Chapter 43: The Moon Should Hang High

Mu Yunqing had just reached Su Jiu’s door when he heard her say “I love Second Senior Brother the most.” A strange sense of displeasure suddenly arose in his heart.

But he was always good at hiding his emotions. When he pushed open the door, he already had a faint, gentle smile on his face.

His eyes lightly swept over Qi Chaoye, his thin lips parted, and he simply called out, “Second Junior Brother,” then his gaze fell entirely on Su Jiu.

“Junior Sister.”

He walked over, his warm palm gently stroking Su Jiu’s face, as if unintentionally, his tone was exceptionally familiar, “Master Cang has returned to Undao Mountain. He heard that he has found some clues to the antidote. I came to call you to go with me.”

Su Jiu was overjoyed, and she immediately stood up, her eyes shining, “Really?”

[Really? Master Cang is so amazing!]

Mu Yunqing smiled faintly and took her hand.

Su Jiu, firstly, her attention had already been diverted by Cang Qianxue finding clues, and secondly, she was already used to Mu Yunqing’s little gestures of touching her head or pinching her face, so she didn’t mind. Instead, she excitedly pulled his hand and was about to leave.

Mu Yunqing didn’t remind her that Qi Chaoye was still there. He just held her hand, as if apologizing for her on her behalf, and smiled at Qi Chaoye.

Qi Chaoye’s fanning motion stopped, his fox eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Humans are truly two-faced creatures.

…Of course, little Su Jiu is an exception.

Just as Su Jiu was about to leave with Mu Yunqing, Qi Chaoye slowly stood up and said casually, “You two are going to Undao Hall? What a coincidence, I’m going there too, let’s go together.”

Su Jiu turned back to look at him, her eyes widened innocently.

[Why are you still here?]

Thanks to Qi Chaoye, Su Jiu remembered the storage pouch on the table. She smiled brightly, “Since Second Senior Brother is so kind, then Junior Sister will accept your kindness.”

She walked over, stuffed the storage pouch into her sleeve, her eyes narrowed, and a faint dimple appeared at the corner of her lips.

Mu Yunqing’s hand was empty, and he looked at her in a daze.

Qi Chaoye, however, smiled with his fan against his lips, “Junior Sister likes it, then I’ll send you some more good things next time.”

Inside Undao Hall,

Cang Qianxue sat at the table, leisurely drinking tea.

Shen Wangchen stood with his hands behind his back.

“According to the information I have had people investigate, Mo Lin should be the child of a strand of the Demon Lord’s soul and a mortal woman. The Demon Lord had the idea of returning to the Demon Realm as early as ten years ago, so he used demonic energy to nourish the mother’s body when Mo Lin was still a fetus. After he was born, he kept him growing as a mortal until his last trip down the mountain, when he awakened the demonic nature within him. This was to make him sneak into Qian Yuan Sect and open the seal of the Demon Sealing Array.”

Cang Qianxue had left for a while, firstly for the matter of the “Three-Day Red Face” antidote, and secondly, to investigate the demon’s scheme.

“As for the demon realm,” Cang Qianxue’s long eyelashes drooped slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression, “I went to the demon realm on the way this time. The demon king is still the same debauched and tyrannical figure. I don’t think he’s pretending.”

“But he did tell me that he has a nephew, who left the demon realm ten years ago and has been missing ever since. I guess, perhaps as little Su Jiu said, your second disciple, Qi Chaoye, should be the demon king’s nephew.”

Having said this, Cang Qianxue couldn’t help but exclaim again, “Wangchen, you really have good taste!”

The disciples you take in are all interesting.

Shen Wangchen turned back indifferently, his glassy eyes staring at him quietly.

Cang Qianxue quickly raised her hand, “I won’t say anything, shut up.”

Shen Wangchen calmly said, “I won’t misunderstand anyone.”

Nor would he let go of anyone who wanted to disrupt the hard-won peace of the three realms.

Cang Qianxue naturally knew her friend’s nature, and she could only sigh inwardly.

Shen Wangchen seemed cold and heartless, but in reality, he was the most compassionate person.

If it were him, once there was any hearsay, he would have captured Mo Lin and Qi Chaoye and killed them with a sword. Why would he need so much roundaboutness?

But Shen Wangchen disagreed.

He would rather give Mo Lin a chance than kill innocent people.

As friends for nearly a thousand years, Cang Qianxue, although she insisted on her own way of doing things, respected Shen Wangchen and was willing to run errands for him.

Just as they were about to discuss Qi Chaoye further, Mu Yunqing, Su Jiu, and Qi Chaoye arrived at the back hall.

Cang Qianxue stopped talking and simply looked at Su Jiu, smiling and beckoning, “Little Su Jiu, come here.”

Su Jiu was a little unsure, subconsciously looking at Shen Wangchen.

Before Shen Wangchen could respond, Cang Qianxue snorted, “What? You haven’t seen your Master Uncle for a few days, and you don’t recognize him anymore?”

Su Jiu quickly smiled, “How could that be, Master Uncle is just joking.”

She had no choice but to walk towards Cang Qianxue, feeling bitter in her heart.

[Master Uncle’s tone sounds like a strange uncle who is trying to lure a minor… Oh, what a coincidence, I am a minor.]

Minor?

Although the faces of everyone present didn’t show it, their hearts were secretly pondering.

They quickly understood the meaning.

A faint smile appeared in Shen Wangchen’s cold eyes. As Su Jiu was about to reach Cang Qianxue’s side, he reached out and stopped her.

“Come to Master.”

Hearing this, Su Jiu quickly looked at him and subconsciously changed direction.

Even though she had awakened her plot consciousness, her trust and reliance on Shen Wangchen for the past ten years were real. Su Jiu’s body listened to Shen Wangchen more than her heart.

Cang Qianxue was just teasing Su Jiu, and she wasn’t angry.

Seeing Mu Yunqing and Su Jiu arrive, although there was one unnecessary person, she went straight to the point, “I went out this time, and I have some guesses about the poison Su Jiu has taken. The poison should have some connection to the ancient and lost ‘Red Face Drunkenness’ from the demon realm. ‘Red Face Drunkenness’, I don’t need to explain it to you, do I?”

Her eyes swept over everyone, landing on Su Jiu.

Su Jiu gave a sheepish smile, just about to speak, when Mu Yunqing’s voice, gentle as flowing water, flowed out, “Legend has it that during the ancient war between immortals and demons, the immortals were powerful, and the demons were weak. At that time, the demon saint, Yuan Yao, used the blood of hundreds of beautiful mortal women who had not yet broken their virginity as a catalyst to refine ‘Red Face Drunkenness’. According to the records, those who are poisoned by this poison will only know how to engage in sexual intercourse, using their spiritual power and blood to be intimate with others until they die and their souls dissipate, never to be reincarnated.”

By the end, Mu Yunqing’s face was pale.

The smile on Qi Chaoye’s face disappeared, and he looked thoughtful.

Although he didn’t know why Su Jiu had been poisoned by this so-called ‘Three-Day Red Face’, he had already guessed something in the past few days when Cang Qianxue had been investigating ‘Red Face Drunkenness’ throughout the three realms.

For him, it didn’t matter who was poisoned.

As long as the cultivation world was in chaos, it was a good thing for him.

Since the demon realm was sealed, the cultivation world had flourished, pushing the demon realm to the most barren land. Many of his fellow demons were captured by cultivators and used as pets or ingredients for alchemy.

His uncle, however, was debauched and cowardly, only caring about his own good life and not seeing the suffering of others in the demon realm.

Qi Chaoye had wanted to end this for a long time.

Whether it was the return of the demons or the chaos in the cultivation world, it was a good opportunity for him.

Qi Chaoye lowered his gaze.

Su Jiu finally understood why, in the original book, Shen Wangchen, who was once powerful and even made Cang Qianxue wary, could barely even defeat a common inner disciple of Qian Yuan Sect.

The original book even described that when Shen Wangchen briefly regained consciousness, he had thought about escaping Undao Mountain, escaping Qian Yuan Sect, but he was stopped by an inner disciple in the back mountain.

What happened after that was something that readers of the flower market loved to hear.

But now, Su Jiu felt suffocated just thinking about it.

Just not being able to use her spiritual power for a month felt like being a cripple to her.

And Master?

He watched helplessly as his thousand years of cultivated spiritual power dissipated, turning him into a cripple, even being subjected to the same sex…

Su Jiu was as angry and sad now as she had been happy before.

Why?

Why should the moon, as high and noble as Master, be pulled down and fall into the mud?

Did they ask the moon what it wanted?