Published: February 25, 2025
After Gongsun Ruoxi left, Mu Mengyi extended a delicate jade finger and drew a circle on Tan Yun's chest, thoughtfully saying, “My intuition tells me that Senior Sister Gongsun has feelings for you.”
Tan Yun chuckled, “Dreamtalk, don’t joke around…”
An hour later, Murong...
Inside the main hall, Murong Shishi held Zhong Wu Shiyao's jade hand and sincerely asked, “Shiyao, how have you considered the matter I mentioned?”
Half a year ago, Murong Shishi had told Zhong Wu Shiyao that she had a brother who was not only handsome but also exceptionally talented. She wanted to set up Zhong Wu Shiyao with her brother.
The Murong family, once powerful in the Heavenly Punishment Continent during ancient times, had fallen but was still an Ancient Aristocratic Family with influence not much weaker than the four great sacred dynasties.
She had a deep affection for Zhong Wu Shiyao, which is why she wanted Shiyao to become the young master’s wife of the Murong family.
Of course, Murong Shishi had only disclosed her family background to Zhong Wu Shiyao, instructing her not to reveal it to anyone else.
Zhong Wu Shiyao looked apologetic as she faced Murong Shishi, saying, “Master, I know you care for me and treat me well, but I cannot agree to this matter.”
“Shiyao, but Tan Yun has been gone for so long. Why would you refuse me for someone who is no longer here?” Murong Shishi asked, puzzled. “You have to give me a reason, right?”
Zhong Wu Shiyao's expression turned sorrowful as she replied, “Because Tan Yun once said before my parents’ graves that he was my parents’ son-in-law.”
“And for this reason,” Zhong Wu Shiyao gently lifted her right hand, looking at the green jade bracelet on her delicate wrist, a single tear gliding down her beautiful eyes. “This is the ancestral jade bracelet of the Tan family, given to me by Tan Yun’s mother.”
“Although Tan Yun and I have not yet married, from the moment I put on this bracelet, I have regarded myself as the daughter-in-law of the Tan family.”
“Master, the most important reason I cannot agree to you isn’t merely these. It’s because I truly love him. There’s no room in my heart for anyone else. So, please forgive me, Master. I do not want to marry your brother, nor do I want to marry anyone else.”
Upon hearing this, Murong Shishi let out a deep sigh, reaching out to wipe the tears from Zhong Wu Shiyao's face. She softly said, “I understand. I won’t push you any further.”
“Thank you for understanding, Master.” Zhong Wu Shiyao expressed her gratitude, her gaze filled with appreciation. “You are always so good to me.”
“You are my only closed-door disciple, of course, I will treat you well.” Murong Shishi smiled gently, “In a moment, the chief elder will be looking for me and the other elders to discuss the artisan techniques grand competition that will take place in over twenty days. I must go now, and you should return to your cultivation. Remember to come watch the competition at our Temporal and Spatial Dao Field.”
“Understood, Master.” Zhong Wu Shiyao nodded obediently.
Afterward, Murong Shishi led Zhong Wu Shiyao out of the hall.
In her heart, she had not given up the thought of matching Shiyao with her brother. She still could not believe that Tan Yun's charm was so extraordinary that it would make Shiyao willingly choose to remain alone rather than marry anyone else!
Just as Murong Shishi and Zhong Wu Shiyao stepped out of the Immortal Palace, they saw Gongsun Ruoxi descending gracefully on her flying sword.
“Disciple greets Master.” Gongsun Ruoxi bowed.
“Hmm.” Murong Shishi smiled lightly, “Ruoxi, do you have something to discuss with me?”
“Reporting to Master, I came to find Junior Sister Zhong Wu.” Gongsun Ruoxi replied.
“Oh, then you both go ahead. I will head to see the chief elder first.” After finishing her words, Murong Shishi stepped onto her flying sword and soared into the sky. As she ascended to a height of a thousand feet, she heard Gongsun Ruoxi’s joyful voice from below: