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Ye Xiuyuan hurriedly returned to his room, his face pale. He paced anxiously around the table. What should he do? If he had known, he wouldn't have drawn her luck out in the street.
This Yu Miaoyin, even if she were to die, shouldn't drag him down with her.
The system sneered, "Why are you so flustered?"
Ye Xiuyuan steadied his mind and hesitated for a moment. "Do you have a solution?"
The system proudly huffed, "I'm not like you mortals. Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't."
"Ten points of luck value for Yu Miaoyin's position—are you willing to trade?"
Ye Xiuyuan felt reluctant; luck value was too precious. Even if he drained all of Yu Miaoyin's luck, he would only receive seventy points back from the system. Now he was being asked to part with ten points for just one position.
After hesitating for a long while, Ye Xiuyuan finally spoke up, "Can you make it cheaper?"
The system choked slightly and coldly replied, "Fair price, no cheating—no bargaining allowed."
"What fair price?" Ye Xiuyuan didn't understand; he only knew that the system was angry. If this continued, the system might turn against him. He silently cursed the merchant in his heart and gritted his teeth to agree.
"How do I get the position? Is there a visual or a map?"
The system ignored him and told him to wait a moment.
After two seconds, the system suddenly exclaimed, startling Ye Xiuyuan.
He stammered, "What happened? Yu Miaoyin isn't going to die a terrible death, is she?"
"You really have a way with words," the system said. "This time I've discovered a big fish!"
A mirror of water appeared before Ye Xiuyuan. In it, he saw Yu Miaoyin standing dazedly in an unfamiliar room, while two people sat beside her on chairs.
One was slender and pale with ink-black eyes that held an ethereal beauty. The other had snow-white skin and red lips, exuding an alluring charm that made it hard to look away—like a captivating spirit that could draw one's soul.
Both were dressed in black; their presence was strange yet powerful, clearly not ordinary individuals.
The system excitedly exclaimed, "These two possess a total of one hundred seventy points of luck value!"
"What?" Ye Xiuyuan was astonished.
The Cold Shadow Master was recognized as a genius in the current cultivation world; she had reached divinity at over a hundred years old, and her luck value was only around one hundred points. Yet these two combined had one hundred seventy points—splitting it would still yield quite a lot.
It was strange; given the other party's high fortune, he shouldn't have been unaware of it before, right?
Do you know? Just this woman alone possesses a hundred and ten points of fortune!
Yikes.
Ye Xiuyuan couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
A hundred and ten points of fortune means that this woman has a future even broader than that of the True Man of Cold Shadow?
Where did such a being come from, and why had he never heard of her before?
If he could get close to her, wouldn't that be...
Alright, hurry up and go! If you don't hurry, whether your Third Senior Sister can survive is already in question!
The system's words seemed well-meaning but were laced with malice.
Ye Xiuyuan raised his gaze to the screen and noticed that the woman gently lifted her hand. A faint glow appeared at Yu Miaoyin's heart, and strands of red silk flew out from her chest, landing in the woman's palm.
What on earth is that? Explain yourself clearly.
Silence ensued.
Ye Xiuyuan gritted his teeth, fearing that something might truly happen to Yu Miaoyin. He had no choice but to turn around and intercept Su Lingyue and the others.
Senior Sister, take me with you! Having one more person means one more bit of strength.
Su Lingyue's eyes darkened as she watched him, emotions swirling within her like turbulent clouds before a storm, hinting at a chilling intent to kill.
Ye Xiuyuan instinctively took a step back, feeling a chill run down his spine.
In that brief moment, he even wondered if the Senior Sister had figured something out.
But how could that be?
He shook his head, clearing those chaotic thoughts from his mind, convincing himself that the Senior Sister was merely venting her anger on him for Third Senior Sister's predicament.
He spoke weakly, desperation creeping into his voice as if he were about to cry. Senior Sister, it’s all because of me; just let me go with you! If you don’t take me along, I really can’t be at ease!
Su Lingyue tightened her grip on her sword and coldly snorted.
When it concerns you—if it weren’t for you, how could she have gotten into trouble? If anything happens to her, I won’t let you off!
Ye Xiuyuan was dumbfounded.
How did this turn out so differently from what he had expected? Was this still the same fair and tolerant Senior Sister from before?
He stammered, unable to even pretend to cry anymore.
In recent days, seeing Ye Xiuyuan continuously being scorned, the carefree Feng Hongying finally began to feel a twinge of sympathy.
She nudged the Senior Sister, insisting, "Sister, we should prioritize finding Junior Sister. Let him come along; at least we'll have one more person."
Su Lingyue nodded in agreement and moved ahead, while Ye Xiuyuan quickly followed her.
Seeing them aimlessly searching along the street, Ye Xiuyuan felt a growing sense of urgency. "Senior Sisters, could it be that Third Senior Sister got tired from shopping and decided to rest at an inn?"
Song Xiaoling looked at him quizzically. "Why would she go to another inn when we already agreed on one? Besides, we've checked all the inns, taverns, and teahouses; there's no sign of Third Junior Sister."
"You might not find her because she isn't in the lobby but rather in her room," he thought to himself. However, Ye Xiuyuan couldn't reveal that he knew Yu Miaoyin's whereabouts.
As he racked his brain for an excuse, Su Lingyue gazed at him thoughtfully and slowly spoke, "Alright, let's listen to Junior Brother."
Ye Xiuyuan felt a surge of joy. "In that case, I heard from Senior Sister while we were shopping that she wanted to try a drink called Hundred Flowers Brew. It's said that the Lai Fu Inn is the most famous for it. Why don't we check there first?"
Song Xiaoling felt uneasy. Why search again when they had already looked in so many places? Just as she was about to voice her concerns, she noticed Su Lingyue shaking her head silently, signaling her to listen to him.
A sense of unease began to stir within Song Xiaoling.
When they arrived at Lai Fu Inn and asked around, both the innkeeper and the staff claimed they had no knowledge of her whereabouts. Feng Hongying and Song Xiaoling were ready to leave when Ye Xiuyuan stubbornly insisted on staying. Just then, a young staff member who had just returned from unloading goods overheard their conversation and suddenly recalled something significant.
The group hurriedly followed the young man upstairs only to find the door wide open. Yu Miaoyin sat in a chair with a blank stare, completely unresponsive.
Song Xiaoling rushed forward and shook her gently but received no reaction whatsoever. "Junior Sister, wake up! Don’t scare your Senior Sister!"
Su Lingyue decisively prepared to take Yu Miaoyin back with them. "We can't solve Third Junior Sister's problem on our own; we need to return to the sect and ask the Master and our Teacher for help. They might have a solution."
Song Xiaoling gripped her sword tightly, feeling a pang of anguish. "If I find out who did this, I will make them pay dearly!"
"Let's discuss that later; we need to return to the sect first," Su Lingyue urged.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Xiaoling's expression hardened. "No! We are going to Miaochun Valley!"
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