Shen Zhiwei couldn’t help raising an eyebrow. Had Mo Rubai already included Murong Bili in his harem range just like that?
This was simply… too insatiable.
However, this was also normal. If he himself were a romantic and affectionate young man, he would certainly also develop a favorable impression of this ambiguous-looking beauty.
Thinking this, Shen Zhiwei ignored Mo Rubai’s words. Instead, amidst Murong Bili’s startled gaze, he scooped the person up in his arms and, with a light leap, jumped right in front of Mo Rubai.
Mo Rubai’s face turned ashen as he incredulously watched the two people hugging each other right in front of him.
“You couldn’t possibly be Little Master-Uncle’s… cultivation vessel. Exactly who are you?”
This fellow named Mo Rubai didn’t even show an expression of dazzled admiration upon seeing such a stunning face.
Murong Bili let out a dissatisfied “tsk,” jumped down from Shen Zhiwei’s arms, covered his mouth with a light chuckle, and blinked. “This humble one is called Murong Bili; you can call me Ah Li. I’m just a pitiful person rescued from the road by my good husband. Little young master, why are you asking so much?”
“Why are you standing so close?” Mo Rubai was bound by the Spirit-Binding Lock, and when he had caught Ji Chu just moments ago, he had already retreated to his absolute limit. Now, there was nowhere left to run.
“Alright.” Shen Zhiwei pulled Murong Bili away with a tug. The two of them had plenty of time to nurture their relationship; why did they have to flirt amidst this pile of filth?
Wasn’t it disgusting?
“What on earth is going on here?” Frowning at the fishy stench in the air, Shen Zhiwei looked over at the unconscious woman beside Mo Rubai. Even if Mo Rubai had taken this woman’s virginity, there was no need to make it this bloody, right?
What’s more, within that large pool of filth, there were still many mangled and flesh-and-blood remnants.
“A servant was suddenly pierced through by a dark shadow, and within just a few breaths, they turned into this.” Mo Rubai’s expression was gloomy. “Little Master-Uncle, I don’t have the ability to do such a thing. I didn’t do it.”
Is he starting to shirk responsibility already?
In truth, Mo Rubai might not necessarily lack the ability. After all, he was the son of destiny of this world; even when he, a villain, wanted to kill him, he would suffer a backlash.
Naturally, if Mo Rubai wanted to kill an ordinary servant, he could do so at any time.
“Little Master-Uncle, I really didn’t do it!” The moment Mo Rubai saw Shen Zhiwei’s expression, he knew the other party didn’t believe him.
An even more hair-raising thought popped up. Realizer Lingzhi had insisted on framing him for theft—could it be that he simply wanted to get him locked in the dungeon, and then frame him for murder?
Commiting murder within the Azure Firmament Sect was a grave crime, and if the victim was an ordinary person, it was a crime of the highest order. Being driven down the mountain was a minor matter; it was very likely that his spiritual veins would be extracted, turning him into a crippled废人!
In an instant, Mo Rubai’s blood ran backward and his mind went completely blank.
“I naturally know it wasn’t you.” Unaware of what kind of wild scenarios Mo Rubai had concocted in just that brief moment, Shen Zhiwei continued, “The seal of the Demon Clan has loosened; some demons must have escaped. The dungeon isn’t far from the back mountain.”
Even if Mo Rubai wanted to kill someone, he wouldn’t stoop to using such a disgusting method.
Shen Zhiwei’s brief remarks caused Mo Rubai’s emotions to rollercoaster dramatically, leaving even his temples soaked in sweat.
“The Demon Clan…” Mo Rubai asked in a low voice, “Does only our Azure Mystery Continent have the Demon Clan?”
Shen Zhiwei’s expression turned somewhat peculiar. “Naturally not.”
Naturally, minor worlds didn’t have the Demon Clan, nor did they even have spiritual energy, making cultivation utterly impossible—much like Earth in his past life.
Why would Mo Rubai ask such a brain-dead question?
However, Mo Rubai didn’t continue pressing the matter because the woman beside him had woken up.
The moment the woman opened her eyes, she laid sight on Murong Bili, who was closest to her.
Seeing that face, Ji Chu froze instantly. She had lost.
“You—are you also here to seize this opportunity?” Ji Chu said despondently, “I’ll let you have Young Master Mo; I can’t compare to you.”
How could someone this gorgeous end up as a servant in the Azure Firmament Sect? Ji Chu couldn’t fathom it.
“What is she saying?” Murong Bili looked at Shen Zhiwei in surprise. “Husband, who is she?”
Only then did Ji Chu realize there was a fourth person present. Turning her head for a single glance, she wished she could just pass out again on the spot.
Realizer… Realizer Lingzhi, why is he here?!
Yet Ji Chu didn’t dare to faint; instead, she solid-heartedly kowtowed three times. “This humble one pays respects to Realizer Lingzhi.”
Hearing the words “this humble one,” Shen Zhiwei finally realized who this person was.
She was also one of Mo Rubai’s harems—specifically belonging to the soft, delicate, white-lotus type of the harem troupe. She was pitiful in the extreme, lacking even spiritual veins, and relied entirely on dual cultivation with the protagonist to prolong her life.
She was the most inconspicuous one in the entire harem. To think she was also inside the Azure Firmament Sect?
Shen Zhiwei stepped half a pace back and said, “Get up. I’m not dead yet; there’s no need to kowtow three resounding knocks.”
Hearing this, Ji Chu dared not get up even more, but she didn’t dare disobey Realizer Lingzhi’s words either. With a pale complexion, she managed to stand up, though her gaze couldn’t help drifting toward Mo Rubai.
With Realizer Lingzhi targeting a weak woman like her this way, would Young Master Mo be angry on her behalf?
Mo Rubai wasn’t angry at all; in fact, he didn’t even spare her a single glance. Ji Chu bit her lower lip in disappointment. So be it. What status did Realizer Lingzhi hold, and what status did she have? If she truly offended him, she might not even be able to preserve her life when the time came for her to leave the Azure Firmament Sect.
Murong Bili glanced at the woman whose looks could only be considered plain, then touched his own face with a fair bit of smugness. “Husband, it stinks too much here. Let’s go outside.”
“Mn.” Shen Zhiwei nodded. Looking at Mo Rubai, he instructed, “You are still grounded and must not leave at will. Don’t touch anything here; I’ll go fetch someone to handle it.”
Did Realizer Lingzhi really just leave because of a single word from this pretty boy?
Mo Rubai stared at Murong Bili’s face, finding it irritating no matter how he looked at it. Realizer Lingzhi was truly just an ordinary mortal; the moment he saw good looks, his judgment became clouded by lust.
Hmph.
“Mo… Young Master Mo, don’t be afraid,” Ji Chu said softly, “Don’t be afraid, Chu’er will stay with you.”
“Go away. Men and women should not have physical contact when passing things,” Mo Rubai said coldly. “Go back, tell your sister, and prepare well for the funeral. Please accept my condolences.”
Ji Chu froze, taking quite a while to remember that her mother was dead—killed right in front of her eyes in a bloody and utterly tragic manner.
Belatedly, Ji Chu’s eye rims turned red. She wanted to throw herself into Mo Rubai’s arms and have a good cry, but Mo Rubai pushed her directly away. “Miss Ji, please exercise self-respect.”
Ji Chu’s tears were instantly forced back inside. Why was Young Master Mo so merciless? The very first moment she laid eyes on Young Master Mo, she had decided he was the one for her whole life. He had preserved his virginity for so long, and it was meant for him, but Young Master Mo actually…
Choking back sobs, Ji Chu walked away.
Meanwhile, right inside that mangled, bloody pool of filth, something was writhing…