taken aback. Then, as if understanding dawned, a flicker of joy lit up her eyes. She took the umbrella.

“Please thank your young master for me. I’ll return it soon.”

The maid smiled and nodded, then turned and headed back into the manor.

Bai Ruoxi, ignoring Ye Yu completely, opened the umbrella and walked away.

Ye Yu watched her go, reaching out instinctively as if to stop her.

But his hand fell back to his side, limp and defeated.

It wasn’t time yet. He just needed a little more time to cultivate, to regain his former glory. Then, she would surely come back to him.

He would amaze everyone in Tianxuan City!

Ye Yu clenched his fists.

For now, all he could do was wait.

…

Bai Ruoxi returned to the Bai Manor, her umbrella shielding her from the rain. It was late, and the manor was deserted.

As she walked down a long corridor, she passed her mother’s room. A warm, familiar voice called out from within.

“Ruoxi? Is that you? You’re back early.”

“Come in and chat with your mother.”

She just wants to know how my meeting went.

Bai Ruoxi thought to herself, a cold smile playing on her lips. “I’ll be right there, Mother.”

She opened the door and found her mother, clad in a nightgown, sitting in a chair. Bai Yuanfeng poured her daughter a cup of tea.

“Have some tea. You must be cold.”

“Thank you, Mother,” Bai Ruoxi replied softly, taking the cup.

“Did things wrap up quickly with Young Master Mu?” Bai Yuanfeng asked, her tone laced with suggestive innuendo.

As expected…

A flicker of anger flashed in Bai Ruoxi’s eyes. “He didn’t touch me,” she said quietly.

Bai Yuanfeng’s expression changed. “He rejected you again?!”

“Not exactly… He said I should return the umbrella sometime in the next few days,” Bai Ruoxi replied.

Bai Yuanfeng frowned, worry creasing her brow. “He’s giving himself more time to consider. What does he want?”

“The Meridian Connecting Pill, I imagine,” Bai Ruoxi said, her voice filled with a mix of emotions.

She finally understood her mistake. Mu Zhi’an had indeed liked her… perhaps he still did. But he was thinking in terms of the Mu family’s interests. To intervene, they needed something of value in return—the Meridian Connecting Pill, not her.

As he had said, she might have captivated him, but she hadn’t captivated the Mu family.

Remembering his words and the way he’d held her hand, a blush crept up her cheeks.

“Ruoxi?” Bai Yuanfeng called out, noticing her daughter’s distracted state.

Bai Ruoxi snapped out of her thoughts. “By the way, Mother,” she asked, “has Father returned yet?”

The Bai family patriarch had gone to an auction in a neighboring city three days ago. Even accounting for delays, he should have been back by now.

Bai Yuanfeng hesitated, a troubled look on her face.

Bai Ruoxi’s heart sank. “Did something happen to Father?”

Bai Yuanfeng sighed softly. “He was ambushed on his way back. He’s gravely injured. We’ve taken him to a safe place to recover.”

“But even if he recovers, he’ll never reach the Nascent Soul Realm.”

The Bai family patriarch was at the peak of Core Formation. He was just one step away from reaching the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, he’d been stuck at this bottleneck for six years. They had spent a fortune gathering the necessary materials to refine a Meridian Connecting Pill.

He’d hoped to use the pill to break through, but he’d been ambushed and critically injured before he could even return home.

Even if he recovered, the injuries would leave lasting damage, shattering his hopes of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm.

Bai Ruoxi was devastated. Then, a thought struck her. “So the Meridian Connecting Pill is useless now?”

The Meridian Connecting Pill was a treasure meant for cultivators on the verge of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm. It increased the chances of a successful breakthrough to seventy percent and even offered temporary protection against the Heavenly Tribulation.

However, it had no effect on cultivators who weren’t at the peak of Core Formation.

Bai Yuanfeng sighed. “I know what you’re thinking, Ruoxi. But the Meridian Connecting Pill is priceless. We can’t give it to the Mu family.”

The Mu family was already dominant. If they obtained the Meridian Connecting Pill and used it to help one of their own reach the Nascent Soul Realm, their power would become absolute. The other families would be crushed under their heel.

That was not a future Bai Yuanfeng wanted to see.

The Meridian Connecting Pill is priceless, but your own daughter is expendable… Bai Ruoxi thought bitterly. “It’s late, Mother,” she said quietly. “I’m going to bed.”

She rose to her feet and left the room.

The next morning.

Bai Ruoxi woke up and turned to her maid.

“Go and find out if Young Master Ye was attacked last night,” she instructed.

Mu Zhi’an had been doused with tea last night, yet he’d remained calm. She wanted to know if it was an act for her benefit or if he’d secretly retaliated against Ye Yu later.

The old Mu Zhi’an was notorious for his vindictiveness. He never let an insult go unanswered. And with his powerful bodyguard, few dared to cross him, fearing Wei Mengrou’s wrath.

After a while, the maid returned. She knocked softly on the door. “Miss, Young Master Ye is fine.”

Bai Ruoxi sat before a bronze mirror, gazing at her own reflection. “I see,” she said calmly. “You’re dismissed.”

As the maid left, a strange light flickered in Bai Ruoxi’s eyes. She placed her hand on her chest, taking a deep breath.

It seemed Mu Zhi’an truly had changed.

Chapter 7: Let the Bullet Fly

Ye Yu, the fallen genius, and Bai Ruoxi’s childhood sweetheart.

In the past, Ye Yu had soared from Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment in less than a year. Such talent was unheard of, even in Tianxuan City.

However, six months ago, his cultivation had inexplicably regressed. Now, he was no more than a cripple, unable to even maintain the most basic level of cultivation.

As for why he was here at the Mu Manor… word of Bai Ruoxi’s visit must have reached him.

Interesting. Mu Zhi’an took a sip of his tea, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

In order to change his fate as a supporting character, he had deliberately acted against type.

For example, if the old Mu Zhi’an had been subjected to Bai Ruoxi’s advances, he wouldn’t have been able to control himself. He would have undoubtedly taken advantage of the situation.

And that’s when Ye Yu, the “protagonist,” would have made his grand entrance, rescuing his damsel in distress and winning her heart.

Bai Ruoxi, who already harbored resentment towards their arranged marriage, would have likely developed feelings for her hero.

However, Mu Zhi’an had chosen a different path. Not only had he agreed to consider helping the Bai family, but he had also earned Bai Ruoxi’s gratitude.

With this turn of events, the usual face-slapping trope was unlikely to play out.

Still, it wouldn’t hurt to observe a little longer.

“Miss Bai,” Mu Zhi’an said with a smile, “aren’t you going to greet your childhood sweetheart?”

Bai Ruoxi frowned slightly. “Don’t tease me, Young Master Mu,” she replied softly. “We were merely childhood companions. We aren’t that close.”

For some reason, his words left her feeling inexplicably annoyed.

“Very well.”

Mu Zhi’an chuckled, unconcerned by her reaction. He raised his voice. “Elder Ren! Show him in.”

As if an invisible barrier had been lifted, a young man in a plain robe rushed into the hall, his face etched with worry.

“Miss Bai, it’s getting late,” Mu Zhi’an said casually. “Since Young Master Ye is here to escort you home, I’ll leave you in his capable hands.”

“I’m perfectly capable of returning on my own,” Bai Ruoxi said, frowning. She couldn’t shake off the inexplicable wave of disgust that washed over her at the sight of Ye Yu.

The young man strode towards them, his gaze sweeping over Bai Ruoxi before landing on Mu Zhi’an. He wasn’t conventionally handsome, but there was a certain charm to his features.

His eyes narrowed slightly. He stepped in front of Bai Ruoxi, facing the other man. “Don’t worry, Ruoxi,” he said, his voice firm. “I’ll protect you.”

His eyes held a flicker of the confidence he’d possessed in his days as a prodigy.

Others might see him as a failure, but they didn’t know that he was on the verge of a breakthrough. He had already reached the peak of Qi Condensation. One more step, and he would reclaim his rightful place as a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

He might have fallen behind his peers, but with his talent, he was confident he would catch up within three months.

He had no doubt.

Recently, he’d encountered a fortuitous opportunity within his clan.

The old Ye Yu, the monstrous genius, was back. And he was determined to prove it to the world, especially to Bai Ruoxi.

However, before he could continue, Bai Ruoxi cut him off with a cold stare. “I don’t need your protection.”

There had been a time, when they were younger, when she had seen him as an older brother figure. But ever since she’d learned of their arranged marriage, her attitude towards him had shifted drastically.

She hated the feeling of having her life planned out for her, especially when she had never harbored any romantic feelings for him.

Ye Yu faltered, then seemed to realize something. He whirled around to face Mu Zhi’an, his eyes blazing with fury. “You threatened her, didn’t you?!”

“Have you no shame, Young Master Mu?!”

His gaze was filled with unconcealed hatred.

It wasn’t difficult to understand his anger. His childhood sweetheart, the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City, had come to the home of this notorious playboy late at night. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what might have transpired.

A faint blush still lingered on Bai Ruoxi’s cheeks, lending her an air of alluring charm that she usually didn’t possess.

He’d never even held her hand, and yet…

Ye Yu’s fists clenched involuntarily, his eyes burning with rage.

Mu Zhi’an simply smiled pleasantly. “I assure you, Young Master Ye, I haven’t done anything.”

“You expect me to believe that you didn’t force Ruoxi to come here tonight? Do you even hear yourself, Young Master Mu?!”

The entire city knew of Mu Zhi’an’s pursuit of Bai Ruoxi. With the Bai family in such a precarious position, Bai Ruoxi had no choice but to seek help from the Mu family.

And Ye Yu refused to believe that this notorious playboy wouldn’t take advantage of the situation.

Well, if you insist.

Mu Zhi’an chuckled inwardly. “Is that all, Young Master Ye?”

Ye Yu clenched his fists tighter, his gaze unwavering. “Don’t you have anything else to say for yourself?”

Mu Zhi’an pretended to ponder this for a moment. “You mean my impressions? Quite delightful, actually.”

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes widened. Remembering her earlier actions, she glared at Mu Zhi’an, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. However, she didn’t offer an explanation.

Ye Yu, seeing red, couldn’t hold back any longer. He lunged at Mu Zhi’an, his fist cocked back.

Before his fist could connect, Bai Ruoxi reacted. She stepped between them, intercepting Ye Yu’s attack. “Young Master Mu was merely joking,” she said, her voice laced with annoyance. “He didn’t lay a finger on me.”

Ye Yu refused to listen. “Ruoxi, if he forced himself on you, just tell me. The Mu family might be powerful, but that doesn’t give them the right to treat you like this!”

“He was just teasing you, Ye Yu. Young Master Mu isn’t that kind of person,” Bai Ruoxi said through gritted teeth.

Mu Zhi’an had finally agreed to consider helping the Bai family. If Ye Yu’s actions ruined everything, the consequences would be dire.

“Don’t be naive, Ruoxi!” Ye Yu scoffed. “Everyone knows what Mu Zhi’an is capable of! You honestly expect me to believe that he invited you here late at night and didn’t try anything?”

Bai Ruoxi snapped. “What do you want from me? Do you want me to strip naked and prove it to you?!”

She was furious. To be accused of something she hadn’t done, especially in front of Mu Zhi’an… it was infuriating!

Ye Yu froze, taken aback by her outburst.

Bai Ruoxi’s attire today was particularly alluring. Her white skin seemed to glow in the candlelight, drawing the eye.

Ye Yu’s gaze lingered on her flushed cheeks, and he swallowed involuntarily.

Bai Ruoxi noticed his reaction, and her disgust deepened. She shoved him away. “Don’t ever come near me again.”

“Ruoxi, wait!” Ye Yu pleaded. “Even if the Bai family is struggling, we can face it together! I’m not the same person I used to be. You don’t have to lower yourself to this… I can protect you!”

“What I choose to do with my body is none of your business!” Bai Ruoxi snapped.

Ye Yu stared at her, his heart consumed by a jealous rage.

She’d changed. The old Bai Ruoxi would never have spoken to him like this. But tonight, she was cold and distant. And it was all because of Mu Zhi’an!

He grabbed his teacup and hurled its contents at Mu Zhi’an.

Mu Zhi’an didn’t even flinch. He simply raised a hand, stopping Wei Mengrou, who was about to intervene, from stepping forward.

Wei Mengrou bit back a sigh, watching the drama unfold with a detached amusement.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Bai Ruoxi cried, rushing forward and pushing Ye Yu aside. She whipped out a handkerchief and began dabbing at the tea stain on Mu Zhi’an’s clothes.

She whirled around to face Ye Yu, her eyes blazing. “Get out!”

Ye Yu stood there, stunned and speechless. “But Ruoxi, let me take you home—”

“We’re not even friends, Ye Yu. I don’t need you to walk me home! I can take care of myself!”

Her words were a clear message, both to Ye Yu and to Mu Zhi’an. She was drawing a line in the sand.

Mu Zhi’an looked down at the woman kneeling before him, gently patting her head. “It’s getting late, Miss Bai,” he said with a smile. “You should head home. I’ll be fine.”

…

After both Ye Yu and Bai Ruoxi had departed, Mu Zhi’an casually picked up the handkerchief Bai Ruoxi had used to clean his clothes. He folded it neatly and placed it on the table.

“Where are you going, Mengrou?” he asked, turning to face his bodyguard.

Wei Mengrou, who had been about to follow the others, paused. “Before leaving Tianxuan City, Madam instructed me to ensure that no harm came to you, Young Master,” she said calmly. “I’m going to teach that Ye Yu a lesson.”

She added, “Besides, even if I didn’t do anything, you’d just order me to do it anyway, wouldn’t you?”

Mu Zhi’an’s reputation as a bully was well-earned. He’d made plenty of enemies, and there had been times when those enemies had tried to retaliate.

Some had even succeeded. But those who did were always dealt with swiftly and harshly by Wei Mengrou… usually after Mu Zhi’an returned home in tears and complained to her.

Over time, she’d grown accustomed to such tasks.

However, to her surprise, this time, Mu Zhi’an simply shook his head. “It’s late, Mengrou. You should get some rest. It’s not worth your time.”

Wei Mengrou stared at him, dumbfounded. “You… you’re not going to make me teach him a lesson?”

Normally, he’d be throwing a tantrum, demanding that she make Ye Yu pay.

Yet, today, he was oddly calm…

Come to think of it, she could have stopped Ye Yu from throwing that tea… but the young master had stopped her…

What was he planning?

She couldn’t help but study him more closely.

Mu Zhi’an casually dabbed at his clothes with the handkerchief, then stood up and stretched. “There’s no rush,” he said with a cryptic smile. “You’ll understand in time.”

Chapter 6: Wait, Am I About to Get Slapped in the Face?

Mu Manor, side hall.

Mu Zhi’an, now changed into fresh clothes, entered the elegant hall and laid eyes on the renowned beauty of Tianxuan City.

Unlike their daytime encounter, tonight, she wore a white double-breasted jacket that complemented her graceful figure. The cinched waist of her long skirt accentuated her ample bosom and slender waist, while below the hem peeked a pair of delicate, light-colored boots.

Her hair was styled simply with a jade hairpin, a few loose strands framing her delicate and captivating face, lending her a touch of exotic beauty.

She cradled a cup of freshly brewed tea in her hands, her gaze downcast, seemingly lost in thought. She was so engrossed that she didn’t even notice Mu Zhi’an’s arrival.

Mu Zhi’an took a seat beside her without a word, poured himself a cup of tea, and quietly observed the beauty in her contemplative state.

After a while, Bai Ruoxi seemed to snap out of her reverie. She turned her head slightly, her lips parting in surprise.

“Young Master Mu? When did you arrive?”

She quickly lowered her head in apology. “Forgive me. I was preoccupied with other matters and didn’t notice your presence.”

Mu Zhi’an shook his head, a gentle smile gracing his lips. “It’s quite alright. I don’t mind in the slightest.”

He paused, then continued, his tone shifting slightly. “Speaking of which, I must confess to a bit of curiosity. What brings you to the Mu Manor at such a late hour, Miss Bai, especially on a night like this?”

It was already past hai shi—in modern terms, past eleven o’clock at night.

It was well past bedtime for most. For Bai Ruoxi to brave the heavy rain and venture out so late at night, there had to be a pressing reason.

Bai Ruoxi seemed to stiffen. She opened and closed her mouth several times, unable to find the words.

Her slender fingers nervously pleated the fabric of her skirt, her eyes filled with conflict.

An awkward silence descended upon the hall.

Mu Zhi’an regarded her curiously, then took a sip of his tea, breaking the silence. “Miss Bai, if there’s nothing else, I’ll have someone escort you back.”

He made to stand.

Panic surged through Bai Ruoxi. She reached out and placed her hand on his arm, stopping him. “Young Master Mu, please. I truly do need your help.”

Mu Zhi’an sighed softly. “If this isn’t about the Bai family, I’m all ears.”

Bai Ruoxi froze. She stared at him, her eyes a mix of confusion and despair.

Initially, she’d assumed that Mu Zhi’an, blinded by his infatuation, would jump at the chance to solve the Bai family’s problems. After all, it was the perfect opportunity to win her favor. The young master of the Mu family, swooping in to save the day and claiming the beauty as his reward. It was a classic tale.

However, in the span of a single day, Mu Zhi’an had changed.

He no longer seemed to care about the “goddess” he’d once pursued.

Bai Ruoxi couldn’t tell if he was truly over her or if he was merely waiting for her to make the first move. But right now, she didn’t have a choice.

The Bai family was backed into a corner by the Gongsun family and the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce. Regardless of Mu Zhi’an’s intentions, her only option was to swallow her pride and beg for his help—to plead with the very wastrel she’d secretly scorned.

BOOM!

A clap of thunder echoed through the hall, followed by a gust of wind that extinguished the candles, plunging the room into darkness.

As Mu Zhi’an reached to relight the candles, he felt a delicate hand on his arm.

The touch was cool and soft, sending a shiver down his spine. He turned his head instinctively.

At that moment, a flash of lightning illuminated Bai Ruoxi’s flawless face.

She had unfastened the top two buttons of her jacket, revealing a hint of smooth, pale skin. She reached for his hand, her eyes shimmering with a alluring light.

“You mentioned needing sufficient incentive, Young Master Mu,” she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. “Would this suffice?”

“……”

Mu Zhi’an was speechless.

He’d imagined countless ways Bai Ruoxi might react to his rejection, but this… this was unexpected.

Bai Ruoxi was a proud woman. If there were three slots for Tianxuan City in the Two Polarities Sect, her talent alone would secure her one.

She had no shortage of admirers. She was the dream girl of countless young men in Tianxuan City.

Mu Zhi’an frowned slightly. He squeezed her hand gently. “Miss Bai, I’m not that kind of person,” he said, clearing his throat.

Bai Ruoxi bit her lip, stealing a glance at him, her eyes welling up. But she didn’t pull away.

She’d already prepared herself for this.

Did he intend to… do it right here in the hall?

A blush crept up her cheeks. She felt a surge of both resistance and resignation.

Resistance, because despite his handsome features, Mu Zhi’an’s past behavior disgusted her.

Resignation, because the Bai family was in dire straits. She had no other choice.

Closing her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, she tilted her head up, offering him her lips. In the flickering light of the rekindled candles, they glistened enticingly.

Mu Zhi’an stared at her for a long moment, then sighed softly. He gently pried her hand away from his.

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes fluttered open. She looked up at him, her gaze filled with confusion. “Young Master Mu?”

“Miss Bai, I believe you misunderstood my words.” Mu Zhi’an took a sip of his tea. “I said I needed something of value to persuade the Mu family, not something of value to persuade me.”

The distinction might have seemed minor, but in reality, it was significant.

If it were up to him alone, he’d gladly accept either Bai Ruoxi or the Meridian Connecting Pill. In fact, he wouldn’t say no to a beautiful woman offering herself to him.

But to involve the entire Mu family, a more substantial bargaining chip was required.

“You’re a beautiful woman, Miss Bai.”

He looked at her flawless face. She was so perfect she seemed almost unreal. But right now, her eyes held a hint of sadness that would have melted the heart of any other man.

“A woman’s true allure lies in her dignity and grace. Those qualities are what made you so captivating, Miss Bai.”

“You should cherish them.”

He reached across the table and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Then he patted her shoulder gently.

“As for the Bai family… this is not something you can handle alone. Let it go.”

Bai Ruoxi stared at him, stunned.

Had he rejected her?

Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City would be turned down, especially by the notorious rake that was Mu Zhi’an.

It was laughable. Utterly absurd!

No one would believe that Mu Zhi’an had rejected her advances.

Mu Zhi’an glanced towards the doorway, where Wei Mengrou stood silently in the shadows. “Mengrou,” he said casually, “please see Miss Bai out.”

He winked at Wei Mengrou, as if to say, “What do you think? Don’t I look like a perfect gentleman?”

Wei Mengrou, her sword strapped to her back, stood tall in the doorway. Her long hair, draped over one shoulder, gave her an air of capable confidence.

She glanced at the seemingly gentle and refined young man before her. Noticing his self-satisfied smirk, she rolled her eyes and turned away dismissively.

Mu Zhi’an chuckled to himself, unfazed by her reaction.

It couldn’t be helped. His reputation as the bully, Mu Zhi’an, was too deeply rooted to be easily erased. It would take time and effort to change her perception of him. But he was determined to do so.

“This way, Miss Bai,” Wei Mengrou said, turning to Bai Ruoxi.

Bai Ruoxi, still reeling from the shock, rose to her feet and followed Wei Mengrou towards the door.

She paused after taking a few steps, then turned back to look at the young man seated calmly in the hall. “Is there truly nothing you can do, Young Master Mu?” she asked softly.

Her voice was devoid of its usual arrogance. Instead, it was tinged with a strange mix of emotions.

This young man… he’d changed overnight. Initially, she’d assumed that he was after her. But now, it seemed she’d been mistaken.

When Mu Zhi’an didn’t answer, her smile turned wistful.

Without the Mu family’s help, the Bai family would likely crumble.

She bowed politely to Mu Zhi’an and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Mu Zhi’an spoke. “I’ll need some time to consider this matter.”

This situation involved both the Gongsun family and the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce. Intervening rashly, while it might force them to back down, would undoubtedly create resentment.

However, he couldn’t simply stand by and watch as the Bai family was crushed. If such a powerful family were to be swallowed whole by the Gongsun and the Chamber of Commerce, who knew what ambitions they might set their sights on next?

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes widened, a flicker of hope igniting within them. “Thank you,” she whispered.

Mu Zhi’an waved his hand dismissively.

Bai Ruoxi nodded in understanding and turned to leave.

Just then, a commotion erupted outside.

“Let me in! Ruoxi is in danger!”

A young man’s voice, frantic and high-pitched, cut through the night.

Mu Zhi’an’s lips curled into a knowing smile. He turned to Bai Ruoxi. “It seems your knight in shining armor has arrived.”

Bai Ruoxi’s childhood sweetheart, the once-gifted, now-fallen Ye Yu, had arrived.

The “protagonist” has entered the stage. Is this where I get slapped in the face? Mu Zhi’an thought to himself, taking a sip of his tea.

He turned towards the entrance, a strange sense of anticipation building within him.

 

Chapter 5: Bai Ruoxi’s Decision

Bai Manor.

In a side hall, a beautiful woman sat restlessly, her gaze drifting aimlessly towards the entrance. She seemed lost in thought.

This was Bai Yuanfeng, the mistress of the Bai family and Bai Ruoxi’s mother.

She wore a pink and white double-breasted top and a light-colored skirt. Her beauty, while present, was not particularly striking.

It was hard to imagine how a woman of such ordinary appearance could give birth to a daughter as breathtaking as Bai Ruoxi.

Two teacups sat on the table, their contents long gone cold.

Bai Yuanfeng had been waiting anxiously in this side hall for her daughter’s return for almost an hour now. Every passing moment was a torment.

The Bai family was a shadow of its former glory, suppressed by the Gongsun family and the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce. To make matters worse, news had just arrived that her husband, returning from a neighboring city, had been ambushed by three mysterious cultivators and was now gravely injured.

The head of the Bai family was currently fighting for his life.

Bai Yuanfeng’s heart was heavy with worry.

Their only hope now lay in the Mu family’s intervention.

And the success of that intervention rested entirely on the outcome of her daughter’s negotiation.

As she waited anxiously, a figure appeared in the doorway. A flicker of hope sparked in Bai Yuanfeng’s eyes. She rose to her feet and hurried forward.

“Ruoxi! What did the Mu family say?”

Under her mother’s intense gaze, Bai Ruoxi felt a surge of pressure. She averted her eyes, unable to meet her mother’s expectant stare.

Finally, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper. “He refused.”

Bai Yuanfeng’s face fell. She collapsed back onto her chair, defeated.

Bai Ruoxi couldn’t bear to see her mother like this. She turned away slightly.

“What did Young Master Mu say?” Bai Yuanfeng asked, forcing her eyes open. They were filled with despair.

Bai Ruoxi hesitated, biting her lip. “He wants the Meridian Connecting Pill,” she murmured.

“Absolutely not!” Bai Yuanfeng’s eyes flashed with anger, her voice sharp. “The Meridian Connecting Pill is our family’s greatest treasure! It’s our only hope of surpassing the other families and becoming the most powerful clan in Tianxuan City! Handing it over to the Mu family would be suicide!”

She paused, then looked at her daughter with a suspicious glint in her eye. “Am I mistaken, or has that young master of the Mu family been pursuing you relentlessly? Why would he refuse your request so bluntly?”

Bai Ruoxi lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her beautiful face.

“He said that if he were to help, it would come at a price,” she said softly. “Either the Meridian Connecting Pill, or…”

She trailed off, biting her lip again. “Or… me.”

She looked up at her mother, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope.

Bai Ruoxi had always been treated as the precious pearl of the Bai family. Her father doted on her endlessly. But now, faced with such a dire situation, she didn’t know what decision her family would make.

She heard her mother murmur, as if to herself, “Of course that makes sense. I knew Young Master Mu wouldn’t give up on you so easily.”

Bai Ruoxi’s heart sank at her mother’s words. Bai Yuanfeng, on the other hand, seemed to relax.

“What did you tell him?” she asked.

“I haven’t given him an answer. What do you think I should do, Mother?” Bai Ruoxi stared at her mother, her clear eyes searching for guidance.

Bai Yuanfeng smiled at her daughter. “Young Master Mu is still young and quite handsome. And you know about his family’s status. Marrying into the Mu family would be a boon for both you and our family.”

Bai Ruoxi remained silent for a moment. She looked her mother in the eye, her voice cold. “Everyone in Tianxuan City knows about Young Master Mu’s wicked deeds. I hear he even forced his attentions on another man’s wife recently. I refuse to marry someone like that!”

“This is not your decision to make!” Bai Yuanfeng’s voice took on a sharp edge. “As your parents, we will decide who you marry!”

Bai Ruoxi opened her mouth to argue, but then closed it again, swallowing her words.

Bai Yuanfeng noticed her daughter’s hesitation. Her tone softened. She reached out and took Bai Ruoxi’s hand, her voice gentle. “Ruoxi, you are our family’s only hope. If the Mu family won’t help us, then who will? Are we supposed to rely on that childhood sweetheart of yours?”

“Perhaps, years ago, he might have been of some use. But now…” Bai Yuanfeng scoffed. “I never liked that Ye Yu. Who knows, maybe this misfortune befell our family because of that good-for-nothing jinx! Maybe his bad luck rubbed off on us!”

“Yes! It must be his fault! As if losing his cultivation wasn’t bad enough, now he’s brought ruin upon our family! He’s nothing but a cursed blight on our lives!”

“Mother, please stop it!” Bai Ruoxi whispered, cutting her mother off. She didn’t argue with her assessment of Ye Yu.

After a moment of silence, she spoke again.

“I’ll… I’ll go back and see if I can reason with Young Master Mu”

As she spoke, she clenched her hands into fists beneath her sleeves, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions.

She couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was different about Mu Zhi’an today. His gaze, while still lingering on her, didn’t hold the same blatant desire as before… And his demeanor seemed to have undergone a subtle shift.

If she hadn’t known him before, she might have been taken in by his gentlemanly facade. She might have even found herself attracted to him.

Bai Ruoxi looked at her mother, then glanced around the empty hall.

Normally, at this hour, the hall would be bustling with visitors, servants bustling about, serving tea and refreshments.

But now, the servants had all fled, and their former associates avoided them like the plague.

The once-grand Bai Manor felt desolate and empty.

Bai Ruoxi’s gaze swept across the hall, a mix of emotions swirling within her. Finally, her clenched fists relaxed. She raised her hand to her chest, her fingers toying with the bodice of her dress. It seemed she had reached a decision.

…

Mu Manor, training grounds.

“Haah!”

Mu Zhi’an gripped his sword tightly, swinging it repeatedly at the woman standing calmly opposite him.

Wei Mengrou, with an air of effortless grace, dodged each of his attacks with ease.

After several rounds, Mu Zhi’an was panting heavily. Wei Mengrou, on the other hand, looked as if she hadn’t even broken a sweat. “Let’s take a break,” she said calmly. “You’re doing well today.”

Normally, Mu Zhi’an would start complaining after only a short while of training. But today, he had persevered for a full hour. Even Wei Mengrou was surprised by his sudden dedication.

She watched as he collapsed onto the ground, a curious look on her face. “Did something happen?” she asked.

Although she disapproved of his usual behavior, Mu Zhi’an was still a member of the family she served. If he had been wronged by someone outside, she would not hesitate to intervene.

Mu Zhi’an shook his head with a smile. “I just realized how fortunate I am to have such a skilled instructor. I’d be a fool not to make the most of it.”

Wei Mengrou gave him a sideways glance. “Oh?”

Since when was he so eager to train? Something must have happened to motivate him.

Either that, or he was trying to get her attention. He’d tried that tactic before, but she’d seen through it every time.

Mu Zhi’an simply smiled at her skeptical expression, choosing not to elaborate.

He meant every word he said. Wei Mengrou was a Core Formation Realm cultivator. Having the opportunity to learn from her was a rare privilege. His past self had been too blind to realize what he had.

However, it would take time to change her perception of him. The image of the wastrel young master was too deeply ingrained. He would just have to be patient.

Mu Zhi’an sighed inwardly. After a short rest, he rose to his feet and resumed his training.

Time flew by, and soon evening arrived.

Wei Mengrou sheathed her sword and looked down at the panting young man sitting on the ground. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret.

If only he could maintain this level of dedication every day. He had so much potential. Unfortunately, she suspected this was nothing more than a passing phase.

After all, Mu Zhi’an had shown bursts of enthusiasm for training before, only to lose interest after a few days.

Cultivation required unwavering commitment. Without it, true progress was impossible.

After nearly two hours of training, Mu Zhi’an left the training grounds. He ate dinner and returned to his room.

Exhausted from the day’s exertions, he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him as soon as he lay down.

However, instead of drifting off to sleep, he sat up in bed and crossed his legs, focusing on drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with each breath, guiding it into the “vessel” within his body.

His spar with Wei Mengrou had ignited something within him. He was filled with a newfound zeal for cultivation, and he was determined to seize this opportunity.

As the night deepened, the rain outside intensified, transforming into a torrential downpour. Mu Zhi’an remained seated on his bed, absorbed in his cultivation. Two hours passed, and still, he persisted.

Knock. Knock.

A soft knock sounded from the door.

Mu Zhi’an slowly opened his eyes. “What is it?”

“Young Master, Miss Bai Ruoxi requests an audience in the main hall,” a servant’s voice called out respectfully from beyond the door.

Bai Ruoxi?

To come looking for him at such a late hour. Had she made up her mind? Mu Zhi’an pondered for a moment. “Tell her I’ll be there shortly. I need to change.”

Chapter 4: Who the Hell Do You Think You Are?

Outside the window, the rain intensified, the droplets cascading off the eaves like strings of pearls. The water splashed on the ground, enveloping the surroundings in a misty haze.

Mu Zhi’an turned his head towards the window, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. He didn’t answer immediately, choosing instead to gaze out at the rain, seemingly lost in thought.

He still didn’t know the black-robed man’s true identity. If he agreed to cooperate, it would likely involve joining forces with this mysterious figure to eliminate Ye Yu, the supposed “Chosen One.”

With Ye Yu out of the picture, and the engagement broken, manipulating Bai Ruoxi into becoming his would be a simple task.

But would it truly be that easy?

Ye Yu, as the “protagonist,” was undoubtedly blessed with immense luck and destiny. Eliminating him wouldn’t be a walk in the park.

Furthermore, it was obvious why this black-robed individual had sought him out. They must have done their research, uncovering his reputation as the notorious playboy of the Mu family. Bai Ruoxi was merely bait to lure him in.

Refusing the black-robed man’s offer carried its own risks. Firstly, he would likely attract the ire of this mysterious and powerful figure. Secondly, the man might seek out other factions in Tianxuan City to collaborate with.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mu Zhi’an finally spoke. “Who are you?”

“Who I am is not important,” the black-robed man replied, his voice raspy. “What matters is that removing Ye Yu from the equation benefits you greatly.”

He continued his attempt at persuasion. “A woman as exceptional as Miss Bai deserves better than to be tied down to a cripple. And she herself is unhappy with this arrangement. Eliminate Ye Yu, and she will be yours, Young Master Mu.”

“Cooperating with me is a win-win situation.”

Who the hell do you think you are.

Mu Zhi’an wiped away the sweat that had gathered on his brow, exasperated by the man’s audacity. He considered his next words carefully, then looked up with a smile. “Very well. After the deed is done, Bai Ruoxi will be mine. As for Ye Yu, he is of no use to me. You’re welcome to do with him as you please.”

The black-robed man grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. He extended his hand. “You’re a smart man, Young Master Mu. A pleasure doing business with you.”

As he spoke, he discreetly withdrew the poisoned needles he had hidden in his other sleeve. Had Mu Zhi’an refused, those needles would now be embedded in his flesh.

“The pleasure is all mine.”

Mu Zhi’an clasped the black-robed man’s hand.

“I’ll be in touch in the next few days with further instructions, Young Master,” the man said, his cold gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an. “Until then.”

“Consider it a mutually beneficial partnership,” Mu Zhi’an replied with a warm smile.

He watched as the black-robed man departed, his expression turning serious once he was alone.

That man was a Core Formation Realm cultivator. There was no doubt he was part of a faction operating outside of Tianxuan City. While Mu Zhi’an had no idea why they were interested in Ye Yu, he knew he had to tread carefully.

As for agreeing to cooperate, at least for now, it didn’t seem to pose any threat to the Mu family.

However, it wouldn’t hurt to take some precautions. Mu Zhi’an thought for a moment, then looked towards a cabinet to his left. “You can come out now, Mengrou.”

As if on cue, a slender figure emerged from behind the cabinet.

The woman wore a plain dress, her ample bosom straining against the fabric. A strand of hair had fallen loose, framing her delicate, yet cold, features. Her gaze was fixed intently on Mu Zhi’an.

“Thank you for your assistance, Mengrou,” Mu Zhi’an said, turning to face Wei Mengrou with a smile.

The black-robed man’s intelligence network had failed him. He’d assumed he’d uncovered everything there was to know about the Mu family, but he hadn’t anticipated that they would assign a Core Formation Realm expert as a mere servant to protect their young master.

Had the man attempted anything rash, he would have faced Wei Mengrou’s wrath before he could even blink.

In short, the black-robed man had only seen the tip of the iceberg. He’d assumed Mu Zhi’an was on the first level, while he himself was on the second. In reality, Mu Zhi’an was playing on the fifth.

It was precisely because he knew Wei Mengrou was nearby that Mu Zhi’an had dared to converse so calmly with the black-robed man.

“That man… he’s strong,” Wei Mengrou said quietly, her gaze following the path the black-robed man had taken.

Mu Zhi’an glanced at the curvaceous maid. “If you’d attacked, would you have been able to stop him?”

“Thirty percent chance of success,” Wei Mengrou replied. She turned to look at Mu Zhi’an, noticing his surprised expression. “Sixty percent if I was serious.”

“And even if he escaped, he wouldn’t make it out of the Mu Manor,” she added. “Elder Ren is waiting outside.”

Mu Zhi’an nodded slowly.

Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation, Dao Integration—these were the six major realms of cultivation in this world. Each realm represented a significant leap in power.

Elder Ren was at the seventh level of the Core Formation Realm. If he chose to intervene, the black-robed man wouldn’t stand a chance.

However, there was no need to resort to that just yet. Until they uncovered the man’s identity and his motives for targeting Ye Yu, it was best not to alert him to their suspicions.

“What are you planning to do?” Wei Mengrou asked. “Help him eliminate Ye Yu?”

Mu Zhi’an shook his head. “I need to find out who that man is and why he’s interested in a cripple like Ye Yu. There must be something more to this than meets the eye. Otherwise, there would be no need to involve a Core Formation Realm expert.”

“I’ll have someone look into it,” Wei Mengrou said with a nod. “What about Bai Ruoxi?”

“She must have already asked for your help, hasn’t she?”

Mu Zhi’an smiled. “She did. But I’ll need to see what the Bai family is willing to offer in return.”

“Like offering you Bai Ruoxi as a concubine?” Wei Mengrou asked, raising an eyebrow.

Mu Zhi’an shook his head. “Bai Ruoxi doesn’t interest me in the slightest.”

Women would only hinder his cultivation progress.

“Right.”

Wei Mengrou didn’t bother hiding her disbelief. She looked at the handsome young man before her and said, “I’ll be waiting for you at the training grounds.”

It was clear that Mu Zhi’an’s past actions had made it impossible for her to take him seriously.

Mu Zhi’an simply smiled in response. There was no need for further explanation.

Wei Mengrou would soon learn that he was telling the truth.

He had absolutely no interest in the so-called most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City!