16 – Chapter
She’s a country bumpkin, and she just loves men like this.
“Hiss, miss, are you playing with me?!”
The shopkeeper sucked in a breath, sizing up Mu Lingyan from head to toe, panting with anger.
This young lady had stunning looks and wore fine clothes, so how could she not even have two taels of silver?
“How about this, I can give you spirit fruits or Spirit Treasures to make up for the two taels of silver?” By this calculation, she was actually at a disadvantage.
Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper shook his head like a rattle drum: “Ah, forget it, forget it! If you don’t have enough money, just let it be! As a mere mortal, what use do I have for immortal things? Silver is much more practical.”
He snatched the sword tassel back, sighed, and returned to his stall.
He had thought he could make a sale today and make his wife happy with the money, but it fell through again.
Mu Lingyan thought for a moment, then crushed a Message Talisman to contact Ruan Jiujiu.
“Xiao Jiu, I need help urgently!”
“Senior Sister, what’s wrong? What kind of help?”
“Ahem, come to the market in White Egret Town right away, I’ll explain when you get here!”
“Hey, hey, Senior Sister?”
The Message Talisman cut off abruptly.
Ruan Jiujiu was practicing a secret technique under He Xuan’s guidance. If she got up and left now, not only would all her previous efforts be wasted, but her meridians might also become disordered.
She blinked innocently and looked at He Xuan: “Master, you heard it too. Senior Sister is in trouble, and I’m in this situation, so…”
He Xuan set down the scroll: “Mm, I’ll go take a look.”
…
“Boss, don’t cry! My junior sister will be here soon, I’ll definitely buy this from you!”
Boss: “I’m a grown man, I’m not crying! I’m already married! It’s just… it’s just that I haven’t earned a single coin today, and I don’t dare go home, afraid my wife will be upset!”
“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’ll buy it! I’ll take everything on your stall! Trust me!”
He Xuan happened to witness this scene when he arrived at the market.
Someone was holding a pile of waxberries in her arms, yet still managed to free a hand to pat her chest and boast about buying everything.
Tsk…
You’re really something…
“You’ll take everything? Do you have the silver?”
Mu Lingyan was comforting the young shopkeeper when a cold, slightly mocking voice drifted over her head.
But she had no time, nor dared, to dwell on it now!
Stiffly turning her head, she raised the waxberries to cover her face, shrinking her neck as she said dryly, “Hehehe, Master, why did you come in person?”
He Xuan glanced at Mu Lingyan: “Well, since my disciple declared she would buy the entire stall, I, as the master, am the only one on Worry-Free Peak with such confidence.”
“Your junior sister’s purse is even emptier than yours.”
Mu Lingyan blinked, smiling obsequiously: “That was just a slip of the tongue! Actually, I’m only short one tael of silver!”
As she spoke, her slender, jade-like finger formed a “1.”
Her eyes curved as she leaned closer, with a hint of coquettishness.
He Xuan couldn’t help but find it amusing, and the frost in his eyes seemed to melt slightly.
Mu Lingyan seized the opportunity, showering him with praise.
“Master is so wonderful, saving your disciple in times of trouble! Truly worthy of being the Peak Lord of Worry-Free Peak, the most powerful person in the Cultivation World in my heart! My admiration for you is like the waterfall of Worry-Free Peak, endless and flowing…”
He Xuan’s eyes curved slightly, and he couldn’t help but chuckle.
Mu Lingyan stared blankly at her master.
That faint smile enchanted her.
Like the moon of Mid-Autumn, or the flowers of spring dawn.
No matter how many pear blossoms bloomed, none could compare to Immortal Lord He Xuan’s smile.
He Xuan was slightly taken aback, never expecting that he would laugh because of her.
He immediately composed his expression, and his demeanor returned to its usual aloofness and detachment.
He Xuan reached out and handed a money pouch to the vendor.
“Since my disciple said she wanted everything on your stall, then so be it.”
The vendor’s eyes widened in shock, his face filled with disbelief!
Mu Lingyan wore the same expression as the vendor.
She had just been captivated by her Master’s smile, and now she was mesmerized by his lavish spending.
What woman wouldn’t want the man she liked to wave his hand and say, “Buy whatever you like!”
No one could resist the charm of money!
Including Comrade Mu Lingyan herself!
Ahh, I really like Master…
Seeing the vendor frozen in place, not taking the money pouch, He Xuan gently placed it on the stall. “Take a look. Is the silver inside enough to cover everything on your stall?”
“Oh, oh, I… I’ll check right away!” The vendor stammered excitedly, his upper and lower lips trembling.
He opened the pouch and took a glance.
“It’s… it’s enough! This is too much, really, you didn’t have to give this much!” His voice began to quiver.
He Xuan waved his hand. “It’s fine. Just take it with peace of mind.”
“Disciple, put all these things into your Storage Ring.”
Mu Lingyan admitted she was hopeless—she was a country bumpkin at heart!
She loved men who paid without hesitation!
“Okay, Master!”
Beaming with joy, she collected each item from the stall into her Storage Ring.
In her mind, she thought about finding an opportunity to obtain a Heaven-grade Spirit Treasure and a skilled craftsman to remake this sword tassel.
Then she would give it to He Xuan.
Hehe…
After tearfully thanking them, the vendor turned and ran off, shouting as he went that he was heading home to find his wife.
Seeing He Xuan about to leave, Mu Lingyan hurried after him, holding the waxberries, her smile as bright as peach blossoms.
“Master, try the waxberries! They’re a specialty of White Egret Town. I came out specifically to buy them for you!”
He Xuan lowered his gaze and replied distantly, “No need…”
A flicker of disappointment crossed Mu Lingyan’s eyes, but she quickly adjusted her mood. “Then let’s go back. Thank you so much for earlier, Master! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have known what to do. That vendor was really pitiful too—he had no parents and grew up an orphan. He finally managed to marry a wife, but after days without income, he felt terrible that she was suffering with him.”
“His deep love for his wife made me truly admire and envy him.”
“When he started crying, I ended up saying things that didn’t make much sense.”
“I’m sorry, Master…”
“Thank you for coming to rescue me…”
Ahead of her, He Xuan pursed his lips, his expression unmoved, but his words made Mu Lingyan’s face light up with joy.
“Disciple, you worry too much. It’s good that you have such a kind heart.”
But if you truly were such a kind-hearted person, able to feel pity even for a roadside vendor…
Then why did you shatter the world you created with your own hands?
Why did you write him to die, and make all your disciples meet tragic ends? Tens of thousands in the sect, all wiped out because of your few strokes of the pen.
He Xuan clenched his fists tightly inside his sleeves.
His knuckles turned white…
Hah…
Not long after, the two returned to the Hu residence.
While He Xuan went to guide Xiao Jiu in his cultivation, Mu Lingyan went to the kitchen, washed the waxberries, placed them on a white porcelain plate, and brought them to He Xuan’s room, setting them on the table.
She smiled and stepped out of the room.
He Xuan loved waxberries, but because liking them was considered too feminine, no one outside knew about it.
Not even his junior disciples.
But she knew—after all, she was the one who wrote this detail.
Mu Lingyan lingered at the door for a moment before heading to the backyard to guard the crime scene.
When He Xuan returned to his room, he saw a plate of washed bayberries on the table, with a few droplets of water still clinging to them.
His expression darkened. He stepped forward, picked up the plate, and threw all of it out the window.
The preferences she had arranged for him.
He would certainly not like them anymore.