"It's time to rest..."
Jiang Shuyu lowered her lashes, her fingertips tightening slightly around the hem of her clothes. She looked at Mo Shang, who seemed utterly at a loss, then spoke again.
"You should rest. I like cultivating at night..." Mo Shang said, somewhat taken aback. He hurried to speak up. If she was going to play things that intensely right off the bat, he really couldn't take it.
"Brother Mo Shang, do you dislike me?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, a mist welled in Jiang Shuyu's beautiful eyes. Her face was full of hurt, making it hard not to feel for her.
At the sight of this, Mo Shang sucked in a breath. His mind crashed on the spot. After years of being single since birth, he really couldn't handle this!
When Mo Shang still hadn't responded after a long while, Jiang Shuyu took a few small steps toward him and waved a hand in front of his eyes. "Brother Mo Shang, what's wrong?"
"Uh, I'm fine. Who did you learn that from?" Mo Shang came back to his senses and asked Jiang Shuyu.
Something was off. Jiang Shuyu was especially off today!
With her temperament, there was no way she would say something like that. If he hadn't guessed wrong, some fiend must have been coaching her behind the scenes!
Sure enough, when Mo Shang pressed her, a flicker of discomfort crossed Jiang Shuyu's eyes. She hesitated before answering, "Miss Liu taught me..."
"As expected of Emperor Ruyan. How terrifying..." Mo Shang sighed inwardly.
At the end of the Great Dao, who can stand supreme? One glimpse of Ruyan, and the Dao falls empty!
To turn Jiang Shuyu, who was always so cold, into this, probably only Emperor Ruyan could manage it...
"If you don't like it, I won't do it again..." Seeing Mo Shang remain silent, Jiang Shuyu grew a little flustered, like a child who'd done something wrong.
"No, I'm just a little surprised..."
Mo Shang patted her head and comforted her for a few moments. After thinking it over, he asked, "Why do you like me?"
Mo Shang was an unrepentant block of iron when it came to romance, but he wasn't a fool. He could tell Jiang Shuyu had feelings for him.
He was simply puzzled. There didn't seem to be anything remarkable about him. His talent wasn't top-notch, and he had no background to speak of...
"Does liking someone need a reason?" Jiang Shuyu didn't answer. Instead, she asked him in return.
"It doesn't?"
"Does it?"
"It doesn't..."
Mo Shang fell silent. Maybe, just as she'd said, liking someone didn't need a reason...
"Ten years ago, everyone wanted me dead, but only you wanted me to live..."
Jiang Shuyu looked up at Mo Shang, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. Her tone, however, was unusually earnest. "You saved my life, and I have no way to repay you. I can only... give myself to you."
"Did Liu Ruyan teach you that, too?" Mo Shang was taken aback and asked again. Those words really didn't sound like something she'd normally say.
"Th-that... I learned it from a book..." Jiang Shuyu looked away and spoke so softly it was barely audible.
"It's... not anything worth seeing..." Jiang Shuyu hurriedly added.
"It's fine if it's not good. I just want to see it..." Mo Shang insisted.
Seeing how set Mo Shang was, Jiang Shuyu stopped refusing. She took a book from her ring. On its cover were the words: "I Accidentally Won Over the Person Who Saved My Life."
Mo Shang took the book. After reading the title, he wondered for a moment if his eyes were playing tricks on him.
"Wait, is this right?"
Mo Shang's head filled with question marks. The other person was the reincarnation of the Female Emperor. Was it really appropriate for her to read this kind of book?
"When did you buy it?" Mo Shang looked up at Jiang Shuyu and asked again.
"During the day, at a book stall..." Jiang Shuyu clasped her hands together and lowered her head, embarrassed.
"I'm confiscating it. Don't read this kind of nonsense again..." Mo Shang rubbed his forehead helplessly and put the book away.
"Oh, got it..."
At that moment, Jiang Shuyu had long since lost the bearing of the reincarnated Female Emperor she usually had. She looked just like a young girl who'd done something wrong.
"Go rest. Don't overthink it..." Seeing her like this, Mo Shang couldn't help but laugh helplessly.
"Aren't you going to rest?" Jiang Shuyu looked up at him, her eyes faintly misting over.
"Uh... fine."
In the end, Mo Shang couldn't withstand her attack and could only give in.
Seeing Mo Shang relent, a sly smile flickered at the corner of Jiang Shuyu's mouth, too quick to notice. She quickly hid it, and Mo Shang didn't see a thing.
Soon, the two of them were lying in bed, stiff as boards...
"Why do you keep scooting over to my side? There's plenty of room on your side..."
"I'm cold. Hold me..."
"You're a Spirit Condensation Realm cultivator. How can you be cold?"
"I don't care. I want you to hold me..."
The night passed without incident, and before long, morning came.
The door opened, and Mo Shang came out first, with Jiang Shuyu right behind him.
Just then, Gu Qingzhou also came out of his room.
"Morning, Brother Mo," Gu Qingzhou greeted Mo Shang with a bright smile.
"Morning..." Mo Shang yawned, stretched, and replied casually.
"Brother Mo, why do you look a little pale? Did you overdo it? You need to practice some restraint..." Gu Qingzhou said, raising his brows at him.
"Nothing happened. Would you believe me?" Mo Shang's mouth twitched as he replied helplessly.
Nothing had happened last night. He and Jiang Shuyu had only lain together, nothing more...
"I get it, I get it. No need to explain. I understand everything..." Gu Qingzhou clearly didn't believe him and wore an expression that said, "I understand."
"What a lively scene."
As the two talked, Sword Thirteen came out of his room as well.
"Let's go. It's time to head over." Seeing that everyone was up, Sword Thirteen didn't delay. He led them outside.
At the center of Cangyun City, a magnificent Martial Arena was already abuzz with people.
In the middle of the square, ten white jade platforms shimmered with spiritual light beneath a pale blue barrier. They were the venue for today's sect tournament.
A viewing platform floated in midair, and quite a few elders and disciples from various powers were already seated there.
Sword Thirteen led Mo Shang, Jiang Shuyu, Gu Qingzhou, and the others into the Martial Arena and up to the viewing platform.
"It's pretty lively..."
Mo Shang looked around and spotted a familiar figure in the crowd—Guo Jingjing.
A beautiful woman stood beside her. Her aura was incredibly powerful, and she was clearly an elder of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect.
Sword Thirteen's arrival caught the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect elder's attention, and she immediately led the sect's disciples over.
"Brother Thirteen, long time no see," the woman greeted Sword Thirteen.
"Long time no see." Sword Thirteen smiled and nodded in reply.
Hearing what the woman called Sword Thirteen, Mo Shang and the others were taken aback, their expressions turning strange.
"Old Mo, tell me, could she be Old Deng's sweetheart?" Gu Qingzhou leaned close to Mo Shang's ear and whispered.
"Possibly..." Mo Shang nodded with a straight face. From the looks of things, it was highly likely.
Though the two had spoken quietly, the woman still heard them. She turned slightly and looked their way...
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