87: Chapter 87 I am his woman

A loud boom came from outside the Sleeping Quarters.

The door was immediately split open by a fierce Sword Intent.

Su Li was dressed in black gauze.

With her long sword drawn, the cold glint of the blade wrapped in biting Killing Intent, she charged straight in.

Yesterday evening.

For some reason, her heart was filled with unease.

Her intuition told her.

That something had happened to Mo Zixing.

She stayed up all night, and in the end, decided to come and take a look.

And before coming in.

She had already prepared for the worst.

But looking up.

There was only Mo Zixing in the Sleeping Quarters.

He was sitting by the table, wiping a Pill Furnace.

His clothes were intact.

His aura was steady.

There wasn't even a single injury on his body.

Su Li froze in place, her hand holding the sword stopping abruptly, and her grip on the hilt slowly loosened.

"Mo Zixing?"

The Killing Intent around her dissipated instantly:

"You're still alive?"

"Cough, cough..."

Mo Zixing was almost choked by her words, and he looked up at her with a wry smile, raising an eyebrow:

"How could I die?"

"I'm just here, perfectly fine, practicing Alchemy. Could it be that the Pill Furnace ate me?"

Did Su Li think Liu Qingyan had turned him into medicine?

Her Killing Intent was almost overflowing just a moment ago.

But it was also because he had been focusing on Alchemy for the past while, and hadn't had any chance to pay attention to the time.

Seven days had passed in the blink of an eye.

No wonder she was so anxious.

"Didn't I say I would go back once I was finished? Why did you charge in here directly?"

Mo Zixing put down what was in his hand, stood up, and walked over to Su Li to ask.

Su Li opened her mouth.

The questions or worried words she had rehearsed countless times on the way.

Were all stuck in her throat when she reached him.

Seeing Mo Zixing standing before her, completely unharmed.

The heart that had been hanging for seven days finally settled.

Her earlobes quietly flushed a faint red, and her gaze behind the black gauze darted away.

Just at this moment.

A small head peeked out from behind her.

Jiang Yuwei was clutching the corner of Su Li's clothes, with dried tear stains still on the corners of her eyes; she had clearly cried several times.

Seeing Mo Zixing here, she immediately rushed over in small, quick steps.

Before Su Li could speak, she firmly hugged him.

The Junior Sister tilted her little face up, her small mouth pouting, and she twisted his sleeve corner, feeling aggrieved:

"Senior Brother, we were worried about you."

"You haven't had any news for seven days."

"I waited in the courtyard every day, but I couldn't even see your shadow."

Jiang Yuwei sniffed and pressed closer to Mo Zixing:

"Recently, I would occasionally feel uneasy, and last night I couldn't even sleep, tossing and turning."

"I had an inexplicable premonition, as if you were being tightly entangled by something."

"Later, I told Elder Su, and only then was she willing to bring me here to see you."

Last night?

Entangled tightly by something?

Liu Qingyan?

Could it be that because he was Cultivating with someone else, Jiang Yuwei had some sort of telepathic connection?

Shaking off the strange thoughts in his head, Mo Zixing looked at the Junior Sister's red-rimmed eyes and couldn't help but gently reach out and rub her head.

The Junior Sister waited in the courtyard every day.

It must have been hard for her.

Su Li regained her composure at this moment, took a step forward again, and said in a stiff tone:

"I was worried that Liu Qingyan would be detrimental to you."

"A person like her, I fear she would do anything to keep you quiet."

Just as Su Li finished speaking.

The gauze curtain of the inner chamber was suddenly gently lifted.

A gentle figure walked out slowly.

Liu Qingyan had changed into her usual white brocade robe, and her disheveled silver hair was loosely tied up with a jade hairpin, leaving only a few strands hanging by her neck.

The shyness on her face was gone, replaced only by the gentleness and composure of a Peak Revered Master.

Just now, at Mo Zixing's request, she had been hiding in the inner chamber and hadn't intended to appear.

But hearing Su Li say that she would harm him, she ultimately couldn't help but walk out.

"What is Senior Sister saying?"

She looked up at Su Li; her tone seemed as gentle as ever, but her words carried a sting:

"Mo Zixing is now my Personal Disciple, why would I harm him?"

Liu Qingyan then swept her gaze over Jiang Yuwei, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly:

"On the contrary, Senior Sister, you brandished a sword and trespassed into my Sleeping Quarters. Are you not afraid of being held accountable by the Sect's rules?"

"Don't call me Senior Sister again."

Su Li's expression turned cold, and her hand gripping the sword hilt tightened again.

The spiritual power around her spread out, releasing her cultivation at the Fourth Level of Crystallization:

"I no longer want to be an Elder of the Mingyu Sect."

"Right now, I only want to ensure Mo Zixing's safety."

Liu Qingyan's gaze fell on Su Li.

She quickly realized that her cultivation had almost stopped at the Fourth Level of Crystallization.

Her Foundation, which had previously been almost sentenced to death, was now completely intact, and even more stable and profound than it was at its Peak.

Liu Qingyan quickly thought of the reason.

To be able to do something like this.

In the entire Mingyu Sect.

Other than Mo Zixing, who had repeatedly brought her surprises and unexpected events, there was no one else who could do it.

Mo Zixing looked at the gaze Liu Qingyan was casting his way, coughed lightly, and looked away.

Liu Qingyan didn't mean to blame him, but just chuckled at Su Li, her tone carrying a hint of playfulness:

"You say you want to ensure his safety?"

"I actually think, during this period, it would be more accurate to say that he was the one helping you."

Su Li was momentarily speechless, and her hand on the sword hilt tightened again.

Her Foundation was repaired by Mo Zixing.

Her cultivation also recovered rapidly to the Fourth Level of Crystallization because she Cultivated with Mo Zixing.

She had no room to refute Liu Qingyan's words at all.

After a long while, she bit the bullet and looked up, her tone incomparably firm:

"At least I have returned to the Fourth Level of Crystallization."

"With me here, you won't be able to hurt him in the slightest."

"I already said I wouldn't harm him."

Liu Qingyan walked slowly to Mo Zixing's side, politely separated Jiang Yuwei from him, and gently brushed off a bit of pill ash from his shoulder.

Her movements were natural and intimate:

"After all, he is my favorite Disciple."

"How I teach him, and how I guide him in the Dao of Alchemy, are all my duties as his Revered Master."

She looked up at Su Li and asked, word by word:

"On the contrary, Senior Sister, in what capacity are you managing the affairs of my Qingdan Peak?"

"What is your relationship with him?"

As soon as this sentence was spoken.

The entire Sleeping Quarters fell into silence.

Jiang Yuwei blinked.

She looked at the trembling Su Li.

And then looked at the composed Liu Qingyan.

She quietly gripped Mo Zixing's sleeve even tighter.

Mo Zixing's heart skipped a beat.

It looked like this Shura field was unavoidable.

All gazes fell uniformly on Su Li.

Su Li's hand gripping the sword hilt tightened again and again.

She had never said such explicit words before.

But looking at the provocative gaze of Liu Qingyan.

And thinking of her feelings and obsession for him over these days...

"I..."

Su Li took a deep breath, met everyone's gaze, and spoke word by word:

"I am... his woman."