Yes, besides Mr. Xiang, who else in this city could silently take someone away right in front of him?
No wonder...
Xiang Wenting didn’t not know where Qiao Xiuying’s corpse was hidden, he did know, but he was powerless, only able to watch as his lover’s corpse was hidden in some dark catacomb by his father.
Because he knew, his father, who originally opposed his affair with a courtesan and viewed it as a scandal, would never hand this woman’s corpse over to him!
No wonder Xiang Wenting intentionally or unintentionally led himself to Miss Cailing, Miss Cailing knew the corpse was in Mr. Xiang’s hands, and as the playboy young master of the Ye Family in Henggao City, he not only had the background but also a kind heart wanting to help Xiuyun, so his purpose—
Was to hope that we could help him find Xiuying’s corpse from his father’s hands!
"Young master is truly wise."
Cailing gave a charming smile, while You Su remained silent, which naturally meant he understood her implication.
The beauty leaned forward, naturally reaching out to place her hand on You Su’s.
You Su snapped back in time, swiftly retracting his hand, "Thank you, Miss Cailing, for informing me. It’s getting late, I’ll not disturb Miss Cailing any longer."
With that, he stood up and took a gold ingot from his bosom, placing it on the tea table.
Cailing lowered her eyes, with a pitiful look, almost on the verge of tears:
"Is the young master leaving? Am I so unworthy of your attention?"
You Su sighed lightly, "Miss Cailing, please take care of yourself; I already have someone in my heart."
After saying this, You Su turned and left, not lingering any further.
The beautiful young lady left alone in her empty chamber leaned against the window in silent sorrow, gazing at the long street illuminated by warm lights as You Su’s figure vanished completely at the end of the alley.
Cailing’s disappointed expression suddenly transformed, showing that familiar, charming allure that was even more captivating than before.
She extended her jade finger, tracing along her cleavage, letting the loose robe fall completely, revealing a smooth, elegant back adorned with a mysterious black tattoo that seemed alive and subtly flowed.
"Lotus Sword Venerable... Lotus Sword Venerable... you took what should have been mine, so it’s not excessive for me to take something of yours in return, is it?"
This woman was no ordinary human; she was the evil cultivator who had blocked He Shutong outside Chuyun City when the thick fog covered the skies.
She lifted those two heavy consciences with her hands, her expression somewhat unnatural, but it quickly vanished, replaced by unrestrained laughter:
"Rather than killing him... to take away the disciple who harbors feelings for you from your side, then causing you to turn against each other... would you regret dissolving that heartless Ice Heart then? Hahaha..."
...
"You’re back?"
Ji Lingruo examined You Su from top to bottom and didn’t find anything unusual.
Calculating the time, You Su indeed returned quickly.
"Mm."
You Su nodded, Zi Yiyi and Qiao Xiuyun were also waiting for him in his room.
"Finished so quickly?"
Zi Yiyi asked curiously, she had thought You Su would need to tangle with that courtesan longer to get some information out of her.
Upon hearing this, You Su raised an eyebrow and poured himself a cup of tea, "I always handle things efficiently."
Zi Yiyi, not knowing what she was thinking, quietly straightened up and changed the topic:
"Did you find out anything?"
"The person who hid Qiao Xiuying’s corpse was Mr. Xiang."
You Su revealed this shocking answer, then told the three of them all the information and speculations he knew.
To let Qiao Xiuyun know the cause of her sister’s death, Ji Lingruo had already revealed to the girl during the day that they were exorcists from Divine Mountain.
The girl did not show much fear towards the evil spirits; in fact, this is the norm for many who live by the sea. Those in dangerous situations are far braver and more tenacious than those who are usually at ease because that’s their only weapon to survive.
"Mr. Xiang, as the City Lord, knowing that Qiao Xiuying’s corpse is the key to finding the ghost mites, but hiding the evidence for illusory fame, is truly an ignorant move." Zi Yiyi furrowed her eyebrows, "I will remember his fault and report it to Hua Jing, letting Hua Jing weigh his merits and faults personally with the upper echelons of the Spirit Treasure Sect."
"That’s good, but the urgent matter is still to think of a way to get Qiao Xiuying’s corpse from Mr. Xiang’s hands." You Su’s thinking remained clear, "Then, we must uncover Xiang Wenting’s connection with the evil spirits. This ghost mite is highly likely brought to Mo Ye City by someone."
However, though said, implementing it would still be extremely difficult. After all, You Su still couldn’t openly represent the Exorcism Bureau, nor could he get help from it, making this investigation akin to dancing in shackles.
Zi Yiyi looked at the worry between You Su’s brows, hesitating to speak, but eventually held back.
"For the sake of the Xiang family’s reputation, would they actually ignore the evil spirits? Instead, they push all the responsibility onto the Exorcism Bureau; truly hypocritical to the extreme."
Ji Lingruo also grumbled indignantly, thinking these big figures, each more cunning and deceitful than the last.
Qiao Xiuyun, young as she was, didn’t understand many of the terms mentioned by You Su and the other two, but she could discern that the City Lord Xiang wasn’t a good figure, so she joined in with a clenched fist, displaying a sense of shared enmity.
You Su wholeheartedly agreed, feeling that most cultivators in this world shouldn’t be called immortals; they are merely rulers with great power.
"Alright, it’s getting late, everyone should go rest. Tomorrow we’ll go to the City Lord’s mansion to retrieve Xiuyun’s sister’s corpse."
Following You Su’s command, Qiao Xiuyun naively asked:
"Miss Ji, are we all going to squeeze into one room?"
Before Ji Lingruo could answer, Zi Yiyi spoke first:
"No need, you can rest in a room with me, you sleep on the bed, I don’t need sleep."
"What? Miss Ji is going to share a room with Mr. You?"
Qiao Xiuyun eyed both of them repeatedly, and You Su, unashamed of his relationship with his junior sister, smiled and said:
"Your Miss Ji and I are husband and wife, sharing a room is normal."
You Su didn’t use the word "partner;" the term "husband and wife" was more grounded and solemn.
"But Miss Ji said you are her..."
Qiao Xiuyun’s words were cut off as Ji Lingruo, blushing, covered her mouth.
"Why is a young girl asking such things? You’re far from finding a husband, so go to sleep!"
Ji Lingruo then dragged Qiao Xiuyun to the room next door without further ado.
After a long session of verbal guidance, Ji Lingruo finally returned to her room, where You Su had already finished washing up and was waiting in bed.
You Su had thoughtfully prepared a bucket of hot water for Ji Lingruo to bathe and change.
"What sneaky thoughts are you having again?"
Ji Lingruo had not yet recovered from the intensity of the previous night, feeling a bit anxious about sharing a bed with You Su, but also harboring a subtle anticipation.
"There are still people next door..."
You Su diligently served tea and water to the girl, explaining:
"Junior sister, today is different from yesterday; yesterday we forgot about dual cultivation and wasted our energy. I’m just short of reaching the Spirit Platform Upper Realm, facing a formidable enemy soon, so every bit of strength matters. Please assist me."
Ji Lingruo carefully recalled how immersed they were last night and couldn’t refuse You Su’s sincere gaze.
"Let me be clear, this is to assist your breakthrough, but it’s not a promise that I’ll always satisfy your whims! Don’t try to overstep!"
You Su quickly nodded, as if fearing Ji Lingruo might change her mind.
"Keep it quiet..."
Ji Lingruo worried about matching You Su’s level of intensity, unaware that without the Sword Intent accumulated from the True Yang Sword Nurturing Spell, he couldn’t maintain his vigor for a night-long battle.
The sky was already dimming with the first light, as Ji Lingruo lay on the bed, gazing affectionately at the meditating You Su.
Moments ago, they concluded their final dual cultivation session, and You Su finally broke through that barrier to reach the Spirit Platform Upper Realm at the age of eighteen.
Ji Lingruo felt a growing sense of happiness as she sensed the increasing vitality of the Demon Pill in her belly.
Meanwhile, in the room next door, someone’s expression wasn’t pleasant.
Zi Yiyi sat by the window with a bitter look, initially wanting to interrupt the noises next door, but sensing You Su’s breakthrough aura, she had to bite back her thoughts, silently cursing how the young man reached the Middle Spirit Platform Realm at such a young age by taking shortcuts with women.
She looked at the still dreaming Qiao Xiuyun on the bed and finally realized what the girl was about to say before falling asleep.
Just a drastic shift had occurred in the two people’s status compared to what Ji Lingruo had spoken about.
The one calling ** was clearly the spoiled girl.