Su Ning and Yin Ye wanted to get to the Wuxiang Sect as soon as possible.

I've decided to rest in Moon Crossing City for only one day, meaning I'll only sleep tonight and set off tomorrow.

After paying for tonight's room, Su Ning fiddled with the money in her hand, calculating her expenses at Yueyuxuan.

It's a pity that she couldn't afford the most beautiful cloisonné begonia hairpin.

To save money, she only booked one superior room.

Having spent so much time with the main characters, I've never experienced such meticulous planning before.

Su Ning shook her head and pushed open the door to the superior room.

He casually tossed the cloth bag onto the pearwood table, pulled off his face towel, and turned to pounce on the canopy bed covered with soft satin. He sank into the fluffy bedding and let out a satisfied sigh: "Finally, I can lie down properly for a while. This bumpy journey has almost broken my bones."

Yin Ye stood by the door, carrying medicinal herbs in one hand and a bundle in the other. The chilling aura emanating from him was almost tangible.

He looked at the girl curled up on the bed, then glanced at the only bed in the room. His face was so dark it could drip water, and his voice was hoarse and icy: "Su Ning."

"Hmm?" Su Ning, buried in the pillow, only responded lazily without opening her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"You only booked one room." He spoke slowly and deliberately, each word carrying a suppressed rage. "The two of us, one room?"

Su Ning slowly raised her head, rubbing her eyes as she looked at him, her eyes still heavy with sleep. Her tone was both self-righteous and slightly coquettish: "What else can we do? We're almost out of money, where would we find the spare cash to open a second place? Just make do with this."

"To be honest, I'm the one who should be at a disadvantage. I haven't even complained about you yet."

"You really have no shame."

Yin Ye's understanding of the person in front of him was once again refreshed. He stepped into the door, put the things on the table, and then walked to the bedside.

Looking down at the beauty lying on the bed.

Unfortunately, those narrow eyes held not affection, but anger.

"What are you going to do?"

Su Ning pretended to be scared and covered her chest.

Yin Ye simply stretched out his hand and coldly said, "Stop talking nonsense, give me the money."

"I see, you still have some silver left."

"Give it to me, and I'll go book another room."

But how could Su Ning possibly give it to him? That was her prized possession for going to Yueyuxuan after she finished washing up.

Why go to a jewelry store if you don't have money?

"No, I need that money. Why are you, a member of a demonic sect, being so indecisive? Aren't you all known for your debauchery and unrestrained indulgence?"

Su Ning looked at the person in front of her suspiciously, scanning him from head to toe.

The final conclusion was: "...You wouldn't be...impotent, would you?"

She spoke very softly, after all, it was indeed a shameful thing.

Yin Ye's outstretched hand froze mid-air, then his expression changed drastically, and a surge of murderous intent rose within him. He stared at the girl before him, uttering each word slowly and deliberately: "Do you know what you're saying?"

His face, already pale, became almost transparently white, his eyes swirling with a sickly crimson. His gaze fell on the girl, and he reached out to grab her collar: "Do you believe I'll strangle you right now?"

At that very moment—

Su Ning used her charm again, her words as sweet and alluring as honey: "Yin Ye, you're sleepy."

Then, his eyes, which had been brimming with anger, suddenly became confused, and even the strength in his hands loosened a little.

Su Ning shoved the man in front of her aside, and the mind-controlling technique took full effect. The man who was just furious fell asleep on the bed.

Su Ning stood up, looked at the other person's pale face, and murmured, "You really are a virgin."

"Oh, how pitiful."

Su Ning truly hadn't expected that the person in front of her actually didn't have any other women.

"Could it be that the Wuxiang Sect is actually a Buddhist temple?"

She quickly banished the thought from her mind.

However, this had nothing to do with her. She asked the waiter to bring water, and then Su Ning began to take a fragrant bath.

While the other person was asleep, she prepared the medicine for him before going downstairs to inform the waiter.

"If that man wakes up and asks me where I am, tell him I went to Yueyuxuan."

Su Ning changed into her newly bought clothes, a light purple cotton-padded skirt with floral embroidery on the cuffs. The skirt was fitted at the waist, making the young girl's figure look exceptionally slender.

At this moment, she covered herself again with the veil that came with the clothes she had just bought.

With this makeover, she looks exactly like a naive young lady from a wealthy family.

The waiter dared not be negligent and quickly wrote it down.

Watching her departing figure, the waiter couldn't help but mutter, "These days are no peaceful places. How come such a beautiful young lady doesn't have a maidservant by her side?"

Unlike Su Ning's situation, which was like a fish in water, the Sword Forging Manor, located a hundred miles away, was shrouded in gloom.

Yue Zijin and Pei Yunlian need to pack their bags in the next few days, as their injuries have not fully healed.

Song Hengxue will stay here to take care of Tang Jingshan for a while, and she specifically told them to rest for a couple of days before leaving.

Tangxi also had to give instructions about the affairs of the villa, and agreed to postpone it for a few days.

At that moment, Yue and Pei had just returned from the bottom of the cliff.

They have been searching for Su Ning's whereabouts at the bottom of the cliff for the past few days, but still without any success.

The two sat silently in the courtyard.

Finally, Yue Zijin sighed and spoke first: "I thought we would roam the martial world together forever, but I never expected that we would part so soon."

The day Su Ning fell off the cliff, the entire manor was in complete chaos.

Tang Jingshan was poisoned and his life was in danger.

The two had no choice but to temporarily suppress their grief over losing Su Ning.

Day two.

The servant who was cleaning the pine and cypress courtyard handed them a letter.

That was You Xunchun's message.

The letter only stated that there was an urgent matter at home, and he had to leave for a period of time, with no return date set.

Compared to Su Ning's uncertain fate, You Xunchun's departure without saying goodbye only intensified the sense of melancholy.

The boy, who had never known the taste of parting, just stared blankly at the letter, his heart heavy.

It turns out that all good things must come to an end.

Yue Zijin, Pei Yunlian, and even Tang Xi seemed to have grown up overnight, and everyone had become much more mature.

Pei Yunlian stroked Thirteen's head, her eyes fixed on the swing in Red Maple Garden.

Do you think we'll find her?

Yue Zijin chuckled lightly: "Haven't we ventured into dragon's dens and tiger's lair enough?"

"They're just the Wuxiang Sect. My father used to beat them to a pulp, and now I've followed in his footsteps."

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