It could be described as quite easy, and even if she were caught red-handed by her parents, she wouldn’t be flustered at all.
For Su Mu, infiltrating Heavenly Origin Mansion was not a difficult task.
She left with confidence, leaving the latter dumbfounded in place.
Su Mu slung the spear back over her shoulder, but her hand still subconsciously rested on the sword hilt at her waist. Lu Shan patted her shoulder gently from behind and shook her head. She was also very confused about this mysterious senior.
Ye Xiaobei looked in the direction Su Mu had vanished, lightly scratching her head. After inquiring about the direction of Heavenly Origin Mansion from Ye Xiaobei, Su Mu said, “Hey, senior…”
At this point, she might as well first return to town for a look.
Ever since the Yin Soldier attack nine days ago, Ye Xiaobei would occasionally feel a chill running through her body, and she couldn’t help but be a bit tense while walking on the streets.
The Yin-Yang Fish now only had one Yin Fish left; perhaps that was the reason for her unease. Becoming a woman hadn’t actually brought her much discomfort—in fact, she had quickly gotten used to it, as if everything was meant to be this way.
However, the reason she was attacked had nothing to do with the Yin-Yang Fish; it seemed purely because she had offended that Yin Soldier.
Recalling the scene of the attack, Ye Xiaobei couldn’t help but shiver. That thing, resembling a human yet not human, had a humanoid form when standing normally, but when it lunged at her, its limbs and torso seemed to fall apart, connected only by a line of blood in the middle. Its jaw split open to an impossible angle, the skin connecting its upper and lower face stretched like melted clay, pulling into long threads linking above and below…
But aside from these disturbing images, some other traces were deeply etched in her mind. For instance, the swing of the long blade in its hand, and the flow of demonic energy resembling internal power, kept replaying in her mind.
Though she couldn’t quite understand it, Ye Xiaobei could at least see one thing—this thing was definitely not swinging its blade by instinct.
However, no matter how good the martial art in that Yin Soldier’s hands was, it probably couldn’t compare to any of the secret manuals she could find in Heavenly Origin Mansion’s library, let alone those of her sword god mother.
This was also a point of frustration for Ye Xiaobei. The heroes she admired, like the protagonists in martial arts novels, often encountered opportunities after overcoming challenges or experiencing danger—whether it was a hermit’s power transfer or a coveted legendary technique…
But for her, the young master of Heavenly Origin Mansion, these had always been easily obtainable.
In terms of power, Heavenly Origin Mansion had gatekeepers with decades of virgin boy technique; in terms of secret manuals, Heavenly Origin Mansion had already collected the supreme classics of all sects under heaven.
Yet in such an environment, where even a pig could attain enlightenment and ascend, she turned out to be a martial arts idiot, a naturally leaking vessel. How could she not feel discouraged?
Fortunately, she could still relieve her boredom through other means. When running, she couldn’t help but imagine herself using light body skills, soaring between the mountains.
Running couldn’t replace martial arts, but at least it could strengthen her body, allowing her to run faster than ordinary people. She could run all the way from Heavenly Origin Mansion to Jingyuan Town without panting heavily. However, the sword she carried was ultimately a complete decoration.
But she wanted to be a hero! Heroes should carry a precious sword at their waist and roam freely in the jianghu. That black tube was also very powerful, but after the initial novelty wore off, Ye Xiaobei felt a sense of disorientation.
At this point, she might as well go back.
Meanwhile, Lu Shan, who had intended to follow, suddenly felt a premonition. Her sharp gaze immediately turned to her own shadow.
Within her shadow, a bizarre silhouette stirred again. A pitch-black crow silently emerged, climbed onto her shoulder, and whispered something in her ear.
She then went to pat Ye Xiaobei’s shoulder. After a moment, Lu Shan’s expression changed slightly. After dismissing the crow, she stepped forward.
“Xiaobei, I have something to attend to and need to leave for a while. Remember to take care of yourself.”
Assuming she wouldn’t run into trouble. Although she had no martial skills, she wasn’t the type to stir up trouble. Ye Xiaobei didn’t think much of it and nodded. Lu Shan hurried away, giving Ye Xiaobei a worried look before heading off into the distance.
“No need to worry about me, Shan’er.”
Ye Xiaobei unconsciously let out a sigh of relief. Although having Lu Shan by her side was very safe, for some reason, she always felt a bit oppressed.
Perhaps because the two were of the same age and childhood friends, yet now there was such a disparity in strength, Ye Xiaobei found it hard to open up in front of Lu Shan.
At this moment, that invisible constraint dissipated, and she could enjoy some freedom.
After wandering aimlessly for a while, she found herself surrounded by the bustling market.
The noise of the crowd was endless, but it actually brought a sense of tranquility—until a thunderous roar rang out.
“Miss, your repeated refusals—do you look down on us brothers, or are you dissatisfied with the amount offered? Even the beauties at Suitable Spring Tower know their price tags, so how come you’ve become a bottomless pit?”
The voice was very familiar, carrying the same suffocating pressure, full of vigor and malevolence. The words themselves could make ordinary people’s hearts and livers burst, clearly belonging to a martial arts expert.
Ye Xiaobei frowned slightly but couldn’t resist her curiosity, looking toward the source of the voice.
Under Su Mu’s instruction, although she hadn’t learned any martial arts yet, at least her crude disguise technique had greatly improved. Now, she couldn’t be recognized as a woman, and her face remained as handsome as ever.
At a glance, two burly figures stood out among the crowd, unmistakably the center of the dispute.
The onlookers quickly scattered, leaving enough open space in the center to avoid being caught in the crossfire, thus allowing the other party being harassed to be clearly seen.
The ones causing trouble were none other than the Meishan Two Brothers encountered at the tavern yesterday. Judging by their appearance, they seemed to have a belly full of resentment, looking for an outlet to vent.
After all, they were “righteous” people; they couldn’t act recklessly. Even if they wanted to bully the weak, they had to first pin a guilty label on the other party. Blocking the petite, blue-haired young lady, the two had obviously planned this—they hadn’t come without provocation. Their plan was ready, yet the girl felt helpless. She had gone out to get some clothes, but no sooner had she left the door than these two blocked her way. These two massive lumps had actually sneaked along the entire way, waiting until now to appear, catching her completely off guard.
Qing’er had no martial skills, and being surrounded by the two, she was panicking inside.
“You—don’t slander me! I’m not doing those things…”
In response, Zhang Shou Nan gave a sinister smile. He had already prepared his words.
“Then why are you wearing the clothes of a girl from the brothel outside? I can tell clearly that this workmanship is the style of Yanyu Tower, especially the embroidery on the collar—absolutely unique!”
At these words, the expressions of those around changed.
It wasn’t that they doubted his words—the key point was, how could a normal person remember such details so clearly? He was obviously a frequent brothel visitor.
With this accusation thrown at her, Qing’er’s face turned pale, and she bit her lip without speaking.
She was indeed a member of Flower Full Tower, though she was the Chief’s maid, but most of the time, she was treated the same as everyone else.
Now, she was isolated with no one to help, her expression growing more flustered.
Fortunately, Ye Xiaobei recognized her from a distance.
Wasn’t this Qing’er, the one beside the senior?