### Chapter 37: Huang Aotian, You Don’t Want to…
“Yun Zhonghe… Why is he coming out at a time like this?”
At this moment in the Lin Family’s ranks, Lin Feng’s gaze sharpened slightly, an ominous premonition brewing in the depths of his eyes.
Everything had originally gone according to Lin Feng and the Grand Elder’s plan, neatly scripted and choreographed.
No matter how much Mu Jixue fussed next, it wouldn’t matter to Lin Feng and the Grand Elder. After all, the family head, Lin Zhan, had already given up on Lin Zhongyu. Even if Lin Zhongyu were qualified for a test and the results turned out well, it would just highlight how short-sighted Lin Zhan was!
The moment Lin Zhan abandoned Lin Zhongyu, the position of family head was practically destined to be up for grabs.
But just then, out pops Yun Zhonghe, suddenly making a clear outcome seem precariously uncertain.
“This shouldn’t be happening! That scoundrel Yun Zhonghe can’t possibly want to help Lin Zhongyu, can he? Is he really just messing around?”
Lin Feng found it unfathomable, truly puzzled over Yun Zhonghe’s motives—what could he possibly gain from this?
…
“Brother Yun…”
Watching Yun Zhonghe step onto the high stage, Lin Zhongyu felt a mix of joy and complexity while standing in the lineup.
On one hand, having Yun Zhonghe around meant she wouldn’t have to worry about Jixue causing any ruckus. On the other hand, she felt bad that he had come, especially since she owed him so much already and was now putting him in a bind.
Moreover, this was in front of the Xuantian Sect’s elders; even Yun Zhonghe had to be a little careful.
Lin Zhongyu wasn’t sure if she was dragging Yun Zhonghe into her troubles.
If it came to that, she’d rather bear everything herself.
With that thought, she quietly clenched her fists, gazing intently at Yun Zhonghe’s back, his towering figure her ultimate goal to chase after.
Her eyes sparkled!
But Mu Jixue, on the other hand, was dead inside.
She wanted to lie on the ground and throw a tantrum, causing chaos!
Dead Yellow-haired! Ugh, that horrible Yellow-haired! Why do you have to be so annoying?!
Why do I have to run into him every single time?!
Mu Jixue was internally screaming, furious, gritting her teeth, her small white fangs practically itching to leap at Yun Zhonghe and start biting.
She couldn’t take it anymore, and without thinking of the occasion, she marched closer to Yun Zhonghe.
“Yun Zhonghe, what on earth do you want?!”
It was hard to tell if Mu Jixue had any sense of the situation when she pushed her cold behind right into a conversation between Yun Zhonghe and her master. Did she think Yun Zhonghe could handle two people easily?
Please, your master is so fierce; my brain is already fried trying to keep up with him. I have no time to babysit you.
Yun Zhonghe was speechless, thinking Mu Jixue really didn’t grasp the situation. If she weren’t the main character today, the ceremony’s center of attention, she would probably have been yanked away by her master already.
But if she truly didn’t get it, she still leaned close to Yun Zhonghe’s ear, whispering—thankfully, she didn’t shout.
Suddenly, a sweet aroma wafted over, her petite body and the outrageous dimensions… well, let’s just say they were perfectly aligned.
Yun Zhonghe’s eyelid twitched: Aotian, even though we’re good brothers, this kind of closeness isn’t appropriate!
However, Mu Jixue was completely oblivious to it.
Truly clueless.
Yun Zhonghe sighed, then quietly replied, “Lin Zhongyu’s spot was taken. You’re very upset, aren’t you? Were you just gearing up to cause a scene to get that spot back for her?”
As he spoke with his usual calmness, a hint of questioning in his tone made Mu Jixue freeze, her earlier bravado dissipating in an instant.
Deep down, she knew that wasn’t the right approach, but she was willing to bear any consequence for her friend.
Yun Zhonghe chuckled inwardly, fully aware of how to handle Mu Jixue.
But Mu Jixue still insisted, “I… I didn’t! How would you know what I was planning?”
Yun Zhonghe gave a cold laugh: “I don’t even need to weigh your intentions; I already know your capacity.”
Mu Jixue: “??? ”
I feel like he’s teasing me, but I have no proof!
Seeing her spaced out, Yun Zhonghe continued, “Alright, step back for now. I’ve dealt with these situations more than you have. I have a foolproof plan that will keep you both out of trouble. Trust me.”
“Trust me!”
Three heavy words struck Mu Jixue like a thunderclap. She could feel Yun Zhonghe’s righteous energy, and something in her gut told her he was genuinely willing to assist.
But… she couldn’t shake off the sense of loss.
Feeling somewhat exasperated, Yun Zhonghe decided to unleash his trump card.
He placed a hand on Mu Jixue’s shoulder: “You wouldn’t want your friend to miss out on entering the Xuantian Sect, right? So just be a good girl and listen.”
Mu Jixue: “!!! ”
She was frozen in shock, chills running down her spine, instinctual fear making her instinctively take a few steps back.
Her little face turned beet red, her luscious lips nearly ripe, her heart racing wildly.
What… what kind of nonsense did he just say to me?!
Yun Zhonghe sighed in relief; finally, he had managed to rattle Huang Aotian. If he didn’t seize control, she would have probably jumped on him and started causing a ruckus.
With no other choice, Yun Zhonghe had to overwhelm her until she calmed down, then let her catch her breath alone.
Next up, it was Yun Zhonghe’s turn to face Master Youyue directly!
Mu Jixue and Yun Zhonghe’s brief exchange lasted only a few moments; it was hardly noticeable to onlookers. Soon, Jixue stepped back, allowing Yun Zhonghe to take over with Master Youyue.
Master Youyue appeared young and somewhat frail, but her presence was undeniably strong—standing before her made Yun Zhonghe feel a bit of pressure.
Without solid foundations and deep cultivation, he probably wouldn’t even be able to tell a single lie in her presence.
Master Youyue had been assessing Yun Zhonghe, surprised to find her disciple seemingly had a special connection with this boy. Plus, she had a nagging feeling that this boy had a destiny beyond the ordinary.
At the Transformation Stage, one’s spirit could reach through heaven and earth, even sensing fate. Under Master Youyue’s perception, she noticed an intricate bond between Yun Zhonghe and Mu Jixue.
This connection was peculiar, like a stubborn thread that held fast even when one tried to sever it.
Even forcibly breaking it would still result in the strands overlapping once again under the influence of fate.
Beyond their tight-knit connection, there seemed to be further threads leading elsewhere that were beyond her current cultivation level to decipher.
This compelled Master Youyue to regard Yun Zhonghe with greater importance.
“Since it’s Young Master Yun, feel free to discuss anything you need with my disciple.”
Yun Zhonghe politely clasped his hands: “Master, my request is quite simple. The Yun Family wishes to transfer one of our spots; would that be acceptable?”
Master Youyue nodded. “That’s no problem. As long as it’s a spot from the Yun Family, you can give it to whoever you wish.”
Yun Zhonghe reaffirmed earnestly: “Then I would like to transfer the spot to Lin Family’s Lin Zhongyu!”
