Qiao Xiang left Xiao Xiaodong’s courtyard in frustration.
“Senior Brother Qiao, if you can’t convince Chen Xu, the sect won’t be happy,” Wu Li said anxiously as soon as Qiao Xiang emerged.
Qiao Xiang clenched his fists. A single spiritual root like me should be treated with respect anywhere. The sect has always valued me—except when it comes to my marriage.
Chen Xu was the grandson of a Nascent Soul elder. Marrying him would mean living under a dual-gender’s shadow until Chen Lifeng died.
Chen Xu is just a triple spiritual root. Even if he somehow reaches Foundation Establishment, forming a Golden Core is a long shot. The thought of being tied to him is unbearable.
“I know,” Qiao Xiang snapped.
The sect elders had given him an ultimatum: win Chen Xu back. After Chen Xu’s disappearance, Chen Lifeng had suspected Qiao Xiang’s involvement and cut ties with the Wushuang Sect. The elders believed only a marriage could mend the rift.
“Senior Brother, do you think Chen Xu is willing?” Wu Li ventured.
Qiao Xiang’s frown deepened. I’m a prodigy. In the sect, no one would refuse me. Chen Xu is mediocre—without his grandfather, who’d care?
“It’s… complicated.” Chen Xu’s coldness suggested he suspected Qiao Xiang’s involvement. When I left just now, he looked relieved—like I was a burden.
“Senior Brother, I heard Chen Xu was trapped in the mines with Xiao Xiaodong for months. Who knows what happened in all that time?”
Qiao Xiang shot him an irritated glance. “Xiao Xiaodong and Chen Xu seem close.”
“Xiao Xiaodong is just a dual spiritual root—mediocre talent. He’s clearly cozying up to Chen Xu for his connections. His aptitude is far worse than his brother’s. Marrying Chen Xu would be his only path to power.”
Qiao Xiang nodded. Dual spiritual roots aren’t bad, but for a top-tier sect, they’re nothing special. With a Nascent Soul backer, Xiao Xiaodong’s future would be set.
“Senior Brother, you need to act fast. Who knows when Chen Xu will return home? Once he does, getting close will be even harder.”
Wu Li fretted inwardly. The sect sent me to assist Qiao Xiang. If he fails, they won’t punish their precious single spiritual root—they’ll take it out on me!
Qiao Xiang’s patience wore thinner with each rejection. Chen Xu either brushed him off or avoided him entirely.
“Senior Brother, maybe we should seek Senior Uncle Mu Yun’s help. As a high-ranking Lingyao Sect elder, his word might carry weight.”
Qiao Xiang hesitated. “Would he help?”
“Better than nothing.”
“I’ll try.” Chen Xu won’t even listen to me but hangs on Xiao Xiaodong’s every word. Does he not realize who’s the real talent here?
—
Mu Yun was staying in the guest room, rubbing his temples, when he heard someone downstairs report that Qiao Xiang was here to visit.
“Should I receive him, Senior Uncle?” asked the young cultivator beside Mu Yun.
Mu Yun sighed. “Might as well.” The Wushuang Sect’s genius deserves some courtesy.
“Greetings, Senior Uncle Mu.”
Mu Yun nodded and said calmly: “Please sit down.”
“Thank you.” Qiao Xiang took a seat. “How is your health?”
“Is Pastor Uncle feeling better?” Qiao Xiang asked with concern.
Mu Yun smiled faintly, and said, “It’s okay. No one comes to see you for no reason. Just say whatever you want to say, Junior Brother Qiao.”
Qiao Xiang’s smile stiffened. “You’re aware of my engagement to Junior Brother Chen Xu.”
Mu Yun nodded and said, “I know. Wasn’t the engagement cancelled?”
“But I can’t let go of Junior Brother Chen Xu, and I don’t know about Junior Brother Chen Xu’s affairs.” Qiao Xiang said.
Mu Yun studied him. “Let it go. Given Elder Chen’s temper, you’re lucky to be alive.”
Chen Xu is Chen Lifeng’s only grandson. Chen Lifeng would do anything for this grandson. Qiao Xiang was related to Chen Xu’s disappearance but nothing happened to him. It shows that Qiao Xiang is innocent. However, Chen Xu was captured by the Demon Blood Sect. It should not be Qiao Xiang who did it. It was too risky. Once the matter was exposed, Qiao Xiang would be killed without a burial place.
“But Junior Brother Chen Xu and I were made for each other, and I just can’t bear to give up,” Qiao Xiang said.
Mu Yun looked at Qiao Xiang, tapping the chair with his fingers, and said, “What do you need me to do for you?”
“I hope Senior Mu Yun can say a few good words for me in front of Junior Brother Chen Xu.”
Mu Yun smiled bitterly and said, “I can’t help you.” He couldn’t even solve his own problems, so how could he have the leisure to care about other people’s affairs? “Chen Xu and I are not very familiar with each other. Even if I speak for you, it won’t change anything.”
A disciple entered. “Senior Uncle, Xiao Xiaojin is here.”
Mu Yun and Qiao Xiang were talking when a cultivator came in and reported that Xiao Xiaojin was here.
Hearing that Xiao Xiaojin was coming, Mu Yun’s face suddenly showed some joy, and he said, “Please come in.”
Qiao Xiang looked at the joy on Mu Yun’s face and couldn’t help but frowned. After Qiao Xiang came, he knew that in Qingyun Immortal Sect, the three brothers of the Xiao family were very popular. The eldest brother raised a chicken, and ordinary monsters avoided it when they saw it. It was an extraordinary breed. The second brother had a single spiritual root, and his master was killed not long after he entered the sect, but he still lived a smooth life. The three brothers of the Xiao family had a close relationship with Chen Lifeng, and Chen Lifeng also instructed Qingyun Immortal Sect to take good care of them.
“Xiao Jin is here!” Mu Yun looked at Xiao Xiaojin and a big smile appeared on his face.
Qiao Xiang looked at the two of them and felt a surge of dissatisfaction in his heart. When he came, Mu Yun’s face was indifferent and he was indifferent to his requests. But when Xiao Xiaojin came, Mu Yun changed his face. Who does Xiao Xiaojin think he is! It is worthy of Senior Mu Yun’s special treatment.
Mu Yun looked at Qiao Xiang indifferently and said, “Junior Brother Qiao, I really can’t help you with your affairs. Please go back.”
Qiao Xiang stood up and said with a somewhat unpleasant expression, “Then I won’t bother you anymore, senior.”
Qiao Xiang left with a stern face and some anger.
Xiao Xiaojin asked curiously, “Senior Mu, why did this guy come to you?”
“This guy came to me and asked me to help him find a wife.” Mu Yun said.
Xiao Xiaojin gasped. “You? But you don’t even have one!”
Mu Yun choked for a moment and thought to himself: That’s right! He doesn’t even have a wife, and he can’t even handle his own problems, so how can he have the leisure time to help others?
“Xiao Jin, what are you doing here?” Mu Yun asked.
Xiao Xiaojin blinked and said,”I heard you’re broke now.”
Mu Yun: “…” Well, he gave all his wealth to Qiu Yun, so he is indeed broke. Fair point.
“I made chicken soup to cheer you up!” Xiao Xiaojin took out a pot of hot chicken soup from the space ring and said.
Mu Yun nodded and said, “Thank you.”
Xiao Xiaojin quickly shook his head and said, “You’re welcome, you’re welcome.”
“Uncle Mu, can you cook?” Xiao Xiaojin asked.
Mu Yun shook his head. “No.”
Xiao Xiaojin’s eyes filled with pity.
Mu Yun looked at Xiao Xiaojin puzzledly and said, “What’s wrong?”
“Dad says a good husband should be rich and cook well.”
Mu Yun: “…” I fail on both counts.
Xiao Xiaojin patted his arm. “You’ll get there!”
Mu Yun: “…” Why did he feel that he was despised by a little brat?
R : That child’s mouth… hahahaha
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