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Moxuyou blinked and raised his right hand.
"Unjust! I have never sent the fox to bring those two items back to Qingqiu. I only told you that to save your Consort Ruyi, two things are needed. One is the Ghost Dan inside Lord Yun; that thing is not easy to grow, and even practitioners in the Ghost Domain may not possess it. The other is the Snake Dan inside the Azure Spirit Snake, which is Bai Jiao's Inner Dan. You have already seen Bai Jiao; her cultivation, while not the strongest in this realm, is still considerable. If we can obtain this Inner Dan, it could save you a few hundred years of cultivation. Just think about it, such precious items have fallen into your Father Fox's hands. If the practitioners and those demons in this realm find out, how could they not covet them?"
"Indeed, they are rare treasures. If those beings knew about them, they would definitely covet them. But who leaked this information?"
Yin Yuan stared into Moxuyou's eyes. Moxuyou feigned drunkenness, slightly turning his body and then scratching his head. "True, who spread such good news?"
"Could it be... that it was you, Master Mo?" Yin Yuan stepped closer to Moxuyou. Standing face to face, Yin Yuan barely reached Moxuyou's thigh. He looked up and tugged at Moxuyou's clothing. "Master Mo, are you slapping your own face? Just a moment ago on the rooftop, you swore to me that you would never harm my Father Fox or Consort Ruyi. Yet now you've put my Father Fox in danger. Have you lived too long and grown tired of life?"
"No! I haven't lived that long." Moxuyou lowered his head, squinting with a smile as he pointed out, "If possible, I would like to borrow another five hundred years—no, one thousand five hundred years—to go see what your Mother was like in her time. Perhaps I could meet your Consort Ruyi before your Father Fox does..."
"What would happen if you met her? In my Consort Ruyi's eyes, you're just a big liar full of deceit." Yin Yuan exerted a little force in his hand, causing Moxuyou's clothes to spontaneously ignite, startling him into quickly removing his outer robe and jumping up and down.
"Dry wood ignites easily; especially for children, playing with fire is not good."
"Is that so?" Yin Yuan reached out to catch a snowflake. "I don't think it's dry wood right now. Also, weren't you the first one to play with fire, Old Taoist? What traps have you set up in Qingqiu? If not, I can't guarantee I won't roast you alive."
"Is this a threat?"
"No! I'm just hungry!" Yin Yuan licked the corner of his mouth and narrowed his beautiful eyes.
Moxuyou exhaled lightly. "As long as it's not a threat, that's fine. I have a bad temper; once threatened, I can get angry easily."
"Pretty much; I also have a bad temper, and when I get angry, I get hungry. When I'm hungry, I might even eat people." Yin Yuan said while licking his tongue again. "Coincidentally, in this place right now, you're the only one Daoist Priest who can barely fill my stomach."
"How about making a deal?" Moxuyou stepped back, crouching down to meet Yin Yuan's gaze.
"A deal? What kind of deal?"
"Simple, you just need to answer me one question. If I were to meet your Father Fox along with your Consort Ruyi, who do you think your Mother would choose?"
Yin Yuan shot him a sideways glance. "The person you're thinking about, the one you're fixated on, isn't it the Empress in the imperial city? How can you change your mind so quickly and start eyeing my Consort Ruyi?"
"Times change. Although I am attracted to Consort Mei, she has no feelings for me. Besides, I have a long life ahead of me, while she only has a few years left, regardless of whether her wish is fulfilled or not. You see, I shouldn't hang all my hopes on just one tree during my prime years."
"If you're thinking about my Mother, you'd better be careful; you might end up hanging there and exposed to the elements, turning into dried meat." Yin Yuan leaned in closer to Moxuyou. "Have you ever tasted dried meat? I wonder how it would differ from beef or lamb when it's wind-dried."
Moxuyou chuckled lightly and quietly took a step back. "Let's say I was just posing a hypothetical question. Do I look like someone who easily falls for every pretty face?"
Yin Yuan nodded. "You do! It's just that none of the people you've fallen for have ever loved you back!"
"Why is that?" Moxuyou asked, puzzled.
"Because beautiful women are visual creatures; they won't look at someone like you—who has no looks, no power, and no talent. Can't understand? Then think about it more carefully." Yin Yuan pointed into the distance. "Wu Meiniang was fond of Zhou Wang in her past life. Who was Zhou Wang? An emperor, right? In this life, she likes Li Zhi. And who is Li Zhi? Also an emperor. As for looks? The imperial harem is known for gathering beauties; naturally, the emperor will choose the best among them to favor. So even if Li Zhi's biological mother wasn't the most beautiful woman, she was still among the beauties. In other words, no matter how Li Zhi looks, she could never be as unattractive as you."
"What’s wrong with my looks? I think I'm quite good-looking," Moxuyou said as he touched his face.
"You are quite good-looking—at least above average among wandering Taoists!" Yin Yuan objectively assessed. "Now let's talk about Wu Meiniang again and then move on to my Consort Ruyi. My Mother seems to have only had eyes for my Father Fox. In terms of looks, you can't compare; in terms of status, my Father Fox has at least been a Fox Emperor. Even if he fell from grace, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse; a phoenix that has lost its wings is still better than a chicken. Plus, aside from being slightly less handsome than me, there’s probably no one else in this world who can compare to him. Even if he plays the role of a pretty boy, my Consort Ruyi would willingly support him. You? She might not even want you."
"Pfft!" Someone laughed out loud at an inappropriate moment.
"Young Master, you mustn't let Yin Ye hear what you just said, or you won't escape a beating," Li Mao said, struggling to suppress his laughter while keeping half an eye on the movements of the Insect Master in front of him.
Sure enough, the Insect Master seized the opportunity while he was distracted. Seeing this, Li Mao quickly reached out a hand to block him. Just as he touched the Old Man's body, there was a loud crack, the sound of bones breaking. When he looked again, the Old Man's body had split in half and was hanging backward, moving past Li Mao's arm.
Li Mao was taken aback and quickly retreated, once again blocking the Old Man from crossing into the strange circle formed by the Fireflies. The Old Man's skeleton made cracking sounds as it slowly returned to its original position. He looked at those Fireflies as if they were his own children, his eyes filled with a mix of tenderness and resentment. He knew very well that if he forced a struggle, he would never get past Li Mao's defense, so he tilted his head back and let out a painful scream.
"What happened to him?" Yin Yuan frowned.
During this time, Yin Yuan had been focused on Moxuyou. It wasn't that he had nothing else to do; rather, Moxuyou was too deep and cunning, and his words were a mix of truth and falsehood. As long as Moxuyou was here, one had to be on guard. Small talk was merely superficial; in reality, it was all about vigilance.
"Did you not see? Those bugs are all dead," Moxuyou said, pointing with his chin.
Yin Yuan turned around to take a closer look. Indeed, the Fireflies surrounding Xing Ruyi seemed to have decreased in number, and on the snow-covered ground, black marks occasionally appeared. At first, he hadn't paid much attention, but now he saw that those black marks were left by the dead Fireflies.
"These bugs were originally used to treat Mother. Once used up, they become useless," Moxuyou said coldly. "Once these bugs are completely dead, the chaotic powers battling within your Mother will temporarily cease fighting. What I can do is limited to this; the rest depends on whether your Father Fox can hold up."
Yin Yuan glanced at Moxuyou. "And what about him? What will happen to this Insect Keeper?"
"The Insect Keeper exists solely to serve these bugs. If these bugs are gone, what need is there for him to exist?"
As soon as Moxuyou finished speaking, all the insects surrounding Xing Ruyi fell to the ground in an instant. Xing Ruyi closed her eyes and slumped backward.
"Mother!"
"Shopkeeper!"
“Li Mao, hurry!”
As Yin Yuan was exiting, Li Mao quickly moved to Xing Ruyi's side, firmly supporting her and cautiously wrapping his arms around her.
“Quickly take my Mother back to her room and watch over her carefully,” Yin Yuan instructed, glancing back at the Insect Keeper.
The Old Man remained in the posture of his recent roar, yet his clothes were burning away inch by inch, falling off along with his ribs, sternum, skull, and finally his legs and feet. In an instant, the ground became clean, the falling white snow quickly covering the newly left traces.
“Moxuyou!”
“Does the young master still want to ask about Qingqiu?” Moxuyou said with a squinting smile.
“With my Father Fox's cultivation, even if you set a trap in Qingqiu, he would not be harmed. Moreover, he has us; do you think I should worry for him? I was merely following your lead to probe for information, but who knew you, Old Taoist, would be so tight-lipped that what you say is neither listenable nor believable.”
“You're wronging me with those words. What Poor Daoist says is all truth; it’s not as deep as you think,” Moxuyou replied, standing with his hands behind his back. “It’s getting late; Poor Daoist must return. If you have questions, ask quickly. I assure you that what I say is all true. How about that?”
“Hu Da!” Yin Yuan softly uttered those two words. “If you only brought this Insect Keeper to help my mother, there was no need to involve the Hu Family at all. So, Moxuyou, can you honestly tell me why you set up a Ghost Wall at this Yun Family Gathering and arranged for the Insect Keeper to approach Hu Da to take one of his hairs, causing him to be entangled by the Hair Monster? Are you trying to make my Mother a good person again so that the Hu Family owes her a favor, allowing her to establish herself at this Yun Family Gathering? Given your cunning nature, your calculations cannot be this simple.”
“If Poor Daoist tells you that having the Insect Keeper deal with Hu Da has nothing to do with your Mother, would you believe it?” Moxuyou asked, his gaze becoming deeper. He looked at the falling snow and said softly, “Actually, Poor Daoist also has a warm heart.”
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