Thought He Was a Pure Love Warrior, But He Turned Out to Be an Old Fox

When the group was around during the day, you were so proud and aloof, pretending not to see the fluttering winks Sister threw your way.

Yet once night fell, this fellow acted like a completely different person.

Tsk tsk, it seemed this Holy Son wasn't as ascetic as the novels portrayed him after all.

The author never wrote any romance arcs for Yan Wen, so Xia Wantang had assumed he wasn't interested in matters between men and women at all.

Yet his soaring favorability points and his actions just now made her realize: this man simply loved to put on an act.

"I accidentally caught sight of Fellow Daoist Tang coming up to the roof to admire the moon just now, so I thought I'd come take a look as well."

"Though I am genuinely curious—how is it that someone as exceptional as Fellow Daoist Tang has never been heard of in any rumors?"

Turning her head, she saw Yan Wen's eyes appearing even deeper in the dark night, carrying a hint of scrutiny.

Tsk, she knew it. The fact that she had managed to solo Ye Shang had caused the others to harbor some suspicions.

Naturally, this suspicion wasn't malicious, seeing as she had saved them after all.

Yet she had appeared seemingly out of thin air, making it hard for people not to feel curious.

Even if it wasn't convenient or polite for them to ask outright, they would definitely harbor that curiosity in their hearts or discuss it in private.

She just hadn't expected Yan Wen to come right out and ask.

"I'm just a rather low-key person."

As she spoke, a streak of mischief suddenly welled up in her mind.

She couldn't help leaning in close to Yan Wen's ear and lowering her voice:

"Or perhaps... the people who used to know me are all dead."

A tingling sensation washed over his auricle, and his reddened earlobes betrayed Yan Wen's inner thoughts:

"You wouldn't do that, otherwise you could have moved against us long ago and wouldn't have bothered helping us deal with the Demonic Cult Master."

Besides, anyone capable of soothing small animals like that couldn't possibly be a bad person.

Hearing this, Xia Wantang let out a soft chuckle, taking it as acknowledgment as she distanced herself from Yan Wen and said:

"It's because I've been busy cultivating and have no interest in such empty fame."

This barely held up, and Yan Wen temporarily believed her.

Yet another question lingered stubbornly in his mind, and after hesitating repeatedly, he finally asked it:

"You and that friend... are you truly not dao companions?"

Xia Wantang:???

She hadn't expected this. Was the Holy Son a gossip too?

Besides, even if such a person really existed, Yan Wen wouldn't be jealous of a dead person, would he? That was just too childish.

Xia Wantang wore a look of astonishment, vehemently denying it:

"Of course not. If we truly were dao companions, how could we cultivate separately? We'd have gone straight into dual cultivation."

Yan Wen:...

Crude as the words were, they made sense.

Immediately afterward, as if thinking of something, his eyes turned pitch-black and fathomless:

"Then did Fellow Daoist Tang mean to say... once we become dao companions, we can engage in dual cultivation every day?"

"! Cough cough..."

Xia Wantang was so startled she nearly tore the dress she was toying with in her hands.

Yan Wen really was a master of making shocking statements just to be uncomfortable-ski.

So the passively ascetic Holy Son wasn't harboring a repressed passion in private—he was brazenly forward!

Pfft, too bad, Host. You guessed wrong again. It turns out Yan Wen, who looked the hardest to conquer, is actually the easiest.

Yan Wen possessed a jade-like face; under the moonlight, his high-bridged nose and thin lips were nothing short of seductive.

His gentle gaze pierced straight into one's heart. At this moment, his eyes burned with intensity—differing from the gentle divinity of the daytime, they now held a trace of aggression that could not be ignored.

Xia Wantang: Thought he was a pure love warrior, but he turned out to be an old fox.

For his favorability to rise so fast, could it be that this body of hers struck his XP?

She had to admit, this guy still had quite a bit of physical charm. If they kept interacting, Xia Wantang feared her Dao heart might waver due to his honey trap.

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Yan, it's getting late, and we have to travel tomorrow. You should rest early."

Hearing this, Yan Wen chuckled softly:

"Fellow Daoist Tang always changes the subject so awkwardly."

"Be that as it may, I have a feeling we will definitely meet again very soon."

Tang Wan gained 5 favorability points with Yan Wen. Current favorability is 55, converted to 50 faith points.

Xia Wantang: Sorry, your feeling is definitely wrong.

Time to slip away.

Once they finished chatting, the two of them returned to their respective rooms on their own.

Meanwhile, Xuan Yu, who had gotten up in the middle of the night to relieve himself, wore a look of utter shock upon seeing Xia Wantang and Yan Wen descend from the roof together.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Xia Wantang bid farewell to the others:

"Fellow daoists, Tang Wan has pressing matters to attend to later, so I'm afraid I cannot travel with you all."

Xuan Yu also chimed in:

"I must return to the Crimson Sun Sect as well. The once-every-fifty-years Questioning Immortals Realm Sect Grand Competition will commence in half a year, and we might run into each other then."

Everyone present was a disciple of a major sect and would undoubtedly participate in the grand competition.

Naturally, save for Tang Wan, the rogue cultivator.

Hearing this, Xia Wantang thought to herself:

The novel indeed contained this plot point.

The Azure Cloud Palace's Inner Sect Grand Competition two months from now was meant to screen candidates for the Sect Grand Competition.

The Questioning Immortals Realm Sect Grand Competition wasn't merely a simple sparring match between disciples; it would open a secret realm accessible only to cultivators whose bone age was under fifty.

The Sect Grand Competition would take place within that secret realm.

Ling Xuan nodded:

"Very well, Brother Xuan, then we shall meet at the Sect Grand Competition."

At that moment, Qu Zhuowen suddenly looked toward Xia Wantang, her tone reluctant:

"Sister Tang, you're a rogue cultivator. Who knows when I'll see you next."

Suddenly, as if recalling something, her eyes lit up and she said:

"Let's exchange transmission spirit talismans! That way we can stay in touch."

"Sister Tang used to communicate with her friend like that, after all."

Xia Wantang:...She finally understood what it meant to lift a stone only to drop it on one's own feet.

As for transmission spirit talismans, she honestly didn't want to hand one over.

If she received Tang Wan's spirit talisman while in her Saintess identity, it would leave yet another flaw.

"Ah... Junior Sister Qu, my transmission spirit talismans happen to have run out."

Before she could refuse, Qu Zhuowen unceremoniously shoved her own spirit talisman into Xia Wantang's hands:

"It's fine, Sister Tang. Just give me your spirit talisman whenever you send a message."

Xia Wantang:...

Yan Wen stood behind the crowd, giving only a faint nod to signal his farewell.

Host, this fellow is deliberately pretending to be unfamiliar. He definitely has two faces—he's an absolute big bad wolf!

Indeed, had the events of last night not been real, Xia Wantang really would have thought Yan Wen was an innocent little rabbit.

Leaving Luoshui Town, Xia Wantang headed straight for Luoxia City.

She had already delayed quite a bit of time along the way; it was best to reach Luoxia City as soon as possible for peace of mind.

Upon nearing her destination, she sought out a small grove of trees, preparing to switch back to her Xia Wantang identity.

Host, Host! Your current faith points are enough for 55 draws. Would you like to draw cards?

"Draw!"

Busy with the journey, she had almost forgotten about the main business.

This time, she could go straight for a fifty-draw streak. There was a high probability of pulling gold and unearthing an Immortal Grade treasure.

Several streaks of purple light flashed, and the results of the fifty-draw streak were revealed:

Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Azure Nether Divine Wind Whip (Immortal Grade Sixth Tier), Divine Wind Whip Technique (Heaven Grade Seventh Tier), Qi Replenishing Pill * 5, Essence Restoration Pill * 3.

Obtained: Beginner to Intermediate Spirit Talisman Compendium (Immortal Grade Fourth Tier), Divine Wind Sail (Heaven Grade Sixth Tier), True Essence Pill * 4, Qi Replenishing Pill * 4.

Obtained: Fire Spirit Root (Immortal Grade Sixth Tier), Wind Tiger Demon Core (Heaven Grade Fifth Tier), Energy Augmentation Pill * 4, Qi Replenishing Pill * 4.

Obtained: Hundred-Eyed Demon Pupils (Immortal Grade Ninth Tier), Beginner to Intermediate Artifact Refining Compendium (Immortal Grade Fourth Tier), Essence Restoration Pill * 5, Energy Augmentation Pill * 3.

The final ten-draw streak actually intertwined with two beams of golden light—