“Elder Bai, are we just letting this go like nothing happened?”

Bei Luoyu walked up to Bai Kui’s side and spoke in an icy tone.

“Let it go? With your brother’s influence in both the outer and inner sect, you need me to personally deal with a little nobody like Long Wuxian? Bei Luoyu, listen up. I don’t want to see that brat bouncing around alive in the School of Chi. So from now on, I’m done cleaning up your messes.”

Bai Kui’s voice wasn’t loud, but every word was squeezed out between clenched teeth, dripping with contempt.

What happened today had made him lose all face. As an elder at the Saint Emperor Realm, he’d never had an outer-sect disciple dare disrespect him. And this girl still thought it wasn’t humiliating enough?

News that Long Wuxian had walked out of the back mountain alive spread through the School of Chi like a gust of wind. From registered disciples, to outer sect, to inner sect, and even the Elders’ Hall—everyone up and down the sect now knew the name Long Wuxian.

If killing Yu Fengchen on Sacred City Plaza and making a half‑year pact with Yu Tianlong had only rocketed his reputation, then walking out of the sect’s forbidden grounds made “Long Wuxian” a name known to literally everyone in the School of Chi.

It was a miracle. And every time a miracle is born, it’s destined to be praised and remembered.

More importantly, Long Wuxian didn’t just walk out of the back mountain alive. His cultivation had jumped three minor realms in a row, putting him in late Immortal Emperor Realm. That made this miracle even more unbelievable.

Right now, in Long Wuxian’s courtyard—

Long Wuxian, Hanyu, Feiyue, Yunxiang and one cat sat around a square table loaded with dishes, a whole spread of delicacies that the Feiyu siblings had carefully prepared.

They themselves didn’t dare sit and eat here. Senior Sister Hanyu was second only to Yu Tianlong among the younger generation of the entire Southern Region. How could they have the qualifications to sit at the same table?

“Junior Brother, this is fine wine I won off Bei Fengxiao. I don’t usually get the chance to drink it. To celebrate you making it out of the back mountain, your big sister’s bringing out the whole jar for you today.”

As she spoke, Hanyu took out a wine jar and set it on the table.

A rich aroma of alcohol instantly spilled out and filled the air. Just taking a whiff made them feel relaxed and clear‑headed.

But the moment Hanyu put the jar down, a pair of cat paws shot out like lightning and hugged it tight.

Before Hanyu and Feiyue could even react, Yunxiang had already lifted the jar to her mouth and was guzzling it down, glug glug glug.

“Hahahahaha! Long Wuxian’s not the type who drinks. That kid’s still a little virgin when it comes to alcohol!”

Yunxiang wiped her mouth and laughed loudly.

Long Wuxian reacted fairly fast, though. He snatched the jar back from her paws. Luckily he knew this cat’s habits; if he’d been a bit slower, the jar would probably be empty by now.

He sniffed at the jar, then gave a couple light coughs. “Smells great, but… cough, cough, the kick’s too strong. I’ll pass.”

He handed the jar back to Hanyu.

“Good stuff, really good stuff. It’s been a long time since I had something this strong.”

Yunxiang praised it with deep satisfaction.

Hanyu and Feiyue could only give helpless little shakes of their heads. To save Long Wuxian’s face, neither of them knew what they ought to say.

“Good my ass!”

Long Wuxian glared at Yunxiang, then poured some freshly squeezed fruit juice into cups for Hanyu and Feiyue.

“What the heck? You’re dumping such good wine just to drink juice? Come on, pour me some, fill me up!”

Yunxiang unhappily held out her own cup to him.

“Pour more? You said it yourself. As for who that good wine belongs to… Bei Fengxiao. Who knows what he might’ve added into it.”

Feiyue said with a sour little smile.

“...Eh?”

The moment that thought hit her, Yunxiang suddenly went “Waaah!” and spat out every drop of that half jar of fine wine she’d just chugged.

Seeing that, Long Wuxian, Feiyue, and Hanyu all burst into laughter.

After a round of drinks, the three of them were still chatting and laughing, the mood light and easy.

Long Wuxian had never really had common topics with guys. But when it came to talking with female friends, they quickly warmed up to each other.

“Junior Brother, what exactly did you use to withstand the cold in the back mountain?”

Hanyu asked, burning with curiosity.

Feiyue also turned to look at Long Wuxian. Both of them were desperate to know the answer.

Being able to stay in the back mountain for three days was already something earth‑shattering.

“To be honest, Sisters, I cultivate an extreme‑cold‑attribute technique myself. So I could directly absorb the cold qi in the back mountain. My cultivation broke through by absorbing that cold qi.”

Long Wuxian spoke in a tipsy tone. Only now did he realize these two had tampered with his “fruit juice.”

At his words, Feiyue and Hanyu exchanged a glance, both seeing a clear brightness in the other’s eyes.

It wasn’t like they’d never seen people cultivate cold‑attribute arts. There were plenty even within the School of Chi. But even for people like that, staying in the back mountain for three days was absolutely impossible.

Which meant, if Long Wuxian wasn’t lying, the grade of this cultivation method had to be extremely high.

Hanyu and Feiyue didn’t press him about the technique. After all, that was someone else’s secret. Even drunk, it wasn’t something you should pry into.

Right now, what they wanted was to befriend Long Wuxian himself. Neither woman was stupid. They could both see his real potential. A person like this was destined to have limitless achievements. For Hanyu, Long Wuxian surpassing her was only a matter of time. (Long Wuxian: Okay, that’s enough.)

As for Feiyue, at this point she probably could only eat Long Wuxian’s dust.

“Junior Brother, you survived this time, but that Bei Luoyu definitely won’t let it go. She’ll keep coming for you. I’ll be going into seclusion tomorrow to try and break through to Saint Emperor Realm. You’ll have to be careful on your own.”

Hanyu reminded him.

“Relax. They’d better not mess with me. If they do, the only ones who’ll regret it are them.”

Long Wuxian gave a faint smile, completely unconcerned.

Facing that kind of confidence, Hanyu could only nod to herself. She just hoped this brat wouldn’t be too stubborn and headstrong.

“And you, Junior Sister Yue,” Hanyu turned to Feiyue, “I heard the inner‑sect disciples are going to Saint Demon Mountain tomorrow for training. You need to be careful too. You’re close to Junior Brother now. Bei Luoyu will probably look for a chance to cause you trouble.”

“What’s Saint Demon Mountain?”

Long Wuxian asked curiously.

“Saint Demon Mountain is the School of Chi’s hunting ground. Demon beasts run wild inside. Every so often, the sect sends disciples in to train. This time it’s the inner‑sect disciples’ turn. You’re not inner sect yet, so you’re not qualified to enter. It’s really a pity.”

Feiyue shook her head as she spoke.

A hint of regret did show on Long Wuxian’s face. With his ability, if he could train in Saint Demon Mountain once, he’d definitely gain another breakthrough.

But since this round of training was for inner‑sect disciples only, there wasn’t much he could say. If he wanted to go to Saint Demon Mountain later, he could always find time to go alone.

For Feiyue, though, this training was full of danger. Just like Hanyu had said, Bei Luoyu now hated him to the bone. On top of that, she had huge influence in the inner sect. Thanks to Bei Fengxiao, many late‑stage Immortal Emperor Realm inner‑sect experts were close to her.

Feiyue had just entered the inner sect and had no real backing. Now that she was getting close to Long Wuxian, it was hard to guarantee Bei Luoyu wouldn’t shift her hatred onto Feiyue.

Inside the sect, Bei Luoyu might not have a proper excuse to attack Feiyue. But once they were in Saint Demon Mountain, all bets were off.

After being crushed this time, Bei Luoyu was already in the wrong. And now, thanks to Long Wuxian, she’d become a walking joke in everyone’s mouths.

This was a grudge that couldn’t coexist under the same sky.

As for Long Wuxian, he still couldn’t let go of what had happened with the Bei family. He’d already formed a deep feud with their whole clan. If he didn’t do something about it, the situation really would never settle.

Outside Bei Luoyu’s dorm room, Long Wuxian paced back and forth for a long time, hesitating over whether to go in.

If it was taken as goodwill, fine. But if his good intentions got treated like trash…

“I should just leave early.”

Just as Long Wuxian was about to turn and go, the door behind him suddenly opened.

“Another confession? I already said it, I’m not interested in you guys—uh…”

When she saw Long Wuxian standing outside her door, she froze.

“H‑hey.” Long Wuxian forced a stiff, perfunctory smile. “Uh… the reason I came this time was…”

“I already know!”

“You… know?”

“Hmph!”

Bei Luoyu let out a cold snort, furious for no reason.

“A scumbag like you is just here to check on his ‘property,’ right? I’m telling you, even if I die, I won’t let you defil—”

“No, no, no!”

Seeing Bei Luoyu suddenly try to kill herself, Long Wuxian sprang forward and stopped her.

“I never planned to insult you! Miss Bei, I just came to deliver medicine today. I went too far before, so…”

So he wanted to at least try to fix it. If he alerted the City Lord of the Bei family, he really would die without a burial place.

Right now, forget the City Lord—if Bei Luoyu’s brother Bei Fengxiao showed up, Long Wuxian wouldn’t stand a chance.

Thankfully, Bei Fengxiao was just a bit overprotective of his own. He still understood the bigger picture. Since Long Wuxian had won the match fair and square, he didn’t really have anything to say.

“I’m telling you, one day I’ll take back today’s humiliation. I don’t care if it’s a sneak attack or a head‑on fight!”

As she spoke, Bei Luoyu moved to strike Long Wuxian, but he dodged it with casual ease.

Seriously, were all the Bei family’s daughters this willful? Long Wuxian was starting to feel lost. These two sisters were nothing like the steady, composed Bei Fengxiao.