Shen He had already approached the manager and explained the situation in a few words. The manager warned them not to cause trouble and left.
The onlookers dispersed. Xie Linlang keenly felt something was off and instinctively scanned the surroundings, but found nothing.
A bit farther away, a woman in a black gauze skirt with a white flower in her hair watched the bewildered Xie Linlang from afar. She turned away, vanishing like a shadowy wisp.
Because of this sudden incident, Shen He lost all interest in browsing. He pulled Xie Linlang back to their lodging courtyard.
Xie Linlang didn’t mind. Talented people were always coveted by more eyes—were others not allowed to look?
Shen He wore an indignant expression. He was not only angry at Liu Yue’s rudeness in calling Xie Linlang “Innate Charming Bones” upon approach but also furious at being ignored, as if he didn’t exist in Liu Yue’s eyes. How could a young teen like Shen He tolerate that?
“That Liu Yue isn’t even that impressive—just Foundation Establishment like us, yet so arrogant!”
Shen He muttered complaints about Liu Yue the entire way, trying to badmouth him.
Xie Linlang was absent-minded, carefully recalling the events. Liu Yue’s gaze on him had been oddly strange.
Moreover, the market manager had arrived too quickly. Was someone watching him in secret?
Shen He mistook Xie Linlang’s preoccupation for remembering Liu Yue and felt extremely depressed.
Back at the courtyard, after much deliberation, Shen He went to find Jin Ling Zhenren, claiming he had been tasked by his Shizun to care for Night Senior and feed him digestion-aiding pills.
Jin Ling Zhenren was somewhat surprised; he naturally knew Night Senior’s true identity.
Faced with Shen He’s request, Jin Ling Zhenren couldn’t admit ignorance or that he couldn’t control the Palace Lord, so he brushed it off, saying Night Senior had a special status and might have flown out, returning soon.
Shen He returned to his room and lit the pill furnace for refining.
Distracted by the matter, the medicinal properties didn’t fuse well. In the end, not only were there no perfect pills, but two were discarded.
Shen He sighed heavily.
At that moment, on the Crimson Branch Stand before him, a wisp of pitch-black smoke gathered, forming Kill Matt Night Senior.
Night Senior’s crimson eyes brimmed with cold irritation, as if asking, What’s wrong with you, kid?
Shen He perked up immediately, excitedly saying, “Night Senior, you’re finally back! Earlier, Senior Brother Xie and I encountered something outside. I wanted to ask for your insight.”
Night Senior tilted his head, the few Kill Matt-style feathers on his head quivering.
Shen He spoke swiftly and clearly, recounting the Treasure Hunt Market incident. Indignantly, he added, “That person was so rude, directly calling Senior Brother Xie ‘Innate Charming Bones.’ Senior Brother Xie has such an elegant demeanor—where’s the charm? He himself was arrogant and bold, yet accused Senior Brother of the same. Outrageous!”
As he spoke, Night Senior’s baleful and cold aura grew heavier, his crimson eyes like blood.
For the first time in front of Shen He, he spoke: “His name is Liu Yue?”
The voice was hoarse and raspy, like sand grinding against a blade.
Shen He shivered, his annoyance suddenly vanishing, replaced by trepidation. Had he been too reckless?
B-but Shizun treats me so well. If he’s bullied, shouldn’t I help?
“Yes, Liu Yue. He looks like this.”
Shen He raised his hand and cast the Illusion Light Technique, displaying Liu Yue’s appearance.
The moment Pei Jiye saw it, he wanted to turn into a raging bird chick and skewer Liu Yue through.
What Liu Yue? This bastard is clearly Ruyue!
Damn it, last time I strung him up like barbecued pork at the Heavenly Charm Sect’s gate. Was that only a year ago? How did this scum make another clone—and already at Foundation Establishment? Too fast!
Does Heaven favor cultivators of the seductive path? Why him?
For the first time, Pei Jiye thought Shen He wasn’t so bad.
He sized Shen He up and down, slowly saying, “Well done. Next time you encounter Liu Yue, call me.”
Shen He blinked. Call Night Senior? How?
The next second, one of the upright Kill Matt feathers on Night Senior’s head dropped with a snap.
Shen He instinctively caught it.
The feather was black-gray, hollow like a bird bone, with faint green fluorescence flowing within.
He suddenly understood. “I activate this Plume Feather with my Demonic Qi? No problem, got it—leave it to me!”
Pei Jiye nodded slowly, suddenly understanding why Lin Yu wasn’t eager to squash Shen He. The kid was actually quite sharp.
And you, Ruyue, you bastard—wait for me!!
Meanwhile, reflecting on the day’s events, Xie Linlang felt a sudden sense of urgency.
His recultivation thus far had mainly been to find the possibly existing Pei Ji in Silent Night Palace.
Though he had come to Jiuxia Mountain for the Mustard Seed Realm competition, he hadn’t intended to reconnect with Jiuxia Mountain.
But if someone saw through his identity…
Xie Linlang suddenly had a massive headache.
He really didn’t want to face Jiuxia Mountain’s Sect Leader martial uncle again.
That martial uncle was extremely difficult, with superb tactics and eloquent speech, always weaving benefits and favors to achieve his goals while making others indebted.
After much thought, Xie Linlang pulled a jade slip from his Storage Bag.
This was the Zhu Yan Pill that Kill Matt Night Senior had given him, hoping for improvements.
Xie Linlang quickly decided: soon, he’d find Senior Brother Qian to buy the materials, refine tonight, and change faces before entering Jiuxia Mountain!
As for the exorbitant prices of some materials…
No problem—Night Senior would reimburse him!