Translator: Storm in a Teacup

  Luo Jianqing was confused about her gaze but didn’t think too much, “Tai Hua mountain is divided into seven peaks, Cang Shuang peak, Bi Can peak, Lie Huo peak, Hao Ming peak, Qing Lan peak, Yu Shou peak and Yu Xiao peak. Cang Shuang peak, Bi Can peak and Hao Ming peak focus on martial art cultivation; disciples of Lie Huo peak are keen on implement refining; Qing Lan peak concentrates on making pills; and Yu Shou peak, as its name indicates, tames beasts. Most of our female disciples gather in Qing Lan peak, while Cang Shuang peak and Hao Ming peak are desperate for female disciples.” After a pause, Luo Jianqing looked down at Mu Ruorong and beamed, “Now, you can make your choice.”


  Xie Zizhuo opened his eyes wide, “Brother Luo, you are embarrassing me! What do you mean by saying ‘Hao Ming peak are desperate for female disciples’?”


  Luo Jianqing raised his eyebrow, “Am I wrong?”


  Xie Zizhuo: “You!”


  Luo Jianqing turned to Zuo Yunmo and asked, “Yunmo, Am I wrong? Don’t Hao Ming peak and your Cang Shuang peak have the least female disciples?”


  Zuo Yunmo gave a wry smile and nodded slightly, “You are right. We Cang Shuang peak only has fifteen female disciples, and Hao Ming peak, seven.”


  Xie Zizhuo said angrily, “Second fellow brother, you shouldn’t have exposed this in public!!!”


  The people around all laughed out.

  Then, Luo Jianqing turned to Mu Ruorong and asked, “My fellow younger sister, you final decision?”


  Mu Ruorong was dressed in a light-green long skirt, not as unrestrained as several years ago. She looked at Luo Jianqing with sincere eyes, which surprised Luo Jianqing. Before he could figure out anything, she asked, “Brother Luo, I heard that Yu Xiao peak never accepted new disciples, is that true?”


  He was quite familiar with this question. Luo Jianqing raised his eyes and stole a quick look at Li Xiuchen in the distance, nodding, “That’s true.”


  Mu Ruorong bowed with great respect and said, “Then I want to join Bi Can peak.”


  Wei Qiongyin stood aside, holding her sword and watching. Hearing that, she was shocked, “Bi Can peak?”


  Mu Ruorong came to her and lowered her head with a smile, “It’s my honor, my third fellow sister.”


  Xie Zizhuo’s lips were convulsed with rage and upset, while Mu Tianxin burst into laughs and left. Zuo Yunmo and other people also left speechlessly. Soon, the noisy arena fell into coldness.

  Luo Jianqing was still there. He advised those three new disciples on some dos and don’ts, then flew away.

  Although Mu Ruorong made this unexpected decision in an exceedingly resolute manner, it was a good result since she didn’t choose Hao Ming peak.

  Luo Jianqing couldn’t keep an eye on Hao Ming peak all the time, and besides, the law of nature favored more on Li Xiuchen. If Liu Xiuchen took opportunity to stay with Mu Ruorong all day, Luo Jianqing couldn’t imagine what the law of nature would do to set these two up.

  Seeing Luo Jianqing’s figure fading away, Mu Ruorong hurriedly looked away.

  Despite that, Wei Qiongyin still noticed Mu Ruorong’s gaze on Luo Jianqing. Wei Qiongyin held his sword and said without any expression, “He is the Great Senior disciple of Tai Hua mountain and our big fellow brother Luo Jianqing. If you feel something about him, give it up. My younger fellow sister has been fond of him for many years, but recently she heard that bother Luo already had his beloved one, so she gave up.”


  Wei Qiongyin’s voice was cold and her words were sharp, which, however, made Mu Ruorong felt warm.

  As a rouge cultivator, Mu Ruorong had struggled in this world alone for many years, so she had experienced much more than the disciples of big sect like Wei Qiongyin. Although she was not as powerful as Wei Qiongyin, Mu Ruorong could tell that Wei Qiongyin, not an expressive one, was for her good.

  So, Mu Ruorong felt lucky that her casual decision out of discouragement was right.

  Mu Ruorong shook her head and said, “Sister Wei, I will not fall in love with a man I just met once, briefly.”


  Wei Qiongyin looked at Mu Ruorong, seeming to understand what the latter said and stayed silent for a while. Before she left, she told Mu Ruorong, “Don’t hurry to deny that. There are piles of female disciples falling in love with him at the first sight. For decades, girls that have pursed brother Luo can even circle the whole Tai Hua mountain. But if you can put your feeling aside in time, that will be the best. At least, you will not be as crazy as those female cultivators and……”


  Wei Qiongyin stopped here and then continued expressionlessly, “And some male cultivators who have hung up on him and always chant that baffling folk song.”


  Mu Ruorong, “.……”


  Wei Qiongyin left soon and continued her closed-door practice. Mu Ruorong followed other disciples to Bi Can peak.

  Before she left, she couldn’t help looking towards the direction where the cultivator in white walked away. A confused look appeared on her beautiful face, then it was replaced by a firm belief.

  “Brother Luo, you are the great senior brother of Tai Hua mountain. I thought I was extremely talented when I finished the Foundation Establishment, but here on Tai Hua mountain, I can only rank twentieth or even lower. But you are standing on the top of them. I will practice hard and catch up with you. By then, I will tell you my belated thanks and…… my true feelings, regardless of your response.”


  She snapped back her deep gaze and followed other disciples, leaving the arena.

  What’s the most unforgettable thing in the world? Love somebody to the bones.

  Over these years, each time Mu Ruorong wanted to give up, she would think of that figure in light-green in the cave. That night, she suffered from spider venom and couldn’t move, so she could only watch him fading into the dark. That figure was stuck in her head.

  Even if he wore a mask and changed his voice, she would not get it wrong!

  It was the man that enabled her, a female cultivator naturally weaker than male, to survive in dangerous Wan Shou Mountain for years. And it was he that inspired her to overcome difficulties and become who she was today.

  It was not necessary to win his heart, but Mu Ruorong must let him know that she was grateful to him and…… she liked him.

  Currently, Luo Jianqing had returned to Xu Xiao peak anxiously.

  It was important to beat Li Xiuchen and helped his new fellow sister, but what mattered most was to give his master a lesson so that he could realize that it was awful to confine his disciple in a dark house. He had to prevent his master from doing that again!

  Luo Jianqing strode towards Xuan Lingzi’s house, attempted to open the door but was bounced off by a ward.

  Luo Jianqing, “.……”


  After a while, he said furiously, “Wu Yin, why did you enchant this boundary!”


  Inside the house, Xuan Lingzi said seriously, “Now I need to close the door to forge the Floating Frost Sword for you. This sword have established connection with you, so I don’t want to replace it with another one. I need to improve its quality as soon as possible so that you can use it more comfortably.”


  The Floating Frost Sword moaned to show its consent.

  Luo Jianqing stood outside the house, “.……” What could I do? He was justified……

  Luo Jianqing paced to and for outside the house and came up with something, “Why can’t I enter your house? I won’t disturb you from forging my sword!”


  Xuan Lingzi, “.……”


  Luo Jianqing, whose words hit home, opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily, “Wu! Yin!”


  Xuan Lingzi blushed a little bit and ignored his words, “.……”


  Luo Jianqing complained in front of the door. However, no matter what he said, Xuan Lingzi didn’t respond. Now Luo Jianqing could confirm that forging the sword was just an excuse! Xuan Lingzi just didn’t want to admit his mistake!

  Without any other choices, Luo Jian returned to his house and practiced himself. He planned to settle accounts with him after Xuan Lingzi finished forging, but that happened thirty days later.