243: Of course you won't marry me

Huan Xier paused, “But why are you ignoring me?”

“I wouldn’t stop you from liking anyone; I just wanted you to play with me.”

Huan Xier put Mo Qianqian down, helped her sit properly, then turned and came behind her, slowly gathering her disheveled hair.

“Later, for some reason, you started to hate me. You wouldn’t let me come find you anymore, nor would you let me speak to you first. Looking back now, it might have been because Senior Brother Feng married his Dao Companion.”

“You hated me, so I didn’t dare to come find you again, but why did you keep finding ways to bully me?”

That large earring was something Mo Qianqian coaxed him into wearing.

Huan Xier couldn’t understand why Mo Qianqian hated him so much, when they had played so well together when they were young and were even Family.

Yes, Huan Xier had long since regarded Mo Qianqian as Family.

“Because…”

Mo Qianqian’s hoarse voice finally spoke, and her gaze slowly shifted to Huan Xier, her eyes filled with loathing.

“The Dragon Herding Daoist only has one son, you. The purpose of Master taking me in was to make me your Dao Companion. Senior Brother Feng and I were deeply in love, but under the pressure of your parents’ power, we had no choice but to separate. He married someone he didn’t love, and my ultimate fate could only be to marry you.”

“Is that reason… enough?”

After Mo Qianqian finished speaking, she said nothing more.

“So that’s how it is…”

Huan Xier suddenly understood, then let out a bitter laugh, “I only ever considered you a Senior Sister; I never had any intention of marrying you, even if you are as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll go back and tell my parents that I won’t marry you.”

“Hahahahaha…”

Mo Qianqian seemed to have heard something hilarious and couldn’t help but laugh wildly, gasping for breath. She reached out and poked Huan Xier, her tone indescribably mocking.

“Of course you won’t marry me now, and your parents won’t let you marry me either. I’ve lost my chastity; how could I still enter your Family?”

Huan Xier froze; he really hadn’t thought of that. He knew he was being misunderstood again, but he didn’t explain. He simply circulated his spiritual power into Mo Qianqian’s body to help her sort out her Meridians.

“Alright, stop pretending. Who are you putting on this pitiful act for? Earlier you wished you could kill me, and now it’s deep sibling affection?”

Mo Qianqian didn’t appreciate it; she wanted to stop Huan Xier’s movements but couldn’t muster the strength.

Huan Xier ignored her, focusing solely on healing her. Although he had hated her intensely earlier, seeing her in this state now, he couldn't help but recall how good she had been to him when they were children.

People… are always complex and changeable.

Seeing this, Mo Qianqian stopped struggling and slowly lowered her head, a difficult-to-articulate sorrow welling up in her heart.

Looking on the bright side, at least she had successfully escaped the Yuan Residence’s control and also preserved her life.

Furthermore, she had gained many benefits in the Yuan Residence; her Storage Pouch still contained many Soul Crystals and pastries, and all she had lost was her chastity.

…

Xu Sanyan’s mind was still replaying the scene he had just witnessed. He had to admit, a beautiful Face was indeed very useful; at the very least, it could increase the duration.

“Saint, you just let Mo Qianqian go like that. Will she come back to cause trouble again?” Xiang Tan asked.

Xu Sanyan smiled and shook his head, “Mo Qianqian is someone who wants to be a good person but harbors evil thoughts, and wants to be a bad person but has too many scruples. She’s not purely bad. Such a person cannot achieve great things. Even if she comes again, there’s no need to be afraid.”

If there were no major changes, Mo Qianqian was destined to be left further and further behind by Fang Qingge, Net Intent, and others.

Lin Fan was bowing his head, deep in thought. Seeing this, Xu Sanyan patted his shoulder, “When we return to the mountain, just tell me whatever you want.”

He was very satisfied with Lin Fan’s performance this time. The world never lacked passionate young people who knew how to repay kindness, and Lin Fan was clearly one such person. It was just a pity that he had somehow ended up in the Demonic Sect.

Such a person was clearly more suited for a Righteous Path Sect.

Lin Fan pondered for a moment, finally making up his mind. He cupped his fists and said, “After we leave the Secret Realm, this Disciple wishes to go down the mountain alone for training. I hope the Saint will grant permission.”

“Train alone? Have I mistreated you?” Xu Sanyan asked.

“No,”

Lin Fan shook his head, “The Saint has treated this Disciple very well, but always hiding under your wing will inevitably prevent me from being tempered.”

“Alright, do as you wish. If you need anything, feel free to ask.”

“Thank you, Saint.”

Lin Fan looked grateful. No matter how others viewed the Saint, even if they spoke ill of him in a thousand ways, he himself had no right to criticize,

Because the Saint had never mistreated him.

Xu Sanyan looked at Qin Manyang, and coincidentally, Qin Manyang was also smiling at him, her Face full of flattery, inadvertently mixed with a hint of guilt.

Qin Manyang’s behavior was somewhat beyond Xu Sanyan’s expectations; was she truly so loyal to him as well?

Xiang Tan moved her lips, but ultimately, out of consideration for Qin Manyang’s Face, she didn’t speak up publicly. She planned to find an opportunity to secretly tell her Senior Brother.

…

At the same time,

Fang Qingge and the Luo family siblings, along with many other Disciples from the Sect, were proceeding cautiously.

The Ghost City was now showing signs of chaos. Many fierce ghosts had appeared from who knows where outside the city. They were mindless and killed anyone they saw,

Not just humans; they didn’t spare other ghosts either.

Fang Qingge personally witnessed many ghost-like commoners being torn apart and devoured by those fierce ghosts.

There were also constables in black robes who took action to subdue them, but they could only barely maintain order. Those fierce ghosts could jump out from anywhere at any time.

Fang Qingge looked at the dimly lit sky above. At this moment, the Ghost City should have been in darkness, but due to the Fusion of the two Secret Realms, some unknown changes had occurred, leading to this great chaos.

“Let’s get out of the city first; we can’t stay here.”

Fang Qingge guessed that those fierce ghosts would enter the city to hunt by instinct. The people and native residents inside the city were like a huge cake to them, and they definitely wouldn’t let them go. Getting out of the city might be safer.

“Okay.” The Luo family siblings didn’t object.

At this moment, the Qidao Sect of Yong Mountain and the Siyuan Sect had united, reaching an unprecedented number of over a hundred people. They weren’t afraid of ordinary fierce ghosts, only of being surrounded.

Although there was strength in numbers, the target was also larger, making it easier to attract more fierce ghosts.

The group was walking towards the city gates with bated breath when suddenly, a clear and melodious sound of a copper gong rang out abruptly,

“Clang~”

“One quarter past the Xu hour, dry weather, beware of fire~”

The sound was loud, as if coming from the horizon, yet it clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

Fang Qingge pursed his lips and stopped in his tracks.

Luo Changtian also sensed something was wrong and instantly drew his long sword.

At this moment, in this ghostly place, with fierce ghosts rampant, how could there still be someone striking the night watch gong?

“Clang~”

The copper gong sounded closer, but the voice was gone.

“Clang~”

Fang Qingge frowned, his ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly turned his head. The sound came from the very back of the group!

He saw a figure standing blankly at the very back of the group, his Face devoid of color, his pale hands clutching the gong mallet, and two streaks of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Fang Qingge gasped, “Wang Xinglu?”

If Xu Sanyan were here, he would recognize that this person was precisely the one who had accompanied him on the night watch earlier.