Three-Day Agreement

When Mo Lin's consciousness slowly rose from a deep, satisfying sleep, the sun was already high in the sky outside the window.

Warm sunlight streamed through the cracks in the thatched hut, casting mottled shafts of light through the air.

He lazily opened his eyes and turned his head, only to see Xian'er lying on her side beside him, propping her cheek on one hand. Her beautiful autumn-water eyes held a brimming smile and a trace of last night's lingering spring passion as she quietly gazed at him.

Seeing that he was awake, two rosy clouds rose on her cheeks. Yet instead of avoiding his gaze, she mischievously stretched out a slender jade finger and lightly traced the firm, well-defined lines of his chest.

"Awake?" Her voice carried the husky languor unique to waking up, sounding especially heart-stirring. "After making such a fuss until the middle of the night... I thought you'd sleep until the sun was setting in the west."

Mo Lin laughed heartily. Stretching out his ape-like arm, he gathered her warm, soft, fragrant body into his embrace and planted a deep kiss upon her smooth forehead. "With a peerless beauty like Xian'er at my side, wouldn't sleeping in be wasting such a fine moment and beautiful scenery?"

Thinking back to how they had entwined from sunset until the stars and moon vanished, from the flowerbeds outside to the bed within, as though they wished to burn away and release every shred of passion and reluctance before their parting, his heart could not help but fill with warmth and contentment once more.

The two rose amid playful banter, washed and dressed, then pushed open the creaking wooden door.

The morning mist had yet to disperse from the valley. Sunlight filtered through the vapor, spilling down in countless soft golden rays.

Looking up, they saw the majestic Blue Eagle slowly circling above the valley, letting out clear cries that seemed to carry a trace of restlessness.

It was as though it, too, had keenly sensed that today's atmosphere was unusual, knowing that this peaceful resting place was about to become a memory.

As usual, Xian'er slung a flower basket over her arm and walked toward the herb garden she had carefully tended, bending down to gather the vibrant medicinal herbs still beaded with morning dew.

Mo Lin leaned against the doorframe with his arms folded, watching her slender figure bustle among the herbs with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Only after she had filled the basket to the brim did Mo Lin step forward.

From his robes, he took out an ancient-looking black storage ring that faintly rippled with spatial fluctuations—the spoils he had taken from Mu She, commander of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group.

Taking two steps forward, he seized Xian'er's jade-like hand, still bearing traces of soil yet soft and delicate as ever, without allowing any objection. Then he gently, but with unquestionable insistence, slipped the storage ring onto her slender finger.

"Here, a parting gift." Mo Lin grinned. His tone was casual, but his eyes were earnest. "With this, it'll be much more convenient for you to gather herbs and store important things. It's better than carrying around a heavy bamboo basket all day."

Xian'er paused slightly and lowered her head to gaze at the ring on her finger. It felt cool to the touch, yet seemed to retain the warmth of his body.

Naturally, she knew how precious storage rings were. Especially in a remote place like Qingshan Town, spatial items were things one could price but never buy, generally possessed only by important figures of major powers.

She lifted her beautiful eyes to Mo Lin's smiling, profound gaze and clearly saw his sincere concern, along with that deeply hidden trace of reluctance.

She did not put on airs and refuse it. Instead, she simply smiled radiantly and said softly, "Thank you. I like it very much." Her voice was filled with the warmth of frank acceptance.

She then lowered her head and began carefully transferring the rare herbs from the flower basket, each still bearing crystal-clear dew, into the storage ring one by one.

Afterward, she also put away the Seven-Colored Poison Scripture, which she regarded as her very life, as well as various pills, medicinal powders, and other odds and ends she had carefully prepared for self-defense or to ease the backlash of her poison body.

Her movements were gentle and focused, as though she were carrying out a solemn and meaningful ritual.

Once everything was packed away, she placed a small bamboo whistle between her red lips and gave it a light blow.

A faint sound wave rose into the clouds. Hearing it, the Blue Eagle immediately dove down from the sky, stirring up a fierce gust before landing steadily in front of them.

Xian'er turned to face Mo Lin. There was less sorrow of parting in her eyes now, replaced by a touch more slyness and resolve. "Wutan City... come to think of it, I've never properly explored it.

"The things you need to do when you return this time probably require someone to assist you from the sidelines as well—gathering news from the streets, perhaps, or helping you conceal your movements?"

She paused, her cheeks flushing faintly, but she bravely looked straight into Mo Lin's eyes. "In any case, there's no need for me to rush off to Chuyun Empire to seek an opportunity to control my poison body this very moment. Let me go to Wutan City with you, all right?

"Just three days! Once you've roughly figured out the situation and handled the important matters, I'll leave. All right?"

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment before immense delight surged through his heart.

He had originally prepared himself to face the undercurrents of Wutan City alone, never expecting Xian'er to take the initiative and propose traveling with him. With her by his side, he would not only gain an absolutely trustworthy helper; more importantly, their moment of parting could unexpectedly be delayed for another three days. To him, it was a joy beyond all expectation.

"I could not ask for more!" Mo Lin beamed, scooped her up by the waist, and spun her around excitedly. "With my Xian'er helping me, this journey will surely yield twice the result with half the effort—success the moment we arrive!"

Seeing Mo Lin so overjoyed, Xian'er finally set her mind completely at ease. The blush on her face deepened, and her heart brimmed with sweetness and anticipation for the journey they would soon share.

The two wasted no more time. Hand in hand, they lightly leaped onto the eagle's back. The Blue Eagle gave a long cry, spread its wings, and with one powerful beat soared into the heavens, carrying them swiftly toward Wutan City.

To avoid drawing too much attention, they had the Blue Eagle land in a secluded forest clearing more than ten li away from Wutan City.

Xian'er carefully soothed her companion and let it search for food and rest in the nearby mountains and forests on its own.

Afterward, the two made slight alterations to their appearance. Mo Lin changed into an ordinary azure cloth robe and restrained most of his sharp aura, making him look like a common young traveler. Xian'er used a pale purple veil to half-cover her clear, ethereal face and changed into a set of elegant, unremarkable clothes, concealing that distinctive air about her.

Disguised as herbalists or travelers journeying together, they made their way toward Wutan City on foot.

After paying the city-entry tax and passing through the gates, the clamor of everyday city life rushed over them.

Shops stood in rows along both sides of the streets, while cries of vendors and the sounds of haggling rang out without end.

Mo Lin did not hurry to the Xiao Family. Instead, he first brought Xian'er to a relatively quiet yet conveniently located street in the city, where they found a clean, tidy inn with a good reputation and rented a superior room.

After settling their belongings, they rested briefly in the room. The bustle outside the window only made the room's tranquility stand out more sharply.

"What exactly do we do next?" Xian'er removed her veil, poured Mo Lin a cup of warm tea, and asked softly, anticipation shining in her eyes.

Mo Lin accepted the cup and gently rubbed its warm surface with his fingertips as he pondered. "We only have three days, so we must be efficient. Our first goal is to understand Wutan City's current power structure, particularly the three-way balance between the Xiao Family, the Gale Family, and the Ouba Family.

"Second—and this is the utmost priority—we need to keep a close watch on developments at the Mietel Auction House, especially... a woman named Ya Fei."

He looked at Xian'er, his gaze full of trust and responsibility. "Xian'er, you are thoughtful and have a gentle demeanor, so you are not likely to arouse suspicion. Could you mingle among the common folk and gather rumors and surface-level information from places like apothecaries and taverns? Especially information about the business dealings of the major families, their recent conflicts, and personnel changes at the auction house."

"Don't worry. Leave it to me." Xian'er nodded confidently. Having gathered and sold herbs all year round, dealing with all walks of life was already second nature to her. "I'll act carefully. I won't draw any attention."

"Good." Mo Lin nodded with a smile. "Then I'll secretly investigate the guards and personnel movements at the residences of the major families, while focusing on sensing the energy fluctuations inside the Mietel Auction House. We'll split up and meet here every evening to exchange information."

With the plan settled, the two began three intense and efficient days of "reconnaissance" in Wutan City.

On the evening of the second day, their intelligence was further refined.

The Little Medical Fairy brought back news. "The Gale Family seems to be having some unpleasantness with the Ouba Family over the supply of an important batch of medicinal ingredients. There have been a few minor clashes between them in the market.

"Also, the Mietel Auction House will soon be holding an important quarterly auction. Apparently, Manager Ya Fei is making every effort to prepare for it in order to establish her authority, but... the finale item seems a little lacking in weight. Some people within the auction house have quite a few criticisms of her abilities."

Mo Lin shared the results of his perception as well. "There really is an extremely concealed but exceptionally high-quality energy hidden within the Xiao Family. It is deeply restrained; if my soul perception were not special, it would have been almost impossible to detect. Nine times out of ten, it belongs to Xiao Xun'er.

"As for Ya Fei, there is no particularly powerful guard aura around her. Her own Dou Qi fluctuations are also very weak, probably at the Dou Practitioner level. That lowers the risk of approaching her considerably."

That night, in their inn room, Mo Lin sank his consciousness into his sea of spirit and discussed countermeasures with the two "big shots."

The Ice Emperor spoke first, her tone carrying her usual tsundere pride and a hint of delight at the unfolding spectacle. "Hmph! Looks like this woman's situation isn't all that glorious either!

"Troubles within and without—this is the perfect time to slip in through the cracks! Kid, don't hesitate. Show her your strength and potential, and win her over!"

The Snow Emperor's voice remained as cool and rational as ever. "Bing'er, do not be impatient. Ya Fei is someone who operates in the sea of commerce and excels at calculation. What she needs most right now is capital and support that can help her break the deadlock and stabilize her position.

"If you can show value sufficient to make her take you seriously, then grant her favor at precisely the right moment, cooperation will naturally fall into place like water flowing into a channel."

Mo Lin understood this as clearly as a mirror. He had a precise grasp of his own advantages.

He was not only a transmigrator who knew the course of the plot, but also bore the legacies of two powerful beings and cultivated a supreme technique that pointed directly toward the Great Dao. Given enough time, his rise was inevitable.

What he needed was a platform and allies capable of providing tremendous aid during the early stages of his growth. And Ya Fei was precisely the most suitable candidate at this crucial juncture.

He laid out his analysis to the Little Medical Fairy, while also explaining his plan to the two Emperors. "In my view, when dealing with a clever person like Ya Fei, simply showing goodwill or applying forceful pressure are neither the best options. What I need is an ally I can bind to myself deeply."

He paused, confidence gleaming in his eyes. "My capital is not merely a few treasures, or the ability to solve one or two problems. It is myself—a 'super genius' only eighteen years old, yet already close to the realm of a Grand Dou Master!

"This talent alone is enough to tempt any faction. As long as I reveal it appropriately, Ya Fei will never pass up the opportunity to invest in me. That alone would be a great achievement for her."

"More importantly," Mo Lin lowered his voice, revealing an even more critical move, "I know that the Grand Elder of the Miter Clan, the Ice Emperor Hai Bodong, has suffered a severe decline in strength due to Queen Medusa's seal and now lives in seclusion in Desert City.

"If I can find him, and use my abilities—perhaps with the Snow Emperor's understanding of laws—to help him break the seal and recover his full strength... then gaining the friendship and support of this Dou Emperor powerhouse will follow as naturally as night follows day.

"By then, with Hai Bodong firmly backing me, my voice within the Miter Clan will grow greatly. Fully supporting Ya Fei's rise and helping her seize control of the family's core power will not be an impossibility.

"For Ya Fei, that is an irresistible temptation—not merely immediate accomplishments, but a shortcut to the pinnacle of power!"

The Little Medical Fairy's beautiful eyes shone repeatedly with wonder. She had not expected Mo Lin's plans to reach so far—not only making use of his own talent, but also factoring in a legendary Dou Emperor powerhouse.

She blinked and asked, "So how do you plan to begin? There isn't much time."

Mo Lin was fully prepared. "Tomorrow's auction is the perfect stage. I'll provide an auction item sufficiently shocking as a mysterious seller—say, a small bottle of Companion Purple Crystal Source—and make direct contact with Ya Fei.

"During our interaction, I'll casually reveal knowledge far beyond that of ordinary people, along with a faint, elusive aura of a powerful expert. That will arouse her intense curiosity and desire to invest.

"At the same time, I'll hint that I have connections with certain reclusive experts, laying the groundwork for contacting Hai Bodong in the future. A two-pronged approach—she'll have no choice but to take me seriously!"

On the evening of the third day.

After three days of reconnaissance and careful planning, the strategy had fully matured. Mo Lin decided that the next day, he would act according to plan and formally approach Ya Fei.

On the night before their departure, moonlight flowed like water through the window lattice and spilled into the room, while the candle flame swayed.

Mo Lin and the Little Medical Fairy sat facing each other, a simply sketched map of information spread across the table.

"Tomorrow, you'll go see her." The Little Medical Fairy spoke softly, her voice carrying a trace of complicated emotion that was difficult to detect—concern, and also a faint touch of jealousy.

Mo Lin took her hand, his gaze firm yet gentle. "Don't worry, Xian'er. Between her and me, it is a cooperation and alliance in which we each take what we need. Can't you feel where my true heart lies?"

He made a solemn promise. "The three days are up. After tomorrow, you can leave for the Chuyun Empire without worry. Trust me—before long, I will definitely come find you. When we meet again, I will surely possess even greater strength, and I will stand with you against the challenge of the Calamity Poison Body."

Looking into his eyes and seeing the unquestionable sincerity and determination there, the Little Medical Fairy's faint unease and sorrow of parting were replaced by deep trust.

She took the initiative to nestle into his embrace and whispered, "Mm, I believe you. Be careful in everything."

The next day, as the sky was just beginning to brighten.

The Little Medical Fairy carefully helped Mo Lin straighten his robe, smoothing every crease, like a wife seeing her husband off on a long journey. Her eyes were filled with reluctance and reminders.

The two bid farewell before the inn. The Little Medical Fairy watched Mo Lin's upright figure stride resolutely toward the Mietel Auction House, vanishing around the bend in the street.

She stood there for a moment before finally turning toward the city gates, where Blue Eagle was already waiting amid the mountain woods.

Her three-day journey in Wutan City had come to an end. Yet the contest between Mo Lin and the future Queen of Gold had only just raised its curtain.