NOVPUBNight fell. The Ye sisters were asleep in their beds, nestled together, while Mu Zhi’an quietly slipped out of the room.
The cold night wind howled as he stood in the corridor, channeling his Spiritual Energy to envelop his body.
He closed his eyes, his Spiritual Sense expanding outwards.
In the next instant, the entire layout of the courtyard appeared in his mind.
Normally, a Core Formation cultivator’s Spiritual Sense couldn’t cover such a large area, but his pseudo-Innate Spiritual Body enhanced his perception.
He quickly sensed a woman hiding behind the third pillar.
So it’s Auntie… Sneaking around here so late at night. Is she planning a rendezvous with me? Mu Zhi’an thought to himself.
Although he couldn’t see her clearly, he recognized her aura and figure.
He glanced in her direction, pretending not to notice, and slowly approached.
Ye Siyu, hidden in the shadows, covered her mouth with her hand, giggling softly as she anticipated his arrival.
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and his aura vanished.
Ye Siyu froze, peering out from the shadows.
“Where did he go…?”
Mu Zhi’an, who had been within range of her Spiritual Sense just moments ago, was now gone.
It seems he’s quite clever. He sensed my presence and concealed himself…
However, it was easy for her to find him.
She closed her eyes, and her surroundings appeared in her mind. 𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑝𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝘮
Not far behind her, a figure, its aura concealed, was approaching.
“Behind you!”
Ye Siyu’s eyes snapped open, and she turned around abruptly, but Mu Zhi’an was already there, his hand on her shoulder. “Your reflexes are impressive, Siyu,” he said with a smile.
Ye Siyu narrowed her eyes, her gaze seductive. “You’re quite perceptive. I even concealed my aura, yet you still noticed me.”
“The Chaos Body encompasses all things, including enhanced senses,” Mu Zhi’an replied modestly.
However, Ye Siyu chuckled and glanced at him. “Or is it because you were secretly intimate with Lingxuan tonight and were afraid of being discovered by Ruoxi, so you were extra cautious?”
Mu Zhi’an shook his head and smiled. “I’m not worried about being discovered with Lingxuan.”
He was telling the truth. He wasn’t worried about that.
He was worried about being discovered with both Lingxuan and Qian’er.
Fortunately, Siyu came back late. If she had seen them together… it would have been a social death sentence… Mu Zhi’an thought, relieved.
Afraid of arousing her suspicion, he quickly changed the subject. “You’re not cultivating tonight, Siyu. Did you come to see me because of something important?”
Ye Siyu rested her chin on her hand, her head tilted slightly as she observed him. “You might be in trouble tomorrow,” she said softly.
Mu Zhi’an looked at her beautiful eyes, adorned with a faint plum blossom pattern, and her playful smile. “What do you mean?” he asked humbly.
Instead of answering directly, Ye Siyu said, “In the past, the Ye family and the Forbidden Zone were one and the same. But later, the Ye family declined and faded into obscurity.”
“And the reason for their decline was the death of two powerful cultivators… At least, that’s what the legends say.”
Mu Zhi’an was silent for a moment, then he seemed to realize something and looked up at her. “Are you saying… a powerful cultivator from the Ye family is still alive, and she has appeared today?”
“Not exactly ‘appeared’. She returned through the immortal path,” Ye Siyu replied.
Then, she recounted what she had witnessed earlier.
“I saw the Ye family ancestor with Ye Yu on the southern bank tonight… Although you have no direct conflict with her, she’s still a Ye family ancestor. Naturally, she’ll side with her descendants,” Ye Siyu continued.
Mu Zhi’an nodded slowly, understanding.
Then, he suddenly asked, “You’ve always disapproved of my relationship with Lingxuan, haven’t you, Siyu? Why are you helping me…?”
Ye Siyu rolled her eyes. “I disapproved because you’re so fickle. I was worried Lingxuan would be hurt by you.”
“However, your matters are the Forbidden Zone’s internal affairs. They have nothing to do with outsiders.”
Her stance was clear. Mu Zhi’an was now the Forbidden Zone’s son-in-law. Although the Forbidden Zone and the Ye family shared the same ancestry, after so many years, they were practically unrelated.
And she was on Mu Zhi’an’s side.
“And compared to Ye Yu, you’re… better,” Ye Siyu said with a smile.
Ye Yu was talented and had incredible luck, but he was too selfish.
She could see all the flaws of those arrogant young masters from the Primordial Clans in him.
“…I didn’t know I had such a good impression in your eyes, Siyu,” Mu Zhi’an said, surprised.
Ye Siyu chuckled. “There’s one major difference between you and Ye Yu.”
“What is it?” Mu Zhi’an asked, intrigued.
“Ye Yu never actively pursues the women he likes, but he secretly considers them his possessions. And you…”
Ye Siyu’s lips curved into a playful smile as she took a couple of steps closer, her shoulder brushing against his. She stood on her tiptoes, her alluring lips parting slightly. “You’re an unashamed pervert.”
Compared to the possessive and secretive Ye Yu, who never acted on his desires, she found Mu Zhi’an much more agreeable.
At least, he had genuinely helped Ye Lingxuan in the past.
Ye Siyu took a couple of steps back, her hands behind her back, and glanced at him. “Anyway, although Sister Qingxin seems to have a grudge against you, she won’t directly attack you. So don’t worry too much. I’m just warning you, just in case.”
Mu Zhi’an pondered her words for a moment, then nodded and cupped his fists respectfully. “Thank you for the information, Siyu. I wouldn’t have known otherwise.”
I didn’t expect this seemingly arrogant aunt to be so kind…
Mu Zhi’an thanked her again and watched as she left, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
If she knew there was more than just Lingxuan in the room tonight, she would probably change her mind, bringing that Ye family ancestor here to teach him a lesson…
However, Ye Yu, as the one blessed by the Heavenly Dao, was truly tenacious. He had even managed to find such a powerful backer in this situation.
A protector from the Heavenly Court… Such an opportunity was incredibly rare.
But there was no need to worry too much.
As long as that Ye family ancestor didn’t directly attack him… he still had a chance.
A cold breeze blew through the courtyard, snapping Mu Zhi’an out of his thoughts.
He scanned the courtyard with his Spiritual Sense, confirming that Ye Siyu had returned to her room, then he returned to his own room and locked the door.
The two sisters were nestled together on the bed, their hands clasped, their figures intertwined harmoniously.
“Brother Mu, what did Sister Siyu tell you?”
Ye Lingxuan’s voice echoed in his mind.
Mu Zhi’an looked over and saw that she had opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on him.
“It’s nothing, just some minor matters,” he replied with a smile, shaking his head.
He tossed his robe onto a nearby chair and slipped back into the warm embrace of the two sisters.
Seeing the worry in Ye Lingxuan’s eyes, he gently patted her thigh, reassuring her, “Don’t worry. If there’s any trouble, I’ll rely on you.”
In this cold winter night, only their warmth could comfort him.
Ye Lingxuan looked up at him seriously. “If you have any worries, Brother Mu, you must tell me.”
Mu Zhi’an gazed at her beautiful face, her slightly disheveled hair adding to her allure, a few strands framing her delicate features, her aura languid and seductive.
He nodded, then looked at her intently. “Actually, I do have a worry right now,” he said softly.
Ye Lingxuan blushed and lowered her eyes shyly.
“W-what is it?”
Mu Zhi’an pulled her closer, her face nestled against his chest. “What do you think?” he whispered in her ear.
Ye Lingxuan’s cheeks flushed even deeper, but she said, “Don’t do that. Qian’er is asleep, and we already… Mm…”
Mu Zhi’an’s lips captured hers, silencing her protests.
…
Half an hour later, Ye Lingxuan’s arms were wrapped around Mu Zhi’an, her head resting on his chest, her eyes filled with love.
Even she wouldn’t have imagined that she would end up with the man she once disliked, and even… with Qian’er…
Mu Zhi’an held her waist, his heart filled with a similar sentiment.
Lingxuan was already perfect, but with Qian’er… their combined allure was beyond words.
What was Ye Yu thinking, neglecting these two beautiful sisters and focusing solely on his cultivation…?
Mu Zhi’an, enjoying their warmth and softness, closed his eyes contentedly.
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