Mu Jixue—she was the most talented member of the Lin family after Lin Zhongyu.
At just fourteen years old, she had already reached the third layer of Foundation Establishment, leaving her peers far behind.
Two years ago, the Xuantian Sect had already chosen her as an inner disciple in advance.
In just a few more years, she might even become the personal disciple of a sect elder.
Such an outstanding childhood friend was someone Lin Zhongyu had always been proud of.
But just now, when Mu Jixue suddenly started insulting Yun Zhonghe, Lin Zhongyu was stunned.
Yun Zhonghe…Was that his name?
Lin Zhongyu couldn’t understand why Mu Jixue was so angry.
In her memory, her childhood friend always had a pretty good temper.
There must be some kind of misunderstanding.
So Lin Zhongyu smiled gently:“Xue’er, you’re mistaken. Young Master Yun is a good person. He’s helped me a lot.”
Mu Jixue’s eyes widened in disbelief.
A trace of youthful innocence still lingered on her shocked face.
“Xiao Yu, are you confused? That bastard surnamed Yun is a notorious villain! He must’ve tricked you somehow!”
She looked like someone whose precious treasure had been targeted, overwhelmed by anxiety and unease.
But her reaction wasn’t entirely unexpected.
Even Lin Zhongyu had initially doubted Yun Zhonghe.
But seeing is believing—once she experienced Yun Zhonghe’s character first hand, she realized how shallow she had been to believe in rumors.
Still, Lin Zhongyu wasn’t angry at Mu Jixue’s reaction.
She simply smiled, gently patted her head—a gesture reserved only for the two of them.
Softly, she said,“But look, I’m doing just fine, aren’t I?And Xue’er, Young Master Yun did me a huge favor.See—my cultivation has recovered!”
She displayed her cultivation level to Mu Jixue, sharing her joy and hoping to surprise her.
Before leaving home, Lin Zhongyu had only reached the third layer of Qi Refining.
Now, she was already at the fifth layer.
Even as a former prodigy, this advancement was incredibly fast.
Not only had she regained her talent, but she also awakened a long-dormant power.
She wanted to share this happiness with her best friend——but little did she know, Mu Jixue already knew all about it.
Not long ago, Mu Jixue had accidentally acquired a book that could predict the future.
This magical book could accurately foresee small upcoming events.
For instance, two days ago, the book revealed the words: “Lin Zhongyu will awaken the Golden Emperor’s Holy Eyes.”
However, the book also clearly warned: “This prediction is a secret of the heavens. Do not reveal it, or unpredictable consequences will occur.”
So Mu Jixue had no choice but to keep quiet.
Holy Eyes!
But just moments ago, another line appeared in the book:
“Yun Zhonghe plans to defile Lin Zhongyu and steal her Golden Emperor’s power.”
That’s why Mu Jixue had rushed over in a panic.
When she arrived in the forest and saw Lin Zhongyu safe and sound, she felt relieved.
But hearing Lin Zhongyu speak so gratefully of Yun Zhonghe made her feel like someone had stolen her place in Xiao Yu’s heart.
That bastard Yun Zhonghe—what kind of poison did he feed her?
This was unforgivable!
Mu Jixue took a deep breath.
Especially when she saw Lin Zhongyu’s eyes filled with light and joy, she felt even more sour.
Over the years, Lin Zhongyu had gone through setbacks.
Mu Jixue had always been there to comfort and encourage her.
But even then, Lin Zhongyu only forced a smile—never had she looked so radiant.
And now, all because of some pampered second-generation heir…The more Mu Jixue thought about it, the worse she felt.
She couldn’t help but say: “Xiao Yu, please don’t be fooled by that bastard Yun Zhonghe. He definitely has ulterior motives!”
Upon hearing this, even Lin Zhongyu’s gentle nature couldn’t hold back.
Her face darkened instantly.
Her tone turned cold: “Xue’er, how can you say that about someone? This isn’t like you!”
Being scolded so seriously by Lin Zhongyu, Mu Jixue’s heart jumped.
Feeling wronged, she mumbled: “I… I didn’t mean to…”
Lin Zhongyu had always been the graceful, gentle one, while Mu Jixue had been a bit mischievous since childhood.
Lin Zhongyu often indulged her.
Today, Lin Zhongyu hadn’t meant to reprimand her, even when Mu Jixue insulted Yun Zhonghe twice—she simply tried to smooth things over.
But now, Mu Jixue still wouldn’t let it go.
That made Lin Zhongyu question whether she had spoiled Mu Jixue too much, leading to this stubborn attitude.
With a serious expression, Lin Zhongyu’s golden eyes glowed with intensity:
“Xue’er, as cultivators, we must think for ourselves. How can we blindly believe in hearsay?
Let me ask you—everyone in Cangzhou City calls me a failure. Do you also think I’m a failure?”
Mu Jixue froze, quickly shaking her head.
“Of course not! Xiao Yu, you’re the best—you’re not a failure at all!”
Lin Zhongyu said, “Exactly. So we shouldn’t judge Yun Zhonghe just based on what others say.Unless…Did he actually do something bad to you?”
Mu Jixue shrank back and avoided her eyes: “N-No… nothing like that….Neither of them had actually interacted with Yun Zhonghe before.
But the prophecy book couldn’t be wrong—Mu Jixue had tested it many times.
And she instinctively felt that Yun Zhonghe was no good—destined to be at odds with them.
Yet she couldn’t tell Lin Zhongyu about the book.
Biting her lip, she was dying of frustration, unsure how to make her friend believe Yun Zhonghe was truly a villain.
When she met Lin Zhongyu’s firm gaze, she knew that if she said anything more, Lin Zhongyu might truly stop talking to her.
So she could only swallow her words and say: “I get it, Xiao Yu. It’s my fault. Don’t be mad, okay? I… I was wrong. I’ll change. I won’t falsely accuse people anymore.”
Like a spoiled little girlfriend, Mu Jixue clung to Lin Zhongyu’s sleeve and acted cute to win her forgiveness.
She knew this was the move Lin Zhongyu couldn’t resist.
Sure enough, Lin Zhongyu’s attitude immediately softened.
She took Mu Jixue’s hand and held it tightly.
Whether Yun Zhonghe was a bad person—Lin Zhongyu had already made up her mind.
Without Yun Zhonghe extracting the poison from her, she would have either died from the outbreak or lost her sanity and been violated while defenseless.
Without Yun Zhonghe unblocking her meridians, she wouldn’t have regained her talent or awakened the Golden Emperor’s Holy Eyes.
To Lin Zhongyu, Yun Zhonghe was someone who had rendered her a life-saving favor—someone of immense importance.
Even if it were Mu Jixue, if she repeatedly insulted him, Lin Zhongyu would not allow it.
Now that she saw Mu Jixue showing a sincere attitude of admitting her mistake, Lin Zhongyu’s tone also softened: “Xue’er, you are a true genius. In the future, you may even become a ruler in your own right.
Before you make any decision, you must form your own understanding and judgment. You can’t just believe what others say.Otherwise, you might end up hurting good people.That’s my advice to you.”