Chapter 497: Devotion
That is to say, Di Jun really doesn’t have his heart set on Jun Muyan.
He just wants to use her, that’s all.
Shi Lanling vigorously presses down the desire that’s rolling over and over in her heart, expressing more and more coquettish glances on her face.
A few days ago, her skin was still filled with white white patches.
Now it has become fair and translucent, like the finest jade.
But on careful inspection, you would be able to see that the skin is so thin, it seems like it could rupture at any second.
The brightness and translucence, pureness and clarity – they’re somewhat unnatural.
“For Di Jun to care about Jun Muyan this much, isn’t because she has the Precelestial Saint Physique, rarely seen in thousands of years?”
“Be it in Dao Cultivation or Healing, a Yin and Yang Paired-cultivation with this kind of woman would be several times more effective.”
“Even if Jun Muyan had already lost her innocence, no longer a pure Yin Physique, it’s still a very rare furnace in this world.”
“Say, Di Jun, did Lanling say it right?”
Di Ming Jue unhurriedly raises his head, a faint gleam in his eyes, “This is the extent of what you know?”
Shi Lanling stares blankly, not understanding what Di Ming Jue means by that sentence.
Soon after, the man’s low and cold voice comes through, “Perhaps, I should ask who imparted those words to you? And who planted the [Gold Silk Gu] into your body?”
A change comes over Shi Lanling’s complexion, then she presses it down, determinedly saying: “Lanling is unable to make sense of what she heard, what is Di Jun talking about? On behalf of the Ghost City, Lanling hopes to cooperate with Di Jun…”
Her throat is clutched in a steel-like grasp, tightening up little by little.
The air in her body is getting squeezed out bit by bit.
Shi Lanling’s face goes green and purple, panic and dread filling up her eyes, “Di Jun, spare… spare me… it was the Ghost King… it was the Ghost King Liu Se, she made me… made me…”
He throat is released from the stranglehold, and she gulps in large amounts of the icy air into it.
Shi Lanling coughs violently.
At this very moment, besides adoration, there’s a little more fear in her eyes as she looks at Di Ming Jue.
Trembling with fear and trepidation, she says: “Di Jun, it was the Ghost King Liu Se who made me come and find you, hoping that the Ghost City could work together with you. So long as you don’t stop or interfere with what’s about to happen next – then later, all of the resources in the Ghost City could be sent to you. Whatever you want to look for in the Yanwu Continent, Ghost City could try to find them for you.”
“The Ghost King also guarantees, that as long as she sits on the Ghost Lord’s position, she pledges that she would be more deferential to you than Gu Yue. Even…”
As she’s speaking, Shi Lanling has a faint blush on her face.
She slowly reaches up, and removes the outer clothing on her body.
Revealing a snowy jade-like shoulder, half-hiding her soft chest, as well as the graceful body under that thin, meager attire.
“Even Lanling, if Di Jun wants it, Lanling is willing to present and offer my body to you.”
“Even though Lanling doesn’t have the Precelestial Saint Physique, it’s also the millennium-rare Sky Yin Female Physique. Moreover, compared to that Jun Muyan, Lanling is still a virgin.”
“If Di Jun wishes it, Lanling is willing to devote herself to you, even as a slave or a concubine, even as a furnace, as long as it’s for you, Di Jun, Lanling is willing.”
Saying that, she shyly looks at Di Ming Jue with hope and expectation, her eyes brimming with sincerity and affection.
The man sitting in front of her is like a god, set up on high, incomparably beautiful.
Even in the Xiuzhen Continent, such a man is inevitably unsurpassed as well.
This small, insignificant Yanwu Continent – how could it hold Shi Lanling’s ambition down?
As long as she can devote herself to this kind of man, be it as a slave or a concubine, even as a furnace – so what?
She can follow him and leave the Yanwu Continent, be respected and incomparable from then on.
That could only be the life that belongs to her, Shi Lanling.
Regarding her actions, she sees that the man doesn’t get angry, nor does he have any objections.
Chapter 496: What are you planning
Muyan hesitates for quite a while, but she nevertheless leaves her room noiselessly, making her way to the outer chambers.
The sky is already completely dark at this time.
She softly pushes open the door to a room, but the interior is covered in black and totally empty.
Di Ming Jue isn’t in the room?
Muyan slightly frowns.
At this hour, where would Di Ming Jue be if he isn’t in his room?
But since the person isn’t here, she has no reason to stop over. She turns to go to the direction of Ying Mei and Han Ye’s room.
As a matter of fact, she also knows the peculiarity of Di Ming Jue’s physique.
Ghost Wind Valley’s Poison Smog, perhaps he simply doesn’t place it in his eyes.
Before she could go out however,
She suddenly hears the sounds of footsteps and speaking voices from outside the door.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, Muyan halts her steps, and subconsciously ducks behind the screen.
“Di Jun, don’t walk so fast. Lanling won’t be able to keep up with you.”
The door is pushed open, and the candles are lit.
Soon after, Shi Lanling’s voice could clearly be heard, seeming like her throat is pinched to be frail and childish.
Muyan unconsciously clenches her fists, tightly pursing her lips into slits.
Not because of the sound of Shi Lanling’s affectations.
Rather, it’s because she hears another set of footsteps and breath pattern, those are– Di Ming Jue’s.
In a split second, her form becomes faint.
Her breath completely vanishing into the Space.
Without energy fluctuations, without careful examination, nobody would be able to sense her presence at this moment.
Muyan leans a little to the side, through the small gap of the ornately carved wooden screen-
She could vaguely see the silhouette of a man and a woman.
Di Ming Jue sits on the chair, slowly turning a teacup in his hands.
Those handsome and noble features appear bright and dazzling under the candlelight, in a way that’s too eminent and distant to reach.
And not so far away, Shi Lanling stands, in a daze as she stares at his face.
Appearing as if she longs to come near, but afraid to do so.
“Di Jun, the matter that Lanling had suggested to you earlier, what do you think of it?”
Di Ming Jue regards the cup in his hand, his expression cold and detached. He doesn’t answer.
But Shi Lanling seems to be completely ignorant of his indifference, as she still dazedly gazes at him, then says,
“Di Jun, you’re not a person from the Yanwu Continent, are you perhaps from the Xiuzhen Continent that everyone years for? Everything in the the entire Yanwu Continent, be it people or objects, it’s only natural that they won’t enter your eyes, Di Jun.”
She takes a step and then another, a little bit closer to Di Ming Jue.
The power and pressure coming out of the man’s body is almost rendering her incapable of gasping for breath.
But it makes her increasingly overwhelmed, obsessed and desirous: “For Di Jun to come to the Yanwu Continent, there must be something that you seek here. That Jun Muyan is but a mortal woman with a child, one who has long lost her purity. For Di Jun to lower your noble self to stay by her side, it must be because there’s something on that woman’s body that Di Jun has designs for?”
In an instant, her heart seems to constrict from a ruthless grip.
Muyan unblinkingly fixes her attention to the man’s face.
However, there’s not the slightest bit of change on the man’s expression.
It’s as if he’s listening to an insignificant statement.
Soon after, he indifferently looks at Shi Lanling, “Oh? In that case, do say, what is Ben Jun’s scheme?”
Hearing Di Ming Jue’s question, Shi Lanling’s eyes immediately go bright.
Ecstasy flits across her face.
Liu Se is right. Such a powerful man wouldn’t want Jun Muyan, that broken shoes. Sure enough, it’s because he wants something from her body.
In addition, she also knows that the bastard child isn’t Di Ming Jue’s.
It was born from Jun Muyan’s illicit relations with an unknown wild man from long ago.
Chapter 477: It’s up to you, Bunny
This little guy’s talent is truly astonishing, already reaching Heaven Stage at his age.
But in Xuan Ji’s eyes, he’s still just like an insect that could be snuffed anytime he pleases.
“There’s a road of heaven that you refuse to walk, insisting to come inside the gate-less hell instead.” Xuan Ji closes in on Xiao Bao. His tongue darts out to lick his lips, eyes fill up with perverse malice, “Since you want to court death so much, I will help you with that.”
“Choose then, do you want to be clobbered by this mace until your whole body is a pulp of meat, or do you want me to slice off the flesh on your body and feed it to the Strange Beasts of the Colosseum?”
When it was them who suffered through pain and humiliation earlier, Han Ye and Ying Mei didn’t show any panic or fear.
At this moment however, it changes greatly with their looks of anxiousness, “Xuan Ji, if you dare touch the Little Master, Jun Shang will never let you get away with it!”
“Jun Shang has recognized the Little Master as his son, and the future ruler of the Polar Domain. If you dare to touch even a hair on him, Jun Shang will absolutely have you die without a burial site.”
As soon as he hears those words, Xuan Ji couldn’t help but burst out laughing, “The future ruler of the Polar Domain? Han Ye, if you’re spinning a story, can’t you fabricate something more believable?”
“For a little bastard child of the Yanwu Continent, a mortal, to be the future master of the Polar Domain, did you think I’ll believe such a lie?”
Xuan Ji’s evil gaze falls on Xiao Bao, and he lets out a cruel snicker, “The more you two protect this little bastard, the more I want to make you watch his head detach from his body, turning into a wretched mud-like appearance. Hahaha…”
As he speaks, he’s already lifting up the mace in his hand, brandishing it to fall on Xiao Bao’s pink and delicate little face.
“Little Master–!!” Ying Mei and Han Ye scream at the same time.
But they watch Xiao Bao calmly and composedly raise his hand, holding the rabbit right in front of him, “Bunny, it’s up to you.”
The rabbit howls in response.
The exact same howl as the beast that interrupted Xuan Ji’s good time just a moment ago.
Xuan Ji’s movements stop, doubt appearing in his eyes. He then sneers at the little animal, “Little bastard, do you think you’re playing house? A rabbit wants to deal with me?”
Xiao Bao expressionlessly glances at him.
He clearly has a very small body, but the contempt and disdain on that sidelong glance is making Xuan Ji’s form slightly rigid.
In confusion, he feels like he’s looking at the aloof, remote, and exceedingly unapproachable Jun Shang from back then.
“Bunny, open your mouth.”
Xuan Ji is still dwelling on that frightening and familiar pressure, unable to come back to his senses. All of a sudden, the fat rabbit held up by Xiao Bao slightly, slowly, and lazily opens its mouth.
A touch of unwillingness and resistance appears in those mung bean eyes.
Xuan Ji stares blankly, uncomprehending. Why would the rabbit even open its mouth? It can’t possibly deal with him, right?
The next moment, the roars of countless beasts flood the whole room.
One… two… three… ten… twenty…
One after another, countless variants of massive Strange Beasts spurt out from inside the fat rabbit’s mouth.
Some of them are colliding against Xuan Ji, others just straight up trample him under their feet, there are even those that are tearing mouthfuls of flesh from his body.
In a split second, the small room is completely packed with a large number of these huge animals.
Accompanied by Xuan Ji’s shrill wails, the beastly roars rise and fall in succession.
As for Xiao Bao, as soon as the fat rabbit has finished regurgitating those Strange Beasts, he grabs Ying Mei and Han Ye in each hand, and runs out of the room.
Then, he lets go of the pair that has become as dumb as wooden chickens.
Xiao Bao pats the fat rabbit’s head, “Good job.”
“Awoowoo~~” the fat rabbit produces an aggrieved sound.
Chapter 463: Feel free to divide it among yourselves
The door opens.
A group of people walks in in a line.
The medicinal scent just a moment ago can only be considered as rich. But now, it’s practically trying to pull their intestines out.
“Miss, this… what is this scent? Is it… something that you’ve concocted with alchemy?”
Seeing the Dan Furnace that’s placed in the room, as well as smelling the fragrance coming out of that furnace, everyone is stunned.
They were sleeping soundly just now, but they’re suddenly woken by a medicinal fragrance that keeps on making its way into their noses.
With extreme hunger, along with their blood and Internal Force boiling over, they couldn’t bear but rouse and get up.
In the end, they go to the courtyard, but the sight before their eyes astonishes them.
The see countless birds swooping down to the open space of the courtyard, and perching on the branches of the trees.
There are also stray dogs and small critters that have scurried over from who knows where, crowding at the vacant area.
Greedily sniffing the alluring medicinal fragrance in the air.
As they see people, these animals don’t even panic much.
No matter how the people of the Ink Camp try to shoo them away, they insist on staying, not wanting to leave.
With great difficulty, they clear out the yard. Then, Ru Yan and the others search for the medicinal scent, until they find Muyan’s quarters.
“Miss, could it be that, that you’ve already succeeded in alchemy?” as she speaks, Ru Yan’s voice is trembling with incredulity, “That scent just now, is it… is it the medicinal fragrance when you do alchemy?”
Muyan turns over her wrist, casually placing thirty Elixirs on the table, “What do you guys think?”
Everyone immediately have their eyes go wide, they feel like their entire world is some delusion.
“Refined… you’ve refined those? In just a single night, Miss could already do alchemy? Moreover, even refining thirty all at once?!”
“When… since when had alchemy been so easy?!”
“And what was that sweet scent that was emanating just now? Does alchemy produce such an alluring fragrance?”
Sets of eyes simultaneously turn to stare at Muyan, their expressions appear like they’re looking at a monster, a God.
Even they already know that their Miss is amazing, this is rather too… too astonishing!
Muyan lazily stretches her body, carelessly saying: “These are just second grade [Recuperative Pills] that aren’t worth much, feel free to divide it among yourselves. In a few days, the Ghost City would have gathered all the drug ingredients, and I’ll refine the Elixirs that would best suit you guys.”
As long as she doesn’t use the Shen Musician Skill [Winnow] to concoct Pills, she could refine other Elixirs.
You could say that it would just be a simple matter for her.
The door slams shut.
However, every single person standing outside is still absent-minded and listless as they hold the Elixir in their hands, unable to come back to their senses.
Previously, the draughts that other people could only yearn for day and night, they could just drink those as they please.
Later, the Elixirs that other people can only dream of, will they also just eat them like jelly beans?
How could this life be so dreamy?
As Yan Haotian is about to leave, he’s suddenly caught by a pair of soft, small hands.
His body goes rigid, and he wants to pull back his hand, but he hears Feng Haitang’s soft voice in his ears.
“Haotian, thank you, for staying alive. And thank you, for letting us get to know Miss together, and follow her.”
“In this life, even if you really refuse to forgive me, refuse to accept me – I, Feng Haitang, still have no regrets.”
Yan Haotian could only feel a violent jolt in his heart. Soon after, he appears to throw off Feng Haitang’s hand, cutting a sorry figure as he departs.
Feng Haitang watches his retreating figure, slowly smiling. But as she chuckles, tears couldn’t help but roll down from the rims of her eyes.
Three days later, they hear news from the Ghost City. The rest of the drug ingredients have arrived.
Ying Mei is about to go to the Ghost City to pick up the herbs with Han Ye.
Di Ming Jue suddenly pushes Xiao Bao to them, “Take this little guy to the Ghost City with you.”
Chapter 458: What if Xiao Bao wakes up
After entering, the girl seems listless, blankly standing by the doorway, but refusing to come over.
Jun Shang, who had been reclining all this time, finally couldn’t bear it anymore. He lifts his eyes and says: “Come here.”
The man’s voice is lowered and husky, with a magnetism that could make a person’s ears pregnant.
Muyan’s heart is like the string of the zither softly being strummed by the man, tingling and restless.
Her feet walks over to the man without her control.
Once she’s less than half a meter away from Di Ming Jue, her wrists are suddenly captured, and she’s tugged in.
Her whole body falls forward, into a broad, warm embrace.
The man’s unique scent assaults her senses.
Muyan feels like she’s really been bewitched just now. Why else would she obediently walk right into the trap, just because he tells her to come?
Before she could finish her words, her small mouth is already blocked up.
The body that wants to escape is firmly imprisoned.
A large hand clasps her slender waist, while another hand presses the back of her head.
Along with the deepening kiss, those slender fingers brushes away the coiled coiffure off her hair.
The long hair unrolls and scatters, and his fingers run through her silky smooth hair that’s like a waterfall, softly stroking the nape of her neck.
Boundlessly ambiguous and lingering.
A good while later, Muyan is breathless as she’s released.
She ferociously glares at the man who has the tendency of getting more and more shameless, “Who allowed you to grope me?”
The man’s deep and low voice enters her ears, “Ben Jun didn’t grope you, Ben Jun… just moved my mouth.”
“You…” Can you still be a more shameless?
Before she could finish her words, the man lowers his head once again, taking her already red and swollen lips in his mouth.
Ravaging and sucking, it’s a good while later when his mouth loosens it’s hold.
“What’s more, Ben Jun is also using his mouth to prevent you from waking up our son.”
Muyan subconsciously looks to the side, at her son who has turned over because of the commotion. She immediately holds her breath and ceases her movements.
Soon after, she feels that the hand on her midsection is slowly kneading her waist.
Her body is held tighter in Di Ming Jue’s arms.
Closer, through the thin clothing, she could feel the man’s scorching chest, and the texture of the flesh that is faintly moving up and down.
She’s stiff from head to foot, and just as she’s about to struggle,
The man takes her delicate white earlobe in his mouth.
With thick desire, his scandalous, murmuring voice deliberately rubs against her eardrums: “Don’t move, otherwise, what’s to be done if Xiao Bao wakes up?”
“Di Ming Jue!” Muyan gnashes her teeth as she glares at him.
But she makes contact with the man’s eyes – pampering, passionate, and dark like the abyss of ocean under ten thousand fathoms.
“It’s already late in the evening, you must be tired for the day. Does my lady still not intend to rest?”
The man’s slender fingers works the knot on her belt, slowly undoing it.
Muyan inwardly panics, thinking that if she doesn’t stop him, something might happen tonight.
Especially since Di Ming Jue’s breath has become a little hot and scorching.
The pair’s bodies are pressed up against each other, and she could distinctly feel the man has swords drawn and bows bent.
The next moment-
Di Ming Jue suddenly feels his arms go empty.
There’s only a belt left on his hand.
And the warm, fragrant nephrite just now has already disappeared without a trace.
His lust-ridden eyes slowly retreats and meanders.
Then they narrow dangerously.
On the hand that had just touched the young woman’s skin, there still seems to be the exquisitely warm tactile sensation that remains.
Just thinking about it, the blood in his entire body cannot help but boil.
What a pity that the little woman has slipped away!
Of course, Di Ming Jue knows that Muyan has entered the Space.
He could have easily grabbed her out.
Chapter 455: Really want
At this time, each and every one of them look towards the middle-aged woman, gazes brimming with gratitude.
If she hadn’t stood up to defend the Shenshu first, they wouldn’t have had the guts to offend Shi-xianzi either.
Had that been the case, they naturally couldn’t have obtained this gargantuan benefit.
Although at the moment, this Blood Lotus Serum still hasn’t been sold in the Ghost City, they know from just listening about the effects of this special grade draught, that it would certainly sell for a sky-high price as well – even money wouldn’t be able to buy it.
Now that they’re getting a bottle out of nowhere, how could they not go wild with joy?
In contrast to these people, the ones who stood by Xu Fu are currently really regretting it, that their intestines going all green.
Just a moment ago, they had still been celebrating that they’ve escaped punishment.
But now, they feel like they’ve lost the treasures of the entire world.
Everyone’s eyes pierces Xu Fu like knives, hating that they couldn’t chop him up into ten thousand pieces.
If it wasn’t for this guy creating trouble out of nothing, how could they just watch on helplessly as treasures are getting taken, while they don’t get anything?
Aargh! The Precelestial Philter of Barrier Breaking! The Blood Lotus Serum! They really want it!!
Magistrate Liu has an aggrieved face as well. How great would it be if these draughts are all given to him!
Even if he doesn’t consume them, he would be insanely happy if he could use them for research.
He thickens his face, wanting to ask Muyan for more, but he meets the young lady’s indifferent eyes, and he can only wither.
Nevertheless, Muyan gets closer to him, and slowly says: “If I find out someone has forcefully seized the things that I, Jun Muyan, have given away – haha, your Ghost City knows the consequences.”
Some people were originally planning to target the Ghost Envoys and Magistrates with weaker cultivation, and forcefully buy it from them. Hearing that statement however, those people can only shudder.
They don’t dare to be rash anymore.
Magistrate Liu goes further to smile obsequiously again and again: “Rest assured, rest assured, there’s this old man looking out. If I see someone dare to shamelessly rob another, I’ll absolutely peel off all their skin.”
In this way, the concerns of the middle age woman and her group also dissipate.
Yet the others are all the more sorrowful, and they’re also all the more resentful towards Xu Fu.
Xu Fu receives everyone’s hateful looks, then he sees the middle age woman and her party grinning from ear to ear.
He clenches his fat, greasy hand into a fist.
Soon after, he raises his head towards the direction where Muyan and the others have left. His eyes glow with bitter resentment and hatred.
Ever since they’ve looted Jin Wangfu, it goes without saying that Muyan’s “pocket” has been progressively getting thinner from raising the Ink Camp and the Tianji Unit. At present, it has become incredibly full once again.
That’s why, after arriving at Jing Cheng’s Wangjiang City, she doesn’t stay at an inn.
Instead, she directly makes Ru Yan buy a courtyard in a hidden location, but with a spacious and comfortable layout.
When Muyan leaves later, this place can serve as another base for operations of the Tianji Unit.
Following Muyan to Wangjiang City this time:
In addition to Yan Haotian, Feng Haitang, Ru Yan, and the others – there’s also Chen Qingfeng and Fang Jingya.
The Ink Camp is stationed over at Tianyuan City, led by Shen Jinglin and Chang Yu.
Under Ru Yan’s day to day training, Fang Jingya has already been completely reborn.
When she’s quietly standing at the side, it could make people completely overlook her existence.
But when she raises her lips to give a light laugh, she can make people feel like they’re being cleansed by the spring wind, and totally lay down their defenses against her.
There’s not a thread nor a hair of a seductive appearance, but she can make men feel tenderness towards her, and make women feel like they’re close to her.
This is practically the best kind of spy.
Ru Yan herself praises Fang Jingya’s aptitude and exceptional talents as a spy.
About taking Chen Qingfeng along – it’s because during this time, he’s come into a plateau in his skills of refining medicine.
Even his cultivation is in a rut.
So, Muyan asked him to stay by her side, so she can give him instructions from time to time.
Chapter 451: She wants to respect the aged! Tend to the young!
Magistrate Liu’s old face wants to cry but it can’t, and his completely bereft hand is itching to grab his own white beard and yank it down, “Miss Jun, you are the Shenshu of the entire Ghost City, how can you be so partial and focus on Xia’an alone? In the heart of our Ghost City here in Wangjiang, it’s reverence for you is also like an unending and unbroken torrential river!”
If by making a terrible scene, he can make this ancestor change her decision, Magistrate Liu could absolutely do that right now.
“Oh, speaking of which,” Muyan takes out the Shenshu token from her chest pocket, and casually tosses it to Magistrate Liu. Her face is filled with disdain, “I thought that Ghost City’s Shenshu would be treated with the highest priority, and I didn’t expect that it would actually be just a heap of junk. It can’t even let me buy some herbs. Since it’s so useless, and it’s a nuisance being a Shenshu, I don’t want it.”
After that, she then glances to the side, at Xu Fu, “Oh right, Magistrate Xu. Just a moment ago, didn’t you want to examine the authenticity of my Shenshu token? Now that the token has already been returned to your Ghost City, if you guys want to examine it, just go ahead!”
Xu Fu dumbly stands where he is, the whole person has gone rigid.
Moreover, that crowd of Magistrates and Ghost Envoys behind Xu Fu have their complexions burst into green and white, really wishing that they could just faint then and there.
Jun Muyan is unexpectedly… not merely a Shenshu?
She’s also that godly apothecary who can refine the Precelestial Philter of Barrier Breaking?!
Xu Fu feels his vision go dark, there’s a roaring in his brain, and the blood all over his body goes cold.
He… what the hell did he just do?
Did he just offend the apothecary who could refine the Precelestial Philter?
At this time, Magistrate Liu had also finally realized that something unpleasant had happened here.
He’s irritated as he pulls someone to ask about the matter’s cause and effect.
He then listens, that in order to please Shi Lanling, Xu Fu gave Shi Lanling all the drug ingredients that he originally promised to sell to Muyan.
After completely offending Muyan, Magistrate Liu coughs out a mouthful of old blood in his anger, and he almost passes out.
“Xu Fu!! You pighead, I’m going to kill you!!”
WIth a single leg, he kicks Xu Fu several times to send him flying.
As Muyan is about to leave, Magistrate Xu scuttles to get in front of her, and he kneels down with a thud. He reaches out to grab Muyan’s skirt.
“Miss Jun, Shenshu-daren, please be magnanimous, a person of great moral stature does not remember the offenses committed by one of low moral stature. Please don’t bother about those few absolutely disgraceful things.”
“Our Ghost City here in Wangjiang really, truly needs your special grade draughts. Also, your Philter of Barrier Breaking, please be magnanimous and give it to me! Otherwise, this old man will have no thought for tea nor rice, and it probably won’t take several days before I breath my last.”
Indeed, she’s struck dumb by the scene before her eyes.
She’s never seen anyone without skin nor face such as this.
If it was someone younger, she would have already kicked him flying by now.
But as it happens, the one pulling her skirt and wailing towards her, throwing a tantrum and acting shamelessly, is an old man who is old enough to be her grandfather.
Muyan takes a deep breath, and then another. As Di Ming Jue tries to go forward and kick the other, she even stiffly pulls him back.
She wants to respect the aged! Care for the young!
Don’t be too violent! Don’t be too violent!
By any means, Shi Lanling never expected that there would actually be such a turn of events.
Just a moment ago, Jun Muyan was clearly about to be driven away without the least bit of dignity. But an old man suddenly rushes in, so revering towards her, even treating her like a treasure as he urges her to stay.
Shi Lanling has long known that Jun Muyan can refine draughts, and that they are also very potent.
Chapter 450: Ancestor, I will kneel down to you
The clapper-boards had been struck at that moment, and Wangjiang’s Ghost City directly took it.
While they still hadn’t settled on a suitable price, Old Liu had already been clutching that Precelestial Philter of Barrier Breaking, holding it like a precious golden baby that he would hate to let go and part with – not even for a moment.
Just as Old Tao has finished speaking, the smile still spread across his face, he discovers that the surrounding atmosphere is somewhat still.
He grabs his head, somewhat confounded, “Miss, is something wrong? Didn’t you say you were going to purchase some herbs? Have you bought them now?”
Muyan has a smile that isn’t a smile, and just as she’s about to speak-
They see a white-bearded old man rushing to come over.
He holds a document in one hand, while firmly clutching a porcelain bottle in the other hand.
As he’s running, he’s frequently bowing his head to take a quick look, like he’s afraid that the treasured object would be knocked out of his hand.
“Are- are you Miss Jun? It’s an honor to meet you, it’s an honor to meet you at last!!”
As soon as he sees Muyan, who is next to Old Tao, he immediately rushes over in two or three steps. Disregarding that he’s old enough that he could be Muyan’s grandfather, he gives a deep bow and says: “I didn’t expect that the famous godly apothecary would actually be so young. Ah, this old man also refines medicines, but seeing the draught that you’ve made, I feel completely ashamed of being inferior, so embarrassed of my ineptitude ah!”
“Miss Jun, this old man has brought over the consignment contract for draughts this time. Do you think that we could sign it now, or do you have any further requirements? Our Wangjiang Ghost City will certainly do the utmost of our capabilities to satisfy you!”
As he’s speaking, he’s eagerly handing over that contract.
But his other hand is still firmly grasping that porcelain bottle, pressing it against his chest like he’s afraid that other people would snatch it away.
There’s a smirk in Muyan’s mouth as she indifferently glances at that contract, but she doesn’t receive it.
Instead, she drawls: “There’s no need. I think that it would be better cancel our agreement.”
Magistrate Liu stares blankly, “Cancel? What… what does it mean?”
“It means that I’m not going to sell this special grade draught in Wangjiang’s Ghost City,”
Magistrate Liu blinks, and then he blinks again.
It looks like he’s taking quite a while to understand what Muyan said.
“M-M-M-Miss Jun, what are you saying?” Magistrate Liu’s anxious words go out in a stutter, and he almost drops the treasured bottle in his grasp, “Miss Jun, please don’t play jokes, didn’t we already come to an agreement? Is the consignment fee too expensive? I… we could reduce it to half of before, no, we can also do it for free.”
Muyan shows a languid smile and looks at him.
She stretches out a hand, and before Magistrate Liu could react, the porcelain bottle that he’s holding like a baby has already disappeared from his grasp, going into Muyan’s hand.
“If I remember it correctly, this bottle should contain the Precelestial Philter of Barrier Breaking that I’ve refined, yes? Since I no longer intend to sell it in Wangjiang’s Ghost City, shouldn’t it naturally be returned to me?”
Saying that, she tosses it to Feng Haitang like she’s throwing trash.
“Noooo–!!” Magistrate Liu immediately lets out a distressed wail of yearning.
His Precelestial Philter of Barrier Breaking, his precious baby!
“Miss Jun, just what happened? If you have any requirements, please say it! We’ll promise you anything, is that still not enough?”
He really wants to kneel down to this ancestor.
Ah, it was with great difficulty this godly draught had arrived to his door! It was with great difficulty that the Precelestial Philter of Barrier Breaking entered his hands ah!
Previously, these godly draughts had only been available in Xia’an’s Ghost City.
But today, this godly apothecary had actually sent herself to his door, and he was practically wild with joy.
But he wasn’t happy for long, before he falls from heaven to hell.
Chapter 447: What pair of father and son
For a brief moment, the room sinks into silence because of what Di Ming Jue and Xiao Bao said.
Then it suddenly erupts into intense discussion.
“Heavens, it turns out to be a family of three, and Shi-xianzi actually wants to wreck their home, that’s really… really not supposed to be…”
“I truly didn’t expect that Shi-xianzi, who’s usually clear as ice and clean as jade, not eating the food of common mortals – she unexpectedly turns out to be the kind person who would tempt a married man, tsk tsk…”
“Oh my god, that little boy is so cute! Looking at those bright limpid eyes is making my heart all soft.” there are also women among the Ghost Envoys and Magistrates. They see Xiao Bao asking Di Ming Jue to not be seduced by Shi Lanling, and their hearts fill up with disapproval, “How could Shi-xianzi do something like this? Wanting to snatch a family’s father, even wanting to bully that adorable child!”
Shi Lanling hears the words of the surrounding people, and her body wobbles, almost passing out.
The blush on her face has already drained away, replaced by a deathly paleness. Her white face then turns to green, her eyes fill up with grief, indignation, and despair.
Soon after, she ferociously glares at Muyan, her face revealing a sinister killing intent.
Muyan uses her fingers to twirl the hair hanging by her side, and she can’t help but send a glance towards Di Ming Jue and Xiao Bao.
Someone has come to provoke, but before she could take care it, it’s already been settled by this pair of “father and son”.
This Shi Lanling’s complexion is practically uglier than when Muyan spread the White Jade Purple Frost on her.
It makes Muyan lose all interest in her.
She couldn’t stop a smiling expression from appearing in her eyes.
Then her face slightly goes stiff.
Hold on! What ‘pair of father and son’!
When did she say that she would marry Di Ming Jue? When did she say that she would want Xiao Bao to recognize him as father?
And Xiao Bao, this guy, didn’t he really dislike Di Ming Jue before?
Why is he so enthusiastically calling him dad now?
She doesn’t know that this is also the first time that Xiao Bao has called the other ‘dad’ so smoothly.
When he called that out just a moment ago, it was for the purpose of supporting Muyan. He had entirely forgotten about any shyness and awkwardness.
After he finished saying that out loud, his tiny face immediately goes red.
His huge eyes occasionally flick towards Di Ming Jue.
He… does he or does he not like Xiao Bao calling him dad? Is he going to get mad?
Just at this moment, Di Ming Jue lifts up his head, and pinches Xiao Bao’s soft and tender little face. Then he speaks with a sneer: “Do you take your father for an idiot? How can I take a fancy to this unsightly thing? Dad will only have your mother as the sole woman in my life!”
Xiao Bao’s big eyes blink. Inside them, there’s a pure and crystal clear smiling expression that slowly ripples out.
It’s as if brilliant fireworks blossom within his eyes.
It makes the whole person appear softer, and more adorable. Even for a hard-hearted man, looking at such a child will sweeten his his heart.
Muyan originally thought of refuting what Di Ming Jue said.
But seeing her son’s happy smile, seeing Di Ming Jue familiar posture of carrying her son with an almost imperceptible smile at the corners of his mouth… in the end, she still swallows back the words on her lips.
She herself hasn’t noticed that the lazy and beguiling smile on her face has faded.
Slowly rising up to the surface of her countenance is the sweetness, ease, and tranquility that she hasn’t allowed herself for so many years.
Shi Lanling’s form trembles violently. In her extreme hatred and jealousy, she almost couldn’t contain a hysterical scream.
Rui Zhu could feel that her Miss’ rationality is close to falling apart.
A change comes over her complexion, and she immediately yells: “What are you all just staring blankly for? Hurry up and shoo away this woman who’s pretending to be a Shenshu!”
Saying that, she ferociously glares at Xu Fu: “Magistrate Xu, are you stupid? Don’t tell me you’re really going to sell so many precious herbs to someone who can’t even do alchemy?”
Chapter 421: So Similar
This… what is this energy?
Is this Mysterious Energy?
Wrong! It isn’t!
It’s essence is purer than Mysterious Energy, it is richer and more mellow.
It’s like nature’s spirit that nourishes all living things in the world. As soon as it enters her body, it’s as if her dried up meridians is being showered by spring rain, recovering a little.
What’s even stranger, is that along with this energy rushing to enter,
There seems to be a large amount of a different kind of power inside her body, circulating within her muscles and veins, ultimately converging at her lower abdomen.
However, it is not Internal Force, and neither does it converge in her Qi Sea.
Instead – stored in another, more mysterious space – there’s an energy that she’s never felt before.
This… what exactly is this?
Why does she feel that this energy is somewhat familiar? As if she had experienced it a very long time ago.
A long, long time ago…
Heavenly Lightning surges along, thunderclouds spanning ten thousand fathoms, burning pain wracking her body…
However, as the lightning fell, the muscles and veins of her body began transform inch by inch.
The Qi Sea that originally condensed Mysterious Energy also began to change, gradually bringing about another kind of energy, unfamiliar and powerful.
That was… Spiritual Power!!
This is the Spiritual Power that everyone in the Yanwu Continent yearn for even in their dreams!
Muyan suddenly opens her eyes, but she closes them again because of the intense light.
The scene in front of her becomes a little bit clearer.
She hears Xiao Bao calling out.
There’s also a man’s deep and low murmuring, “Muyan…”
Soon after, two pairs of almost identical eyes enter her vision.
One big and one small, but similar nevertheless.
But these two pairs of eyes aren’t only similar to each other.
They also resemble those eyes in her memory.
Within the pitch-black cavern, only that touch on her body had been scalding, only those eyes burned so brightly, like they’re reflecting her soul inside.
That night that she never wants to remember again.
The pain, the torment, the befuddlement and intoxication… the luan and the feng flying over each other.
phoenix-like birds: luan is blue, feng is red (but feng is usually translated as THE phoenix). It means having sexual intercourse.
At that time, what was consistently visible in front of her had been this kind of eyes.
Di Ming Jue’s eyes, why are they so similar to those!
Muyan dazedly stares at the man’s handsome countenance, and those deep eyes that are almost a little silly.
In her memory, those eyes were red, without reason, practically unable to reflect the world and all living things.
Besides giving Muyan her most cherished Xiao Bao, he only gave her pain and humiliation that day and night.
However, Di Ming Jue eyes are filled with the reflection of her image.
Even if this man is wearing callousness and pride, he holds her dearly within his heart.
“Muyan, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”
Noticing that Muyan is listless, and not reacting for quite a while, Di Ming Jue could no longer maintain his cold look.
There’s an anxious expression in his eyes.
Xiao Bao quickly cries out, “Niangqin, niangqin, don’t scare me!”
Muyan lets out a few soft coughs, and at last, her pupils slowly focus and fall on Xiao Bao: “Baby?”
Xiao Bao immediately throws himself into Muyan’s arms. Holding her neck tightly, his very small form is shaking nonstop.
He had been stifling his sobs in front of Di Ming Jue.
Now that he’s in Muyan’s embrace at last, he finally couldn’t help but cry out.
The child is very small and soft, mewling like a tiny kitten.
“Niangqin… niangqin… Xiao Bao thought I would never see you again…”
Without bawling or wailing, not the slightest bit of a tantrum – but it’s making people’s heart melt painfully, like soaking in warm water.
Muyan tightly hugs the small figure in her arms, her eyes going red as well.