NOVPUBChapter 116: Whoa, Fox Girl! Part 1
“How was your meeting with Master?”
Lan Mulian asked casually as they flew back to the Jade Glass Palace on her cloud.
She’s well-endowed and beautiful, but the pressure is too intense. A normal person couldn’t handle her… Mu Zhi’an thought to himself, then replied respectfully, “The sect master is a remarkable woman, her words and actions both captivating and inspiring. She’s worthy of respect.”
Shang Yanfei was truly an exceptional woman, but he wasn’t sure if it was her power or her aura, she seemed unattainable for now. Even if he managed to conquer her in the future, she wouldn’t be easy to control.
Lan Mulian nodded, her voice clear and cold. “She rarely meets with anyone. She must have had a reason for summoning you. Since you can’t discuss it, I won’t pry. But remember whatever she told you.”
Senior Sister is still trying to extract information. He nodded obediently. “Yes, Senior Sister.”
They soon arrived at the Jade Glass Palace, and as he stepped off the cloud, he remembered something. He looked up at her. “I picked two peach blossoms from the Pilgrimage Palace a few days ago. Is that alright?”
Why would he pick peach blossoms? She chuckled. “As long as you didn’t take them all, no one will say anything. After all, the Pilgrimage Palace is a place for couples to relax. Others have done the same.”
She was curious about his intentions, but she didn’t ask, simply glancing at him. “Focus on your cultivation. Don’t waste your talent.”
He should be at least at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment, but he was only at the fifth. It was the price he had paid for his past indulgences.
She was about to leave when he called out to her. “Wait, Senior Sister!”
She turned to see him approaching, a small wooden box in his hand.
“What’s this…?” she asked, her eyes flickering with curiosity.
She took the box and opened it, revealing a pink peach blossom nestled in Luminous Soil, its delicate petals unblemished.
“Peach blossoms are common at the Pilgrimage Palace, but I still hope you’ll accept this,” he said, his gaze meeting hers.
“Are you saying it resembles me, Junior Brother Mu?” she asked, closing the box, a hint of amusement in her voice.
“The snow lotus represents your aloof exterior, but the peach blossom, it’s your true self,” he said, sighing dramatically. “I know you might not believe me now, but even so, I wanted to give it to you, instead of letting it gather dust in my storage ring.”
He looked at her, his voice soft. “May I see your face, Senior Sister?”
His unexpected request surprised her, and she hesitated, remaining silent.
“If I could see your face, Senior Sister, it would motivate me to fight for an inner disciple position,” he said, his voice laced with a carefully crafted earnestness.
She still didn’t respond, and he sighed, turning to leave.
“If you become an inner disciple, I’ll give you a gift,” she said, her voice cold but clear.
He turned back to see her removing her veil. Her beauty seemed to eclipse even the peach blossom. He stared at her, his gaze captivated. He had imagined her resembling Feiying, but seeing her face, it was even more stunning.
Perhaps because she had just accepted his peach blossom, or perhaps because she had revealed her face, her usually aloof demeanor was softened by a faint blush, her beauty both elegant and alluring.
That’s more like it. She’s usually so cold and distant, not at all like a cute girl. This is perfect, he thought to himself. She was both aloof and feminine. If a jade beauty truly existed, it would be her.
He bowed. “I’ll work hard to become an inner disciple, Senior Sister.”
“Not for me. For yourself. Your priorities are misguided,” she said, her lips curving into a faint smile.
How can pursuing a beautiful woman be misguided? He looked at her, her eyes cold and clear, then said, “I’ll go meditate now, Senior Sister.”
She nodded, watching as he left, then she gently touched her storage ring. Within it, she kept the ingredients and recipe for a Rank Advancement Pill. It could instantly raise a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s rank by one level, but it could only be used once. It would be perfect for him. But giving him such a valuable gift, it might make him feel like he was being pitied. Men’s pride was often fragile. But if he became an inner disciple, he wouldn’t be able to refuse.
She rode her cloud, leaving the Jade Glass Palace and heading towards the back mountain of Two Polarities Peak.
…
Back at the pavilion, Mu Zhi’an, oblivious to her thoughts, knocked on a door.
“Senior Lin Ling.”
The door opened slightly, revealing a bright crimson eye, peering at him through the crack. After confirming his identity, she opened the door wider. He entered the room, a savory aroma filling the air. He glanced at Lin Ling, who was sitting at the table, her ample bosom pressed against the surface, her gaze unfocused, lost in thought. Her silver hair cascaded down her back, her feet bare, her white toes wiggling beneath her skirt.
She’s even more well-endowed than Ruoxi. He stared at her for a moment, then he noticed something.
“Senior Lin Ling, why is the Eight Treasures Crane aura so strong in here?”
“Did you eat another one?”
She looked up at him, shaking her head, then pointed at the table. She had written: I didn’t eat it.
“Then who did?” he asked, his curiosity piqued.
She looked at him, but she didn’t answer.
She’s not telling. He changed the subject. “What about the other cranes…?”
She removed her storage ring and handed it to him.
“I’ll return it after we return the cranes tomorrow,” he said, his voice serious.
She tapped the table, then pointed at the words she had written: I’m hungry.
“I’ll prepare dinner for you later,” he said, smiling.
He knew that a being like Ling Long wouldn’t actually feel hungry, but if she wanted dinner, he would gladly provide it. After all, cooking was also a way to earn goodwill.
He left her room and headed towards Bai Ruoxi’s, noticing Wei Mengrou, who was about to disappear into the shadows. He had seen her face countless times, but he was still captivated by her beauty.
“Is Ruoxi in her room, Mengrou?”
She glanced at him, her voice flat. “She’s meditating. She seems to be on the verge of breaking through to the second level of Core Formation.”
“?”
“I’m almost at the sixth level,” she added.
Are they competing? He smiled, his voice filled with mock admiration. “Your talent is truly astonishing, Mengrou. I feel so safe with you here.”
She walked towards him, her ample bosom straining against her yellow dress, then stopped before him, her voice low. “Someone is investigating you.”
He had been admiring her long legs, visible beneath her thin dress, but her words snapped him out of his thoughts.
“Ye Yu shouldn’t have any influence within the sect, and neither does Gongsun Cheng. The only one I’ve offended recently…”
He paused, then said, “The Third Prince?”
Unlike Ye Yu, who was a protagonist, he preferred a harmonious approach, avoiding conflict whenever possible. He even tried to befriend others. But it was impossible to please everyone. There would always be those who were envious. He didn’t mind Ye Yu. He was the protagonist, after all. The Heavenly Dao would inevitably arrange for him to be Ye Yu’s stepping stone.
Gongsun Cheng was simply carrying on the feud between their families, and he was also arrogant by nature. As for the Third Prince, it was because of women.
Wei Mengrou nodded silently. “He seems to have some connections within the sect. It’s only a matter of time before he uncovers your past.”
He pondered her words, then chuckled. “Let him investigate.” 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝙢
She hesitated. “Aren’t you afraid he’ll find something incriminating?”
“What could he possibly find?” he retorted.
“My past as a wastrel, obsessed with women, frequenting brothels and pleasure houses. It’s not exactly a secret,” he said, his voice laced with mock indifference.
She stared at him, speechless.
