This situation was quite intriguing; it was possible that the two of them had teamed up to trick him into coming here.

Moreover, since Qin Yuwen knew that he might be related to the divination, the information he provided, though it couldn’t be completely dismissed as irrelevant, was likely skewed toward his own interests rather than helping Chu Xinghui achieve his goal.

But what exactly did the two of them want?

Hearing Chu Xinghui’s doubts, Qin Yuwen’s eyes immediately filled with tears, and with reddened eyes, he defended himself: “How could that be? It’s just that recently, many outside cultivators have come to Shuixun City for these two matters, so I dared to make a guess. If you don’t believe me, you can ask others in the city, and they’ll give you the same answer. I’ve grown up in Shuixun City and am quite familiar with the area, and I thought, since you’ve come such a long way, maybe you’d need a local guide…”

Chu Xinghui remained silent for a moment.

He felt a bit nauseous and couldn’t continue conversing with this strange and soft-spoken Cultivator.

Furthermore, aside from stubbornly playing the emotional card, Qin Yuwen didn’t seem to provide any useful information.

So Chu Xinghui turned to leave, planning to stick to his original plan and head into the city first.

Qin Yuwen stood where he was, staring at his back, muttering to himself: “Forget it, since you’re somewhat interesting, I’ll give you one last chance.”

He quickly caught up with Chu Xinghui, blocking his path and adopting a sorrowful expression: “Big Brother Xinghui, you really don’t like me, do you?”

Chu Xinghui was terrified and didn’t dare walk at his normal pace. He immediately summoned his sword and flew away.

Qin Yuwen: “…”

He finally stopped pretending, and his expression darkened completely.

This world was too isolated, with no way to replenish his strength. The preparations he had made had drained a great deal of his energy, and if it weren’t for the situation forcing him, he hadn’t intended to use them.

But now… it was time for this rebellious child of the Heavenly Dao to pay the price.

Qin Yuwen followed Chu Xinghui and soon entered the city.

*

As soon as Chu Xinghui entered the city, he suddenly sensed something subtly wrong around him.

He instinctively pulled the protective talisman from his waist and stowed it into his sleeve bag within arm’s reach.

Chu Xinghui felt a momentary fuzziness in his mind. By the time he regained his senses, he found himself still standing on the street inside the city.

It was already dusk, and the streets were much emptier. The orange-red sunset gently bathed the roads in soft light.

He looked around, sensing an inexplicable feeling of unfamiliarity.

This was Shuixun City. He was the eldest son who had just been found by the Sect Master and his wife of Lingxiang Sect. For the past seventeen years, he had lived in the mortal world and had never lived here, so the sense of unfamiliarity was understandable.

He touched his storage bag and pulled out two beautiful spiritual fruits.

A faint recollection returned to him.

These were high-grade spiritual fruits he had obtained after battling demon beasts in a secret realm for three days and nights. They were meant for Senior Brother Qin to use in refining a beauty pill…

No, why did he need to give Senior Brother Qin something?

Chu Xinghui found this memory somewhat puzzling, so he decided to eat the fruits himself to calm his nerves.

Hidden in the shadows, Qin Yuwen watched as he consumed the fruits. A vein in his forehead twitched, but he couldn’t hold back any longer. He put on a gentle smile and walked out.

Seeing him, Chu Xinghui casually greeted him: “Senior Brother Qin? You…”

He remembered his biological father’s disciple. His memory told him that this disciple, two months younger than him, was elegant and friendly. But strangely, whenever he met this disciple, his heart would race, and his face would flush.

He felt something off about this disciple. Otherwise, why would he feel uncomfortable the moment they met?

But now that the person from his memory appeared before him, while his heart still raced as usual, he also felt that Qin Yuwen had a certain uncanny, rat-like, and cockroach-like quality to him.

Something that made him want to avoid him.

Chu Xinghui was about to ask: “What are you doing here?” and figured that after Qin Yuwen responded, they could go their separate ways. But to his surprise, Qin Yuwen smiled confidently and said something utterly shocking: “I know… You like me, right?”

Chu Xinghui paused for a moment, hesitating, then seriously asked: “Are you out of your mind?”

Qin Yuwen’s smile froze for a moment: “Big Brother Xinghui, I’ve seen how much attention you’ve been paying to me these days, and I truly appreciate it. Before you entered the secret realm, you even sent me flowers, asking me to meet you here at dusk today. I thought…”

In the time it took him to recite this line, he had already regained his composure. With a gentle, shy smile, he said: “I thought our feelings must be mutual.”

Chu Xinghui carefully reviewed his memories.

Indeed, in his memories, he had done many things for Qin Yuwen, including but not limited to sending flowers in the rain, risking his life to gather alchemy materials for him in the secret realm, and spending all his savings to buy a trinket at an auction just to get a “beauty’s” smile…

He thought for a long while, but something didn’t sit right. He hesitated and asked: “Am I the one with the problem?”

Qin Yuwen’s mind raced as he discreetly observed Chu Xinghui before him. He furrowed his brow slightly.

The memories were clearly altered, so why…

The awkward silence between them was suddenly broken by a soft shout: “Chu Xinghui, come here!”

Chu Xinghui was still pondering what was going on when he suddenly heard the sound of something breaking through the air.

He quickly dodged the sudden attack and turned his head to look at the newcomer.

Oh, it was his biological sister, Mu Lingxuan.

And following her was his biological brother, Mu Zeqing.

These two people had never liked him, so the description of the situation being so tense was quite normal.

When her strike missed, Mu Lingxuan directly threw away the spiritual sword in her hand, pointed at Chu Xinghui, and shouted angrily: “You’re just a lowly person from a lowly place. Why do you think you deserve to be with Senior Brother?”

Chu Xinghui, already too tired to correct her prejudice about the mortal world, was shocked by the implied information in her words: “What did you say?”

Mu Lingxuan glared at him, her eyes red with anger: “Father and Mother have already agreed. Once the two of you break through to the Gold Core stage, Senior Brother will become your Dao partner!”

Qin Yuwen blushed deeply and shyly stopped her: “Lingxuan, please stop saying that.”

Chu Xinghui turned to Mu Lingxuan and cautiously asked: “What is going on?”

Qin Yuwen forcefully pulled him to her side and gazed at him with affection: “Xinghui, I’ve known for a long time that you invited me here to confess to me. So, I had already asked Master in advance. Once we both improve our cultivation, we will directly become Dao partners. Aren’t you surprised?”

Chu Xinghui was stunned.

Before he could say anything to explain, Mu Lingxuan continued to cry loudly: “Senior Brother… when we were young, you clearly promised me that when we grew up, you would marry me.”

Mu Zeqing said nothing and just stared at Qin Yuwen, his eyes full of possessiveness.

Qin Yuwen had no choice but to begin comforting the two siblings.

Chu Xinghui subtly moved away from the center of the chaos, thought carefully for a moment, and finally came to a clear conclusion from the confusion in his mind—everyone around here seemed to have a strange mental state. He found that leaving would be the best solution.

 

 

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