Xu Qi'an's Revenge

As he spoke, Xu Qi'an flicked his finger and lit the candle on the table, its warm orange light dispelling the darkness.

The Flower Goddess sat on the edge of the bed, one hand on her collar, the other pointing at Xu Qi'an, and scolded him:

"Pah! You audacious little beast! If you dare touch me, I'll scream for help and ruin your reputation. I'll make sure your second uncle and aunt beat you to death!"

The woman by the bed had her hair loosely draped over her shoulders, and her features were exquisitely beautiful. She seemed to have taken on the role of an elder, with her eyebrows raised in a low voice, perfectly blending "a fierce but weak demeanor trying to maintain her authority" with "panic at the prospect of being targeted."

The delicate features of her under-eye bags and her large, watery eyes create an "exquisite" look that is enough to arouse a man's lust.

Her grip on her collar only accentuated her outward fierceness masking her inner weakness.

Xu Qi'an thought he had fully adapted to the charm of the Flower Goddess and wouldn't be blinded by lust, but he was too naive.

He cooperated by flashing a spoiled young master's smile and uttering the classic line:

"To die beneath the peony blossoms is to be a romantic ghost; even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you."

He flicked his finger, and the energy spread out like a barrier, enveloping the roof ridge and isolating the sound inside.

This is neither a formation nor Law Technique, but rather the most rudimentary application of the principles of Qi.

Startled, Mu Nanzhi retreated several steps, shrinking from the edge of the bed to the inside, her back against the wall. She said in a trembling voice:

"I... I also have a Demon Race guard."

As she spoke, she looked at the fox cub curled up asleep beside the pillow.

The cub is a guard. Xu Qi'an almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. He instantly understood Mu Nanzhi's meaning, reached out and swept his hand towards the headboard, and put Bai Ji into the Floating Pagoda.

Now, no one bothered them anymore.

Xu Qi'an slipped inside the curtains, pinned the Flower Goddess's hands behind her back, sat on her lower back, and grinned maliciously:

Aunt Mu?

"Sure, you come to my house once and suddenly you're my elder. You're trying to take advantage of me indirectly. Have I been neglecting you lately and you're holding a grudge?"

Based on his understanding of the Flower Goddess, she mischievously used her status as an "elder" to pressure him. This was partly due to her mischievous nature and partly due to her lack of security.

Therefore, it's important to make your presence felt.

He pulled Mu Nanzhi's collar back, instantly revealing her rounded shoulders and large expanses of her snow-white back.

Mu Nanzhi let out a soft "Eek," her cheeks flushing red, her ears turning bright red as she denied it, and cried out:

"Nonsense, you're a little beast."

Given her proud and arrogant personality, she would never admit that she acted out to gain favor and attention.

Xu Qi'an's fingertips slid across her jade-like back, noticing goosebumps rising on her skin. He clicked his tongue in mockery.

"Aunt Mu is unusually sensitive today; it seems she misses me terribly."

Mu Nanzhi bit her lip, resigned to her fate, and said angrily:

"You little beast, you got away with it today, but tomorrow I'll expose you and ruin your reputation!"

The candlelight flickered, burning quietly, and the shadow of the curtains was cast on the wall, seemingly being caressed by the wind.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind stopped, and the bed curtains returned to their original stillness.

Then, a figure was carried to the desk by the window, its silhouette reflected in the candlelight on the window frame.

This process lasted for half an hour. The figure sitting on the desk was carried away, and soon the sound of rushing water could be heard in the room. Of course, the sound was kept inside the room and did not escape.

Bang! Not long after the sound of water stopped, the sound of teacups and teapots shattering rang out, followed by the clanging of a round table.

"Indeed, dual cultivation is better than breathing exercises; your spiritual energy is extremely useful to me. I'll teach you cultivation later, which will greatly enhance your self-defense capabilities."

Xu Qi'an leaned down and kissed her snow-white neck.

Mu Nanzhi slumped lazily on the round table, humming softly:

"I want to cultivate Daoism, I want to become a terrestrial immortal."

"I poured so much energy into your body, wouldn't it be a waste to use it for Daoist cultivation? If you practice martial arts, you could advance to the transcendent realm in two years at most."

"I don't want that, I want to be a terrestrial immortal."

The voices gradually faded, and the curtains began to sway and flutter in the wind.

The next day.

With dark circles under her eyes and looking exhausted, Auntie got up and, with Lü'e's help, put on her clothes.

Xu Pingzhi didn't sleep a wink last night. He tossed and turned in bed, and sometimes sat at the table in a daze, which kept his aunt from sleeping well and often woke her up.

The aunt could understand her husband's feelings. Xu Pingzhi often said that when he was young, both his parents died and he and his older brother depended on each other for survival.

No matter how ruthless Xu Pingfeng became later, his aunt believed that the brotherly affection they shared back then was genuine.

But so what? What does it have to do with her? All she knows is that Xu Pingfeng is a cold-blooded and ruthless beast who wants to kill the child she raised.

So my aunt didn't offer a single word of comfort last night.

She's already being very virtuous by not celebrating Xu Pingfeng's karmic retribution with fanfare.

"Still drinking? You reek of alcohol."

The aunt waved her little hand dismissively and said:

Remove the empty kettle from the table.

After giving instructions to Lü'e, she walked to the window, opened it, and a refreshing breeze rushed in, instantly invigorating her.

Suddenly, her gaze sharpened. She looked across the courtyard and saw the door of the house diagonally opposite open, and her unfortunate nephew walked out.

"Why did he come out of his sister's room so early in the morning?"

The aunt's heart skipped a beat, her delicate brows furrowed, and she said in a deep voice:

"Lü'e, come with me!"

Her skirt fluttered as she strode out of the room.

Exhausted, Mu Nanzhi curled up on the messy bed, her hair disheveled. Hearing the door open and close, she muttered to herself:

"Little beast"

Just as she finished muttering to herself, she sensed something, opened her eyes, and saw the little beast who had been arguing with her all night emerge from the shadows under the round table.

"My aunt saw me leave from here just now."

Xu Qi'an looked at Mu Nanzhi, whose expression had suddenly changed, and said with schadenfreude:

"So I plan to come back and reveal our true relationship, so you won't take advantage of me."

I'll make you die of rage too!

Mu Nanzhi jumped out of bed in a panic, clutching a thin blanket to cover her beautiful body while squatting down to gather her undergarments and other personal clothing scattered on the floor.

Judging from the mess in the room, even if the aunt didn't see a man when she opened the door, it was clear that she had been fooling around with a man last night.

How could she possibly have the face to stay in the Xu Residence?

I should have known better than to pretend.

She openly admitted her relationship with Xu Qi'an, and now no one can find fault with it. But she insisted on calling his aunt "sister," and now the rumors are that she seduced her sworn sister's junior.

The Goddess of Flowers is a person who cares about her reputation.

Just then, footsteps approached; they had reached the door.

Mu Nanzhi suddenly looked up at the door, her face looking like she was about to cry.

Xu Qi'an suppressed a laugh, used his qi to control objects, and tidied up the messy room. The broken teacups and teapots flew up on their own and disappeared into his chest, entering the fragments of the Earth Book.

The undergarments and bibs fluttered gracefully and hung neatly on the hangers.

The water splashed from the edge of the bathtub evaporated automatically, and the messy items on the desk returned to their original positions on their own.

The sandalwood incense that had been extinguished inside the golden beast spontaneously combusted, its wisps of smoke dispelling the unpleasant odor.

He actually did it on purpose so that his aunt could see it, to get revenge on the Flower Goddess and make her die. Otherwise, how could such a coincidence happen?

But seeing her panicked and tearful expression, Xu Qi'an softened.

After all, the Flower Goddess was his wife, and she was different from the cronies in the Heaven and Earth Society.

Just as we put the items back in their original place, there was a knock on the outer door, and my aunt's voice came through:

"Sister, are you awake?"

"Wake up, wake up." Mu Nanzhi looked at Xu Qi'an, her eyes wide, and urged him with her lips:

You should leave quickly.

Xu Qi'an merged into a shadow and disappeared from the room.

Mu Nanzhi looked around and, seeing no flaws, quickly climbed onto the bed, covering herself completely, and then replied in a high-pitched voice:

"Come in, the door's unlocked."

The door was indeed unlocked, because Xu Qi'an had just gone out.

My aunt pushed the door open and came in, subconsciously glancing around. In order, the bed with its curtains hanging down, the round table, and the bathtub behind the screen were all visible.

Finally, her gaze returned to the bed, and she led Lü'e over, saying:

I just saw Dalang come out of your room.

My aunt's straightforward personality was on full display.

Mu Nanzhi felt a little awkward, because the question sounded like a question:

Why would a man come out of your room so early in the morning? What did you two do last night?

"I don't know if I caught a cold last night, I didn't sleep at all, and my head hurts terribly." Mu Nanzhi raised her hand and pinched her brow, her voice weak:

"This morning I asked Bai Ji to ask Xu Yinluo to take a look. Fortunately, it's nothing serious. Xu Yinluo just circulated some qi in me and said I'll be fine after a short nap."

"Oh, I see," Auntie said, believing her. She stared at Mu Nanzhi for a moment and noticed that her good sister's eyes and brows did indeed show signs of exhaustion, as if she hadn't slept all night.

"That's true. Dalang is a first-rank martial artist now, he seems very powerful. If he has any trouble or feels unwell, he can definitely solve it." The aunt thought her handling of the situation was flawless and said:

I'll have Lü'e stay in the room to look after you.

Completely naked, Mu Nanzhi dared not leave anyone in the room and quickly shook her head.

Ningyan said that a good night's sleep would be enough, but I think I need some peace and quiet more.

The aunt thought about it and felt it made sense, so she said:

"Then I won't bother you any longer."

Having said that, he led Lü'e across the threshold, closed the door, and left.

After walking along the long corridor for a while, Lü'e covered her mouth and laughed:

"What are you thinking, Madam? How could the Dalang possibly take a fancy to Aunt Mu?"

Having served the lady for over a decade, she immediately sensed her concerns.

Aunt nodded:

"I also think it's unlikely, but Lingyue told me that Sister Mu is probably interested in Dalang, and today she saw Dalang coming out of her room, so it's hard not to overthink it."

"It's all Lingyue's fault, she's always having wild thoughts and influencing me too."

She's been through this before; if something really happened between Dalang and Sister Mu last night, she would have noticed it just now.

The Bureau of Astronomy, at the bottom of the building.

Two white-robed Warlock walked down the dimly lit corridor, arriving at a door at the end, and respectfully said:

"Senior Sister Zhong, Xu Yinluo has sent us to bring two prisoners and asks you to come with him; he wants to take you back to the manor."

Zhong Li, who had been sitting cross-legged with her head bowed, raised her head, and her eyes, shining brightly and sparkling with joy, appeared through her loose hair.

The two white-robed Warlock added:

"You should go up by yourself later; don't follow our route."

Zhong Li gave a slightly aggrieved "Oh".

The two white-robed Warlock immediately returned, each opening an iron door, and addressed the people inside the "cell":

"Come out, Xu Yinluo wants to see you!"

In these two cells facing each other, Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai lived respectively.

Upon hearing that Xu Qi'an wanted to see her, Xu Yuanshuang wondered how he would deal with her and Yuan Huai.

Xu Yuanhuai subconsciously believed that the battle between Great Feng and Yunzhou had reached an extremely stalemate. He calculated that the Yunzhou army was likely already at the gates of the capital.

The fact that the elder brother, who was related to them by blood, met with them at the critical moment of the Great Feng's demise was definitely not a good thing. He was most likely using them and their sister as bargaining chips to blackmail their father.

The siblings walked out of their cell and looked at each other across the corridor at the doorway, both seeing unease in each other's eyes.

Given the father's heartlessness and Xu Qi'an's ruthless decisiveness, their ending will not be good.

Xu Yuanhuai took a deep breath and said:

"Has the Yunzhou army reached the capital?"