Chapter 734: Chapter 576: When You’ve Thought It Through, Come Find Me

’Besides, last night... I do seem to have been a bit rough...’

"Tsk, it’s broad daylight and I’m still thinking about..."

Xiao Mo chided himself, pushed the thought down again, and walked into the kitchen.

Before long, the stove was lit. Wisps of smoke curled up from the chimney, slowly drifting and scattering above the courtyard.

Xiao Mo planned to use the Spirit Beast Flesh and Blood from his previous hunt to cook a good meal and treat Sister Liu Shui, Senior Sister Lin, and the others.

Preparing this Spirit Beast Flesh and Blood required considerable skill and patience.

Gui Junmeng and Xiao Mo were both excellent cooks.

But Gui Junmeng didn’t know what was wrong with her. She just felt an overwhelming desire to be near Xiao Mo, to stick to his side and never leave.

Whenever her gaze fell upon Xiao Mo’s lips, she would involuntarily press her own, pursing them gently as the memory of last night’s touch surfaced in her mind.

Because Gui Junmeng was so distracted, Xiao Mo had to do most of the cooking himself, with Gui Junmeng merely helping out on the side.

At noon, Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng finally finished preparing the meal.

Sister Liu Shui, Senior Sister Lin, and the others arrived in the courtyard just in time to eat.

"Ooh, what’s cooking? It smells so good..."

Senior Sister Lin Qiaoqiao sat happily on a stone stool in the courtyard, taking a deep breath of the food’s aroma, her face alight with satisfaction.

"So, Jun Meng, did you make this whole spread yourself?"

"No, I just helped out a little. Most of it was made by my hus... husband..." As Gui Junmeng said the word "husband," her voice grew softer, and she lowered her gaze, her expression a mix of the bashfulness and sweetness unique to a new bride.

"Hehehe... In that case, Jun Meng, we must have a good taste of your husband’s cooking." Senior Sister Lin covered her mouth, unable to resist teasing her.

"Alright, Qiaoqiao, stop teasing Jun Meng. Look at her, she’s so shy she’s about to cry."

Senior Sister Huang reached out and tapped Lin Qiaoqiao lightly on the forehead, then turned to call over the other sisters.

"Come on, let’s eat. They worked so hard on this meal, and it’s getting cold."

"Coming, coming..." Hearing the call, the senior sisters all took their seats.

The once-quiet courtyard quickly became lively.

Everyone ate the food Xiao Mo had cooked and was full of praise.

Senior Sister Lin and the others still couldn’t help but tease the little newlywed, Jun Meng.

Faced with the occasional teasing from her senior and junior sisters, Gui Junmeng could only blush and lower her head.

However... when Gui Junmeng happened to look up, she noticed that Sister Liu Shui seemed to have something on her mind today. She was exceptionally quiet, just sitting off to the side, eating her food in small bites. She would occasionally lift her eyes to glance at Xiao Mo before quickly looking down again.

After lunch, everyone helped wash the dishes, then sat and chatted for a while before gradually taking their leave.

In the spacious courtyard, only Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng remained.

They sat on the stone stools, each closing their eyes to meditate.

But Gui Junmeng just couldn’t seem to quiet her mind.

From time to time, she would open her eyes and look toward Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo seemed to sense her gaze, and he opened his eyes, turning to look at Gui Junmeng.

Their eyes met.

As if she’d received an electric shock, Gui Junmeng immediately lowered her head, frantically averting her gaze. She closed her eyes again, pretending to be deep in meditation.

Xiao Mo wasn’t quite sure what was wrong with Jun Meng, but he closed his eyes again and continued his cultivation.

But just as Xiao Mo was about to enter a meditative trance, his mind gradually settling, he felt a gentle tug on his sleeve.

Xiao Mo opened his eyes to see that Gui Junmeng had, at some point, walked over to his side.

"What is it?" Xiao Mo asked with a gentle smile.

"Xiao Mo... I... There’s something about cultivation I don’t understand..." Gui Junmeng said softly, her head bowed.

"What part don’t you understand?" Xiao Mo asked patiently.

"I... I’m not really sure either..."

Gui Junmeng slightly lifted her delicate head. Her moist eyes were full of shyness, and her cheeks were as red as peach blossoms in spring. Her voice grew fainter and fainter, so soft it seemed it might dissipate in the wind.

"Maybe... we... we have to dual cultivate again... for me... for me to know..."

...

「Tushan. Moon God Peak. Beneath the Moon God Tree.」

The radiance of the Moon God Tree poured down like flowing water, gently falling upon the woman beneath it.

The woman sat cross-legged on the ground, eight long, snow-white tails swaying gently behind her.

With every breath she took, the spiritual glow of the Moon God Tree silently mended the lingering injuries within her body.

And though her injuries had not yet healed, her Realm had advanced compared to before. There were even signs that she was about to break through to the Mid-stage Immortal Realm.

"Not bad. As expected of the descendant Tushan Meng valued so highly. Your talent is truly remarkable. Forget her, even I am tempted to take you as my disciple." A woman’s voice drifted languidly into Tushan Jing Ci’s ears.

Tushan Jing Ci slowly opened her eyes and saw a woman of the Fox Race looking at her with a smile.

Staring at this woman named Yuan, Tushan Jing Ci’s brow furrowed, her eyes filled with vigilance.

Tushan Jing Ci knew in her heart that this "Yuan" was not one of her Tushan people at all, but an entity that had seized the body of a Fox Race woman, usurping her place.

As for her true identity, Tushan Jing Ci had no idea.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t asked her master.

But her master had merely replied coolly, "She is a friend of mine. You need not concern yourself with her."

’But how could Tushan Jing Ci not be concerned?’

"Holy Daughter, must you always look at me with such a hostile glare?"

Yuan chuckled, her tone tinged with a nonchalant mockery.

"The only reason you’re still alive is because I saved your life. In other words, I am your savior."

"Let’s not even talk about what my master promised you," Tushan Jing Ci said, tilting her head and staring coldly at the other woman. Her voice wasn’t loud, but every word was like ice. "Did I ask you to save me?"

"Hehehe..."

Yuan couldn’t help but laugh.

"You really are interesting. But you have a point. You were hell-bent on dying, so life and death probably don’t make much difference to you."

"However, that sweetheart of yours isn’t dead. If you were to die just like that, he would live a life of carefree bliss with your sister, reveling night after night. Could you rest in peace?"

BOOM!

Before Yuan’s voice had even faded, one of Tushan Jing Ci’s long, snow-white tails whipped out from behind her, smashing toward Yuan.

Yuan nimbly sidestepped the attack. The tail slammed heavily into the ground with a thunderous crash, instantly creating a deep crater.

"You should save your strength, Holy Daughter."

Yuan patted the dust from her sleeves, her tone light and unconcerned.

"You alone can’t kill me. Plenty of people in this world have wanted me dead, but from the very beginning, all they could ever do was seal me away."

Tushan Jing Ci’s eyes narrowed as she stared coldly at her, the killing intent radiating from her body completely undisguised.

"Alright, stop glaring at me like that."

Yuan turned and began to walk away at an unhurried pace, her voice drifting back from behind her.

"An informant from the Seeking Immortal Temple sent word. A phenomenon appeared there last night—the Great Dao intertwining. Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng have consummated their union. They must have been lost in a blissful dream, a night of spring passion. I bet they couldn’t even bear to get out of bed this morning."

SHING!

Tushan Jing Ci suddenly drew her sword, a cold glint of light stabbing toward Yuan.

However, Yuan had already vanished from the spot. The white longsword was left embedded in the cold stone wall, its blade vibrating with a low hum.

"Hehehe... So young, yet such a temper."

Yuan’s laughter echoed above Moon God Mountain, seeming at once distant and near.

"Tushan Jing Ci, if you don’t want to see your man and your sister surrounded by children and grandchildren a few years from now, I have a way to make him follow you with utter devotion. It’s much better than standing here, fuming in impotent rage."

"When you’ve made up your mind, come find me..."

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