Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

After swallowing the dried fish, Qingtan's gaze shifted to the fire python tiger cub with its eyes half-closed on Mu Zi's lap, and she felt secretly annoyed.

How could that heartless Xiao Yan have fallen so low as to be in the arms of a bad woman? Has he forgotten how I used to take you on trips and sightseeing?

"Xiao Yan, come here."

Qingtan crouched down a short distance away and waved to the little tiger, but the tiger only looked up at her once and then continued to lie in place without moving an inch.

Click click...

Upon seeing the little creature so engrossed in its pleasure, Qingtan secretly gritted her teeth, a sour and astringent feeling welling up in her heart.

It's one thing to snatch Lin Dong away from you, but now you're even trying to abduct Xiao Yan.

What is the allure of a "bad woman," and what exactly is wrong with me?

Qingtan stared angrily at Mu Zi's pretty face, secretly thinking to herself, but her gaze, combined with that harmless little face, didn't have much of a killing power.

Sensing the gaze of the girl in green, Mu Zi hesitated for a moment, then gently patted the lazy Xiao Yan with her jade-like hand.

"Go."

Xiao Yan raised his head, looked at Qing Tan who was looking expectantly, then looked at Mu Zi, and finally reluctantly left the latter and ran towards Qing Tan with his short legs.

"At least you still have some conscience!"

The girl in green picked up Xiao Yan and hugged him tightly in her arms as if she had lost him and found him again. Only a fluffy head of Xiao Yan was visible from her chest, and her eyes were innocent.

Hmm, why does it smell so good?

Upon closer contact, Qingtan smelled a faint, elegant, and serene fragrance emanating from Xiaoyan in her arms, which made Qingtan's face freeze for a moment.

Is that the woman's scent? It smells quite nice...

The thought flashed through Qing Tan's mind, but she quickly dismissed it. When she looked at the white-clad beauty again, her eyes held a hint of frustration. The charm of a bad woman was truly undeniable; even she, a young woman, was almost moved. No wonder Brother Lin Dong was so captivated by her.

To be honest, what is the purpose of such a stunningly beautiful and powerful goddess staying by Lin Dong's side?

After racking her brains to no avail, Qingtan decided to take the initiative and ask around.

"Hey, beautiful lady, how did you and Brother Lin Dong meet?"

"It was a coincidence, I suppose." Mu Zi said calmly. Seeing Qing Tan's conflicted expression, as if she wanted to ask but hesitated, she slowly began to recount how she met Lin Dong.

"For some reason, he has done me a favor, so I chose to stay by his side to repay this kindness."

Qingtan blinked. It sounded like a story from a folk tale. Could Lin Dong be a male protagonist who repays a fairy's kindness by offering himself in marriage?

"So... do you like him, young lady?"

Qingtan carefully observed Mu Zi's expression, and, seemingly feeling her question wasn't clear enough, added, "It's not the kind of liking between friends, it's something else..."

Surprisingly, Mu Zi frowned slightly upon hearing this, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"What is 'like'?"

Qingtan stared at the white-clad fairy in front of her with surprise. While wondering, she couldn't help but think – could that wicked woman still be a blank slate when it comes to matters of the heart?

Meeting Mu Zi's gaze, Qing Tan pondered for a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "To like someone is to be happy when you're with them, sad when you're apart from them, angry when you see them being wronged, and unable to stop thinking about them even after a long time apart..."

As Qingtan recounted her story, Mu Zi fell silent.

Happiness, sadness, anger, longing... she hadn't felt these intense emotions in a long time.

During that long period of silence, Mu Zi's emotions and desires had long since faded away with her fragile humanity. She was neither sad nor happy, and very few things could stir strong emotions in her heart.

The reason she now considers herself a human being, rather than some supreme god, is because she retains habits from before she transmigrated. However, those memories are too distant, like a faint firefly in her consciousness, unable to illuminate the boundless deep space.

Rather than saying she is a person, it's more accurate to say she is playing the role of an adult.

Every smile, every sigh, was a facade. In reality, her heart was frozen, like a stubborn block of ice. Although Lin Dong might stir some slight ripples in her heart, they were not enough to be called "emotions," let alone any feelings of liking.

Now, she has long lost the ability to love, and is nothing more than a tiny human soul trapped in a vast and endless ocean, where the last trace of color may be washed away at any moment.

"If that's the case, you don't need to worry. Maybe I'll never fall in love with anyone in my life."

Mu Zi spoke in a flat tone, as if she were talking about something completely unrelated to herself. Qing Tan, standing to the side, was slightly taken aback, as if she saw a very faint sense of detachment in Mu Zi, a feeling like a bottomless pool, or as if she were rejected by the entire world.

That sense of estrangement only lasted for a moment, as if it were an illusion, but at that moment, as Qingtan looked at the white-clad woman's cold and aloof eyes, a feeling of pity quietly arose in her heart.

But Qingtan immediately realized what she was doing and couldn't help but mutter to herself—she must be crazy, actually pitying a super-strong, beautiful woman who had stolen Lin Dong's heart!

How many dishes did you have to drink to this extent?

Qingtan, don't be bewitched by the tricks of wicked women who manipulate people's hearts. Think about your position!

"Then, I won't disturb the young lady any longer. Xiao Yan, you stay and keep her company."

Qingtan hesitated slightly, then put down the orange-red figure she was holding. The latter glanced at her, and then, at the girl's prompting, crawled toward the feet of the woman in white.

After doing all that, Qingtan didn't linger. She turned around and took small steps toward the courtyard gate. She wanted to go out for a walk and clear her head.

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Before Qingtan could push it open, the door opened automatically in front of her, and Lin Dong's familiar figure came into view, which surprised Qingtan and immediately made her feel a little happy.

Lin Dong is here to see me... right?

Qingtan glanced at the serene and beautiful white figure in the courtyard, and had a guess in her heart. Sure enough, the next moment, she saw a hint of surprise flash in Lin Dong's eyes as he looked at her.

"Oh, it's Qingtan. Is Miss Mu inside? I need to speak with her."

Seeing Lin Dong looking behind her, the girl pursed her lips, then her eyes lit up and an idea came to her.

"oops!"

Qingtan seemed to have tripped unintentionally, and her petite body fell uncontrollably toward Lin Dong, while she let out a panicked cry.

"Brother, I fell down!"

Lin Dong subconsciously caught the figure, and looking at the pitiful expression on Qing Tan's face, his lips twitched a few times.

This little girl is at least at the Heavenly Origin Realm, she shouldn't be this delicate, right?