Si Yang was taken aback by his sudden retort. Even the aura of being his future disciple and husband couldn't suppress his anger, and he looked about to speak.
Fu Mingxu was eager to know why Si Yang Xianjun, who had sacrificed half his life in his previous life to reverse time and allow him to start over to stop Han Tao from falling into demonic possession, was so deeply bound by cause and effect that the two of them were always at each other's throats.
"Of course there are, much better than yours." Si Yang, never one to be second to anyone, was extremely indignant. "What? Want to fight again?"
Han Tao: "I'm available anytime."
Fu Mingxu slapped Han Tao's arm hard in anger, but the impact made his hand go numb.
Meng Shui stared in disbelief at all this before being pulled away from the battlefield by Manager Liu.
Fu Mingxu had a headache, but Si Yang Xianjun's cultivation level was such that he couldn't drive him away unless he really let the two of them fight again.
That was of course impossible, so he could only try to persuade him gently: "Immortal Lord, you have misunderstood the city lord. That's not what he meant."
Si Yang Immortal Lord narrowed his eyes: "Oh? City Lord?"
Han Tao's face turned cold: "You can't beat me."
Si Yang's ethereal, otherworldly expression cracked, leaving Fu Yangxu both alarmed and bewildered.
"Master."
Just then, a cold, hard voice broke the tense atmosphere between the three. Fu Mingxu looked towards the door and saw a tall figure standing there, quietly watching everything inside.
The man was dressed in snow, his expression colder than the snow on a mountain peak, and his aura was like a drawn sword, as if even a glance would wound him.
The arrogant Immortal Lord Siyang trembled upon seeing the newcomer, like a pitiful and helpless little white flower swaying in the wind.
"You... how did you get here?" He felt his calf tremble involuntarily, and he tried to steady himself. "You, as the sect leader, aren't guarding the sect, but running around everywhere?"
The man walked slowly inside, his handsome face radiating an intimidating coldness. But when he reached them, he smiled and said, "With Master out there, how can I not accompany and serve him?"
He looked at Immortal Lord Siyang, a smile playing on his lips: "Master, won't you introduce me to your friends?"
Fu Mingxu frowned deeply. In his previous life, he had never heard of Si Yang Immortal Lord having a disciple. He had also not seen this person during the completion of the Time Reversal Array.
Si Yang Xianjun's heart trembled slightly. After calming down, he reluctantly spoke: "Yes, this is Qi Muyuan, the sect master of my Tianyan Sect."
Qi Muyuan's gaze darkened for a moment, then he smiled and continued, "Yes, he is also the beloved disciple of Immortal Lord Siyang."
He deliberately emphasized the last two words, not afraid that others would notice anything unusual.
Si Yang Immortal Lord was startled by him. He rolled his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one had noticed anything amiss.
How did this wicked disciple manage to track me all the way here?!
But he couldn't say anything; he had to maintain the demeanor of a master and say with a smile, "That's right."
Fu Mingxu felt that his smile was somewhat forced, and there was a strange atmosphere between him and Qi Muyuan.
But he didn't think too much about it, and just smiled and nodded: "So it's Sect Master Qi."
Qi Muyuan glanced at him and Han Tao, his voice clear and bright: "Lord Han, I've heard that Yunhan City has a new master. I presume this is your Daoist partner?"
His expression was flat, as if he were talking about something extremely ordinary. However, when he looked at Immortal Lord Siyang, he pursed his lips and said, "How come I heard that Master actually fought with City Lord Han in order to pursue a beauty?"
"Did I hear wrong?"
"Or does Master have a favorite mistress, and someone else has mistaken him for someone else?"
Fu Mingxu was taken aback. He guessed that there would be rumors after last night, but as long as he didn't care, they would disappear with the wind.
But he never expected that the rumor would be so outrageous!
Immortal Lord Siyang immediately erupted: "Nonsense!"
Qi Muyuan followed up smoothly: "Then why?"
Immortal Lord Siyang felt his lifelong integrity had been ruined, and he was almost about to curse: "I just wanted to take Fu Mingxu as my disciple!"
Alright, the case is solved. Fu Mingxu finally understands why he insisted on taking him back to Zhaixingtai.
Qi Muyuan smiled and patted Si Yang Xianjun's back, saying, "Master, don't be angry. I knew they were talking nonsense."
Fu Mingxu didn't think he was suitable to become his disciple, so he quickly seized the opportunity to say, "Immortal Lord, you have misplaced your favor. I do not have the ability to glimpse the secrets of heaven, nor do I have any intention of entering the Tianyan Sect."
Qi Muyuan nodded: "It seems that Master has been busy for nothing. How could Lord Han bear to be separated from his partner?"
"Moreover, Young Master Fu loves Lord Han City very much and would certainly not want to leave his side even for a moment."
Fu Mingxu: I almost believed your nonsense.
Han Tao felt a great weight lifted from his heart and said, "Sect Leader Qi is right."
Fu Mingxu: Are you guys not quite right in the head?
With Han Tao's agreement, the matter of Si Yang Xianjun wanting to take Fu Mingxu as his disciple was dropped in a few words between the two.
Apart from Si Yang Xianjun himself feeling extremely regretful, Fu Mingxu did not feel any regret at all.
After all, he really didn't have any talent for divination or anything like that.
With the misunderstanding cleared up, and seeing that it was getting late, Manager Liu appeared at the right time and said respectfully, "Your accommodations have been arranged. Please follow me."
Qi Muyuan glanced at Si Yang Xianjun and said frankly, "I have some questions about cultivation that I would like to ask my master. Since we are both meditating anyway, I can share a room with my master, which will save the innkeeper from having to make an extra trip."
"No trouble at all," Manager Liu replied.
Si Yang Xianjun was taken aback and wanted to refuse, but Qi Muyuan whispered in his ear: "Does Master want me to serve you to the guest room now?"
"These are all jobs we're used to doing, so it's not that we can't do them."
Upon hearing this, Immortal Lord Siyang was furious, but dared not raise his voice. He gritted his teeth and transmitted his voice, "What can I, a mere sword cultivator, offer guidance to?"
Qi Muyuan's laughter seemed to penetrate his heart through telepathy: "For example, the way of a teacher?"
Immortal Lord Siyang: You wicked disciple! You wicked disciple!
Watching the two of them go upstairs so "harmoniously," Fu Mingxu couldn't help but sigh, "Their master-disciple relationship is really good."
Han Tao recalled the rumors about Qi Muyuan that he had heard during the war between the righteous and the demonic, and said, "Qi Muyuan was originally a disciple of the Sword Sect. When he entered the Sword Tomb of the Sword Sect during the Sword Inquiry, he angered the guardian of the tomb for some reason and was stripped of his cultivation and expelled from the Sword Sect."
"Later, he was picked up by the Immortal Lord Siyang who came down the mountain and brought back to the Tianyan Sect. However, for some reason, he still cultivated the sword path and became the sect master of the Tianyan Sect."
Qi Muyuan's experiences were full of ups and downs, which surprised Fu Mingxu greatly.
"How do you know so much?" he asked curiously.
Han Tao looked down at him, his gaze lingering on the stairwell where the two had disappeared for a moment before returning to Fu Mingxu.
"That's what others have said."
"But Qi Muyuan once said that he greatly cherished Immortal Lord Siyang."
As for what kind of love it is, it's probably not as simple as it sounds.
"Therefore, Qi Muyuan must not want Si Yang to have any other disciples."
Fu Mingxu didn't think much of it. He shrugged, completely unconcerned: "Anyway, I don't want to go to Tianyan Sect."
Han Tao looked at his trembling eyelashes and said softly, "The Heavenly Evolution Sect is desolate and not suitable for you."
"I'll take you to the ancestral land of the dragons later; the scenery there is extremely beautiful."
"Why would I go to the ancestral land of the dragon clan?" Fu Mingxu felt something was off.
Han Tao continued, "The ancestral land of the dragon race is filled with the aura of the dragons from all generations, which nourishes the spiritual flowers and herbs that cannot be born in the spiritual energy."
Fu Mingxu's spirits lifted: "For example..."
Han Tao continued, following his lead: "For example, Dragon Treasure Grass, Floating Tree, Horned Sea Flower..."
The more he spoke, the more Fu Mingxu's eyes widened in astonishment.
"You don't use any of these for alchemy?"
Han Tao shook his head: "These are everywhere in our ancestral land, nothing to be surprised about."
"The truly rare ones are ones I don't even know the names of."
Fu Mingxu grew anxious and unconsciously moved closer to him: "Then describe it."
"I've been away from our ancestral land for so long that I've almost forgotten everything," Han Tao said with a helpless smile. "If you were here, you would definitely recognize it. After all, the dragon race isn't particularly good at these things."
Fu Mingxu recalled the spiritual herbs planted among weeds in the city lord's mansion and wholeheartedly agreed.
He forgot what he had just said and excitedly said, "Then take me to your ancestral land as soon as possible, and I'll give you half of the pills I refine."
Han Tao smiled slightly: "Then thank you in advance."
Each dragon takes its mate to its ancestral land, where the most suitable place is for them to accomplish their most important task.
Returning to the ancestral land requires crossing the Sea of Illusion, which he is clearly unable to do in his current state of dragon soul. Furthermore, the demonic seed within his dragon soul will be rejected by the ancestral land, preventing him from entering.
Knowing his concerns, Fu Mingxu patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, I will definitely cure you."
Han Tao nodded: "Yes, you can definitely do it."
The powerful beast finally figured out how to capture its most desired prey with great difficulty, and all that was left was to wait patiently.
As dusk settled, Fu Mingxu yawned after his initial excitement and casually said, "I'm so tired. Let's talk about the rest after I've rested."
Today's auction will surely reach the Tianxuan Sect, so now is the time to be on high alert. It would be best to wait until tomorrow to make further plans.
Moreover, this time we might really need the help of Immortal Lord Siyang.
Manager Liu had already made arrangements for the merman Meng Shui. At this moment, he welcomed the two upstairs and led them to the innermost room in the second-floor corridor. He whispered, "This is the largest and best guest room in our restaurant."
Fu Mingxu stared blankly at the room in front of him for a moment before finally speaking: "One room?"
Manager Liu nodded with a smile and explained, "The restaurant was badly damaged last night, please forgive us, Master Fu."
A note from the author:
Fu Mingxu: Letting me share a room with your city lord is considered a great favor?
Chapter 36
Fu Mingxu didn't believe it at all. He pushed open the door to the room next to them in front of the two of them and fell silent when he saw that it was empty.
Manager Liu cupped his hands in greeting and said with a smile, "Master Fu, would I lie to you?"
"We were in such a rush that we didn't have time to prepare many things." He pointed inside, seemingly unaware of Fu Xu's meaning, and continued, "Look, we haven't even had time to install these windows yet."