On Heaven Mist Peak, the atmosphere had fallen into an eerie silence.
The attendant sandwiched between the two discreetly vanished into the darkness.
The gathered crowd held their breath, hiding their figures as they stared intently at the two in front of them, not daring to make a sound.
Even the turbulent, wild black clouds in the sky suddenly became docile, as if they too were waiting anxiously to see how the situation would unfold.
The oppressive atmosphere felt as if it were about to freeze solid.
“Foolish Senior Brother, what nonsense are you spouting again?”
Jiang Wan’er looked at Li Muqun in front of her.
The joy of their long-awaited reunion had completely vanished, replaced by a heart full of confusion and bewilderment.
What did he mean by hurting your feelings?
Clearly, I’m the one who’s been hurt!
But because of the Imprint, she couldn’t bring herself to speak the truth.
So Li Muqun continued, “Nonsense? I came to catch—”
“Plop!”
Before he could finish the word “catching a scoundrel,” an electric current spread from the back of his head throughout his body. The shock made Li Muqun shudder involuntarily.
No, that’s not right.
Why do I have such a bad feeling?
It feels like I’m being watched by countless eyes.
He swallowed hard. The word “scoundrel” hovered in his throat for a long time, but he just couldn’t say it.
In the end, he could only change his words:
“I came looking for you, Junior Sister.”
Jiang Wan’er was stunned.
Looking for me?
Weren’t you talking about hurting my feelings? Then why are you looking for me?
Could it be…
That Foolish Senior Brother is mad at me for not visiting him for so long?
That must be it. It’s the only explanation.
Since he has improper thoughts about me, and we haven’t seen each other for so long, he’s probably been thinking of me day and night, unable to eat or sleep, growing thinner and struggling to advance his cultivation.
He must miss me so much that he resorted to coming up to Heaven Mist Peak.
After a wave of self-indulgent imagination, Jiang Wan’er’s heart was overwhelmed by immense happiness.
She felt as if she were soaked in syrup; the sweetness made her brain turn to mush.
Truly, such a Foolish Senior Brother.
There are so many people around; he could get caught by other Senior and Junior Sisters…
No, no way. I can’t let the Foolish Senior Brother take advantage.
The last bit of pride inside her still supported her thoughts.
She opened her mouth intending to say, “Wasteful Senior Brother still wants to see me? A messy cultivator, in such a pitiful state, is just adorable.”
But as soon as the words left her mouth, they came out as: “Foolish Senior Brother, I—I, Wan’er was wrong, okay?”
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Realizing what she had just said under the influence of the Imprint, Jiang Wan’er hurriedly covered her mouth.
Her face instantly flushed like a ripe apple, irresistibly charming.
???
The crowd hiding in the shadows were dumbfounded, thinking they must have misheard.
Only the Third Junior Sister, hidden in the dark, clenched her fists and excitedly waved at the others, as if to boast that her guess was correct.
???
In a hidden cave, Qin Xinrui stumbled and spit out the Spirit Tea from her Jade Mouth. The tea landed on the ground and immediately sprouted thick greenery.
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In the Sea of Consciousness, Zuo Qiuli, who had been eagerly awaiting the two to tear into each other, was bitterly disappointed.
She transformed into her true form and frantically jumped around inside.
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Li Muqun was equally shocked.
The lines he had prepared were stuck in his throat as he stared at Jiang Wan’er in disbelief.
This isn’t right!
According to the script, it should’ve started with a confrontation, then denial, followed by calling me a messy cultivator over and over.
That’s when I should have bravely stood up and changed from my usual timid self in front of her to fiercely punish this little female devil.
What’s with the “Foolish Senior Brother”? What’s “Wan’er was wrong”?
Hey, where’s the aggression? Is this really the little female devil Jiang Wan’er?!
He was so stunned that he couldn’t say a word.
But then he snapped out of it, overjoyed.
She admitted it! She admitted it!
For the first time in their verbal sparring, Li Muqun felt victorious.
His whole body relaxed, floating as if on the clouds. Most of his fury had vanished.
This was a man’s victory!
This was a victory for dignity!
He got carried away, ignoring the original purpose of catching a scoundrel or revenge, and lightly said:
“Junior Sister Jiang, since you’ve acknowledged your mistake, I won’t pursue it further.”
“I have one more question for you today. Answer honestly, and I’ll leave immediately.”
“Huh? You still have a question?!”
Unable to resist, Jiang Wan’er blurted out, then quickly covered her mouth.
“That’s right, just one question. Junior Sister Jiang, I’m sure you won’t dare to refuse, right?”
Jiang Wan’er shook her head furiously, but Li Muqun, basking in his victory, didn’t notice and directly asked:
“Junior Sister Jiang, there’s no conflict between us. Then why do you keep chasing after me, your Senior Brother?”
“I, I…” Realizing what she was about to say, Jiang Wan’er clamped her mouth shut.
But the Imprint on her lower abdomen emitted a steady pink light, causing her lips to move uncontrollably.
“I, I, I just like—”
“Plop.”
The sound of water dripping interrupted their standoff.
Everyone raised their heads to look at the condensing clouds, their fierce eyes seeming to blame the clouds for being so inconsiderate.
It’s not me!
The black clouds above Cloud Expanse Sect had been nurtured by the spiritual energy emanating from countless cultivators practicing day and night.
They had even developed some degree of awareness.
Now, in the middle of all this gossip, the clouds were being wrongly accused.
As clouds unable to defend themselves, they resolutely dispersed on the spot.
Suddenly, the originally dim peak was bathed in bright moonlight.
Everyone’s gaze converged again, and only then did they notice the source of the dripping sound.
It was the Saintess—the Saintess was crying!
Jiang Wan’er stood there, biting her lip tightly.
The blood seeped out, staining her red lips even more vividly.
Large tears rolled down her delicate face, falling onto the green bricks below with a soft drip-drip sound.
Wait, why is she crying just from being asked a question?
Li Muqun’s greatest fear in life had always been women crying, especially beautiful women like this.
Now that Jiang Wan’er had shed tears, he was completely at a loss, flustered and stumbling over his words as he hurried to comfort her:
“Junior Sister Jiang, why are you crying? Wasn’t I just joking with you?”
“Oh dear lady, please stop crying. Senior Brother really didn’t mean it.”
But the more he spoke, the harder Jiang Wan’er cried.
The tears gathered at her feet, forming a small pool, making people wonder if she was really made of water.
Seeing that his kind words had no effect, Li Muqun gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and swore by the heavens:
“Junior Sister Jiang, I, Li Muqun, swear before heaven that I will never make you angry again.”
Hearing this, Jiang Wan’er’s sobbing gradually quieted. She wiped her tear-streaked face with her sleeve and mumbled:
“Re-really?”
“Really. If I break this oath, may the heavens strike me with five thunderbolts and may I die a miserable death. As long as you don’t stay angry, that’s enough.”
“Pfft.”
Jiang Wan’er, who had been crying with eyes like wilted flowers, suddenly burst into laughter.
Her voice was still hoarse from crying as she said, “Wan’er wasn’t angry at all.”
“Good, good, that’s good.”
“Senior Brother, come visit again another day.”
Jiang Wan’er stopped crying, but Li Muqun didn’t dare linger.
Without waiting for her to say more, he turned and took to the wind.
Women are too terrifying!
But before he had flown far, a group of figures suddenly emerged from the void, surrounding him with hostile expressions.
“Fellow Daoists, what is this…?”
Li Muqun’s heart trembled as he instinctively took a few steps back.
But a strong hand gripped his back.
“I am Wei Yunshi, senior disciple of Heaven Mist Peak, accompanied by disciples of Heaven Mist Peak. Today, we have come to demand compensation from the founding disciple of Congealed Fat Peak.”
“Or perhaps, another day?”
Li Muqun gave an embarrassed laugh.
“Daoist Li, surely you’re joking.”
At that moment, on Heaven Mist Peak, Jiang Wan’er, her face flushed with embarrassment as she scolded the Foolish Senior Brother, suddenly heard a pig-like scream from nearby.