Inside the room, three people knelt on the carpet.
On the small table, tea sets were arranged, and a single tea leaf floated in the green, glowing tea water.
“Senior Sister Zixi, try it. This is Miss Mengyu’s unique spirit tea—you can’t easily taste it outside.”
For Liu Zixi, Qin Mu had almost no defenses.
On one hand, he believed that good looks were justice!
On the other hand, she was his lifesaver!
Liu Zixi elegantly picked up the teacup, her cherry lips sipping lightly.
Not only was it fragrant, but a stream of warm spiritual energy also flowed into her body.
“It truly is good tea.”
As the daughter of the Dao Sect’s leader, Liu Zixi had naturally seen much.
Yet among the spirit teas she remembered, only her father’s treasured collection could compare to this grade.
Qin Mengyu sat beside her own Mu’er, rarely speaking.
Seeing Mu’er chatting and laughing with Liu Zixi made her heart restless.
Gradually, as the sky darkened, it was time for Liu Zixi to return.
She stood to take her leave.
“Wait a moment!”
The usually silent Ning Mengyu suddenly spoke.
Then, a bottle of pills flew out from her storage pouch, floating before Liu Zixi.
“This is a Foundation Pill. It will be of great use to you—accept it.”
After all, she had once saved Mu’er’s life.
Qin Mengyu wasn’t so petty.
Liu Zixi was momentarily stunned, then accepted the pill.
“Thank you, Holy Maiden.”
Qin Mu rose to see her off, watching as she left, flying on her sword in a white dress, eyes full of envy.
“So nice…”
Qin Mu was still very aware of his own situation.
Now, even Foundation Establishment was a distant dream.
Suddenly, a felt cloak was draped over his shoulders.
“Mu’er, you haven’t fully recovered yet. Come back inside with sister.”
Qin Mengyu took her brother’s cold little hand and tucked it into her own embrace to warm it.
The injuries Qin Mu suffered this time were on a completely different level from last time.
No matter what was said about Long Sheng Tian, he couldn’t have exerted power beyond the Nascent Soul Realm.
But this time, if the experts in the Imperial Palace hadn’t discovered him in time and protected his heart meridian with pills and true energy, just a moment’s delay and Qin Mu might have exploded.
In the end, it was still a Heavenly Unity Stage master in the Imperial Palace who forced out the ferocious true energy in Qin Mu’s body.
Otherwise, if Aunt Lu had arrived any later, the daylilies would have long withered.
The night wind blew.
Qin Mu felt a chill, nodded, and returned to the house with Miss Mengyu.
Qi Refining Stage.
After all, he hadn’t reached Foundation Establishment yet.
His physique was stronger than ordinary people, but he could still get sick—though the chances were much lower.
Only after reaching Foundation Establishment and building the Foundation of the Way within could one truly step onto the cultivation path.
“Come, Mu’er, tonight’s meal took a lot of effort from sister.”
Qin Mengyu picked up the spoon and brought it to Mu’er’s mouth.
Qin Mu looked a little bitter.
Even though Miss Mengyu said so, just smelling it was overwhelming, but in the end, he still opened his mouth with difficulty.
“Ugh, still so bitter…”
Because Qin Mu was injured, this was a medicinal cuisine that Qin Mengyu had specially prepared.
The taste was just too bitter.
On the first day, Qin Mu disliked it so much he could barely eat.
As a result, Miss Mengyu leaned in directly, her soft lips brushing his, a fragrant breath falling on his face—Young Master Qin was stunned on the spot.
But this way, it did carry a sweet taste.
Qin Mu couldn’t help but swallow a few bites.
And then disaster struck.
Maybe this action provoked Miss Mengyu.
She hugged Young Master Qin, and in that small space, the two chased each other, until when they finally parted, a glistening thread was stretched between them.
As a result, the meal took a long time.
By the time it was over, Qin Mu’s mouth was numb, and even when he woke up the next day, he could still taste the faint sweetness.
So in the following days, Qin Mu swore he’d never let Miss Mengyu do that again.
It was just too easy to get out of hand.
Luckily, on the first day, his injuries were too severe for little Qin Mu to stand up, or else…
After painfully finishing the meal, Qin Mu was pulled by Miss Mengyu to soak in a medicinal bath.
After washing, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning, escaping the fragrant embrace, Qin Mu rubbed his eyes, looked at the gradually brightening sky outside, and promptly went back to sleep.
***
Great Yu Dynasty, in a city on the border.
Inside a dilapidated hut, two figures sat on the ground, faces covered in dust and dirt, looking utterly wretched.
They were none other than the escaped Jing Kun and the burly Wan San.
“What’s the situation?”
These days, Jing Kun and his companion truly understood what it meant to have people constantly after your life.
They knew about sneak attacks aimed at the head and heart—but why the hell were there even sneak attacks aimed at the crotch!
Originally, they had hoped to run to Bloodhand Venerable for refuge.
But too bad—Bloodhand Venerable had already been killed.
Jing Kun’s big backer had collapsed.
Upon hearing the news, he immediately turned tail and ran.
Even a moment’s hesitation was disrespectful to his own life.
No matter what, the first priority was to escape the Great Yu Dynasty.
Wan San was also depressed.
He never imagined that the little brat they ran into that night would carry so much weight.
Great Yu Dynasty, Seven Star Sect, Star Plucking Tower—each was a powerful force renowned across the continent.
Now that the three great powers had joined hands, surviving until today was nothing short of a miracle—enough to brag about for a lifetime!
“Damn it. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have touched that little brat that night.”
Wan San cursed.
Jing Kun had nothing to say.
He was speechless too.
If you’d said you had such a big background earlier, why would I have defected to Bloodhand Venerable!
“There’s no use talking about it now. The most important thing is—how do we get out of here?”
As long as they got out of the Great Yu Dynasty, the pursuit would weaken.
Then they could find some godforsaken place and live in hiding.
Jing Kun looked at the Yupei in his hand.
This was his only hope of escape.
It was the only thing he had brought with him when he crossed over.
During these days, Jing Kun realized that this object could actually hide his presence.
Relying on this Yupei, he managed to evade the pursuit of many powerful people.
Without it, he would have been caught long ago.
Wan San agreed with Jing Kun.
“Once we get out, I know a place we can go.”
“Oh?” Jing Kun’s eyes lit up and he pressed for details.
Wan San pulled a map from his chest, spread it on the ground, and pointed at a red dot.
“The old ancestor and I once visited this place. It’s really strange. Back then, we thought there was some great treasure here, but after searching several times, we found nothing. What’s odd is that it’s very hard to detect this location. If I hadn’t come across this map by chance, I wouldn’t have even known it existed.”
Jing Kun’s face brightened.
This was what it meant by heaven never cuts off one’s path!
Sure enough, I still have the luck of the heavens!
As a transmigrator, how could I not have great fortune!
“Good! Tonight, we’ll use this Yupei to sneak out, then head straight there!”
Having decided on a goal, hope rekindled in Jing Kun’s eyes.
Maybe, in this strange place, a great treasure awaited him!