novelapdf Chapter 89 Bai Xiang: Yes, I am superfluous.
Chapter 89 Bai Xiang: Yes, I am superfluous.
Chapter 89 Bai Xiang: Yes, I am superfluous (4700 words, 5th update)
The two entered the house one after the other.
The first thing Ling Ye did was turn around, close the door, and bolt it shut.
The second thing—
She raised her hand and untied the belt around her waist.
"My lord, there was really no need to go this far!"
Jiang Mu was so frightened that she grabbed her slender wrist, cold sweat beading on her forehead. "Although I'm a very easygoing person, everything should be done step by step, right? Sister Ling, you're being too direct. You caught me completely off guard."
If all else fails, how about we eat some melon seeds to calm down?
"What are you talking about?"
Ling Ye looked puzzled.
"So what are you trying to do?" Jiang Mu asked.
"I'll show you something."
"Do I need to take off my clothes to see things?" Jiang Mu pointed to the other woman's skirt.
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Ling Ye was taken aback, then realized that the other party had misunderstood.
Her delicate face flushed crimson, and she glared at him, annoyed and embarrassed: "What nonsense are you thinking!"
She forcefully broke free from Jiang Mu's hand and turned her back to him.
After a series of rustling sounds of fabric rubbing together.
Ling Ye turned around, holding a thin, silver soft armor in his hand, and handed it to him: "This soft armor has a protective cultivation technique on it, called 'The Profound Gang True Explanation.' You can take a look."
Jiang Mu was speechless.
If you're going to give me the cultivation method, just say so. You've made me think all sorts of things.
Jiang Mu took the original flavor soft nail.
The soft armor is woven from fine, supple, ice-blue silk, so light it feels like nothing, cool to the touch, yet exceptionally soft.
If you look closely, you'll see that each thread is engraved with tiny runes.
You can also smell a faint scent unique to women.
Seeing the man pick up the soft armor and instinctively sniff it, Ling Ye clenched her fists, wishing she could punch him.
What's so good about it?
Why do you like smelling things on me so much?
Jiang Mu stroked the soft armor and smiled, "This is a magic weapon, isn't it? I thought you were going to give it to me. But I'm so embarrassed—this gift is too precious—I'll reluctantly accept it then—"
Ling Ye snatched it away and slammed it on the table, coldly saying, "This is a protective divine armor that my master once gave me. I can't give it to you. But the cultivation techniques engraved on it can be passed on."
Of course, you're the first one.
Remember, once you've learned this, keep it to yourself and don't tell anyone else.
Ling Ye was actually lying.
The true name of this technique is "Taiyi Golden Flower True Form".
It is one of the Cold Moon Sect's most treasured techniques, and the sect rules are strict, forbidding its transmission to outsiders.
But Ling Ye came up with a brilliant idea.
That means renaming the cultivation technique.
What? You're saying I broke the rules?
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No, there isn't.
What I'm transmitting is "The True Explanation of the Mysterious Gang," what does it have to do with "The True Form of the Golden Flower of Taiyi"?
This was the only thing she could do for Jiang Mu.
It wasn't out of any ulterior motives, but purely out of a desire to cherish talent.
Yes, it's about valuing talent.
She can swear on her conscience.
Jiang Mu leaned closer to examine it for a while, then asked疑惑地问道, "Sister Ling, besides the scribbles that look like gibberish, there aren't any words on it. How can we read it?"
Give me your hand.
She took Jiang Mu's hand, gently pressed it onto the soft nail, and whispered, "Close your eyes."
Jiang Muyi closed her eyes as instructed.
The next moment, a cool and warm sensation flowed from the soft armor into his palm, up his arm, and straight to his spiritual center.
"boom-"
Jiang Mu's mind cleared up.
In a daze, I saw a hazy halo, and the blurry phantom of a woman sitting cross-legged appeared.
Immediately afterwards, starlight began to shine from within the woman's illusory form.
Those are acupoints.
These star-like rays intertwine to form lines, clearly marking the pathways of acupoints and the flow of vital energy.
"They can even teach martial arts like this?"
Jiang Mu stared intently, memorizing the trajectory of the flowing spiritual energy.
At the same time, a stream of information flooded into my mind.
Once this technique is mastered, a layer of protective qi can be formed on the body's surface.
This protective energy can not only nearly double one's own defensive strength, but also resist the erosion of most common toxins.
It can even protect against the invasion of ordinary fire and water.
Of course, the only drawback is that it consumes a lot of star power.
But for Jiang Mu, who has a magic slot for AFK farming, this is no problem at all.
After a long time, the blurry figure gradually faded away.
Jiang Mu regained her senses, slowly opened her eyes, and a glint of light flashed in them.
"How is it?"
Ling Ye, who had been closely watching him, asked.
This was Jiang Mu's first time experiencing such an immersive teaching method, and she found it very novel. She nodded and said, "I've got it."
Ling Ye breathed a sigh of relief, then said seriously, "This technique is extremely difficult to learn. Even a slight mistake in the flow of qi can damage your meridians. Try circulating it once now, and I will protect you and guide you."
"OK."
As Jiang Mu spoke, she began to take off her shirt.
Why are you taking off your clothes?
Ling Ye was startled and hurriedly turned around.
"I have a habit of taking off my shirt when I practice, otherwise it will be uncomfortable if I get sweaty."
As Jiang Mu deftly took off her outer garment, she asked curiously, "Why did you turn around? I was just taking off a shirt."
Ling Ye bit her lower lip and slowly turned around.
As expected, the other party only showed their upper body.
Ling Ye's pretty face flushed red, and she quickly shifted her gaze slightly upward, not daring to look around anymore. She steadied herself and said, "Then—let's begin."
Jiang Mu sat cross-legged on the bed, closing her eyes and concentrating.
Within his sea of consciousness, the magic gauge vibrated.
To speed things up, he directly synchronized the energy flow path of the "Mysterious Gang True Explanation" to the two demonic figures inside the bubble.
The main body, along with its two shadows, are simultaneously cultivating, driven by a triple-core system!
As the cultivation technique was activated, a faint layer of white mist gradually rose around Jiang Mu's body.
Ling Ye stood quietly to the side, intently sensing the flow of his aura.
Once she senses that someone's meridians are blocked or their stellar energy is off-target, she extends her slender fingers and gently presses on the corresponding acupoints, using her own gentle spiritual energy to guide and unblock them.
Because Jiang Mu wasn't wearing a shirt, every touch of their fingertips was a genuine skin-to-skin contact.
Her fingertips pressed against the man's firm, warm chest.
That slightly elastic touch, and the constant, burning heat, traveled from his fingertips all the way to the depths of Ling Ye's heart.
This caused her emotions to fluctuate wildly.
Ling Ye pressed his lips together, trying his best to maintain a cold expression.
But her heart was pounding wildly, like a fawn trapped in her arms.
"That bastard—if you're going to practice, just practice. Why take your clothes off? Really—"
She grumbled inwardly.
With Ling Ye's careful guidance, Jiang Mu's breathing quickly stabilized and gradually improved.
Seeing that the other party is fully engaged, no further assistance is needed.
The woman's tense nerves finally relaxed.
She stood by the bed, not leaving, her gaze involuntarily falling on the body before her, brimming with male hormones.
I was so focused that I didn't even realize it.
When you have some free time, the visual impact is magnified many times over.
After these days of training, the man's skin and flesh are as taut as cast iron, but his muscle lines are not bulging. They are as if they have been carefully sculpted by mountains and rivers, undulating between stretching and exertion.
A wonderful balance is achieved between masculine strength and gentle beauty in him.
In short, it looks great.
Ling Ye's gaze followed his bobbing Adam's apple down, past his collarbone, and lingered on his slightly rising and falling chest.
For some reason —
I'm tempted to poke it.
The moment this thought popped into his head, it startled Ling Ye.
"Ling Ye, Ling Ye, what are you thinking? You hate men the most, how could you have such frivolous thoughts?"
She secretly despised herself.
But that hand, as if it had its own consciousness, slowly stretched out as if possessed by a ghost.
Nearly.
closer.
My fingertips finally touched that warm, firm muscle.
A gentle tap.
hard.
hot.
Immediately, as if burned on her fingertip, she turned around in a panic.
My heart was beating incredibly fast in my chest.
She banged her head hard, walked to the table and sat down. She grabbed the leftover cold tea that Jiang Mu had drunk, took a few gulps, and forced herself to calm down for a while before her emotions could barely settle.
Something's not right!
Ling Ye's thoughts gradually became clearer.
She suddenly realized a problem—that since she met Jiang Mu, she seemed to have slowly crossed a line.
From what point did you cross the boundary?
From being seen by Yukiko? Eating watermelon? Hugging each other on the way back to the city?
To be fair, if it were any other man, she would have chopped him into eighteen pieces with a single sword stroke.
Why then is he so indulgent towards Jiang Mu?
Is it because they value talent?
She had seen many geniuses, but none had ever been treated with such care and affection.
Ling Ye couldn't understand it.
I suspect there's something wrong with my mindset.
I need to be more careful in the future.
She shook her head, no longer thinking about it, and turned to look at Jiang Mu, who was still in meditation, waiting for him to complete this cycle of Qi circulation.
The most difficult part of this exercise is the construction of the Qi channels at the beginning.
Even with her exceptional talent, it still took her seven days to barely complete the form. Even someone as brilliant as Luo Xue took a full three days.
Although Jiang Mu just showed remarkable comprehension, his foundation is still shallow.
"Let him take his time, I reckon it won't take ten days or half a month—"
Just as I was thinking this, the next moment, *whoosh*!
On the bed, Jiang Mu's body trembled slightly.
Suddenly, a faint golden light emanated from his body, quickly condensing into a layer of protective energy that circulated continuously.
The teacup in Ling Ye's hand clattered against the edge of the table.
Her lips parted slightly, and she stood there, stunned.
What's going on?
Is this... the beginning?
That kid is too fast!
Jiang Mu opened her eyes, feeling the flow of internal energy on her body. She clenched her fist and said excitedly, "Sister Ling, this technique is really good."
While I had been able to easily slaughter the demon hordes before thanks to the Serpent Step, it never felt quite satisfying. With this protective aura, I can now mow down those low-level demons with unparalleled speed.
This technique seems to have been tailor-made for him.
Seeing Ling Ye's stunned expression, Jiang Mu asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Am I practicing incorrectly?"
Ling Ye snapped out of his daze and shook his head with a complicated expression: "No—it's fine."
She paused, then added, "This technique consumes a lot of star power, so you need to be careful to control the rhythm when you use it. When a cultivator is fighting, the worst thing is to exhaust themselves."
Jiang Mu was too embarrassed to say that she had unlimited battery life, so she nodded seriously: "Understood."
Ling Ye gave some detailed instructions on the key points of subsequent cultivation, then picked up the silver soft armor, pulled open the outer robe, and prepared to put it back on.
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Jiang Mu put on her shirt as she walked over and unlatched the door.
Cypress stands outside the door.
She stared at the two people getting dressed, and paused for a moment.
Then, she raised her hand and made a "eat" gesture, before turning away expressionlessly.
The two people inside the room were left staring at each other in bewilderment.
"What did that look in her eyes mean?" Jiang Mu asked.
Ling Ye's pretty face flushed red, and she glared at him fiercely: "Couldn't you have waited until we were all dressed before opening the door?!"
Jiang Mu said somewhat guiltily, "I didn't do it on purpose—besides, we're innocent and have nothing to hide, we didn't do anything wrong. And Xiang'er doesn't care."
In fact, Jiang Mu was right.
Bai Xiang really didn't care.
She is a goddess devoid of emotion.
Even if she were to catch two people in the act of adultery, let alone witness them in disheveled state, she would not be moved in the slightest.
Yeah, I just don't care.
Back in the kitchen.
Bai Xiang picked up the kitchen knife expressionlessly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The knife flashed like snow, and the remaining ribs on the cutting board were instantly chopped into minced meat, leaving not even a bone fragment.
A murderous aura filled the room, chilling everyone to the bone.
Dinner was very plentiful.
Although Bai Xiang is a cook who is "emotionless", her cooking skills are indeed impeccable.
Steamed sea bass, braised lion's head meatballs, garlic-flavored greens — and a pot of rich, milky-white lotus root and pork rib soup, all with an irresistible aroma.
These are all home-style dishes, yet they are prepared to be delicious and visually appealing.
Ling Ye had to admit that this woman's cooking skills were indeed impressive.
No wonder she could win over Young Master Jiang's stomach so well.
Perhaps because of the embarrassing "catching someone cheating" mix-up earlier, the usually relaxed dinner party felt unusually dull today.
Bai Xiang is mute and only focuses on eating with her head down.
Yuan Aqing, who is socially awkward, buried her face in the bowl, wishing she could become one with the rice.
Ling Ye was used to being aloof, and coupled with a strange sense of guilt, he remained silent.
Even Jiang Mu, who is usually the most talkative, felt the atmosphere was strange at this moment, so he simply shut up and ate his rice by himself.
They were eating.
Suddenly, Jiang Mu felt a light kick to her calf under the table.
Jiang Mu paused, but didn't pay attention, assuming that someone had accidentally bumped into her.
Less than two seconds later, he was kicked again.
This time I used a little too much force.
Jiang Mu was a little confused and subconsciously looked at Yuan Aqing opposite him.
Because the angle at which the lower leg was kicked was directly in front.
But Xiao Aqing was struggling with a braised lion's head meatball, her cheeks bulging, and she didn't look like the culprit.
Jiang Mu was confused again, her gaze sweeping over the two women on either side of her.
Who is it? Why did they kick me?
Both women remained calm and ate elegantly, showing no sign of anything amiss.
Jiang Mu wanted to ask, but was afraid of embarrassing the other person.
After all, these "little actions" under the table usually represent some kind of unspeakable private message.
Okay, let's use the process of elimination.
So Jiang Mu lifted her foot under the table and tentatively kicked Bai Xiang on her left.
Bai Xiang looked up in surprise.
Those bright, clear eyes were filled with the question, "Are you sick?"
it is good.
She is not a common woman.
Jiang Mu then turned around and gently kicked Ling Ye on her right.
Ling Ye was drinking soup when the kick almost made her choke. She turned around and glared at him, her eyes filled with inexplicable embarrassment and annoyance.
it is good.
It's not a big watermelon either.
Undeterred, Jiang Mu stretched out her leg and gently kicked Yuan Aqing opposite her.
The girl looked up blankly, rice grains still clinging to the corner of her mouth: "What is it, sir?"
"It's okay, eat more vegetables to grow strong."
Jiang Mu casually picked up the largest lion's head meatball and stuffed it into the girl's bowl.
"Thank you, sir." The girl blushed and lowered her head.
it is good.
It wasn't Xiao Aqing either.
Then the truth is obvious—that's right, I kicked myself!
This is fucking crazy!
Jiang Mu was speechless. Everyone says that a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, but I think these women are all drama queens!
To avoid being "harassed" again, Jiang Mu simply spread her legs wide apart, placing one leg in front of each person, striking a pose that said, "Let's see who dares to kick me now."
As for the remaining leg—
Alas, though I have lofty ambitions, my limited size prevents me from reaching people.
As a result, not long after they had posed,
My left leg was kicked.
My right leg was kicked almost simultaneously.
Jiang Mu:
He understood instantly.
So he silently picked up two pieces of braised pork and placed them in Bai Xiang's and Ling Ye's bowls respectively.
What I got in return was a pair of eye rolls from the two women almost simultaneously.
Jiang Mu sighed, exhausted.
So, what exactly do you mean by kicking me?
Riddler, get out of Gotham!
Having enjoyed this delicious meal, Ling Ye found it hard to bear the dinner any longer and immediately took his leave.
Jiang Mu saw her out.
The night is like water.
The moonlight, like silver radiance flowing from a harp string, gently outlined the silhouettes of the two people walking side by side.
The streets were quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing on the road.
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Ling Ye raised a hand to gently brush away the strands of hair that had been ruffled by the wind at her temples, turned her head to look at Jiang Mu, and said in a softer voice, "I'm preparing to leave Huzhou City."
Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat.
So fast?
Are we going to hunt down the demon girl Qiu Yuexin?
The girl had asked him to try to stall Ling Ye for a few more days, and now that so many days have passed, it should be about time.
Moreover, he really couldn't find any legitimate reason to keep Ling Ye here any longer.
Sure enough, Ling Ye continued, "I'm going to apprehend your sister, Jiang Yuexin. But I'll say it again, she's not your biological sister."
Furthermore, according to the latest intelligence—
She is very likely related to the Qingqiu clan among the demon race. Many clans there use "Qiu" as their surname.
"The Qingqiu clan?"
Jiang Mu's heart stirred.
No wonder that girl changed her name to "Qiu Yuexin"; it turns out it's a homophone of the character "Qiu".
Wait!
Jiang Mu suddenly realized.
If that's the case—
My cheap, demonic sister is actually a little fox spirit?!
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