The Salted Fish Turned Over

*It was not until Tian Yuxin had been lured out of Mount Grand Mystery with lies about the truth behind Wu Wenshan's death and died at the hands of that wolf-hearted, dog-lunged father and son that she learned the true cause of Wu Wenshan's death.

But by then, it was too late. She could only die with her eyes unclosed, carrying guilt toward Wu Wenshan, endless regret, and hatred for that father and son.*

After seeing how the two of them ended up, Feng Wuhen looked at Wu Wenshan and Tian Yuxin with pity in his eyes. *What a pair of pitiful, devoted lovers!

But if Tian Yuxin aborts the child in her belly—the one who will kill him in the future—then she and Wu Wenshan probably will not die so miserably.

After all, that would cut off the murderer's birth at the root. And that scumbag who deceived Tian Yuxin cannot be spared either.

But how am I supposed to warn her? We are neither related nor acquainted. If I suddenly run up and say, "Hey, you've been deceived by a scumbag," I will definitely get beaten up.*

Bing Ling dearly wanted to tell him that Tian Yuxin had already learned the truth from his inner thoughts. But remembering what Chu Moqing had said last time—that they could not tell Feng Wuhen that they could hear his thoughts—he could only hold it in and say nothing.

Someone wanted to tell Feng Wuhen the truth, to tell him they could hear his inner thoughts, but was covered over the mouth and dragged aside.

"Are you stupid? Can't you see Bing Ling is beside him? He has not said anything, so why are you butting in? What if this is something that cannot be said? Are you saying it because you think life has been too comfortable for you lately?"

Tian Yuxin was grateful for Feng Wuhen's goodwill. Thanks to him, she had uncovered the truth. She would remember this favor.

"Wu Wenshan, I know how you feel about me. But I was deceived by a scumbag—not only did he deceive me of my feelings, he deceived me of my body as well. Now I am carrying his child. I do not want to hide this from you.

"I am planning to get rid of this bastard child. If you do not mind this and are still willing to like me, then we can try being together.

"If not, then forget it."

Wu Wenshan stepped forward and took her hand. "I do not mind. It is you I like. Being deceived by that scumbag was his fault, not yours. If you want revenge, I will go with you."

Tian Yuxin smiled and clasped his hand in return. The two left the plaza, and with no more spectacle to watch, everyone gradually dispersed.

Feng Wuhen and Bing Ling left as well. Yet on the way back to Nine Heavens Peak, Feng Wuhen noticed that people kept casting seemingly casual glances at him.

"Bing Ling, have you noticed that these people keep looking at me now and then? Is there something wrong with me?"

Not only had Bing Ling noticed people staring at them, he had also recognized all of them. They were the people who had watched the commotion in the plaza earlier.

Afraid Feng Wuhen would notice something amiss, Bing Ling stopped and glared fiercely at those who had been sneaking looks at them.

"What are you looking at? Never seen someone this good-looking before? Keep staring, and see if I do not freeze you into ice blocks!"

A biting chill rose from Bing Ling's hand in blatant warning. Those he had glared at saw this and immediately looked away, then turned tail and ran. Before long, they had vanished without a trace.

The area around Feng Wuhen finally fell completely quiet. Not a single person remained.

Seeing how quickly that bunch of cowards had fled, Bing Ling withdrew the cold air from his hand and snorted. "These face-obsessed people really deserve a beating!

"Little Fengfeng, be careful whenever you go out in the future. Whether they are from our sect or outside it, there will definitely be people who see how good-looking you are and want to take advantage of you.

"You must watch out. Do not let them take advantage of you, and do not casually enter into a romance with anyone.

"Those who only want a romance with you but do not want to take responsibility are after your face and your status. You cannot let them tempt you.

"The storybooks I have read say that people like that are all scumbags. If you are deceived by a scumbag, your ending will be miserable!"

After hearing Tian Yuxin's story, Bing Ling became afraid that Feng Wuhen would be deceived by someone when he went out to gain experience.

Their little Fengfeng was handsome, talented, and kind-natured—a perfect fragrant bun. If he went outside, would not every fragrant and foul thing out there swarm around him?

The more Bing Ling thought about it, the less calm he became. He decided that whenever Feng Wuhen went out to gain experience in the future, he would go with him.

As his senior brother, he had to protect his junior brother Feng Wuhen's chastity.

Yet Bing Ling, who had just resolved to protect his junior brother and prevent outsiders from leading him away, had no idea that there was a saying in the human world: it was hard to guard against a thief within the household.

While he went through every hardship to keep those bastards coveting his junior brother outside the gates, he overlooked someone raiding the house from behind. By the time his junior brother was led away, Bing Ling would discover that the biggest thief had been right beside him all along.

But that would happen much later. For now, Feng Wuhen and Bing Ling still had to remain in the sect and cultivate.

After returning to Nine Heavens Peak, Feng Wuhen and Bing Ling began their daily afternoon training. Feng Wuhen had already become familiar with the sword techniques, and he was currently sparring with Bing Ling to grow more accustomed to the sword moves through actual combat.

The wooden swords in their hands struck each other with loud bangs. Thrust, lift, slash, sweep...

At first, Feng Wuhen's responses had been somewhat stiff, and he did not know which move to use against which attack.

But now, he could adapt his moves flexibly. Even sword techniques he had practiced only a few times could be executed in one or two forms.

Chu Moqing had already been watching from the side while the two sparred. Seeing Bing Ling go from relaxed at the beginning to struggling to deal with Feng Wuhen's sword, a smile curled at his lips.

Having Feng Wuhen here was perfect for knocking down Bing Ling's arrogance. Bing Ling relied on the fact that he was a Phoenix, born already in the Golden Core Realm, and that his cultivation would continue to rise as he grew.

He was usually not diligent in cultivation, fishing for three days and drying the nets for two. He looked formidable, but in truth, he was not all that strong.

Chu Moqing had previously considered how to stir up Bing Ling's competitive spirit and make him cultivate diligently.

He had tried using geniuses like Qin Xiaoran to spur Bing Ling on, but after he mentioned it once, Bing Ling had blocked him with a single sentence.

"Their talent is impressive, and their cultivation is high, but my talent is even greater. As long as I cultivate casually, I will catch up to them very quickly, so there is no need to hurry at all."

When Chu Moqing compared him to himself, Bing Ling said, "Why must Momo make me compare myself with you? You are so much older than I am. Even if I work hard and cultivate with all my might, I cannot catch up to you!"

Bing Ling was telling the truth. That was exactly what he thought. Since his talent was so good, there was no need to rush his cultivation.

As for why he was not worried about anyone bullying him, he had Chu Moqing as his backer. What blind fool would dare bully him?

Thus, before Feng Wuhen became a disciple, Bing Ling had truly been lying flat.

Now that he had Feng Wuhen as a junior brother, Bing Ling thought that, as the senior brother, he had to protect him. He had become far more diligent than before, spending every night cultivating spiritual power and the various spells within his inheritance.