461: Chapter 461 A Joyous Event

Morning light spilled onto the bluestone ground, casting a warm golden glow.

Ling Hao and Shi Qingxuan walked to the front of a residence.

Shi Qingxuan lowered her head slightly; although she had often come to see her mother in the morning before, this time felt different.

The door was wide open, and Shi Yunyu and Yue Xinlan were sitting opposite each other.

Upon entering, Ling Hao moved to pour tea and pay his respects.

Shi Yunyu quickly raised her hand to stop him.

"No need, no need."

Her voice was a bit hurried, and her eyes flickered; she only glanced at Ling Hao before quickly looking away toward the teacup, as if it had suddenly sprouted some extraordinary pattern.

Last night's events... she really couldn't act like they hadn't happened.

The sensation on her chest seemed to linger on her skin, and when the crisp sound of the bells drifted across the courtyard wall and into her ears, she had been unable to restrain herself from seeking self-comfort.

Facing Ling Hao now, Shi Yunyu only felt her cheeks burning, and even her breathing was somewhat unsteady.

Noticing her mother's unusual behavior, Shi Qingxuan asked with concern:

"Mother, your complexion doesn't look good. Did you not rest well last night?"

Shi Yunyu's fingertips trembled, and her teacup nearly slipped. She gave a light cough and forced herself to stay calm.

"It's nothing. It's likely... I just didn't rest very well last night."

The corners of Ling Hao's mouth curled up imperceptibly, but he didn't call her out.

Yue Xinlan sat to the side, her small frame sitting perfectly upright, her deep brown layered gown spread across the chair, and her silver ornaments shimmering in the morning light.

"Yunyu is right. There are no outsiders here now, so there's no need to worry about such things."

Yue Xinlan's voice was crisp, yet her words were mature and sophisticated, creating a strange sense of contrast.

She picked up the teapot, personally poured a cup of tea for Ling Hao, and pushed it toward him.

"This is to return the courtesy from the ceremony back then."

Ling Hao was slightly taken aback, then smiled as he took it. "You're too kind."

Yue Xinlan nodded, set down the teapot, and asked:

"What are your plans for later?"

Ling Hao picked up the teacup, took a light sip, and said, "In seven days, I plan to return to Cangwu Prefecture."

"So soon?"

Shi Qingxuan glanced at him, a trace of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

"Yes, I've been out for a while now, so I need to go back and check on things. Also, there are some matters to attend to."

Yu Lingshuang had sent word that there was news from her Revered Master and Senior Sister, saying they had encountered the Giant Clan.

Ling Hao was quite interested in this Giant Clan, and he hadn't seen Zhaohua and the others in a long time.

Things in Baiyan Prefecture were mostly settled, so it was time to deal with Fusang Prefecture.

After dealing with Fusang Prefecture, he could also head east to explore the Four Seas and look for news of the Mother-Child Sea...

That Mother-Child Sea was vital to the reproduction of the Moon Shadow Small World and his future happy life.

As for the Main Quest to become the Lord of the Three Provinces... Ling Hao had a bit of a headache; given his current relationship with the White Rock Holy Land, it was awkward to bring it up.

However, hadn't Yue Xinlan previously mentioned being willing to become a vassal sect of the Moonshadow Sect?

Yue Xinlan nodded slightly and repeated:

"Seven days? Good."

That single "good" was said with deep meaning.

Ling Hao's heart stirred; it seemed this Supreme Baiyan had other plans.

After talking for a while longer, Ling Hao and Shi Qingxuan stood up to take their leave.

As they reached the door, Yue Xinlan suddenly spoke:

"Qingxuan, stay for a moment."

Shi Qingxuan paused and looked at Ling Hao.

Ling Hao nodded slightly, having a vague premonition—perhaps it was related to those "seven days" from earlier.

He left alone, his figure disappearing into the morning light.

Shi Qingxuan turned back and sat down across from Yue Xinlan, asking respectfully:

"Ancestral Master, may I ask what important matter you've kept me here for?"

Yue Xinlan set down her teacup, her gaze calm yet profound:

"In three days, summon all the Grand Elders and high-ranking officials to hold a Sect meeting."

Shi Qingxuan was startled, then nodded. "Yes."

She thought for a moment and asked, "Ancestral Master, are you summoning them because you want to reorganize the White Rock Holy Land?"

Yue Xinlan nodded, but her gaze drifted past the window frame toward the direction Ling Hao had gone.

"It's not just about reorganizing the White Rock Holy Land. What I intend to decide and announce is the future of the White Rock Holy Land, the future of Baiyan Prefecture... and the future of the Three Provinces Realm."

"The future of the Three Provinces Realm?" Shi Yunyu and Shi Qingxuan were both stunned.

The two exchanged a look; although they had doubts, they didn't question her.

After all, the Ancestral Master was one of the nine Great Supremes of ancient times; as long as she regained her peak strength...

Yue Xinlan withdrew her gaze and picked up her teacup, saying no more.

...

Three days later.

Early morning, Canglan Peak.

Inside the wing room, thin gauze curtains hung low, and the morning light filtered through the window paper, scattering broken gold across the floor.

Ling Hao was sleeping soundly when a wet, warm sensation came from his chest, like some small animal licking him.

"Mo Shuang... stop licking..."

He mumbled incoherently and rolled over.

The moist, warm sensation didn't stop; instead, it moved up from his chest to lick his collarbone.

Ling Hao snapped his eyes open.

A pair of amber beast pupils were right in front of his eyes, bright and sparkling with a bit of playfulness and successful mischief.

Silvery-white hair fell down, brushing against his cheeks and feeling itchy.

"You Ruo?!"

You Ruo lay on his chest, her small hands propped on either side of him, her silvery-white tiger ears standing tall, and her tail wagging gently behind her.

She was wearing a thin little nightgown, the neckline hanging loosely off her shoulder to reveal a small section of her fair neck.

The hem of the nightgown was rolled up to her thighs, her two fair little legs curled at his waist, and her fluffy tiger tail peeked out from under the skirt, twitching back and forth.

A trace of crystalline moisture still hung from the corner of her mouth, her small tiger fangs slightly exposed as she gave a sweet yet mischievous smile.

"Male Big Brother, you're awake~"

She said in a milky voice, then leaned in to lick his chin.

"So salty."

Ling Hao's eye twitched, and he raised his hand to give her perky little butt a smack.

"Didn't I tell you not to come last night?"

With a crisp "thwack," You Ruo let out a "howl" and rolled to the side while clutching her butt, but she accidentally rolled to the inner side of the bed and bumped into a soft, warm body.

Mo Shuang was lying on her side there, the thin quilt only covering her up to her waist, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

She was only wearing an ink-colored gauze nightgown with an extremely low neckline, leaving half of her breasts exposed, her fullness still bearing the faint red finger marks and shallow teeth marks left from last night.

The hem of her skirt was piled messily at her thighs, revealing a pair of long, well-proportioned jade legs with faint red marks visible on the sides.

After You Ruo bumped into her, Mo Shuang opened her eyes groggily.

Upon seeing You Ruo, she immediately jolted awake, hurriedly pulling up the quilt as red clouds flew to her cheeks.

"Lord... Little You Ruo... I, I last night..."

"Alright, alright."

Ling Hao sighed helplessly, sat up, and rubbed You Ruo's head.

"Go eat breakfast. Your Senior Sister Changning should have finished making it by now; I told her last night to make your favorite Braised Lion's Head Meatballs."

Hearing this, You Ruo's tiger ears snapped upright, and her eyes shone like two stars.

"Really? Lion's head meatballs!"

"Really. Go on."

With a "howl," You Ruo jumped off the bed and ran out barefoot, but she turned back at the door to stand on her tiptoes and give Ling Hao a kiss on the cheek before giggling and running off.

Mo Shuang whispered, "Lord, let me serve you while you dress."

She stood up, took Ling Hao's outer robe, and draped it over him, then knelt by the bed to put on his shoes. Her movements were gentle and submissive; when she bowed her head, her low neckline gaped open, and her ample chest almost spilled out.

Ling Hao gave a wicked smile and reached out to give them a gentle squeeze; Mo Shuang's ears turned slightly red, but she didn't resist, her eyes full of submissiveness.

The two of them came to another courtyard.

The morning light was perfect, and the fragrance of spiritual tea wafted through the air.

Qin Zhaoxue was sitting upright at a stone table with a volume of Daoist scriptures by her hand. Du Yuqing leaned against a corridor pillar, resting with her eyes closed. Lu Changning was setting out plates of exquisite breakfast snacks on the stone table.

Lin Xiwei stood by the railing, staring blankly at the morning glow on the horizon.

Shui Liuli and Xia Yingying were huddled together, whispering about who knows what.

Ling Hao glanced around, his brows arching slightly.

"Where is your Eldest Senior Sister?"

Qin Zhaoxue set down the Daoist scriptures and smiled slightly.

"Eldest Senior Sister went out mysteriously early this morning with Sect Leader Shi's eldest Disciple, Shen Yunjie. When asked what she was doing, she just said 'it's a big matter' and ran off."

Ling Hao shook his head; lately, his Disciples had been getting along quite well with Shi Qingxuan's three Disciples.

Especially Chi Wanhe and Shen Yunjie, both being Eldest Senior Sisters...

"Revered Master—! Great joyous news! A great joyous event—!"

From outside the courtyard came Chi Wanhe's excited voice.