Although the outcome was not yet clear, the difference in skill was evident. Or rather, both of them had already anticipated the result of the sword fight from the beginning, as it was meant for friendly exchange rather than a contest of superiority. Therefore, upon seeing Ning Xian and Long arrive, they both sheathed their swords and walked over one after the other.
Long frowned and glanced at Ning Xian. These two looked so jarringly well-matched, it was really annoying. Wasn't this little girl going to give him any reaction?
Feng approached, a hint of a smile, completely different from her usual expression, flickering between her brows. She simply stared at Ning Xian without saying a word, making Ning Xian feel increasingly guilty—she was really getting more and more capable. The first time she forced herself on someone, at least she remembered to say she would take responsibility afterwards, although she hadn't seen her take any responsibility at all. This time was even better; she slept with him and then ran away. She was getting more and more sophisticated.
"Um, I..."
Feng didn't actually need her to say anything. She reached out and took her hand, preparing to take her back.
"Lord Feng," Luo Hou said softly. When Feng turned around, she smiled and asked, "May I ask Lord Feng for further guidance?" Feng glanced at Ning Xian, nodded, and pulled her away.
From the moment Luo Hou spoke until he left, Ning Xian didn't turn back to look at him once. Watching their departing figures, Luo Hou thought to himself: Don't blame me... I was forced into this situation without any choice...
Turning his head, Luo Hou saw the dragon beside him with a fawning smile. He gave an awkward laugh and hurriedly fled.
Following closely beside Feng, half a step behind him, she looked up at him. Feng didn't speak, and she didn't ask either. Ning Xian didn't like asking stupid questions, and besides, some things she should have been able to figure out even without being asked. Feng was always cold and arrogant towards people, especially those from Youmingtian. But he agreed to duel with Luo Hou, and even promised to spar again in the future, so naturally Luo Hou must have admirable qualities, and Feng had seen them.
Upon arriving at Feng's room, Ning Xian stammered, saying abruptly, "—She's very skilled in martial arts." "Hmm."
"Moreover, she's beautiful, but she doesn't have the coyness of other women..."
Feng thought for a moment, then said, "Hmm."
"..."
"Do you want to stay today?"
"Why?"
“You should be free today, right? I might have to go on a mission starting tomorrow, so you can stay here today—” Feng leaned down and said, “You don’t need to go back tonight.”
Ning Xian paused, this—this statement is too far off, isn't it?
"No, it'll be too chaotic here if I wait for someone to come back. I'd rather go to your place. You seem to have your own courtyard, right?" "Ah...yes."
"Let's go then, what are you standing there for?"
"Hmm...hmm!" The emptiness in her mind vanished instantly, and she chuckled softly. She walked over and hooked her arm around his as he reached for his coat, saying, "You can take a couple more clothes. It's peaceful where I am; I can take care of you without any problem~"
"Take care of me?"
"Of course, I said I would take responsibility."
What is she thinking? This person is Feng. If she feels uneasy about this, isn't that foolish?
Lord Feng moved into the Netherworld that very day, which became a momentous event in the Netherworld Sect.
In a small courtyard, at a small table, Luo Hou and Ji Du sat facing each other, drinking tea and eating tea cakes. Luo Hou asked in confusion, "So, Feng is being kept by Ning Xian?"
"...As long as Ning Xian didn't bring a wolf into the house."
"Now that they've achieved their goal, can I stop now?"
"The cult leader hasn't retracted the order."
"Ji Du, can't you ever say something nice?"
"I'll try my best." Ji Du sipped his tea slowly, without raising an eyebrow, and answered casually.
Rahu looked up and saw the Gandharva King entering their courtyard. He quickly lowered his head and focused on eating his tea cake. Ketu saw the Gandharva King and smiled slightly, "Gandharva King, would you like some tea?"
The Gandharva didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly. She looked at Luo Hou and said, "I wonder if you two saw a woman dressed in red yesterday?"
Jidu still smiled faintly and vaguely, "Aren't the only ones in the Netherworld Sect who usually wear red the Gandharva King and Feng? Where are the women?"
"So, you two didn't see them?"
One shook their head, while the other lowered their head and continued eating.
“However, the woman’s back view I saw yesterday was somewhat similar to yours—” Luo Hou and Ji Du’s back views were indeed similar. He had not seen the woman’s face, only her back view, so he could not be sure.
"Is the Gandharva King seeing things?" Jidu was still laughing. The Gandharva said "Oh?" Luo Hou had already swallowed the tea cake in his hand, wiped his mouth, and looked up to laugh with him. "I'm afraid the Gandharva is indeed seeing things."
The two smiling faces were truly in perfect sync, having made up their minds to renege on their promises to the very end. What could he possibly do about it?
Chapter 83 Bai Mo's Visit (from "The Story of My Wife Climbing the Wall") by Lian Zhi Qingting.
Feng got up early in the morning. Although Ning Xian didn't know what mission he was going to do and didn't intend to ask, when she saw Luo Hou who had come to visit early in the morning to pick Feng up, she couldn't help but have a sour face.
Why her of all? Why are they being so attentive? Couldn't they just wait at the main gate?
"Luo Hou, when did you change your ways? I remember you've never been this 'friendly' to others?" "It's alright, it depends on who you're talking to." Luo Hou smiled, but inwardly thought: Damn cult leader, see, see! Ning Xian and Feng are barely together, and they're already turning against each other. Who exactly is he trying to sow discord between? Did she offend him recently? Feng walked out of the room and saw Luo Hou, her brows slightly furrowed. She walked over expressionlessly, "Let's go."
Luo Hou smiled slightly, walked to his side and left side by side with him. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled his arm, and with his other hand he brushed off the leaves that had just fallen on his shoulder, leaving his hand on his arm as if nothing had happened.
Feng glanced at her indifferently, remaining silent. Only after they exited the gate together did he look at Luo Hou and coldly ask, "How long do you plan to hang here?" Luo Hou withdrew her hand and moved three steps away, carefully maintaining her distance—she didn't want to be next to this icy jerk! Did she think it was easy for her?
Her mission was to seduce Feng, which subtly meant making Ning Xian jealous. Now it seems Feng has seen through it all, but how much he's seen through is unknown—so she doesn't need to continue this act in front of him, right?
The two rode off on horseback, one after the other, into the distance. Ning Xian, however, was heartlessly destroying plants in his own yard—even though he knew perfectly well that there was nothing to mind, Feng wouldn't pay attention to anyone else, and Luo Hou probably wasn't doing it on purpose... (This isn't intentional? Are you sure? Are you sure??) But he just felt uncomfortable! He couldn't lie about his feelings.
—The phoenix belongs to her alone! No one is allowed to see or touch it! No one is allowed to get close, regardless of whether they have any ulterior motives!! This is the style of the demonic sect!
Having made up her mind, she strode out the door, asking the gatekeeper for a horse, intending to catch up with them. However, before she could even mount, someone rushed over, urgently saying, "Lord Jialing! Bai Dutang—no, Young Master Bai—has arrived! He has urgent business with you!" "Huh??"
What's with the white-clad guy? What's he doing here?
Ning Xian returned the horse to the gatekeeper and followed the person who came. Bai Mo was waiting in the front hall. Although someone had served tea, he didn't move and seemed a little anxious. When he saw Ning Xian, he paused, then stood up. His expression was slightly complicated, but it was all hidden under a gentle smile. His gaze was soft and somewhat concerned.
Seeing Bai Mo, he still had that same stunning appearance, like a fleeting glimpse of a landscape painting in light ink, only more composed and steady, as if the ink had long since settled, and the memory was so distant, as if it were a past life.
Bai Mansion, Bai Yan, Ci Sheng...
"Why did you come all of a sudden? Is Bai Yan recovering well?"
Bai Mo nodded, then brought his thoughts back to the main topic, "He's fine, but something happened recently—it concerns Young Master Du—"
Ning Xian was taken aback, his heart tightening slightly, before realizing he was referring to Du Zhengnian. He subconsciously asked, "What trouble has he gotten into this time?" "Young Master Du has been kidnapped."
"What!?"
"This is a letter that Young Master Mu Yuan asked me to bring. He said he can't come back yet, so he had to ask me to come." Ning Xian took the letter, quickly glanced at it, and exclaimed in surprise, "Xuanlang Sect?! How did they know about Du Zhengnian's matter—Mu Yuan investigated it himself?! What can a blind man like him do?! Haven't he suffered enough yet?!"
"A blind man?" Bai Mo asked, puzzled. Ning Xian realized she had let something slip, thankfully no one else from the sect was around. "You saw Mu Yuan? He personally asked you to deliver this letter?"
“No, no, the letter was delivered to the branch office in Jiangcheng. I didn’t see Young Master Mu Yuan. His eyes…?” “It’s alright, he’s fine.”
Seeing that she didn't speak, Bai Mo didn't ask any further questions, only saying, "According to the messenger from the branch, when Young Master Mu Yuan came to the shop, they didn't notice anything unusual." Although the messenger gave his name, the servants in the Bai family's shop were very reliable and naturally had a detailed description of the visitor's appearance, confirming it was indeed Mu Yuan. If it had been a "blind man," they wouldn't have failed to report it. Ning Xian nodded, understanding that he was trying to comfort her and prevent her from worrying.
Is Bai Momo really that kind of person? It seems that I only saw the annoying things about him in the past, and never paid attention to the fact that he was also a nice guy.
Sometimes, she couldn't treat him like an outsider. Their awkward relationship unknowingly bound their thoughts, forming an inexplicable bond between them.
I need to go check it out—
"I'll be with you."
Ning Xian shook her head, "It's too dangerous, you should go back."
Bai Mo smiled helplessly, "I've never been able to help you much..."
"This is not something that belongs to your life in the first place. I'm the one who dragged you down."
"At least let me go with you to Jiangcheng."
"Um."
She left a message, packed her things, and set off with Bai Mo.
Bai Mo silently watched the girl riding beside him. Something was changing about her. She was still herself, and the things that made him stare at her were still there, but they were getting further and further away.
In just a short time, she had flown to a place he could never reach.
She was always flying, unrestrained, soaring everywhere, only occasionally brushing past him for a brief stop. He, on the other hand, remained in the same place, never moving an inch.
——Jiangcheng——
Upon arrival, Ning Xian insisted that Bai Mo return to the Bai family's branch office, and asked him to go to Uncle Dongli's place to inquire whether Mu Yuan was there and if she knew anything about the situation. She then took the opportunity to disappear without a trace.
She didn't need to wait for Bai Mo's reply, because she knew he wouldn't get any information. The letter Bai Mo had delivered for Mu Yuan contained everything she knew at the moment, and Bai Mo would never read it without her permission.
This was a trap, as obvious as it could be. Why would the Xuanlang Sect be interested in a useless Du Zhengnian? No, not the Xuanlang Sect—just the "Eldest Young Master." Although she knew it was reckless, she couldn't let Feng come. The "Eldest Young Master's" hostility towards Feng made her only want to keep Feng away.
Not long after she left the Bai family branch, an arrow suddenly shot towards her. She easily dodged it with a slight movement, clearly not intended to harm anyone. She picked up the arrow; a note was tied to it with only three words: Misty Rain Pavilion.
Since Mu Yuan's humiliation at the Misty Rain Pavilion, absolutely no news has come from there. Although Ning Xian didn't report the matter to the sect leader because of Mu Yuan's insistence, the unusual situation at the Misty Rain Pavilion had already reached the sect leader's ears through other channels. Just like his attitude towards the Xuanlang Sect, he didn't allow anyone to investigate the situation at the Misty Rain Pavilion. It was as if it were merely a toy he could disregard; if another child tried to take it, he would simply let them play with it.
Therefore, no one knows the current state of Yanyu Pavilion.
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That's it, I played games until the wee hours last night, I'm so sleepy, I can't stay awake any longer, I need to go to sleep... That's all for today 55
Chapter 84 Misty Rain and Towering Pavilion (from "The Wife's Wall-Climbing Tale") by Lian Zhi Qingting
She stood before the entrance to the Misty Rain Pavilion. Although the pavilion was located in a remote area, it used to be famous and bustling with visitors. However, the lively and prosperous scene of the past was nowhere to be seen. The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of willow branches swaying could be heard, accompanied by a strange mechanical sound that was sometimes regular and sometimes disappearing, casting an eerie atmosphere over the place.
The door slowly opened before her, and the person who appeared inside made her frown slightly—Yue Ji? Had this girl really joined the Xuanlang Sect? Or had she followed the "Young Master"?
She'll settle the score with this woman for the eye injury she suffered!
Yue Ji looked at her with a smile, tilted her head slightly, and said with an innocent expression, "What, do you not want to see me? Since the Netherworld Sect has no intention of accepting me, I will find a place to go on my own. What did I do wrong? Why look at me like that?"