Chapter 252

Chapter 252: That Night?

“Mo Zhu’er?”

Hearing this name spoken by the spirit flower, Qingwan blinked in surprise.

“Who is Mo Zhu’er? Could she be a disciple of the Heavenly Profound Gate? But I’ve never heard of her before. Or could she be an outside guest?” Qingwan looked at Ming and asked, “Do you know who this person is?”

Ming’s mind raced furiously for what felt like an eternity, though only a moment had passed.

“I know her,” Ming nodded calmly, though internally he was in turmoil. “Mo Zhu’er is the Holy Maiden of the Black Lotus Sect. She chased me relentlessly until we cooperated to kill a Holy Son of the Black Lotus Sect and the Master of the Hehuan Sect.”

“The Holy Maiden of the Black Lotus Sect?” Qingwan blinked, recalling something.

Indeed, there was a Mo Zhu’er ranked tenth on the Red Beauty List.

Mo Zhu’er quickly squatted down, patting the little spirit flower’s head and said, “You can go now, but remember, you mustn’t tell anyone about today’s events~ Otherwise, I’ll use you as ingredients, got it?”

“Uh-huh!” The spirit flower nodded. “I understand, Qingwan. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone, not even the flowers and grasses.”

The spirit flower uprooted its roots and trotted away.

Qingwan stood up, lightly brushing off her skirt, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. “Our Purple Mist Grand Ceremony has never invited disciples from the Devil Sects. Not only that, if we see any Devil Sect members, everyone should attack them.

But this Mo Zhu’er from the Black Lotus Sect not only came, but didn’t hide her identity, instead revealing it openly.

This woman is truly intriguing.”

As she spoke, Qingwan smiled at Ming. “Since you’ve interacted with her, do you have any idea what her intentions might be?”

“I’m not sure.” Ming shook his head. “Actually, I haven’t had much contact with her. Our relationship isn’t good. If there’s any connection, it’s only related to mutual benefit.”

“Hmm~”

Qingwan’s eyes curved into a smile, though for some reason, she felt that Ming was deliberately distancing himself from her, as if hiding something from her.

“Guests are guests. Since she’s come, it would be unreasonable not to entertain her.”

Qingwan flicked her finger, and the petals dancing in the air began to coalesce, eventually forming a small dove which flew out of the valley.

Outside the valley, Mo Zhu’er, dressed in black, was waiting.

Seeing the dove made of petals flying toward her, Mo Zhu’er lightly touched it with her fingertip, causing it to disperse and form four elegant characters in mid-air: “Lady, please enter.”

Mo Zhu’er slowly walked into the narrow passageway.

When Mo Zhu’er arrived at the flower valley, she saw a man and a woman standing in the center.

The woman was naturally the owner of the flower valley—Qingwan.

And as for the man…

Mo Zhu’er carefully observed him, her lips curling upward. She felt that this trip wasn’t wasted, finding it quite interesting.

“Mo Zhu’er of the Black Lotus Sect pays respects to Lady Qin and Master Xu.” Mo Zhu’er approached the two and bowed respectfully.

“Miss Mo, calling me ‘Qingwan’ is fine. There’s no need for such formalities,” Qingwan reciprocated the bow. “Nice to meet you, Miss Mo.” Xu Ming performed a respectful bow, his tone cold, deliberately maintaining a distance from Mo Zhu’er.

Mo Zhu’er naturally sensed Xu Ming’s deliberate distance, which displeased her greatly.

However, she did not show it.

Mo Zhu’er scrutinized the woman before her.

Indeed, it was no surprise that this woman, like herself, ranked among the top ten on the Red Beauty List.

Qingwan was very beautiful, her beauty sweet yet alluring, exuding elegance and grace, giving one the impression of a well-bred lady.

Watching Qingwan and Mo Zhu’er stand together, Xu Ming felt a strange sensation, as if his mistress had met his official wife. But then again, Mo Zhu’er wasn’t his mistress, and Qingwan wasn’t yet his wife.

Strictly speaking, although Qingwan had been here first, Mo Zhu’er was the first to deeply interact with him.

To be honest, Xu Ming was already feeling somewhat restless inside.

But he feared that if he left, Mo Zhu’er might say something strange to Qin Qingwan.

Being here allowed him to keep an eye on her.

“Miss Qin, your reputation has always reached my ears. After arriving at the Heavenly Profound Gate, I’ve wanted to visit, but unfortunately, Miss Qin was in seclusion. Today, upon hearing that Miss Mo had emerged from her seclusion, I immediately came to pay my respects. If I seem too abrupt, please forgive me.” Mo Zhu’er’s tone remained polite throughout.

If it weren’t for Mo Zhu’er’s attire being somewhat “indecent”, with her dress barely reaching her knees, exposing a portion of her thighs, and her bare feet without shoes, looking every bit the exotic Western Region beauty with a sharp nose and distinct features…

Qingwan might not have thought her a deviless at all.

That said, Mo Zhu’er’s short skirt was traditional wear in the Western Regions, where customs were more open. Being from the Western Regions, her appearance was perfectly acceptable.

“Miss Mo really doesn’t need to be so courteous,” Qingwan said, pinching a spell incantation.

In the next moment, the flowers and grass on the ground grew rapidly, vines breaking through the soil and coalescing continuously.

Within three breaths of time, these vines and flowers formed a table and chairs.

“Please sit,” Qingwan gestured graciously.

Qingwan and Mo Zhu’er sat facing each other.

Xu Ming found a random direction to sit.

Qingwan took out tea sets, spiritual teas, and containers filled with spirit spring water from her storage bag.

“But speaking of which, I didn’t expect to see Master Xu here either.” Mo Zhu’er turned her head and smiled at Xu Ming.

Before Xu Ming could respond, Qingwan immediately interjected, explaining, “Xu Ming and I have known each other since childhood, growing up together. After emerging from my seclusion, I heard from a senior sister that Xu Ming had arrived, so I immediately sent her to invite him over.”

“I see.” Mo Zhu’er smiled faintly, taking a sip of tea. “Recalling that night, Master Xu told me he was going to the Heavenly Profound Gate. I didn’t expect the person Master Xu wanted to see was Miss Qin.”

“That night?” Qingwan turned her head to look at Xu Ming, smiling. “So Xu Ming, you spent the night with Miss Mo?”