Chapter 130: Oh No, Someone’s After My Body! p2


    As for the two ██s covering his role, and the pink hearts surrounding them, he wasn’t surprised.


    It had changed after he had become intimate with Bai Ruoxi.


    He closed the interface, feeling the depletion of spiritual energy within his Vessel, then he smiled faintly, looking around at the disciples, about to descend the platform.


    Ye Yu stepped forward, landing on the platform, his gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an. “Will you face me, Young Master Mu?”


    Bai Ruoxi frowned, looking up at him, her voice cold. “If you want to spar, Young Master Ye, I’m available.”


    Ye Yu ignored her, staring at Mu Zhi’an. “Are you afraid to fight me?”


    Who are you…? Mu Zhi’an clutched his chest, coughing dramatically, his face pale, his voice weak. “Young Master Ye, we’ll inevitably clash someday, but I don’t have enough spiritual energy for another spar.”


    “Of course, if you insist, I’ll risk my life to entertain you.” He drew his sword, his body swaying slightly.


    Ye Yu frowned, studying him.


    He had sensed that Mu Zhi’an still had plenty of spiritual energy. How could he suddenly be so weak…?


    He’s faking it!


    Let’s see how long you can keep this up… He took a deep breath, composing himself, his gaze meeting Mu Zhi’an’s. “Very well. Please instruct me, Young Master Mu.”


    He was about to draw his sword.


    “Enough.”


    A clear voice echoed from the platform, and his sword clattered back into its sheath.


    Yan Ruyu appeared beside them, her alluring figure accentuated by her loose black robe.


    Ye Yu stiffened, bowing respectfully. “Master Yan.”


    The disciples fell silent, their gazes fixed on her, her mature beauty captivating.


    “Why did you stop us, Master Yan?” he asked, his voice seemingly respectful, but his tone laced with a hint of resentment.


    He had trained diligently to defeat Mu Zhi’an, and now, after finally getting his chance, he had been interrupted!


    It was torture…


    She looked at him, her voice calm. “Mu Zhi’an’s performance was sufficient. There’s no need for another spar.”


    He stared at her, confused, and she continued, “The library hasn’t recruited an inner disciple in many years. Coincidentally, Mu Zhi’an and I are compatible, and he possesses exceptional talent. From today onwards, he’ll be an inner disciple of the library.”


    The disciples gasped, their expressions filled with shock and disbelief.


    The first inner disciple chosen was… Mu Zhi’an?!


    They had assumed that Bai Ruoxi, Wei Mengrou, or even Ye Lingxuan would be the first to be recruited… But Mu Zhi’an had been the one to stand out…?


    The peak lords and elders also looked at them, surprised.


    She hadn’t taken an inner disciple in years, and now she had actively chosen one?


    Yi Hao froze, glancing at them, a flicker of regret in his eyes, but he didn’t say anything.


    He had planned to keep Mu Zhi’an as an outer disciple if no one else chose him… He would have provided him with the resources of an inner disciple, just without the title…


    But this was a great opportunity for Mu Zhi’an.


    The library’s resources were equal to those of the nine peaks.


    The other peak lords and elders, their expressions conflicted, didn’t object.


    They were all focused on Bai Ruoxi and the others. They wanted to secure those talented disciples first. They couldn’t shamelessly interfere with Yan Ruyu’s choice.


    Ye Yu stared at them, his expression filled with disbelief.


    He wasn’t the first inner disciple chosen? It was Mu Zhi’an?!


    Why?!


    Because of that single strike?!


    It was just the power of the Lone Star Sword! It had nothing to do with his own talent!


    He opened his mouth to speak, but he looked at Yan Ruyu, her smile gentle yet intimidating… and he swallowed his words.


    Even he wouldn’t dare to challenge her.


    He knew better than to offend someone so powerful.


    She turned to Mu Zhi’an, her figure tall and alluring, her smile captivating, her long hair flowing freely, her beauty both mature and mysterious…


    Why is she interested in me…? Could it be… she’s after my body…? He chuckled inwardly, noticing the warmth in her eyes.


    He had expected other peak lords to choose him, because of Ling Long.


    But Yan Ruyu didn’t know about Ling Long.


    So what had she seen in him…?


    My handsome face…? He mocked himself inwardly.


    “Mu Zhi’an, will you become a disciple of the library?” she asked, her voice soft.


    It sounds like a marriage proposal… He bowed respectfully. “I would gladly serve you, Master Yan!”


    He screamed inwardly: Master Yan, I don’t want to work anymore!


    She nodded, smiling. “Then come to the library later.”


    She tapped his forehead, a surge of spiritual energy entering his body. Sear?h the N??elFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He retrieved his sect token. His name was inscribed on the front, and on the back, the words “Inner Disciple of the Library” appeared.


    She turned and left, not wanting to risk any further delays.


    With his sect token marked, the other peak lords wouldn’t be able to snatch him… even if they discovered his secret.


    Especially Yu Ziyan, who was also stuck at a bottleneck…


    He watched her depart, then he descended the platform.


    The other peak lords and elders also descended from the platform, their gazes fixed on the remaining candidates.


    Bai Ruoxi, who had been about to approach Mu Zhi’an, was immediately surrounded by the peak lords, their voices eager as they competed for her attention. Ye Lingxuan was also sought after, and even Wei Mengrou, who had been trying to remain invisible, was approached.


    The other disciples were also being recruited by the senior disciples of the nine peaks.


    This is too competitive… Mu Zhi’an watched, chuckling inwardly.


    Originally, the inner disciple selections had been a simple process, with the peaks sending their disciples to present their offers…


    But then some shameless peak lord had decided to personally invite a candidate, to show his sincerity…


    The other peak lords had followed suit, and the competition had become increasingly intense…


    He sat down on a stone bench, watching the spectacle unfold.


    “Miss Bai, Young Friend Mu and I have a connection. If you join Boundless Sea Peak, you can continue living in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. Or if you have a preferred cave dwelling, I can have it gifted to you,” Yi Hao said, offering his trump card.


    Bai Ruoxi’s eyes lit up, and she looked at him, nodding politely. “After careful consideration, Senior Yi, I believe Boundless Sea Peak is suitable for me.”


    The peak lords of Pure Yang Peak and Dream Drunken Peak glared at Yi Hao as Bai Ruoxi’s sect token was marked with the words “Inner Disciple of Boundless Sea Peak,” their hearts burning with envy.


    “Shameless old thief!”


    “Such behavior is unbecoming of a peak lord!”


    Yi Hao chuckled, unfazed. “This is fate… I planted a seed with Young Friend Mu, and now it has borne fruit. Don’t be envious. It’s not fitting for peak lords.”


    With Bai Ruoxi’s decision made, they turned their attention to Ye Lingxuan and Wei Mengrou.


    But they both remained silent, glancing at Mu Zhi’an.


    It was a subtle gesture, but the peak lords and elders noticed.


    They looked at him, their expressions thoughtful.


    It seemed their offers, no matter how enticing, were less important than his opinion…


    He was the one who would determine their choices.