Chapter 117 - 114: You Still Don’t Believe It

Chu He felt thoroughly miserable. However, he quickly forced himself to calm down. Back when Ling Qingxue was privately engaged to Mo Qianqian, Chu He couldn’t have her, nor could he do anything about it. Now, even if Ling Qingxue really ended up with Asura, he shouldn’t let it change him.

On the other side, Ye Xiao was also bewildered. It wasn’t that he had feelings for Ling Qingxue. Rather, hadn’t Ling Qingxue previously asked him to kill Asura? And if he couldn’t kill him, he was supposed to take off his mask. But now, Ling Qingxue actually wanted to get together with Asura?

"That woman!" Shi Muyao was furious.

First, she was entangled with her husband, Mo Qianqian. Now, she wanted to get together with Elder Asura, the man Shi Muyao was starting to have designs on? She would never allow it!

Hearing Ling Qingxue’s words, Mo Qianqian’s eyes narrowed, and murderous intent involuntarily welled up in his heart. He thought, "Ling Qingxue wants to get together with me? I’m afraid she just wants to use a honey trap to deceive me like before."

If it were the old him, he might have believed her words. But now, he wouldn’t buy it at all. He knew exactly what kind of person Ling Qingxue was—someone who would resort to any means necessary for her own benefit!

"Everyone!" Mo Qianqian swept his gaze over the crowd before looking at Chu Yiming. "Thank you all for your recognition. However, I, Asura, already have a master. I have no intention of taking another master for the time being, nor do I plan to join any faction right now."

"A master!" Hearing Mo Qianqian’s words, Chu Yiming finally recalled that he had heard some rumors about the Asura of the Southern Wilderness before, but he hadn’t paid much attention to them. He hadn’t confirmed whether Asura had a master backing him, either.

To think that Asura actually had one. Since he already had a master, taking another would involve many taboos.

The others shared similar thoughts. However, even more people were astonished that Asura didn’t plan to join any faction. If he did join one—picking any at random—he would receive immense benefits and the companionship of talented beauties. They wondered what was going through Asura’s head. Was he just too young? Too naive to appreciate the allure of beautiful women?

"I wonder what kind of supreme expert your master is to have taught such a disciple. We would love to pay him a visit," Chu Yiming asked sincerely. Given how monstrously talented Asura was, his master was likely a Third-Grade Spirit Master as well.

"My master is used to living like a free spirit and doesn’t like to get involved in worldly affairs. Therefore, I will not reveal his name. I ask Elder Chu and everyone else for your understanding!" Mo Qianqian cupped his hands in a polite salute.

He thought, "I don’t have a master at all, so how could I give a name? If I made one up, what would I do if Chu Yiming and the others actually tried to visit?"

"That is a bit of a pity. Since you are unwilling to join for now, little brother Asura, we won’t force you," Chu Yiming said. "Now, we will distribute the rewards. Please continue to enjoy the banquet, little brother, and mingle with everyone."

The form of address had changed, as becoming his master was no longer possible. Of course, Asura himself had said this was only temporary. There was still hope for the future, especially after he found the medicinal ingredients and got someone to refine the Third-Grade Elixir, the Spirit-Breaking Pill.

Someone came on stage and handed five Third-Grade Superior Elixirs to Mo Qianqian, making everyone green with envy. These rewards were simply too lavish! Mo Qianqian also felt a surge of joy in his heart. With these rewards, he was finally considered wealthy. If he gave these elixirs to the Yuling Sect Master and the Slaughterer with the Evil Blade, it might even help them break through to the next cultivation realm! However, he still needed to think carefully about exactly how to use them.

Accepting the elixirs, Mo Qianqian stepped down from the stage.

Before he could even reach his seat, the Third Princess and several people from various factions began to move, raising their glasses as they walked toward his table.

"Elder Asura, you were amazing!" Shi Muyao said with a blushing face the moment Mo Qianqian arrived at his seat.

"He is handsome, but I still prefer Mo Qianqian. I love that feeling of how he dares to fight and kill, slaughtering his way wherever he goes," Lao Liu, who was sitting nearby, chimed in.

Mo Qianqian was speechless. He thought, "Isn’t Lao Liu still talking about me?"

However, he didn’t know if Lao Liu was saying this on purpose. In his true identity, he didn’t have much interaction with Lao Liu, so it wasn’t like Lao Liu could actually like him, right? It was highly likely that Lao Liu was just being sarcastic to remind Shi Muyao of her place.

Sure enough, Shi Muyao froze and immediately became reserved again. She was a married woman, after all, but...

"Little brother Asura, could you come and visit my Imperial Palace some other day?" The Third Princess quickly arrived, holding a wine glass and smiling as she walked over with her enchanting figure.

It wasn’t just the Third Princess; many others had already begun walking toward him. Among them were Ling Qingxue and Nangong Ling from the Tai Xuan Academy.

"The Ling family also welcomes Master Asura at any time." Ling Qingxue, dressed in white as pure as snow and looking stunningly beautiful, led a group of people over and said, "Please forgive any previous offenses, Master Asura. I raise a glass to you."

As she spoke, Ling Qingxue raised her cup and downed it in one gulp. Mo Qianqian’s heart hardened.

"Master Asura can come to the Tai Xuan Academy to talk to my master. Our Tai Xuan Academy might be able to offer you a bright future." Nangong Ling shook her small head, adorned with a little bell hair accessory. Her voice was crisp and melodious, ringing in the ears. She didn’t show any flattery or hidden intentions, nor did she hold a wine glass. She was speaking on behalf of the Tai Xuan Academy.

Mo Qianqian’s gaze shifted to Nangong Ling. Aside from her girl-next-door charm and petite figure, no matter how hard he looked, he couldn’t see any talent related to the Supreme Yin in her. However, since she was the top disciple of the Tai Xuan Academy and highly regarded by the mysterious woman, Nangong Ling was definitely not simple.

"If this child isn’t saved soon, it will be too late," the mysterious woman’s voice suddenly echoed in Mo Qianqian’s ears.

"The Ten Thousand Spirits Pavilion is always ready to cooperate with Master Asura!"

In that brief moment of Mo Qianqian’s daze, Wanya also walked over with elegant steps. Lieqi, Lie Yao, Yu Wenjingtian, and the others were also quickly approaching. Women from other minor factions and various geniuses continued to converge on his location. The female disciples, in particular, all wanted to strike up a conversation with Mo Qianqian.

Sitting beside him, Shi Muyao was already boiling with jealousy, suddenly feeling an immense amount of pressure.

"Ask to meet her alone!" the mysterious woman’s urging voice rang out again.

He thought, "Alright!"

Mo Qianqian finally made a decision. Whether they would be friends or enemies in the future was a matter for another day. Saving Nangong Ling’s life might prevent the Tai Xuan Academy from getting involved in his feud with the Ling family, despite Ling Qingxue currently being one of their disciples.

"Thank you all for your trust! I, Asura, will pay a visit to your doors another day!" Mo Qianqian cupped his fists to the surrounding crowd and responded politely.

Of course, this was directed at the Third Princess, Wanya, and the others—not at Ling Qingxue. His words carried no intention of accepting or rejecting, giving all the factions enough face. Having said that, Mo Qianqian then looked at Nangong Ling and asked, "Miss Nangong, could we meet alone tomorrow?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding crowd was stunned. What did that mean?

With so many people extending invitations, Asura hadn’t given a specific answer to anyone, yet he singled out Nangong Ling to ask for a private meeting? Did Asura have feelings for Nangong Ling? Or did he have an interest in the Tai Xuan Academy?

"Wow! I told you as soon as Nangong Ling walked in. With that look in Master Asura’s eyes, he definitely likes Nangong Ling, but you guys didn’t believe me," Lao Liu said from the neighboring seat, a voice full of intrigue.