I Was Just Joking

"Little Sister Linglin, why are you crying so pitifully? Could it be that someone blind enough dared to bully you in Yancheng?"

Nalan Yanran appeared before Mo Linglin, dressed in an elegant moon-white robe, a smile on her lovely face.

Nalan Yanran wore a close-fitting moon-white robe with wide sleeves. A pale silver sash encircled her slender waist, accentuating its perfect curve.

"Sister Yanran, why are you here too?" Mo Linglin stared at Nalan Yanran in slight surprise, then hurriedly skipped over.

The moment she saw Nalan Yanran, a delighted smile appeared on Mo Linglin's face.

"Elder Mo Cheng is celebrating his birthday, so I came on my teacher's orders," Nalan Yanran said with a smile.

This trip to Yancheng was mainly to visit the Mo Family and offer birthday congratulations to the Mo Family's Great Elder.

After all, the Mo Family had ties with the Misty Cloud Sect.

Mo Linglin smiled faintly, then saluted Ge Ye behind Nalan Yanran. "Sir Ge Ye."

"Hehe, it has been several years. You little girl have grown even more beautiful," Ge Ye said with a genial smile and a nod.

A blush rose on Mo Linglin's lovely face as she affectionately took Nalan Yanran's gentle, jade-like hand. "Sister Yanran, I never expected you to come down from Misty Cloud Mountain in person. If Father and the others knew, they would definitely 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 had clearly seen her crying, with tears not yet dry on her face.

She found it rather puzzling. Yancheng was the Mo Family's territory—who would dare offend someone from the Mo Family here?

Anyone who wanted to offend the Mo Family had to weigh their own strength first.

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

Because the person she had offended was a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect.

If he had been an ordinary Misty Cloud Sect disciple, Mo Linglin might not have been afraid.

But he was no ordinary disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect. He was a core disciple.

A Dou Master only fifteen or sixteen years old, with astonishing cultivation talent.

Such a genius would surely receive special nurturing in the Misty Cloud Sect.

Recalling the strength the silver-haired youth had displayed, Mo Linglin felt that he was likely around an eight-star Dou Master.

She did not dare offend such a monstrous genius again so easily.

But he had said she had to personally come apologize that night, and he had even made such a shameless demand. Mo Linglin could not accept that.

"What? Is there actually someone in Yancheng whom you fear?" Nalan Yanran's willow brows furrowed slightly when she saw Mo Linglin's fearful expression.

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

"He is a disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect," Mo Linglin said softly.

Nalan Yanran's status within the Misty Cloud Sect was higher than that of any disciple.

If Nalan Yanran was willing to help her, this matter would not be so troublesome.

"A disciple of the Misty Cloud Sect?" Nalan Yanran was puzzled.

Ge Ye raised his brows and said, "A Misty Cloud Sect disciple has a grudge against you in Yancheng? What exactly happened?"

Nalan Yanran watched Mo Linglin, waiting for her reply.

Mo Linglin then recounted everything that had happened, including Chen Xuan's shameless demand.

After hearing Mo Linglin's account, Nalan Yanran's expression gradually turned cold.

Anger also flared in Ge Ye's eyes.

"Although you were at fault and deserved a lesson, he has already taught you one. Yet he still made such a shameless demand. He is trying to damage the relationship between the Misty Cloud Sect and the Mo Family," Nalan Yanran said coldly.

Nalan Yanran would never allow a disciple like this to tarnish the Misty Cloud Sect's reputation.

She wanted to see just who this arrogant and overbearing Misty Cloud Sect disciple was.

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

Seeing their reactions, Mo Linglin secretly rejoiced. Bastard, just you wait.

With two such important figures from the Misty Cloud Sect stepping forward, she believed that hateful bastard was in for trouble.

"Little Sister Linglin, where is he? Take me there. I want to see who he is," Nalan Yanran said coldly.

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

After arriving at the inn, Mo Linglin immediately found the innkeeper and asked which room Chen Xuan was in.

Once she learned Chen Xuan's room number, Mo Linglin led Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye upstairs.

Inside the room, Chen Xuan was cultivating.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Chen Xuan asked, stopping his cultivation.

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

Hearing that Mo Linglin had come, Chen Xuan was delighted.

Could this girl really have come to apologize to him?

And was she even going to offer herself to him?

He had only meant to scare Mo Linglin earlier. He had not expected her to come so quickly.

Chen Xuan walked over and opened the door.

"Miss Mo, it seems you know what is good for you," Chen Xuan said with a broad smile as he opened the door.

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

He was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

Why were Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye here?

Chen Xuan was utterly bewildered.

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

So it was this little ancestor.

Among the Misty Cloud Sect disciples, aside from Nalan Yanran, the other person receiving the sect's special attention was this monstrous talent, Chen Xuan.

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

He felt utterly depressed.

Since Nalan Yanran had come, she must have heard Mo Linglin's account of what had happened, so Chen Xuan felt rather embarrassed.

This was a misunderstanding now.

"Chen Xuan, you are something else. You dare use the name of a Misty Cloud Sect disciple to bully men and women?" Nalan Yanran sneered, her gaze sharp as blades.

"How could that be?" Chen Xuan said calmly. "I deliberately frightened her. I was only teaching her a lesson. I absolutely had no other intentions."

"Is that so?" Nalan Yanran said coldly. "If we had not happened to come to Yancheng, I doubt you would have been joking."

Chen Xuan's expression turned serious. "You know that in the sect, all those junior sisters and senior sisters throw themselves at me, yet I am not interested. You have to believe me."

Nalan Yanran remained expressionless. "You really were joking?"

"I really was joking," Chen Xuan declared solemnly.

"Elder Ge, what do you think should be done?" Nalan Yanran turned her gaze to Ge Ye.

Ge Ye shook his head helplessly. "Since Chen Xuan was joking, there is no need to punish him."

"Elder Ge is indeed reasonable," Chen Xuan said earnestly.

Hearing that, Nalan Yanran rolled her eyes slightly.

"Senior Sister, what are you doing in Yancheng?" Chen Xuan asked curiously.

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

Chen Xuan scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. "Going to the Mo Family? What exactly are they doing there?"

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

After all, a medicinal pill like the Dou Ling Pill was far too tempting. Once it appeared, people would certainly fight over it.