Fox Spirit: One Sword Sweeps the World

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"Maybe, with a little effort, I might even be able to hold my great-grandson in my arms."

"Hahaha!"

Ji Wuji slapped the table and laughed.

"So, blind dates have become a family tradition in their family?"

“I can picture Qi Yue right now—sitting in a teahouse, with a delicate-looking girl sitting opposite him, but he looks miserable and doesn’t know what to do with his hands.”

"Bitter?" Zhang Zheng raised an eyebrow at him. "Don't just keep laughing."

"If Qi Yue really starts dating that girl, it'll be you, the single guy, who'll be the one who suffers."

Ji Wuji was immediately displeased and retorted stubbornly.

"You're acting like you've got her in the picture! Didn't you secretly tell me at the academy that the Ice Fairy was incredibly beautiful?"

"What? It's only been a few days, and there's already no follow-up? Could it be that the fairy doesn't like you?"

"Tch, what do you know?" Zhang Zheng's ears turned slightly red as he avoided Ji Wuji's gaze.

"Relationships can't be rushed. I have my own pace. When the time is right, good news will come naturally. Unlike you, who just stirs up trouble."

As he spoke, he picked up a meat bun and stuffed it into Ji Wuji's mouth, silencing any further teasing he might have said.

"Get out, get out, go eat your own food."

"Shenqi, but where's Qinghan? I haven't seen him."

"I don't know either. I think something happened. He left a note telling us not to worry and then he left. I don't know anything about it."

Zhang Zheng sighed slightly after hearing this.

"Oh, that's a real pity. I just broke through and was hoping to spar with Qinghan."

"Pfft!" Ji Wuji, who was standing next to him, spat out the tea he had just drunk. He put down his teacup, bent over and coughed for a long time, and was still laughing when he straightened up.

"You? Sparring with Qinghan? Zhang Zheng, did you get your brain caught in the toilet door when you went to the bathroom?"

Zhang Zheng was immediately displeased.

"What's wrong? Although my cultivation level is... just a tiny bit lower than his."

"But my fighting skills are beyond your imagination!"

"Let's not talk about whether you're a skilled opponent or not."

Ji Wuji crossed his arms and laughed even harder, "Qinghan just stands there and lets you hit her, you're having a hard time even breaking through her defenses."

"If you're so capable, then you do it!" Zhang Zheng blushed after being retorted. "If you're so tough, then fight Qinghan. Don't try to win me over with your words!"

“I’m not like you, rushing around like an idiot.”

Ji Wuji nimbly jumped back to avoid his hand. "You're crazy. I'm not going to suffer for it."

"Oh ho, you dare call me an idiot?"

Zhang Zheng narrowed his eyes, suddenly revealed a mischievous smile, moved closer to Ji Wuji, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"Come here, my little princess, let me tell you a little secret, one that's just for you..."

"A little secret..."

"Get lost! Who wants to hear your secrets!" Ji Wuji said with disgust. "Aren't you disgusting!"

"I'm disgusting?"

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Zhang Zheng raised an eyebrow and simply raised his voice a bit.

"Do you remember the last time, no, the time before that, the 'exquisite wine' you drank?"

Ji Wuji was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Zhang Zheng leaned close to his ear and whispered something in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"That wine... you used Qi Yue's shoes to hold it. I was going to remind you, but you... you seemed to enjoy it quite a bit."

Ji Wuji's eyes widened instantly, his face turned from red to white, then from white to green. He took a step back and leaned against a nearby pillar, retching.

"Zhang Zheng! Why didn't you say so sooner! I even said that the liquor had a 'unique soy sauce aroma,' but it turns out it was... ugh!"

"Wow? Soy sauce flavor? Really?"

"How would I know? I've never tried it."

Chapter 135 Mist

The wind rustled through the leaves.

Ripples spread across the teacups on the stone table.

Mu Qinghan looked at Tu Shan Rongrong who was walking towards him, his gaze indifferent.

"Young Master Qinghan, it seems you've had quite a fruitful few days."

She poured herself a cup of tea. The tea leaves unfurled in the hot water, releasing a fragrance that mingled with the scent of bamboo.

Mu Qinghan paused, holding the sword sheath, but did not deny it. He simply raised his eyes and looked at Tu Shan Rongrong, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Miss Rongrong, I'm very curious."

"I didn't reveal a single trace of magic power, and I even deliberately concealed my aura. How did you know?"

"How did you figure it out?" Tu Shan Rongrong held the teacup, her fingertips gently stroking the rim. After a moment of contemplation, she smiled faintly, "Hmm... just a feeling."

"Yes, it's a feeling."

Tu Shan Rongrong smiled frankly, "I am quite good at perceiving people's hearts. Although the aura on you is faint, it has a warm glow compared to when you arrived."

"It's like... it's been polished by something, this is not a change that can be achieved through ordinary cultivation."

"That's quite amazing." Mu Qinghan nodded slightly, not asking any further questions, but his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone became more serious.

"So, Miss Rongrong didn't come to see me just to talk about these meaningless things, did she?"

“Of course not.” Tu Shan Rongrong put away her smile, and the teacup made a soft sound as she placed it on the stone table. She looked up at Mu Qinghan, her eyes filled with a more serious expression.

"I want to know...the future of this world."

Upon hearing this, the air around Mu Qinghan seemed to freeze.

His relaxed posture instantly tensed up, and his magical power uncontrollably and slowly dissipated, causing bamboo leaves to flutter and fall between the two of them.

He stared at Tu Shan Rongrong's slightly open eyes and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

“Young Master Qinghan, you should understand what I’m saying.”

Tu Shan Rongrong did not avoid his gaze, and said calmly, "That little golden man, is he from Aolai Kingdom?"

"A legendary being capable of overturning mountains and seas."

"From the information I've gathered, it seems he's left traces in various places, like... conducting some kind of... experiment?"

She paused, noticing the slight change in Mu Qinghan's expression, and continued.

"The one from Aolai Kingdom is always capricious. The only thing that would make him bother to make a plan is probably a threat from outside the circle."

"He contacted you, probably to achieve a certain goal, right?"

"Is it to help him break some kind of seal, or... help him defeat some incredibly powerful enemies?"

"You don't have to tell me any of this."

Tu Shan Rongrong took half a step forward. "I just want to know, Tu Shan—the home I've protected for so long—how can we move forward safely in the future, without being swallowed up by that possible catastrophe?"

Mu Qinghan remained silent for a long time. The wind in the bamboo forest swept the fallen leaves past the hem of his clothes before he slowly spoke, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness.

"I am not sure as well."

Tu Shan Rongrong subconsciously took another step forward, instantly closing the distance between them, and she could clearly see Mu Qinghan's eyes.

Clean, without a trace of impurity.

But the next second, as if she remembered something, she suddenly took half a step back, a knowing glint in her eyes.

"It seems that you are not yet up to his expectations."

"Thank you, Young Master Qinghan, I understand."

"What...did you understand?"

Mu Qinghan frowned and pressed for an answer. He felt that Tu Shan Rongrong's words had a hidden meaning, but he couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

A gentle breeze swirled the bamboo leaves in the air.

Mu Qinghan had only one increasingly clear thought in her mind—she was very smart.

It's not ordinary intelligence, but the kind of penetrating wisdom hidden beneath a gentle smile and warmth, capable of seeing right through people's hearts.

Not a single word was superfluous, yet every step was crucial, both revealing the secrets he had deliberately concealed and upholding Tushan's stance.

Even her follow-up questions were handled with just the right amount of tact, not offensive, yet enough to elicit the answers she wanted to know.

His meticulousness was so great that even he couldn't help but feel wary.

Mu Qinghan frowned even more deeply.

Even powerful individuals who wield immense strength can turn the tide with a mere wave of their hand, but they will ultimately have weaknesses and will inadvertently expose their flaws.

But Tu Shan Rongrong is different.

This kind of existence is the most terrifying.

Although it lacks ultimate power and cannot intimidate all sides with absolute demonic power like Tu Shan Hong Hong, it also lacks top-tier combat strength to dominate the battlefield.

But her wisdom is like a knife hidden in cotton, seemingly gentle, yet capable of dissecting people's hearts and seeing through situations without them noticing, and controlling the whole situation silently.

She... is dangerous.

Previously, I only thought of Tu Shan Rongrong as Tu Shan's strategist, skilled at scheming in business and understanding people's hearts.

But after today's conversation, I realized that her vision had already transcended the boundaries of Tushan and reached into a deeper and more dangerous game.

At this moment, his attitude towards Tu Shan Rongrong subtly changed.

“I understand… what I need to do in the short term.”