"That’s good." Xiao Yinruo nodded lightly, then shifted the topic: "You ca back last night to accompany Nanzhi. Have you thought about how to explain it to Wanyu?"
"I have." Lu Jin’an looked at the rising morning sun: "I know my Master cares for , but I won’t rely on that affection to act recklessly. Aunt Ruo, you don’t need to worry."
"Since you understand, I won’t say more." Xiao Yinruo crossed her arms: "Wanyu’s birthday is in six days, you haven’t forgotten, right?"
"I rember."
Lu Jin’an smiled. Although those who cultivate don’t pay much attention to such birthdays, not valuing them doesn’t an not taking action.
Especially as an apprentice, he must show his filial piety properly.
Of course, except for his older sister.
He rembered his sister’s birthday, but he’s been ignoring it for ten years.
Previously out of fear and displeasure, but thinking about it now, he should write to her. This way, when he goes ho, she might be a bit gentler...
However, his sister’s birthday passed a month ago this year, so he’ll wait until next year.
"Aunt Ruo, when is your birthday?" Lu Jin’an asked curiously.
"December twelfth." Xiao Yinruo said casually: "If you co to Qingmiao Palace then, I’ll have a grand celebration."
Lu Jin’an was startled for a mont, then asked quietly: "Hundreds of birthdays?"
Xiao Yinruo looked at him, her expression a hint of a smile: "So eager to know?"
Lu Jin’an coughed lightly: "Just asking casually, it’s okay if you don’t want to say."
"Do you know how many years Wanyu has lived?"
"I don’t know, but I know you’re younger than Master."
"Quite a bit younger." Xiao Yinruo kept her arms folded: "But Aunt won’t tell you, little rascal... This year marks a significant round number."
"I see." Lu Jin’an nodded: "Then should I call you ’sis’ in the future?"
"Don’t." Xiao Yinruo shook her head: "Calling Aunt sounds better."
Lu Jin’an chuckled: "Alright, then I’ll visit Qingmiao Palace in winter... Aunt Ruo, will you stay until after Master’s birthday?"
"Yes."
"Let’s agree in advance, please don’t sneak over in the night again." Lu Jin’an said seriously: "Otherwise, I won’t go to Qingmiao Palace."
Xiao Yinruo rolled her eyes at him: "I certainly won’t disturb you."
"Alright." Lu Jin’an exhaled lightly: "I’m off to bathe now."
"One last question."
"What question?"
Xiao Yinruo stepped closer to Lu Jin’an, with a hint of amusent in her eyes: "Is Nanzhi beautiful or is Aunt more beautiful?"
Lu Jin’an pondered for a few seconds and said: "I’ll compare next ti when we’re together."
"Smooth talker~" Xiao Yinruo patted his butt: "Go on."
Lu Jin’an gave her a speechless look: "You’re getting bolder by the day."
"Aunt has the confidence not to be discovered."
Xiao Yinruo tilted her chin slightly: "Or would you like to bathe with Aunt?"
Lu Jin’an hurriedly left, saying "No need."
Aunt Ruo’s ways may be thrilling, but they’re really not good for the heart.
Watching Lu Jin’an’s retreating figure, Xiao Yinruo chuckled softly. Her previous actions had no need for concealnt because Wanyu wasn’t watching from there, and Qingyue, who was spying, had already left.
Doing such a thing in the plaza of Taichu Hall... truly a delightful act.
After all, it was about sneaking around soone else’s territory with soone else’s man...
Xiao Yinruo walked lightly back to Cuiqing Inn.
She didn’t feel the urge to find Wanyu imdiately, letting Wanyu stew for a while first seed better.
Wanyu might not be able to hold it in for long, after all.
As for now...
She took out so fabric and began to cut.
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Yellow Mountain Domain, Mountain Stream Castle.
A figure wearing a bamboo hat and dressed in a black robe hurriedly entered a concealed cave. Upon reaching an altar deep within, he removed his hat and quickly ford incantation gestures with his hands.
As the altar began to glow, the young man seed to relax a little but still paced anxiously.
Soon, mist rose from the altar, as if an Immortal had arrived riding the clouds.
The young man halted, quickly stopped pacing, and knelt: "Greetings, Bai Shangshi."
The figure on the altar, like a vision of mist, looked down upon the young man with a displeased expression.
"Upper Envoy, Zhou Yuanfu is dead."
The young man’s voice was urgent: "I’ve already lost contact with three of the candidates."
"Please, Upper Envoy, save !"
The young man pressed his forehead to the ground, his voice filled with urgency: "Please show a clear path, Upper Envoy!"
As one of the candidates for Young Sect Master of Wuji Demon Sect, Yue Zongwu truly felt panic at this mont.
After Zhou Yuanfu’s Life Plate shattered, it wasn’t long before he lost contact with three out of the five candidates.
Yue Zongwu hadn’t imdiately sought them out or responded to the remaining candidate’s ssage. Instead, he ca here for help.
He didn’t know why Zhou Yuanfu was captured or why he died, but what should have been a happy occasion was filled with resentnt—surely Zhou Yuanfu had leaked their information.
Otherwise, why else would he suddenly lose contact with the others?
Bai Shangshi still looked at Yue Zongwu impassively, fully aware of what was happening in the Lower Realm.
Because many Life Plates of those useless Possessors broke in a single day.
In one day, a third of the chess pieces placed in the Lower Realm were lost, and considering the few positions controlled by Wuji Demon Sect, Bai Shangshi knew these pieces were utterly useless now.
He felt no anger, because although the Upper Realm’s trash had perished, it was the geniuses in the Lower Realm who were dying.
Was it a loss?
Clearly not... after all, these people were destined to die sooner or later.
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