Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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"Besides the two senior sisters, only Aunt Gu and Master know about it."

"I see." Fifth Senior Sister pondered for a moment, then suddenly grasped Su Zhixiao's hand and said seriously, "Xiaoxiao, I think this matter should be temporarily..."

It's best not to announce it widely.

"why?"

“Think about it,” Fifth Senior Sister analyzed, “that Xiao Mu was able to enter the sect as a man is already a unique exception.”

"Now that he has become your Daoist partner, if only a few of us know, the sect leader and the others might tacitly approve; but if it becomes common knowledge, as long as there are..."

"There's opposition, and the sect rules are there; I'm afraid even the sect leader and Elder Gu will find it difficult to protect Xiao Mu in the end."

Her analysis was logical and persuasive, yet she couldn't hide the slyness in her eyes.

Su Zhixiao was incredibly perceptive. She narrowed her eyes, her gaze as sharp as needles falling on her fifth senior sister's face, a half-smile curving her lips:

"Really? But I think my senior sisters and aunts would be eager to be with my brother, right? With me setting this precedent, they'll probably become even more unrestrained."

"Being fearless is the way to go; how could I possibly object?"

"I think someone is trying to take advantage of their proximity," she said softly, but the last syllable carried a subtle barb that stung the Fifth Master.

My sister felt a pang of guilt.

"How could that be!" Fifth Senior Sister quickly waved her hand, her face flushed, "I was just... just thinking of Xiao Mu and you."

"Really?" Su Zhixiao scoffed, her tone full of distrust towards her fifth senior sister.

We really can't let our guard down! I'd barely made a slight concession when Fifth Senior Sister was already thinking about how to hog all the food!

It's clear that my fellow disciples are no pushovers; they're full of tricks up their sleeves!

Fifth Senior Sister was stopped by Su Zhixiao again, so she quickly changed the subject, "Um... Xiaoxiao, since you and Xiaomu have already become Daoist partners... then..."

Do you know what Xiao Mu thinks of us senior sisters?

Su Zhixiao was taken aback, a pang of sadness rising in her heart, but she still lowered her eyes and whispered the truth:

"My brother said he would not let everyone down."

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"Oh my gosh~ Xiao Mu actually said that~" Fifth Senior Sister immediately cupped her burning face in her hands, fidgeting shyly, her eyes filled with surprise, and she smiled like a blooming flower.

Flowers in full bloom.

Only when Su Zhixiao cast a gloomy glance at her did she cough twice, trying to remain calm.

"So, Xiaoxiao, what do you think?" Third Senior Sister spoke up at the right time, her tone gentle.

Su Zhixiao lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, her voice muffled, carrying a hint of unwilling compromise:

"I...of course I want to have my brother all to myself, but I can't bear to see everyone sad...and I can't bear to see my brother in a difficult position."

She then emphasized sharply, "But I'll still get jealous! Xiaoxiao isn't someone you can easily get past!"

"I only told my senior sister that my brother and I had become Daoist partners in order to have a more legitimate reason to protect him as Daoist partners!"

Her words were "forceful," but her two senior sisters were so shrewd that they immediately knew she was eight or nine out of ten confident about the matter.

Hehehe~ With Xiaomu

Fifth Senior Sister chuckled to herself, dreaming of a bright future.

She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Xiaoxiao, you and Xiaomu have practiced dual cultivation, right? Tell your senior sister quickly, what was Xiaomu like... on the bed?"

Su Zhixiao's face instantly turned red: "Well, my brother... he's very strong, and... he's exceptionally talented. I... I'd have a hard time dealing with him."

Upon hearing this, the two senior sisters' eyes lit up immediately, and they both leaned closer, pricking up their ears.

"My brother is so energetic, I'm always the first to give in," Su Zhixiao said, her voice growing softer and softer until it was almost buried in her chest.

The two senior sisters were both surprised and delighted. The fifth senior sister exclaimed with a stern face, "I never expected that Xiao Mu, who is usually so gentle, would have such a...

Her fierce side! What should I do? My senior sister seems to like her even more. I wonder if I can handle it?

Su Zhixiao then realized what was happening and said, embarrassed and annoyed, "Senior sister! I... I didn't agree to you two being with brother!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." Fifth Senior Sister pleaded, but then turned to Third Senior Sister and winked, "Third Senior Sister, you tell me, what will happen then?"

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What if Xiao Mu is too powerful and knocks me unconscious?

The third senior sister smiled, a sly glint in her eyes, and whispered, "Isn't that simple? I'll just pull you off Xiao Mu then."

"Okay, let me take over."

"Senior sisters! You guys are so mean!"

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Chapter Sixty-Three: The End of the Script

Su Mu gently knocked on Consort Gu's door, carrying a food box, and a gentle voice immediately responded from inside: "Please come in."

Pushing open the door, one sees Gu Zhaorong sitting quietly on a futon, her hands forming a mudra, her eyes gently lowered.

A moon-white white dress covered her body, and because of her full figure, the dress looked particularly flattering and full.

The skirt hem outlined a heavy curve at the chest, and when she sat cross-legged, the skirt was stretched open to reveal a rounded silhouette.

The surrounding incense added an ethereal, otherworldly quality to her voluptuous figure.

Seeing that Aunt Gu was practicing her internal energy, Su Mu slowed her pace, placed the food box on a small table to the side, and waited quietly without saying a word.

A moment later, Gu Zhaorong slowly finished her practice, opened her eyes, and saw Su Mu. Her eyes immediately filled with a smile: "It's Mu'er! You've come at the perfect time. Aunt Gu just..."

"I'm getting a little hungry." She got up and walked to the coffee table, sitting down with a composed and elegant demeanor.

As Su Mu set out the dishes, she smiled and said, "I arrived at the perfect time, without disturbing Aunt Gu's meditation."

"How could I disturb you?" Gu Zhaorong said with a smile as she took the jade chopsticks, her voice rising softly at the end.

"Our Sleeping Flower Sect values ​​acting according to one's heart. Just now, smelling the aroma of Mu'er's food, Aunt Gu's heart was no longer on cultivation!"

As she spoke, she lightly tapped Su Mu's hand with her fingertips, "Besides, being able to talk to Mu'er for a while makes Aunt Gu happier than sitting around practicing martial arts. Cultivation, well, it's temporary..."

"It wouldn't hurt to leave it for a while."

"So Mu'er, don't be impatient. In the path of cultivation, moderation is key," she said with concern.

It seems that even while Aunt Gu was in seclusion, her thoughts were still on her. Just now, in the training ground, she and her two senior sisters...

Xiaoxiao must have seen all of this.

"Mu'er understands." Su Mu obediently replied, serving Gu Zhaorong a meal, "I will definitely learn to be more carefree in the future."

"That's wonderful." Gu Zhaorong's smile deepened, and she reached out to affectionately ruffle his hair. "Where's Xiaoxiao? Isn't she coming to eat with us today?"

"Xiaoxiao exhausted her inner energy this morning, and then sparred with her third and fifth senior sisters. She's already finished singing. I left her some food."

"Give her the food, and let her get some rest."

"I see... Then what about your master?"

"Master made progress in handling sect affairs today. She said she wanted to review more past files, so I don't need to prepare lunch for her." Su Mu paused.

He paused, then said with a slight hesitation, "But in my opinion, Master may have something on her mind and wants to be alone."

"It's alright. I know her best. She's just shy and embarrassed to ask me some questions."

Gu Zhaorong saw right through him. Su Mu also understood, guessing that Shen Qingshang probably wanted to discuss his cultivation with Aunt Gu, but was afraid of being questioned by her.

Auntie joked.

"Alright, since they're all too unlucky to enjoy the lunch Mu'er has prepared so carefully, then Aunt Gu will make the most of this rare time alone with them."

"It's all gone." She smiled, constantly putting food on Su Mu's plate, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

After the meal, she took a plain handkerchief and gently wiped Su Mu's mouth with a tender touch, revealing a maternal care.

"Mu'er," Consort Gu put down her handkerchief and got to the point, "Although I told you to follow your heart, Aunt Gu knows that you still have those memories in your heart."

Is the "one-word-one-method" approach correct?

"Aunt Shun is wise." Su Mu nodded. "After observing the demonstrations by Master, Senior Sister, and Xiaoxiao, I have indeed gained some insights, like fireflies flickering in my heart."

Fearing that the opportunity might be fleeting, I wanted to strike while the iron was hot and ask Aunt Gu for advice.

“Yes, indeed, it’s easiest to guide someone when they are first born.” Xiang Zhaorong nodded and stood up to lead Su Mu to the desk by the window.

“There are many schools of thought on formations in the world,” she said, picking up a brush and gently sketching on the rice paper.

"Such as the Demon-Subduing Formation of the Genshan Sect and the Righteous Sword Formation of the Qinglian Sword Sect, most of them require multiple people to be positioned at specific times and locations, and even rely on magical treasures."

Only then can it be formed, and the rules are complex. But the formations of my Sleeping Flower Sect emphasize being unpredictable, with everything forming an array.

"Take Xiaoxiao's Lotus Dance as an example. Its footwork is in harmony with the stars, and its sword movements form a barrier in a cycle. This is how sword moves are transformed into a moving formation."

The foundation of the formation is not metal or stone, but the footwork and sword intent; the core of the formation is not a magical treasure, but the heart that wields the sword. This is the 'wonderful application of the formation.'

Su Mu listened intently, and suddenly everything became clear.

"To understand the principles of array formations, one must first master talismans; to draw spiritual talismans, one must first practice one's brushwork." Gu Zhaorong handed the brush to Su Mu, who had already written a note on "Candlelight" beside her.

The talisman serves as a template; "Mu'er, try to imitate this talisman."

Su Mu dipped his brush in ink. Years of handling sect documents had honed his writing skills to a steady, refined level. Now, sketching the outline as before, he subtly infused his brush with true energy, creating a masterpiece.

He also copied the talisman to be eight or nine parts similar. With a stroke of the brush, the talisman was completed, and a faint spiritual light seemed to flow across the paper.

Approval flashed in Gu Zhaorong's eyes as she lightly picked up the talisman drawn by Su Mu with her slender fingers. "Mu'er is indeed talented."

With a slight twitch of her fingertips, she activated her own talisman, which immediately emitted a soft and steady light, like a candle flame, warm and enduring.

When she activated the talisman drawn by Su Mu, it suddenly burst forth with a blindingly bright light, like a blazing sun suddenly appearing, illuminating the quiet room.

Pale white!

Gu Zhaorong had anticipated this, and the instant the bright light shone, she turned and pulled Su Mu into her arms. Su Mu only felt a delicate fragrance wafting around her nose.

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His cheeks touched the delicate texture of her moonlit white dress, and the two warm, soft mounds beneath the robe.

The intense light lasted only a moment before suddenly going out, leaving only a faint smell of burning in the air.

Gu Zhaorong then released Su Mu, her fingertips tracing the now-ineffective talisman, covering her lips with a soft laugh, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mockery: "Mu..."

"This talisman, if used for a surprise attack to overwhelm the enemy, would be surprisingly effective."

After she finished laughing, her expression turned serious. "Mu'er's brushstrokes are already quite similar, but drawing talismans requires more emphasis on brush strength and composition. The strokes need to vary in pressure and speed."

Like breathing, rhythmic; each stroke must be precise, for a slight error can lead to a disastrous result.

She lightly traced the patterns on the talisman paper with her fingertips: "You can imagine that this talisman paper can 'breathe,' can 'react.' The brushstrokes on it are like a question, requiring understanding."

Listen to its response.

Su Mu seemed to be deep in thought, his gaze falling on Aunt Gu's slender, white hand, and a sudden thought struck him.

He took a step closer, lowering his voice: "Aunt Gu, I've heard that those with profound knowledge of talismans can use their bare hands as pens and their qi as ink..."