Chapter 259: Mu Zhi’an: Operation Seduction! p2 |
Back at the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, Mu Zhi’an was worried about Wei Mengrou’s bad luck, so he said to Bai Ruoxi, “Ruoxi, I’ll take Mengrou back to her room first. I’ll be with you later.”
Bai Ruoxi looked up at him, her beautiful face filled with understanding. “Go ahead, Mu Lang.”
Because it was Wei Mengrou, Bai Ruoxi felt at ease. She wasn’t worried about Mu Zhi’an encountering a ‘Maid Training’ scenario in Wei Mengrou’s room.
Mu Zhi’an took Wei Mengrou back to her room and observed her carefully.
Perhaps because the white light in the sky hadn’t dissipated yet, the black aura surrounding Wei Mengrou persisted. The beautiful woman in a yellow dress seemed to be shrouded in a black mist. She remained silent.
“Are you feeling unwell?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
Wei Mengrou looked at him, her clear eyes as calm as ever, and shook her head gently. “I’m fine.”
She paused, then continued, “It’s getting late. You should go back and rest.”
“I’m not in a hurry. You don’t need to rest anyway, Mengrou. Let’s chat for a while,” Mu Zhi’an said with a smile, sitting down casually.
“Do you read, Mengrou?” Mu Zhi’an asked curiously.
Wei Mengrou’s eyes narrowed, and she reached out to stop him, but he had already picked up the book and glanced at its cover.
“The Art of Managing a Husband…” he read aloud, then froze.
“?”
He looked up at Wei Mengrou, whose face was as cold as ice.
“Mengrou, what’s this…?”
“Lady Bai lent it to me after she finished reading it. I flip through it occasionally,” Wei Mengrou replied coldly, her expression unchanged. However, she avoided his gaze, snatching the book from his hand and putting it away in her storage ring.
Mu Zhi’an rested his chin on his hand, observing the aloof maid with a knowing glint in his eyes.
“Do you… need anything else? If not, please leave,” Wei Mengrou said calmly, clearly uncomfortable under his gaze. A faint blush appeared on her usually cold face in the candlelight.
Mu Zhi’an didn’t leave. He looked at the black mist surrounding her and said, “If I remember correctly, your bad luck seemed to be suppressed after you refined that bronze fragment, Mengrou. Why is it still so severe?”
The topic change was successful. Wei Mengrou silently took out the bronze fragment from her pocket.
Unlike Bai Ruoxi’s, this fragment didn’t show any clear patterns. However, her bad luck had indeed been suppressed after she refined it.
But unexpectedly, it was still this severe.
Looking at the bronze fragment on her chest, against the backdrop of her fair skin, Mu Zhi’an couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
So big and white…
He enviously glanced at the spot where the bronze fragment had been stored, feeling a pang of jealousy.
Tsk, I’m so envious…
He also wanted to bury his face in Mengrou’s bosom.
“Have you seen enough?” Wei Mengrou asked coldly, her beautiful eyes filled with disdain.
She knew her young master had ulterior motives…
Mu Zhi’an quickly collected his thoughts and asked seriously, “Has tonight’s celestial phenomenon affected you in any other way?”
Well, the maid is right here. There’s no need to rush… I just need to improve our relationship, and there will be opportunities to experience Mengrou’s embrace in the future.
Wei Mengrou scrutinized Mu Zhi’an, seeing his sincere gaze, she shook her head. “Apart from my luck being revealed by that white light, there’s no other effect.”
“However…”
She paused, looked at the faint black mist emanating from her hand, and frowned slightly. “This doesn’t seem to be luck.”
If she remembered correctly, luck should manifest as a black glow. Ye Lingxuan’s actions tonight had triggered a celestial phenomenon, revealing a mysterious white light, and her own luck had indeed manifested as a black glow.
But at some point, the black glow had been replaced by this black mist.
“Now that you mention it, it does seem strange. This black mist doesn’t look like luck…”
Mu Zhi’an frowned, observing the mist swirling around her fair skin.
Suddenly, they heard a clear and melodious voice from outside, “May I come in?”
Wei Mengrou and Mu Zhi’an both looked up.
The door opened, and Yu Ziyan, the mature and alluring woman in a black robe, stood there.
“Senior Sister Yu?” Mu Zhi’an looked at her, surprised. “What are you doing here?”
Yu Ziyan chuckled. “Am I interrupting something?”
Why does it sound like Mengrou and I are doing something shameful in here…? Mu Zhi’an shook his head and chuckled. “I’m just surprised to see you here so late, Senior Sister…”
He looked at her, puzzled.
Yu Ziyan’s beautiful eyes calmly observed the two of them, then her gaze settled on Wei Mengrou.
Under their questioning gazes, she said, “I believe I’ve found the cause of her bad luck.”
Silence fell over the room.
The candlelight flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls.
Mu Zhi’an stared at Yu Ziyan. After a long moment of silence, he finally spoke, his voice filled with disbelief, “You… you know the reason for Mengrou’s bad luck, Senior Sister Yu?”
Wei Mengrou also looked at her expectantly.
Yu Ziyan nodded slightly. “I was wondering why someone’s bad luck could be so severe. Tonight’s celestial phenomenon gave me a clue.”
She walked into the room and, with her slender hand, picked up the bronze fragment hanging on Wei Mengrou’s ample bosom. “Everyone is born within the rules of heaven and earth. Accordingly, these rules allow every cultivator to cultivate, up to the Nascent Soul Realm.”
“But what happens to someone who exists outside these rules?”
Under their gazes, Yu Ziyan continued, “They are punished by the heavens.”
“But I’ve heard that the heavens only punish those with extremely bad luck—”
Mu Zhi’an paused, realizing something. “It’s not that the heavens punish those with bad luck, but those who exist outside the rules of heaven and earth. And this… affects their luck?”
Yu Ziyan’s theory opened up a new line of thought…
“But if the heavens punish those who exist outside the rules, why hasn’t Mengrou been punished in any other way? Why is it just her luck that’s affected?” Mu Zhi’an asked, puzzled.
“Perhaps she possesses some kind of spell that conceals her from the heavens.”
Yu Ziyan looked out the window at the night sky. “Just like this sect’s grand formation.”
The main purpose of activating the grand formation tonight was to conceal Heavenly Secrets. The peak masters had been wondering why it was necessary and what exactly they were concealing.
Now, it seemed the grand formation was activated to shield the sect from the heavens.
“You dual cultivated with my disciple tonight. She comprehended a trace of Dao Rhyme from your Innate Celestial Furnace. And that Dao Rhyme… it doesn’t belong to the Heavenly Dao, the Earthly Dao, or the Human Dao. It’s a new Heavenly Dao, distinct from the existing three,” Yu Ziyan revealed.
Why can she talk about dual cultivation so casually…? Mu Zhi’an covered his face with his hand, trying to process her words.
“So Mengrou exists outside the rules of heaven and earth, which is why she’s being punished by the heavens. And Lingxuan broke those rules by comprehending a new Dao Rhyme, so she would have also been punished tonight. But the sect’s grand formation concealed her from the heavens, so they couldn’t detect her?”
Yu Ziyan nodded silently.
Suddenly, Mu Zhi’an remembered something.
The Sword Palace Master had said something similar in the Sword Palace.
Gong Lianyue had severed her connection with the Heavenly Dao and even a part of herself, all for the sake of achieving Dao Integration again.
Why?
Because she didn’t want to merge with the existing Heavenly Dao?
At this moment, although Mu Zhi’an was still confused, he felt a glimmer of understanding.
This explanation made sense… Perhaps Wei Mengrou wasn’t born with bad luck. Perhaps her existence was too extraordinary, beyond the rules of heaven and earth, and therefore, rejected by the heavens. That was why they had cursed her with bad luck, limiting her cultivation.
As for the reason… no one knew.
As expected of the peak master of Dao Peak. Her experience and judgment are truly remarkable… Mu Zhi’an looked at Yu Ziyan’s beautiful face, filled with admiration.
Then, he looked at the bronze fragment on Wei Mengrou’s chest and asked humbly, “Mengrou’s bad luck seemed to lessen after she refined this bronze fragment. Why is that?”
“This bronze fragment likely possesses the ability to conceal Heavenly Secrets. The more it conceals, the less her bad luck will affect her.”
Yu Ziyan frowned as she looked at the black mist that was gradually fading from Wei Mengrou’s body. “This black mist seems to be a Southern Wilderness secret technique. I don’t know why it’s on her. If we can find out its origin, perhaps we can get closer to the truth.”
“Should we ask the Southern Wilderness’s Holy Maiden?” Mu Zhi’an suggested tentatively.
Yu Ziyan shook her head. “Only a few people know the Southern Wilderness’s secret techniques. That Holy Maiden’s status isn’t ordinary. She likely knows the truth, but this is a serious matter. She won’t reveal the secrets of her techniques.”
She couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret.
However, tonight’s investigation wasn’t a complete waste. They now had a lead. If they followed it, they would eventually uncover all of Wei Mengrou’s secrets.
Yu Ziyan collected her thoughts, looked at Mu Zhi’an, and said with a smile, “We’ve made significant progress tonight. Don’t be discouraged. We’ll get to the bottom of this eventually.”
However, after she finished speaking, she noticed that Mu Zhi’an was silent.
After a moment, he suddenly murmured, “Perhaps I can try tomorrow?”
“What do you mean…?” Yu Ziyan asked, her gaze fixed on him.
“I think I can convince Regina to tell me.”
Mu Zhi’an pondered for a moment, then looked up. “It might take some… persuasion.”