Chapter 147 Why are your compliments the same as those of a beautiful woman?



Chapter 147 Why are your compliments the same as those of a beautiful woman?

Sang Wanyue frowned, but quickly concealed her expression. She hurried to catch up with Mu Jianjian and asked softly, "Yu Yu?"

“Ah, it’s Linghu Zhuoyu,” Mu Jianjian added. “You’ve met him before, he’s the one wearing a veiled hat that we encountered in the Xuan Tian Secret Realm, Yueyue, do you remember him?”

Sang Wanyue sensed the increasingly intense fluctuations of true energy emanating from the front yard and lowered her eyes, saying, "No."

Of course she remembered.

The one who was holding Jianjian and calling her "sister" over and over again.

When she returned to the Xuan Shuang Sect, she heard about the appearance of this "miracle doctor". Others said that this miracle doctor had a very good relationship with Jianjian. Sang Wanyue then thought of the person from her previous life. She never expected that it was really him.

After hearing Sang Wanyue's denial, Mu Jianjian believed it without much thought.

She leaped over the tall wall and saw Linghu Zhuoyu fighting two Core Formation cultivators in the courtyard. There were a few Foundation Establishment cultivators scattered around, but they were clearly unable to intervene in the battle between the three Core Formation cultivators, and their true energy was being used with great difficulty.

Looking at this scene, Mu Jianjian couldn't help but recall the time when Sang Wanyue and Ye Wuluo joined forces in the underwater palace of the Xuan Tian Secret Realm, and she was unable to intervene.

"Yueyue, as long as I'm here, I won't let you fight against high-level opponents alone... Besides, I've learned a lot of secret techniques now, Yueyue can watch from the sidelines." She said this with feeling, and without waiting to see if Sang Wanyue heard her, she gathered her strength and joined the battle.

Sang Wanyue was stunned.

She had been thinking about Jianjian ever since she parted ways with her in the Xuan Tian Secret Realm. After finishing her business at the Sheng Lian Pavilion, she returned to the Xuan Shuang Sect to visit her mother and master. Then, upon receiving news that she was in Yingzhou, she rushed there.

After rescuing Jianjian, Sang Wanyue was surprised that Jianjian's first words were not about her. She understood that the situation was urgent and that Jianjian was concerned about Linghu Zhuoyu, but she still couldn't help feeling sad.

But I never expected Jianjian to say something like that.

Sang Wanyue knew, of course, that Mu Jianjian was referring to their last meeting before they actually met.

My silly little sister has always kept it in her heart.

Originally drowsy, Mu Jianjian had already perked up because of Sang Wanyue's appearance. She shouted, "Bang bang bang—watch me hit you with this club!"

As Mu Jianjian's voice, automatically generated by her voice, reached the ears of everyone present, several Foundation Establishment cultivators collapsed to the ground, and everyone was shocked by the sudden turn of events.

Why is this girl here?

Shouldn't she have been killed by Young Master Shen and his men?

Since she's here, it means that Young Master Shen's side has failed!

“Sister, I can do it here—” Linghu Zhuoyu began, but was interrupted by Mu Jianjian, “Don’t be stubborn, let’s do it together.”

Sang Wanyue stood on the roof, frowning as she watched the two who instantly and tacitly engaged in battle. Just as the small blue-red bird on her shoulder, resembling an ornament, was about to raise its head to peck at her neck, she said coldly, "If you peck me again, I'll twist your beak."

The little blue-red bird seemed to be frightened and instantly curled into a ball and stopped moving.

After fighting for so long, they couldn't even defeat a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators and two Core Formation cultivators, and they even dragged the injured Jianjian down to help...

As for whether Linghu Zhuoyu was injured or his foundation was damaged, Sang Wanyue subconsciously ignored it.

The moment she raised her hand, her entire figure moved into the air above the courtyard, and she proclaimed, "Fifth move of the Mysterious Frost Technique, Snow Transformation."

The crescent moon cast refracted shadows across the vast courtyard. Despite the pleasant weather, everyone inexplicably felt a chill. Tiny water droplets slowly appeared on the dark ground and rose up, surrounding the people.

Mu Jianjian licked a drop of ice bead floating around her, formed from condensed air, and remarked with feeling, "The secret technique of the Xuan Shuang Jue is really good. It's just a pity that I haven't mastered the fifth form yet, so I can't make popsicles to eat."

Although cultivators don't feel the heat in the middle of summer, for Mu Jianjian, eating popsicles in the summer is a very nice ritual.

System: Seriously, that's enough! The secret techniques of one of the seven major powers aren't for you to squander on making popsicles! And are the ice droplets in the air really clean? Can you even bring yourself to eat them?

Although the system complained, it was too lazy to say it out loud, because once it did, it would start arguing for three days and three nights without stopping—it had learned this lesson the hard way.

Unlike Mu Jianjian's naive and innocent nature, Linghu Zhuoyu warily observed everything around him. He had originally set up a formation in the courtyard to fight the Shen family, but the appearance of this woman had unexpectedly caused the formation to be reversed without him noticing, thus ensuring that she was in a favorable position.

He remembered this woman; she was his sister's senior. Why would she suddenly appear here?

"Seventh move, Frost Condensation."

Before anyone could react, the water droplets that had gathered around them instantly surged into everyone's bodies from all directions, penetrating every pore and taking over their bodies!

"Click, click, click—"

A strange sound echoed in the courtyard. Mu Jianjian felt relieved to see that Sang Wanyue had made a move. She was playing with the ice beads around her when she saw that the previously living person had turned into an ice sculpture from the inside out, and then began to crack and fall to the ground little by little!

Upon closer inspection, the shattered remains on the ground resembled ice blocks, with no trace of flesh, blood, or bone visible!

In the blink of an eye, apart from the three people and the subordinates who rushed over to hand over the goods to Linghu Zhuoyu, no one from the Shen family survived.

"Ha—" She gasped, and suddenly the ice bead on her lips didn't taste so good anymore.

So amazing, so strong, so cool!

Mu Jianjian couldn't help but speak her mind. Sang Wanyue landed in front of her and smiled when she heard the girl's words. "I heard that you, Master, have also started cultivating the Xuan Shuang Secret Technique. You can ask me anything you don't understand."

"Did Yueyue go to the Xuan Shuang Sect first?" she asked, looking up.

In the original book, Sang Wanyue went directly to Yingzhou after leaving the Sacred Lotus Pavilion.

"Jianjian, thank you for visiting my mother and letting her know I'm safe." Sang Wanyue expressed her sincere gratitude.

"You're welcome. If you put it that way, I should thank you for helping me." Mu Jianjian turned to look at Linghu Zhuoyu, who was walking towards her after speaking with several people. She waved her hand and said, "This is my senior sister Sang Wanyue, and this is Linghu Zhuoyu, the master of Duan Yue Pond. You've all met in the Xuan Tian Secret Realm."

Mu Jianjian clasped her hands together, curiously watching the two main characters from the original book meet again. Unexpectedly, the two exchanged very polite greetings before turning their gazes away and focusing on her.

Completely oblivious to the awkward atmosphere between the two, she attributed it to their unfamiliarity with each other. Looking at Sang Wanyue, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, Mu Jianjian exclaimed sincerely, "Yueyue is getting more and more beautiful and elegant!"

The woman's dark blue dress was simple and unadorned, with white trim around the collar and cuffs. Her face was stunningly beautiful, and the moonlight made her appear even more elegant and refined, captivating onlookers who dared not defile her.

The only decoration was a small, bluish-red bun in her hair.

Mu Jianjian thought to herself.

Under the moonlight, Sang Wanyue noticed the girl's eyes sparkling like stars, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond to the girl's warm and sincere praise.

In her past and present life, even when others praised her, it was always subtle, and some people even praised her with sarcastic jealousy. Only Mu Jianjian would give her the simplest and most straightforward affirmation time and time again.

Seeing that the female protagonist in the original book was clearly embarrassed after being praised, the system suddenly had the urge to tease the host.

[Host, I also think you've become more and more beautiful, capable, and brave than at the beginning!]

Mu Jianjian nodded matter-of-factly, "I think so too."

The system remains silent; it should know that.

“Jianjian, you too.” Sang Wanyue suddenly fell silent, and after a long pause, she turned the conversation back to Jianjian.

Mu Jianjian's joy was palpable, and she naturally and affectionately took her arm.

Why are the compliments I give you completely different from those given by Sang Wanyue?

Why would your compliment to me be the same as a beautiful woman's compliment to me?

System: I've really had enough...

After Mu Jianjian finished criticizing the system, she turned to Linghu Zhuoyu beside her and said, "Yuyu, can Yueyue stay next to my courtyard?"

Linghu Zhuoyu's expression was not good. He opened his mouth to say that the courtyard next to her was already in use, but then he heard Sang Wanyue say, "Master Linghu, I saw it when I came. That courtyard has been empty for a long time and is full of weeds, but I don't mind."

These words left Linghu Zhuoyu with no room to refuse. He raised a delicate smile, and even though he was covered in unhealed wounds, his aura was calm. "Fellow Daoist Sang, there's no need to be so polite. I'll have my servants clean up the courtyard."

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