Chapter 134: A Sect Elder Wants Me to Be a Kept Man p2


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    At Two Polarities Peak, Mu Zhi’an arrived on his flying sword, tossing a paper crane into the peak. He waited for a while, then he saw Lan Mulian, her white dress flowing gracefully, her figure accentuated by the new attire.


    “Senior Sister.” He looked at her, his eyes filled with a mock adoration.


    She studied him, her gaze lingering on the black sword beneath his feet. “Why are you here so early?”


    “I’ve been busy these past few days. I saw your letter after the inner disciple selections, and I couldn’t resist…” He hesitated, his voice filled with a mock concern. “I hope I’m not disturbing you…”


    “If you’re busy, I can go back. We can go to the Pilgrimage Palace tomorrow…” sea??h thё N??elFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She shook her head, smiling faintly. “Come with me.”


    She led him towards the pavilion on the back mountain. She poured him a cup of tea, then said, her voice laced with a hint of amusement, “Congratulations on earning Master Yan’s favor. You’re the first…”


    He sighed dramatically. “I was surprised myself. I didn’t think I had a chance. But she chose me.”


    “She and the peak lord of Dao Peak were fellow disciples. They both cultivate the Dao of natural law, which grants them a strong affinity for spiritual energy. She must have sensed your talent…” she said, her brow furrowing slightly. “But be careful. If your physique is exposed, it will cause trouble…”


    “No…” She shook her head. “She might already know your secret. That’s probably why she chose you.”


    “What kind of trouble? Dual cultivation?” It didn’t seem like a big deal. He sipped his tea. “You’re right, Senior Sister. I’ll be careful.”


    She changed the subject. “You’ll be receiving a generous stipend and abundant resources every month. With diligent cultivation, you could reach Core Formation within half a year. I promised you a gift if you became an inner disciple. Since you’re here, I’ll give it to you now.”


    She opened her hand, revealing a delicate box.


    He took the box, opening it, and a rich, medicinal fragrance filled the air.


    “A Grade Advancement Pill?!” He looked up at her, his eyes widening with surprise.


    “Take it. You deserve it,” she replied calmly, her expression unchanged.


    He put away the pill, impressed by her generosity. He had heard about Grade Advancement Pills from the elders back in the Mu Manor. They could instantly raise a cultivator’s level, but they were incredibly difficult to refine, requiring rare ingredients.


    “Are you still at the peak of Core Formation, Senior Sister?” he asked.


    She nodded, then changed the subject. “You have Senior Ling Long’s backing now. No one will bother you about Bai Ruoxi’s demonic aura anymore. I’ve also informed my master.”


    “Senior Ling Long is unpredictable. She might leave at any time. It’s best not to make too many enemies within the sect,” she warned.


    “I’ve never actively provoked anyone. They’re the ones who keep coming after me,” he said, sighing dramatically.


    After finishing his tea, he asked, “Can I visit Two Polarities Peak again?”


    She nodded. “If I have time.”


    “She might seem cold, but she’s actually quite kind.” He smiled inwardly, then, after chatting for a while longer, he left the peak.


    But he didn’t return to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. He headed towards Dao Peak.


    “The peak lord just returned. She’s in seclusion and isn’t seeing anyone,” a female disciple said, blocking his path at the entrance of the main hall.


    “Did two female disciples arrive today? One wearing a purple dress, the other in a blue dress? Sisters?” he asked.


    She nodded, her eyes filled with curiosity, and he continued, “I’m Qian’er and Lingxuan’s brother. I have something important to discuss with the peak lord. Please inform her.”


    She studied him, then nodded, entering the hall and approaching Yu Ziyan, who sat on her throne, her white robes flowing gracefully.


    “Peak Lord, there’s a disciple outside who claims to be Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian’s brother. He requests an audience,” the disciple said, bowing respectfully.


    Yu Ziyan opened her eyes, her expression thoughtful, then she looked towards the entrance. A beautiful smile spread across her lips.


    “Bring him in.”