I Was Just Joking

"Sister Linglin, why are you crying so pitifully? Did someone dare to bully you in Salt City without thinking?"

Nalan Yanran, dressed in an elegant, pale moonlight-white gown, appeared before Mo Linglin, a slight smile on her delicate face.

Nalan Yanran wore a close-fitting, moonlight-white long robe with wide sleeves, and a light silver sash cinched her slender waist, accentuating its perfect curve.

"Sister Yanran, why are you here too?" Mo Linglin looked at Nalan Yanran in front of her with slight surprise, then quickly bounced over to her.

Seeing Nalan Yanran, a happy smile immediately appeared on Mo Linglin's face.

"Elder Mo Cheng is celebrating his birthday, and my master sent me," Nalan Yanran said with a smile.

Her main reason for coming to Salt City this time was to attend the Mo Family's elder's birthday celebration.

After all, the Mo Family and the Cloud Mist Sect had a connection.

Mo Linglin smiled faintly, then bowed to Elder Ge Ye, who was behind Nalan Yanran: "Sir Ge Ye."

"Heh heh, it's been a few years, and the little girl has grown even more beautiful," Ge Ye nodded with a chuckle.

A blush appeared on Mo Linglin's delicate face as she intimately pulled Nalan Yanran's gentle, jade-like hand. "Sister Yanran, I didn't expect you to personally come down from Cloud Mist Mountain. If Father and the others knew, they would be very happy."

Nalan Yanran smiled and asked, "You still haven't answered me. Why were you crying just now?"

When Nalan Yanran encountered Mo Linglin, she clearly saw that the latter had been crying, her tears still fresh.

She was somewhat puzzled. Salt City was the Mo Family's territory; who would dare to offend a Mo Family member there?

Anyone wanting to offend the Mo Family would have to weigh their own strength first.

"I… I don't dare to say," Mo Linglin stammered.

Because the person who offended her was a Cloud Mist Sect disciple.

If it were an ordinary Cloud Mist Sect disciple, Mo Linglin might not be afraid.

But that person wasn't an ordinary Cloud Mist Sect disciple; he was a core disciple.

A Dou Shi of fifteen or sixteen years old, with astonishing cultivation talent.

Such a genius would certainly receive focused training in the Cloud Mist Sect.

Recalling the strength the silver-haired youth displayed, Mo Linglin felt he should be around the eighth-star Dou Shi level.

She didn't dare to easily offend such a monstrous talent again.

But that person demanded that she personally go to apologize that night and even made an indecent request, which Mo Linglin could not accept.

"What? Is there someone in Salt City you're afraid of?" Nalan Yanran's willow-like brows furrowed slightly, seeing Mo Linglin's fearful expression.

Mo Linglin looked at Nalan Yanran, thought for a moment, and finally spoke.

"He's a Cloud Mist Sect disciple," Mo Linglin whispered.

Nalan Yanran's status in the Cloud Mist Sect was higher than any other disciple.

If Nalan Yanran was willing to help her, this matter wouldn't be so troublesome.

"A Cloud Mist Sect disciple?" Nalan Yanran was puzzled.

Ge Ye raised an eyebrow and spoke, "A Cloud Mist Sect disciple has a grudge with you in Salt City? What exactly happened?"

Nalan Yanran looked at Mo Linglin, waiting for her answer.

Next, Mo Linglin recounted the entire incident, including Chen Xuan's indecent request.

After listening to Mo Linglin's narration, Nalan Yanran's expression gradually turned cold.

Anger flared in Ge Ye's eyes.

"Although the fault lies with you, and a lesson should have been taught, he still made such an indecent request. This is clearly an attempt to sour the relationship between the Cloud Mist Sect and the Mo Family," Nalan Yanran said in a frigid tone.

Nalan Yanran would absolutely not allow such a disciple to tarnish the Cloud Mist Sect's reputation.

She wanted to see who this arrogant and domineering Cloud Mist Sect disciple was.

"Hmph, this person must be dealt with according to the Sect Rules," Ge Ye snorted coldly.

Seeing their reactions, Mo Linglin secretly rejoiced. "You scoundrel, just you wait."

With two influential figures from the Cloud Mist Sect stepping forward, she believed that hateful scoundrel was in for trouble.

"Sister Linglin, where is that person? Take me to him. I want to see who it is," Nalan Yanran said with a hint of coldness in her voice.

Mo Linglin nodded, then led Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye towards the inn where Chen Xuan was staying.

Upon arriving at the inn, Mo Linglin directly found the inn manager and asked for Chen Xuan's room.

After learning Chen Xuan's room number, Mo Linglin took Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye upstairs together.

In the room, Chen Xuan was cultivating.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Chen Xuan stopped cultivating and asked.

"It's me, Mo Linglin of the Mo Family," Mo Linglin's timid voice sounded from outside the room.

Chen Xuan's heart jumped with joy when he heard it was that girl, Mo Linglin.

Could that girl really be coming to apologize to him?

And even offer herself?

He had only intended to scare Mo Linglin a little, but he hadn't expected her to show up so quickly.

Chen Xuan walked over to open the door.

"Miss Mo, you're quite sensible, it seems." Chen Xuan opened the door, a wide smile on his face.

However, when he saw Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye standing behind Mo Linglin, his smile instantly froze.

He was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

How could Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye be here?

Chen Xuan was utterly bewildered at this moment.

When Ge Ye saw that the Cloud Mist Sect disciple Mo Linglin had mentioned was Chen Xuan, he was very surprised.

So it was this little ancestor.

Among the Cloud Mist Sect disciples, besides Nalan Yanran, who received the sect's primary focus for cultivation, the other prodigy was Chen Xuan.

"Senior Sister, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to run into you here," Chen Xuan said, somewhat awkwardly, after regaining his composure.

He felt so annoyed inside.

If Nalan Yanran was here, she must have heard Mo Linglin's account of the incident, which made Chen Xuan feel a bit embarrassed.

This was a misunderstanding now.

"Chen Xuan, you've really outdone yourself, daring to use the Cloud Mist Sect disciple's name to bully men and women." Nalan Yanran sneered, her gaze sharp as a knife.

"How could that be!" Chen Xuan said calmly. "I just intentionally scared her to teach her a lesson, absolutely no other intentions."

"Is that so?" Nalan Yanran's tone was cold. "If we hadn't happened to come to Yancheng, I doubt you'd be joking, would you?"

Chen Xuan's expression turned serious. He said, "You know, in the sect, all those junior sisters and senior sisters throwing themselves at me don't interest me. You have to believe me."

Nalan Yanran was expressionless. "Are you really just joking?"

"Truly just joking," Chen Xuan vowed.

"Elder Ge, what do you say we do?" Nalan Yanran's gaze fell on Ge Ye.

Ge Ye shook his head helplessly and said, "Since Chen Xuan was just joking, there's no need to punish him."

"Elder Ge truly understands things," Chen Xuan said earnestly.

Hearing Chen Xuan's words, Nalan Yanran subtly rolled her eyes.

"Senior Sister, what brings you to Yancheng?" Chen Xuan asked curiously.

"Since you're here, then come with us to the Mo Family. Before we go, you can rest here first." With that, Nalan Yanran turned and left.

Chen Xuan scratched his head, a little puzzled. "To the Mo Family? What exactly are they doing?"

Chen Xuan hadn't expected to encounter Nalan Yanran here. It seemed he would have to change his strategy for selling the Dou Ling Pill.

After all, a pill like the Dou Ling Pill was too appealing; once it appeared, it would surely be snatched up.