Chapter 19: Encountering Liu Zixi Again

The disciples of the Dao Sect present were all dumbfounded.

Though the scene was undeniably beautiful, they all bitterly wished the young man was themselves.

Lemon fruits hung on the lemon tree, and beneath it were you and me.

“Ugh…”

Qin Mu passively endured everything, his hands awkwardly unsure—was he supposed to place them on Sister Ruoshang’s slender waist?

Honestly, he didn’t dare.

After an unknown amount of time, perhaps Qin Ruoshang was satisfied.

Sss—

As they parted, a gleaming thread was snapped.

Still seemingly reluctant to stop, the pink hue in Qin Ruoshang’s eyes showed no sign of fading.

Seeing Sister Ruoshang wanting to continue, Qin Mu quickly stepped back.

“Sister Ruoshang… I… I—if you keep this up, I’m going to go find Sister Mengyu.”

Mentioning Qin Mengyu made Qin Ruoshang calm down a bit, recalling the promise she had made with her younger sister today…

What?

You say she might be feeling a little embarrassed?

Sorry, Qin Ruoshang didn’t think that way at all.

She was just contemplating how to quickly win if she ever had to fight Qin Mengyu.

Afterward, Qin Ruoshang pulled Qin Mu deeper into the Library Pavilion.

Not long after, the news of the Sword Sect’s Holy Maiden being affectionate with a certain young man in the Dao Sect’s Library Pavilion quickly spread throughout the Seven Star Sect.

The Dao Sect’s Library Pavilion was said to encompass all kinds of cultivation techniques—those for flying in the sky, swimming in water, and burrowing in the earth were all there.

However, to Qin Mu, what the heck was written in these books?

He opened a book about the Law Body of Devouring Mountains and Rivers, judging from the cover it looked fierce and imposing.

Qin Mu opened it with great anticipation.

“To practice this skill, first sharpen your weapon: temper your body, and shatter every bone within…”

Alright, Qin Young Master lost interest at this point and moved on to the next book.

“Heaven and Earth, I Am the Cutest!”

What kind of title was that?

Qin Mu flipped it open.

Good grief, it was a charm technique, but he was male—how was he supposed to cultivate that?

Was he going to become the Little Nanliang?

No way! Absolutely not! This was a matter of dignity!

Oh ho!

Qin Mu spotted a book with a promising title: How to Cultivate While Lying Flat.

He flipped it open, and at the very start it read: “As everyone knows, the flower language of the steel wool ball is endurance and uprightness. To endure what ordinary people cannot will reveal a new world to you.”

“Heh.”

Qin Mu twitched at the corner of his mouth.

This kind of thing actually made it into the Library Pavilion? That was absurd.

After searching for a long time, Qin Mu still couldn’t find a cultivation technique he liked.

“Could it be that Heaven is intent on blocking Qin Young Master’s cultivation path?”

Unwilling to give up, Qin Mu looked up at the bookshelves on the upper floor.

He decided to check up there.

Tread, tread, tread.

As Qin Mu ascended, a young woman in a white dress appeared before him, holding a scroll and reading it carefully, giving off the aura of having just stepped out from a painting.

Ah, this was Liu Zixi?

Qin Mu never expected to run into her here.

Noticing someone coming up, Liu Zixi’s beautiful eyes looked toward Qin Mu as she said, “Qin Mu.”

Hearing his name from the young lady’s mouth, Qin Mu was confused.

“You know me? I don’t think we’ve met before.”

Liu Zixi stepped forward slowly and said, “I remember you from the day of the competition—you were first place.”

Qin Mu felt a little awkward.

First place?

His position was pretty mediocre.

“Haha, I just got lucky. See, my cultivation is quite low.”

Stare—

Liu Zixi stared at Qin Mu without blinking, making him feel a bit uneasy.

Suddenly, Liu Zixi extended her delicate hand and sent a palm strike straight toward Qin Mu.

What the heck!

She didn’t say a word and just attacked—Qin Mu thought he hadn’t provoked her.

Her palm was imbued with violent true Qi.

Qin Mu quickly pulled out a small bell and held it in front of him, intending to infuse it with true Qi to activate it.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t enough time; Liu Zixi was too fast, almost instantly appearing before Qin Mu.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Mu directed his true Qi to his chest, preparing to take the strike head-on.

No pain came.

Her palm stopped just before hitting him.

Then Liu Zixi quickly retreated as if she had encountered some terrifying existence, her eyes filled with caution.

“Good reflexes.”

A cold voice sounded, and a figure in white appeared before Qin Mu.

The famous Holy Maiden of the Sword Sect had arrived, and Liu Zixi’s heart sounded alarm bells.

If she hadn’t stopped in time just now, she felt certain her hand would have been disabled.

Everyone knew the Qin sisters had formed Golden Cores before they were twenty, shaking their entire sect.

But only a few truly knew their current cultivation levels.

Liu Zixi was one of them—a Nascent Soul stage cultivator under thirty years old.

Such talent was almost unheard of in the history of the Tianxuan Continent.

At present, Liu Zixi was still in the Qi Refining Stage, not even reaching Foundation Establishment.

To Qin Ruoshang, this level of strength was like crushing an ant.

“The Sword Sect’s Holy Maiden, what brings you to the Dao Sect’s Library Pavilion?”

Liu Zixi quietly moved her hand behind her back and crushed a jade token.

She could sense that Qin Ruoshang had locked onto her with murderous intent.

Qin Ruoshang didn’t respond, already readying her sword.

“Hold on!”

Qin Mu hurriedly blocked, afraid his Sister Ruoshang might act without caution.

“Sister Ruoshang, the jianghu isn’t just about fighting and killing; there are rules of etiquette. Stop, stop.”

Qin Ruoshang looked at her younger brother. “Alright, the usual rules.”

Qin Mu’s face instantly turned sour.

The “usual rules” meant he wouldn’t resist and would obediently serve his sister’s every command.

Seeing Qin Mu’s easy words calming Qin Ruoshang, Liu Zixi was surprised.

After all, Qin Ruoshang was famously cold and distant.

Few people could sway her, except perhaps their sister, the Holy Maiden of the Alchemy Sect, Qin Mengyu.

“Heh, the Qin girl does know when to listen.”

Without warning, a middle-aged man appeared before Qin Mu.

Qin Ruoshang’s expression grew even colder at his arrival.

The man scanned Qin Mu a few times, smiling and nodding.

“Qin girl, if you’re coming to the Dao Sect, at least inform me, the Sect Leader. Coming straight here like this—be careful the elders don’t cause trouble for you in front of the Sect Master.”

This middle-aged man was Liu Tiancheng, Sect Leader of the Dao Sect.

“So you’re Qin Mu, huh?”

Liu Tiancheng smiled as he spoke.

Hearing the Sect Leader speak, Qin Mu quickly replied, “That’s me.”

Liu Tiancheng grinned, “Heh, since you’re a disciple of our Dao Sect, I’m giving you this treasure—the Clear Heart Jade Slip. It helps calm the mind and steady the spirit.”

“This…”

Qin Mu wasn’t sure if he should accept it straightforwardly or more politely.

Qin Ruoshang waved her hand, and after confirming the jade slip’s faint blue glow was safe, she handed it to her younger brother.

Seeing Qin Ruoshang’s cautious attitude, Liu Tiancheng chuckled and shook his head.

“Qin girl, do you think I would harm a disciple of my own sect?”

Actually, Liu Tiancheng’s reasons for giving Qin Mu the treasure were twofold: to offer a benefit and thus make Qin Ruoshang stop, and because it was an order from the Sect Master.

This jade slip was personally given to Liu Tiancheng by the Sect Master, who instructed him to give it to Qin Mu when the time was right.

It made sense for the Sect Master to cultivate the two genius sisters, Qin Ruoshang and Qin Mengyu, carefully.

But the attention on Qin Mu was somewhat puzzling—could it be because of love for the family?

He just couldn’t figure it out.