The sky suddenly turned blood red, and the scenery around froze, as if time itself had stopped.
Qin Mu’s heart sank.
A barrier!
Not long after, space twisted, and a Black-Robed Figure stepped out.
“Never expected there was still a Little Young Master of the Qin Family hiding here. You really did conceal yourself well.”
Qin Mu’s eyes narrowed, full of vigilance.
“Senior recognizes me?”
The Black-Robed Figure let out a raspy laugh.
“Not long ago, your elder sister, Qin Ruoshuang, shattered my Illusion Realm with a single sword. But what I didn’t expect was an unexpected gain.”
“Heh heh, if I kill you here, tell me… do you think your two elder sisters would lose themselves to madness?”
Hearing this, Qin Mu broke into a cold sweat.
“If that were really the case, Senior would have acted long ago. Why bother talking to me here?”
They say the higher the cultivation, the stranger the temper.
Some even become bloodthirsty, especially the Demon Clan.
If this guy in front of him really lost it, Qin Mu would have no way to keep his life.
After all, this was within the other’s barrier.
“Not a fool, at least.”
The Black-Robed Figure could kill the youth in front of him with a flick of his finger, but he dared not.
The two Soul Marks left by Tribulation Stage experts within the boy— even if the Black-Robed Figure made a move, he had no confidence in killing the youth before those powerhouses arrived.
On the contrary, being targeted by two Tribulation Stage experts over this matter wasn’t worth it.
“This time, I’ve come to talk business with you, brat.”
Business?
Now it was Qin Mu’s turn to be confused.
He was just a little Qi-Refining cultivator.
What right did he have to do business with these bigshots?
He had no money, no cultivation, and no capital.
Seeing the boy’s bewildered expression, the Black-Robed Figure spoke.
“Relax, this is something you can definitely do.”
Though Qin Mu didn’t know why the Black-Robed Figure was so certain, for now, it was best to steady the situation.
After that, he’d return to the Seven Star Sect immediately.
He didn’t believe that with Aunt Lu by his side, anyone would dare cause trouble for him.
“Senior, please speak freely. As long as I can do it, I will do my utmost.”
Qin Mu patted his chest in assurance.
The Black-Robed Figure naturally didn’t believe Qin Mu would obediently comply.
But this request— the brat would never refuse.
“Help me kill someone.”
“Who?”
“Jing Kun?”
“Senior, you might not know, this person is my… cough, cough!”
Qin Mu hurriedly stopped himself, almost blurting out the wrong thing.
“I mean, why does Senior want him dead?”
The Black-Robed Figure didn’t explain.
“Brat, don’t ask too much. Just know that killing him benefits both you and me.”
“And I’ll give you another piece of information— that night at the Imperial Palace, someone present was him.”
Qin Mu: “!!!”
The Black-Robed Figure’s words truly caught Qin Mu off guard.
It was him?!
“Heh heh, little fellow, come to think of it, you two got along quite well. Back at the Auction House…”
At this point, Qin Mu couldn’t help but reassess Jing Kun.
This old acquaintance— I treated you with all my heart, and I didn’t expect you to do the same.
“I’ll consider what Senior said.”
“Heh heh, I hope so. Brat, while you still can, you’d better head to the Royal Capital quickly. If you’re late, it might all be too late.”
“Senior, sharing so much information with me— could it be…”
Seeing the cautious look in Qin Mu’s eyes, the Black-Robed Figure let out a raspy laugh.
“Brat, you’d best make the trip. Otherwise, if the Great Undertaking of the Demonic Race succeeds, even with Tribulation Stage experts protecting you, it may not matter.”
“Tonight, I’ll wait for you five hundred meters north of this place.”
The next moment, the scene around Qin Mu returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
“Hey! Brother Qin! Want to come down for a drink?”
Chen Kai called out.
“Oh, oh! Coming!”
Qin Mu jumped down, joining the Seven Star Sect crowd, drinking and singing together.
During this time, Liu Zixi and Elder Wu also returned.
When Liu Zixi affectionately patted Qin Mu’s head, Chen Kai stood frozen like a statue.
Before he knew it, night had fallen.
Qin Mu slipped out of the Village Chief’s House alone, sneaking around.
“Junior Brother.”
A pleasant voice sounded.
Qin Mu subconsciously straightened up, feeling as if he’d been caught sneaking out by his girlfriend.
Wait, that’s not right.
Zixi Senior Sister isn’t my girlfriend yet.
Even if I admit it, Miss Ruoshuang and Miss Mengyu wouldn’t agree, and Aunt Lu might even scold me.
Every one of them says, “The more beautiful the woman, the more deceitful she is,” yet each is a stunning beauty themselves.
Hearing that from their mouths always felt strange to Young Master Qin.
He looked back.
A white figure stood out in the dark, her waist-tied garment outlining full curves and a slender waist.
When Liu Zixi approached, her hair was simply pinned up, a few strands framing her face, adding a unique charm.
Looking lower, her cherry lips gleamed, her delicate collarbones exposed, and even the white skin at her chest showed a little— increasingly alluring.
“Zixi Senior Sister…”
Qin Mu lowered his head obediently.
Wait! I didn’t do anything wrong!
Damn it! It’s all because Zixi Senior Sister’s tone is too much like my sisters when they’re angry.
Liu Zixi had intended to find her Junior Brother tonight for a chat.
Now that the Holy Maiden had left, it was her duty to look after him.
But the room was empty.
Liu Zixi blinked her beautiful eyes, then released her spiritual sense, locking onto her Junior Brother preparing to sneak out.
“Junior Brother, it’s late. Come back with me, okay?”
Liu Zixi spoke as if coaxing a child, taking Qin Mu’s hand to lead him back.
“Zixi Senior Sister.”
Qin Mu stopped, trying to pull his hand free, only to find her grip too strong.
“I have… something to do tonight. I’ll return later.”
He couldn’t possibly tell her he was meeting a mysterious Black-Robed Figure tonight.
Otherwise, she’d definitely follow.
“Junior Brother, is there something you need help with? You can tell me. I’ll help.”
Liu Zixi pressed closer, her beautiful eyes watching Qin Mu’s nervous expression— suspicious. Very suspicious.
Qin Mu: “…”
A silent standoff.
He met Zixi Senior Sister’s eyes, ready for a long battle, but the more he looked, the guiltier he felt.
Just as he was about to give in—
Suddenly, the sky turned blood red once more.
“Heh heh, I was wondering why you hadn’t come yet, little brat. Turns out it was because of a beauty.”
A pitch-black figure appeared.
The Black-Robed Figure.
Liu Zixi quickly pulled Qin Mu behind her, eyes wary.
“My, looks like you’re lucky, brat. But little girl, I have no ill intent.”
The Black-Robed Figure gave a sinister smile.
Qin Mu listened to that laugh.
The classic villain’s laugh— all it lacked was a “kekeke.”