Chapter 718 - 800 accompany Nangong Yue for a walk
Upon hearing her sister’s words, Nangong Xue felt a bit disappointed and frustrated, saying, "You don’t have to degrade yourself like this. In the Shenxiao Sect, Chen Mo isn’t the only outstanding disciple. Why stoop so low to be his concubine, possibly even without a title?"
Facing Nangong Xue’s earnest advice, Nangong Yue seemed to have made up her mind about Chen Mo, saying, "No matter how many excellent disciples there are in the Sect, none compares to Brother Chen Mo. I’ve already decided I will marry no one but him in this lifetime."
"Xiaoyue, you..." Upon hearing this, Nangong Xue almost bit her lip in frustration. After thinking for a long time, she said, "Anyway, whether you’ve set your mind on it or not, you mustn’t go tonight."
Nangong Xue absolutely couldn’t allow it. If Xiaoyue went through with it, how would she, with similar feelings, deal with it herself?
"Sister, haven’t you also changed your mind? Why stop me? Even if you can’t accept it for now, you don’t have to be like me." Nangong Yue had made up her mind. If she changed her decision this time, she didn’t know when she would muster the courage again.
Seeing her sister’s determined expression, Nangong Xue furrowed her brows but compromised in her heart, "Xiaoyue, how about this? The Daoist Alliance’s Outer Sect disciple exam is about to begin. As long as he becomes a disciple of the Daoist Alliance, he doesn’t have to enter the Golden Core List. At that time, we both can approach him and ask his intentions."
"Really?" Nangong Yue’s eyes lit up.
Nangong Xue nodded. If it weren’t for her sister’s firm attitude, she wouldn’t have lowered her demands.
Serving the same husband as sisters was one thing, but actively seeking it out—what woman could achieve that?
Nangong Xue had already considered the worst outcome. If Chen Mo rejected them at that time, she would cut her long hair short and devote herself to cultivation, sealing her heart from love.
"Sister..." Nangong Yue suddenly embraced Nangong Xue, nuzzling her head against her bosom.
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The long night was deep, with the stars and moon faint and distant.
After bothering Zhao Fujin, Chen Mo tidied up and came out of the room. It was already past midnight.
Having not been with anyone for a long while, and having had a mix of desires satisfied, his temper was high.
Jiang Ruoqing and Zhao Qianyi were both his wives, and he’d tried every trick with them, so obviously, they wouldn’t get the rest they wanted tonight.
The room he had just entertained Zhao Fujin in was actually Jiang Ruoqing’s. She had fled clearly to join Zhao Qianyi.
All things considered...
Chen Mo’s heart burned with a certain warmth.
He slowly made his way up to the second floor, and just as he walked towards Zhao Qianyi’s room, the door to Nangong Xue’s room suddenly opened. Nangong Yue stepped out and bumped straight into Chen Mo.
"Brother Chen Mo..."
Nangong Yue gently rubbed her forehead, taking two steps back.
Her attire as white as snow and hair as dark as ink, she seemed to have just showered and not used True Qi to dry herself. Her hair was still slightly damp, her figure graceful, uplifted face exquisite and translucent. That call of "Brother Chen Mo" was like a soft whisper, tender and lingering, seeming carefully adorned. Her eyebrows were neat, and her cheeks faintly blushed.
"Xiaoyue, Nangong Xue." Chen Mo glanced sidelong at Nangong Xue inside the room and nodded in greeting to both of them before heading towards Zhao Qianyi’s room, but Nangong Yue stopped him.
"Brother Chen Mo, can you accompany me for a walk?" Nangong Yue clasped her hands behind her, showing her inner nervousness.
"Xiaoyue." Nangong Xue frowned. Hadn’t they already agreed? What was this all about now?
"Sister, please." Nangong Yue turned back and said, once more looking at Chen Mo with a soft voice, "Brother Chen Mo, can you?"
Her eyes twinkled, carrying a unique charm.
Chen Mo’s heart stirred inexplicably, nodding in agreement.
Nangong Yue smiled a little, pursing her lips, and stepped out of the attic first.
Chen Mo followed behind.
Nangong Xue wanted to follow but decided against it after some thought.
Since Xiaoyue had spoken like that, she wouldn’t do anything rash. And even if she intended to, Nangong Xue could quickly intervene; Xiaoyue surely understood that.
Although it was already past midnight, the full moon was still bright.
The two strolled beside the Celestial Pool. Under the reflection of the silver moon and two trails of Silver on the water surface, they appeared as if they were walking upon the moon.
Nangong Yue faced Chen Mo, walking backward, hands still clasped behind, with a gentle smile and slight shyness, "Brother Chen Mo, will you join the Daoist Alliance?"
"Yes." Chen Mo replied affirmatively.
Nangong Yue’s expression brightened, "Then, Brother Chen Mo, do you know about the Sect’s examination competition? The top twenty can earn the qualification for Spiritual Power Infusion."
"I know, and I plan to participate, aiming to win one of those positions."
Though his words were somewhat arrogant, if he dared not speak them, how could he shine during the Daoist Alliance examination? Besides, he now had the confidence.
Nangong Yue’s eyes lit up. As she understood, those who had made the top twenty in the examination before had almost all joined the Daoist Alliance.
If Brother Chen Mo could enter the top twenty, he would surely pass the Daoist Alliance’s exam, fulfilling her wishes.
She said, "Brother Chen Mo, let me tell you about the rules of the competition..."
Nangong Yue began recounting, not finding it tedious at all, even discussing the Inner Sect disciples they should be wary of.
"Xuan Cheng, Middle Stage Nascent Soul, I hear it’s only been ninety-three years since he began cultivating, possessing the Wind Cyan Spirit Body, said to be of orange-grade physique. If not for his right arm injury by demonic forces leading to a bodily defect, Senior Sister Zhao would have been the sixty-fifth Direct Disciple; he was the sixty-fourth."
"Liu Ruoyun, Early Stage Nascent Soul, prefers to act solo, and is quite low-key within the Inner Sect. I don’t know much about him, but it’s said his cultivation hasn’t surpassed one hundred years."
"Qi Shan, Early Stage Nascent Soul, has been on the Golden Core List. His physique is peculiar; he can absorb the True Qi of others—extremely strange. Oh, I hear he is close with Zhou Yang, so be careful, Brother Chen Mo..."
Nangong Yue mentioned about a dozen people, all in the Early Stage Nascent Soul or Half-Step Nascent Soul Realm.
Chen Mo listened to her enthusiastic descriptions, seemingly as if she were the one participating.
He nodded, yet he knew Nangong Yue hadn’t brought him out for a walk just to talk about these topics so simply.
As expected, as soon as this topic ended, Nangong Yue paused and softly asked, "Brother Chen Mo, can you tell me about your wives?"
The evening breeze gently stirred her hair over her shoulders, and Nangong Yue tucked a lock behind her ear, her gaze somewhat evasive.
Chen Mo hesitated just slightly before briefly describing.
Of course, regarding the special relationships among some of the women, Chen Mo did not mention.
Like Qiu Lan and Dong Lan.
Zhao Qianyi, Zhao Jiangning, and Zhao Fujin.
Jiang Ruoqing and Yi Yao.
Hearing that several women were just ordinary people, Nangong Yue felt a sense of joy, then, as if thinking of something, bit her lip. Suddenly, she stumbled and began to topple towards the Celestial Pool.