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Xu Yuan fell silent.

What he was actually worried about was that Tian Liuli would be unhappy after seeing this.

However, even if he refused, they would continue to follow him, right?

"Fine, since Saintess An has said so much, you can follow, but make it clear that you must obey my orders in all things," Xu Yuan said.

Lin Qingque nodded vigorously.

Liu Ruoxue gave a faint nod, perhaps because she felt "abandoned," which might explain why her demeanor had reverted to a certain extent to what it was before.

Xu Yuan also knew this was her way of expressing anger.

But compared to the easier-to-placate her, Tian Liuli was obviously of slightly more importance.

If he placated her now, unless there was a mistake, he would probably have to upset her again later.

So instead of that, it was better to leave it be for now.
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"Let's go then," he said.

Upon hearing his address, An Yulan fell silent for a moment.

She understood that when Xu Yuan referred to her as the Holy Maiden rather than senior sister, it was his way of reminding her.

His actions had nothing to do with Heavenly Dao Sect; he was doing this just to help Mu Qianyan.

An Yulan's beautiful eyes drifted, landing on the City Lord's Mansion opposite the group, and she said.

"Go?"

Xu Yuan looked at her in surprise, "Where to? Aren't we supposed to discuss our next moves?"

An Yulan blinked and said, "Do you still remember what I said at the beginning?"

The beginning?

Xu Yuan was taken aback and then recalled.

If he wasn't mistaken, An Yulan had said she would help him secure the Saint Heir position while also advancing his own status.

"Then do you think, apart from martial strength, you have anything else to offer that could help me?" she asked after seeing the expression on his face, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Apart from martial strength?

Xu Yuan frowned. His knowledge of the Demon Sect was very superficial; no matter how he thought about it, he knew he couldn't outdo An Yulan.

Could it be something to do with Formations?

"Senior brother, she wants you to sell your ass," Lin Qingque suddenly interjected with a quiet voice from the side.

"Sell my ass?"

Xu Yuan was stunned at first, then looked at An Yulan.

Just when he thought she would refute it.

Then, he saw the fair and elegant face of this fairy-like young girl slowly turning red.

It seems she hadn't expected that someone would guess her inner thoughts, caught off guard.

"Junior sister, how can you speak so vulgarly?"

"What does 'selling my ass' mean? It's just... making reasonable use of information," she stammered.

"Who is your junior sister? Shameless," Lin Qingque retorted.

Under his gaze, An Yulan gradually lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"Saintess An, what exactly do you mean? You'd better make it clear," Xu Yuan said with a smile, although inside he felt somewhat annoyed.

He had thought An Yulan sought him out because she valued his combat strength, but he hadn't expected there to be this underlying reason.

"Actually... I didn't get my hands on the information about this selection," An Yulan said seriously. "Or rather, to suppress us, those three Return to Void elders deliberately kept any relevant information from us."

"So? Mo Xianxian knows about the insider details of this selection?" Xu Yuan began to feel a bit of a headache.

"Yes," An Yulan said without hesitation. "I hope you can go to her and get the information."

"Even if you have to exchange your body for it," Lin Qingque added softly from the side.

Clang!

The bright sword light shone through the cold night.

Liu Ruoxue's pretty face was covered in frost, as the ancient sword in her arms was already unsheathed by a fraction.

If Xu Yuan hadn't stopped her in time, she might have already drawn her blade.

"Ruoxue, don't get agitated," Xu Yuan grasped her wrist, as fair as snow, soothingly said, "It's just talk for now."

"This selection differs from the past; it is said we must enter a special secret realm. Rumors have it that if we're not well prepared, the chance of success won't exceed fifty percent,"

An Yulan said calmly after a moment of silence.

Clang!

The ancient sword sang fiercely, already unsheathed by six inches.

Under the moonlight, a beauty embraced the ancient sword, and the Sword Qi formed rainbows across the sky.

"Ruoxue, calm down. Don't forget what you just promised me?"

Xu Yuan only felt his scalp tingle.

This An Yulan would only cause him trouble.

If he had known this would happen, why did he agree to let them stay?

"So do you plan to sell your behind?"

Lin Qingque looked at him with a deep expression and asked, "Why do I hear joy in your Heart Voice, Brother?"

Xu Yuan gave her a glare, aware that she loved chaos: "Could you speak less."

He frowned and looked at An Yulan: "Is this intelligence really that important?"

"I'm not certain. That's what the rumors say, and as you know, rumors are generally true, so we better get our hands on it."

An Yulan's expression remained tranquil, "If you're unwilling, then let it be."

"If you're so willing, why don't you go yourself?"

Liu Ruoxue's face was ice-cold, and the jade hand clutching the sword handle had faint cyan veins writhing like small snakes.

"I would like to, but unfortunately, they don't fancy me."

An Yulan raised an eyebrow and looked at Xu Yuan, "How about this, Junior Brother? You just have to get the intelligence. No matter what Mo Xianxian does to you, you can take your revenge on me. How's that?"

"Are you looking for death?!"

Fury and killing intent burst forth from Liu Ruoxue's cold eyes, and where her gaze fell, the moonlight crisply froze, and even the dust in the air was torn apart by the Sword Intent, vanishing into nothingness.

An Yulan met her gaze without fear, their Spiritual Power clashing.

"Enough, both of you. Stop arguing,"

Xu Yuan stepped forward, casually stopping the confrontation between the two.

"Let me think."

...

"So how did you manage to convince them in the end? I remember I specifically notified them that only you were allowed in, yet they were willing to let you come."

Mo Xianxian was curious. She had only observed half of what happened before her thoughts had shifted to suppress the aftereffects of Xu Yuan's substance in her body. Hence, she wasn't very familiar with the subsequent developments.

While asking, she did not forget to direct him to continue pressing her acupoints upwards.

"Yes, right there, put some pressure on it."

At this point, the corner of Xu Yuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

If possible, he really didn't want to disclose this matter.

"I told them I would try to extract the information from you, and if it proved impossible, I would give up," he said.

Xu Yuan, feeling the softness of the young girl's skin, easily recalled the warmth of her lithe body, coiling around him like a water snake the previous night.

"And they just believed you?"

Mo Xianxian's brows arched, clearly somewhat incredulous.

"Of course not,"

Xu Yuan sighed, "Especially when we arrived before the City Lord's Mansion, and the guards at the door told them that you only allowed me to enter. They almost tore down the City Lord's Mansion."

"And then?"

Mo Xianxian's lips curved into a delicate smile.

That was the effect she wanted. Even though currently, due to the need to suppress the aftermath of the Yang Charm Demon Body Fluid, she couldn't exploit him further for some time. Still, she didn't mind using a little ruse to sow discord between them.

"Then, they suggested a condition,"

Xu Yuan said as he heaved a deep breath as if someone had caught him in a compromising position.

"What happened?"

Mo Xianxian looked back at him with surprise.

She saw his face turn red as if he were enduring something.

"Sorry, they are fighting downstairs right now,"

Xu Yuan's face twitched slightly.

It was then that Mo Xianxian noticed something was amiss.

There was a noticeable abnormal bulge below him.

Mo Xianxian's face turned cold: "What is that?"

Xu Yuan's expression became somewhat embarrassed.

Without hesitation, her hand shaped like a sword, she slashed downward.

Then, she saw something that made her vision darken, silencing her.

—Two delicate white hands were tightly clasped together, intertwined with each other, and at the center where the hands met was the object that had penetrated her countless times before.