177: My heart is broken into many pieces...

In a corner of the long street, a woman with a light veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of crescent-moon-like eyes, wore a pink long dress and walked barefoot with a pair of delicate, jade-like feet, unstained by any dust.

The woman leaned against the wall, watching the passersby, her eyes blinking lightly, lost in thought.

Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind her, “So Fairy Qianqian is here. I’ve been looking for you.”

Mo Qianqian sighed inwardly. Without turning around, she knew who it was.

Siyuan Sect, Fang Qingge.

A handsome man strode over, a smile playing on his lips, his disheveled long hair casually tied behind his head, holding a folding fan that swayed gently with his steps, the breeze blowing strands of hair away.

Anyone who saw him would undoubtedly praise him, “What a scoundrel of the mundane world!” There was no hint of frivolity or impetuosity in his eyes, only a sense of carefree ease.

Mo Qianqian couldn't completely ignore him, so she turned around and bowed, “This junior greets Young Master Fang.”

Fang Qingge applied a little force to his wrist, and the folding fan snapped shut with a “pa” sound. “Fairy Qianqian, why do you avoid me so? Although I may be a rogue, I am certainly not an unreasonable person. If Fairy is tired of me, you can simply say so, and I will take my leave immediately, without further entanglement.”

Mo Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said without hesitation, “This junior is accustomed to being alone and does not like having people by her side.”

“I don’t believe it.”

Mo Qianqian turned her head, “…?”

You tell me to say it, and then you don’t believe it. Are you playing with me?

“Why does Fairy push people away a thousand miles?” Before Fang Qingge could finish speaking, two women ran from a distance, excitedly shouting, “Senior Brother Fang, why are you hiding here? Come with us, we have a great treasure to show you.”

Fang Qingge twitched his lips and sighed deeply inwardly, “Uh, two Junior Sisters, your Senior Brother has important matters to attend to. You two go find Senior Brother Liu to play with first.”

The two girls’ faces instantly turned ugly, and they looked at Mo Qianqian with hostility, demanding loudly, “Senior Brother, who is she?”

“Uh…”

Fang Qingge wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and changed the subject, “I heard Brother Luo has a sword technique called Falling Rain Intent, which is truly beautiful. How about…”

The two women did not fall for it and kept their eyes fixed on Mo Qianqian, “No hurry, Senior Brother Fang, first explain, who is this person?”

“This… this…” Fang Qingge was so anxious he wished he could dig a hole and bury himself.

“This junior is Mo Qianqian. I greet two Senior Sisters.”

Mo Qianqian shook her head, not understanding why Fang Qingge was acting so timid. There was no relationship between them, yet his actions made it seem as if there was something improper going on.

“You are Mo Qianqian?” The hostility in the two women’s eyes intensified.

They had long heard of Mo Qianqian’s great reputation, with numerous titles attached to her: the cultivation world’s number one beauty, Shangyin Mountain’s number one Prodigy, gentle and graceful, and so on.

She made all men who saw her dream of her and all women who saw her feel hostile.

Mo Qianqian was endlessly annoyed by this and could only cover her face with a light veil, which helped a little.

But another problem followed: those men who hadn't seen her face but had heard of her reputation wanted to lift her veil and see her true appearance.

Now, Mo Qianqian was also very annoyed. Covering it was not good, not covering it was not good either. She could only stay away from crowds, hiding alone in a corner to enjoy a moment of peace.

But after coming to Mist City, this highly skilled disciple of Siyuan Sect, Fang Qingge, had become entangled with her again.

On the other side, the two women held Fang Qingge’s arms, one on each side, and viciously twisted his ribs, making him grimace in pain for a while. Yet, knowing he was in the wrong, he dared not resist.

The woman on the left angrily said, “Fang Qingge, when you pursued me, you spoke so eloquently, saying you only loved me. A few days ago, you went after Junior Sister Yu.”

“I thought it was normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and Junior Sister Yu and I are close, so sharing a husband would not be impossible. But now you’ve set your sights on Mo Qianqian?”

Junior Sister Yu on the other side nodded in agreement, “Exactly.”

Saying that, she took out a folding fan from her bosom, “You even said this was a token of our affection and told me to cherish it. I believed it completely and hugged it to sleep every night.”

The more she spoke, the more Junior Sister Yu felt wronged, “Besides, aren’t you satisfied with us sisters? How many women do you intend to like before you stop?”

Fang Qingge rubbed his ribs and gently embraced the two women. He was soft-hearted and could not bear to see women cry, so he could only comfort them softly, “My sincerity towards you all is the same. It’s just that my heart is broken into many pieces, and each piece houses a woman.”

Junior Sister Yu was stunned by his shameless remarks. After a long moment of stunned, she asked in disbelief, “So now another piece of your heart has been given to Mo Qianqian?”

Fang Qingge nodded approvingly, “I just love that clever and intelligent side of you.”

“Pah!”

Junior Sister Yu was furious. With tears streaming down her face, she broke free from Fang Qingge’s embrace, pointed at him, and sobbed loudly, “Fang Qingge! You wait, I’m going to tell Revered Master!”

Fang Qingge shook his head and sighed, alas, Junior Sister Yu didn't know,

Actually, a piece of his heart was also given to her Revered Master…

The two women ran off angrily. As they turned the corner of the alley, they almost crashed into someone, instinctively letting out a gasp and retreating two steps.

“Oh, don’t you have eyes?”

The two women’s cultivation was not low. Normally, even through a corner, they would have sensed someone behind the wall, but at that moment, their emotions were turbulent, so they didn’t pay attention to such things. Coupled with their bad mood, they became somewhat unreasonable.

Xu Sanyan was strolling through the streets with Xiang Tan and Elder Ren, preparing to experience the charm of Mist City, and just happened to pass by this spot.

He naturally sensed someone behind the wall but had no intention of moving aside.

A mere Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, did they deserve for him to make way?

Xu Sanyan frowned slightly upon hearing this, just about to speak, when his gaze passed over the two women and fell upon Fang Qingge and Mo Qianqian behind them.

Both of them gave him a sense of danger.

The bitter smile on Fang Qingge’s face receded, slowly replaced by seriousness. He didn’t recognize Xu Sanyan, but he could sense that this person was far from simple.

“Junior Sister Yu, Junior Sister Zhao, come back.” Fang Qingge spoke softly.

“No! I’m going to tell Revered Master!” Junior Sister Yu thought he was scared and remained relentless.

“Come back!” Fang Qingge’s tone was heavy, not like a joke.

Junior Sister Zhao regained her composure, sensing the distinct atmosphere, and quickly pulled Junior Sister Yu back, standing beside Fang Qingge.

Mo Qianqian also straightened her posture, her vigilance heightened, and looked directly at Xu Sanyan.

Xu Sanyan made no move, watching the two women retreat.

“This junior is Fang Qingge of Siyuan Sect. I greet Fellow Daoist.” Fang Qingge held his folding fan and cupped his hands slightly.

“This junior is Mo Qianqian of Shangyin Mountain. I greet Fellow Daoist.” Mo Qianqian also bowed gracefully.

Xu Sanyan raised an eyebrow, “Oh? So you are the famous Fang Qingge. It’s an honor to meet you.”