Chapter 2: Little Su Jiu

The expected sound didn’t come.

Su Jiu’s eyes widened as she watched the wine cup float in mid-air, not a single drop of liquid spilling out.

【Holy crap, is this the cultivation world? It’s so awesome!】

Cang Qiansxue, who had just used his magic to stop the wine cup in mid-air, suddenly heard such a voice. The speaker was clearly a woman, her voice was light and melodious, her tone tinged with a bit of astonishment.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up at the only woman present, then narrowed his eyes slightly, his crow-blue eyelashes casting a shadow over his eyelids, his voice slow and leisurely, with a hint of uncertainty, “You are, Little Su Jiu?”

The girl in front of him was wearing a green dress with white gauze draped over it, her whole body was devoid of any adornment, her long black hair was loosely tied up with a ribbon, slightly messy, draped over her back, her face was small and delicate, with two distant mountain-like eyebrows, a pair of almond-shaped eyes with slightly curved tails, her pupils were black and clear, like a stream in a mountain valley, moist and luminous.

It was really unlike the twelve-year-old round-faced girl in Cang Qiansxue’s memory.

Su Jiu finally reacted, quickly glanced at Shen Wangchen, who was holding the wine cup and remained silent, then quickly got up, muttered a bad word, put her hands in front of her and bowed respectfully, forcing herself to say, “Master.”

Then she looked at Cang Qiansxue, her eyebrows slightly lowered, and said, “Uncle Master Cang.”

Cang Qiansxue smiled, scrutinizing her.

Although Shen Wangchen didn’t speak, he placed the wine cup in his hand on the table.

A sound, neither light nor heavy.

Then, those eyes, which usually contained ice and snow, lifted, looking at Su Jiu, his tone neither light nor heavy.

“Barging in so recklessly, what is it?”

Mu Yunqing on the side also quickly got up, turned sideways to look at Su Jiu, his sword eyebrows furrowed, as if he wanted to say something, but stopped himself.

He and Su Jiu were senior and junior siblings, and their relationship had been quite close when Su Jiu was young. But after Su Jiu turned fourteen, she gradually took on the appearance of an adult woman, and she developed her own girlish thoughts, and the two of them gradually drifted apart.

The hand under Su Jiu’s sleeve trembled wildly, and she began to brainstorm frantically, trying to find a reason to explain why she had barged in without notice and tried to smash Shen Wangchen’s drink.

【What should I say? I can’t just say there’s something in the wine! Aaaah, I can’t say it!】

Su Jiu’s brows furrowed tightly, lost in her thoughts, but she didn’t notice that the expressions of the three people in front of her had changed slightly.

Cang Qiansxue had been focusing his gaze and spiritual sense on Su Jiu since just now, clearly seeing that she hadn’t spoken, but that voice was exceptionally clear in his ears.

He immediately remembered a spell called “Whispering into the Ear,” but this spell could only be learned by cultivators who had reached the Yuan Ying stage. He observed that Su Jiu’s cultivation fluctuations were only at the mid-Golden Core stage, so he was even more surprised.

Could it be that this female disciple of Wangchen’s was a genius?

Shen Wangchen’s gaze also fell on Su Jiu, his brows furrowed slightly, still pondering.

It was simply because the tone and style of the two sentences he had just heard in his ears were not like his disciple’s usual way of speaking.

Therefore, he was still doubting whether it was Su Jiu who had spoken.

Mu Yunqing on the side, however, opened his eyes slightly, thinking that Su Jiu had spoken to them, and subconsciously replied, “Something in the wine?”

Su Jiu didn’t expect that while she was looking for an excuse, her senior brother Mu Yunqing would give her such a pretext.

He had brought the wine, and no one knew better than Mu Yunqing whether there was anything in it.

But Su Jiu still turned her head, looking at him with clear, innocent eyes, and asked back, “Senior Brother, is there something in the wine?”

Mu Yunqing was stunned, “Didn’t you—”

“Cough.” Cang Qiansxue coughed.

He saw the scene at this moment, the other two hadn’t realized that the two sentences just now weren’t spoken by Su Jiu, but Mu Yunqing actually thought that Su Jiu was talking to them.

Cang Qiansxue had seen a lot in his life, and in the moment Mu Yunqing spoke, he realized that what he heard wasn’t “Whispering into the Ear,” because “Whispering into the Ear” could only target one person, and it required extremely high cultivation, and there would be spiritual power fluctuations when using it.

But like Su Jiu, she didn’t open her mouth, yet they could all hear her…

Could it be her thoughts?

Cang Qiansxue had lived for a thousand years and had never seen anything so interesting. His eyes narrowed immediately, interrupting Mu Yunqing’s words, and he pretended to pick up the wine cup and brought it to his face to look at it.

“Hmm…” he hummed, and the other three immediately looked over.

Mu Yunqing nervously said, “Uncle Master, the wine…”

He had personally brought the Hundred Day Brew and opened the jar, if there was anything dirty in the wine, wouldn’t it be his fault?

Shen Wangchen also frowned slightly.

He had only brewed three jars this time, one for the Headmaster, one for his disciples, and this one was left.

He knew Cang Qiansxue liked this the most, so he had specially kept it for him. If there was anything in the wine, he would have to wait until the next five years.

Su Jiu’s eyes never left Cang Qiansxue’s face.

【Oh my god, don’t tell me Uncle Master Cang can see that there’s something in the wine… No way, no way, the book didn’t say that, he definitely didn’t see it, otherwise he wouldn’t have drunk it himself.】

【But wait, the book said that Uncle Master Cang also drank it, so why didn’t he react… Only my Master reacted? Oh my god, is this the sensitive attribute of the Flower Market recipient?】

When the book described this part, the original “Su Jiu” had directly put the “Three Days of Beauty” into the entire jar of Hundred Day Brew.

Shen Wangchen only drank a few cups with Cang Qiansxue, and soon reacted, but the book didn’t mention what happened to Cang Qiansxue, who actually drank most of it.

For a moment, Su Jiu even wanted to let Cang Qiansxue take a sip to see what was going on.

…No.

She couldn’t have such a wicked thought.

All three of them heard Su Jiu’s thoughts.

Mu Yunqing turned his head to look at her, wanting to reprimand her for talking too much in front of her elders.

However, when he turned his head, he saw Su Jiu’s fair face with a docile expression, her two hands placed on her lower abdomen, her pale pink lips tightly closed, not at all like she had just spoken.

Mu Yunqing was stunned, “Junior Sister, you…”

He wanted to ask, did you just speak?

Su Jiu’s gaze was still fixed on Cang Qiansxue’s face, constantly observing his reaction. Hearing Mu Yunqing’s voice, she only raised her eyebrows symbolically, “Hmm? What’s wrong, Senior Brother?”

Her voice was still soft and obedient.

Mu Yunqing lowered his eyelashes, the hand in his sleeve slowly clenched.

He must have heard wrong.

Junior Sister was always quiet and docile, and she was the most well-mannered, no matter what, she wouldn’t be so bold as to speak rudely in front of two elders.

Besides, how could Junior Sister know what was in the Hundred Day Brew.

Shen Wangchen heard the word “Master” in Su Jiu’s thoughts, and his eyelids lifted slightly.

A reaction?

Does it mean that he will get drunk after drinking the Hundred Day Brew?

Is she saying that his drinking capacity is worse than Qiansxue’s?

Ridiculous.

Although Shen Wangchen had never drunk much, he firmly believed that his drinking capacity wasn’t that bad. A mere jar of wine couldn’t possibly get him drunk, could it?

Cang Qiansxue looked at it seriously for a long time, lightly flicked the cup with his finger, raised his eyes to look at Su Jiu, and smiled,

“The wine is clean, there’s nothing in it.”