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Chapter 3117: Tea Ceremony and Philosophical Discourse, Mo Changxi Crossing the Tribulation

Release time 2025-03-06 07:15:31

Inside an ancient pavilion within the Yue Huang clan’s cultivation grounds.
Jun Xiaoyao, leisurely and serene, sat cross-legged in meditation.
Here we wait for the day of our marriage.
He knew that when the time came, the ancient Jinwu clan would definitely cause trouble.
But that was all part of his plan.
…while on a nearby artificial hill. …
Ye Tong sat there, still habitually whittling a wooden figurine to himself.
From time to time, she would steal a glance at you with the corner of her eye.
Since she came out, Jun Xiaoyao hasn’t fished for her or roasted meat for her.
She could only carve the wooden sculpture by herself.
At this moment, a melodious female voice suddenly came from outside the pavilion.
“Young Master Ye…”
“It’s Miss Mu, come in.” Jun Xiaoyao stood up.
The figure of Mù Cháng Xī appeared in his eyes.
She wore a moon-white cloud robe, never once attracting even a speck of dust.
Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching to her slender waist, as delicate as that of a beautiful serpent.
The complexion is crystal clear, the facial features delicate and flawless, with not a single blemish.
Every graceful step brought her curves to life, like a blossoming flower reaching for the sun. They seemed to possess their own vibrant energy.
Under the mask of Jun Xiaoyao, his eyes remained indifferent.
There was no deliberate avoidance, nor any hint of impropriety.
For he had once seen a Taiyin Holy Physique, Jade Chanjuan of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.
I have to say, this physique is amazing.
You say she’s fat, but where she should be thin, her limbs are as slender as willow branches.
You say she’s thin, but where she should be curvy, she stands out.
It seems like the Taiyin Sacred Body all look this way, angelic faces, devilish figures.
Otherwise, how could she be considered a rare beauty and be passionately pursued by the opposite sex?
He noticed Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze, neither avoiding nor deliberately staring.
Mu Changxi felt very surprised.
Because she hadn’t seen such eyes in a long time.
Those men who once pursued her did not display overt, fiery possessiveness.
that is, deliberately acting like a gentleman and avoiding eye contact.
Both of them, whichever one it is, made Mu Changxi feel uncomfortable.
And your carefree gaze was just right, it had the proper etiquette of normal appreciation yet didn’t seem deliberately offensive.
This, on the contrary, shows that Jun Xiaoyao doesn’t really have much thought for her. He seems carefree and open.
“Chang’e humbly intrudes, hoping the Night Master will not take offense.”
Mù Cháng Xī’s red lips parted slightly, her voice measured and polite.
“Where? I know that too,” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
“As a young woman, suddenly having to marry a man I don’t know very well is naturally a bit difficult to adjust to.”
“Although it’s just an act, it will obviously affect Mu girl’s reputation.”
“However, this is the arrangement of the Yuehuang Family. In fact, Ye doesn’t want to affect Miss Mu’s reputation either.”
Jun Xiaoyao’s words were gentle and reasonable, his manner graceful and elegant.
This gave Mu Changxi a strange sense of security.
And this sense of security is exactly what she has always lacked.
“Young Master Ye…”
Mù Cháng Xī was just about to say something.
Suddenly, something fell down.
Mu Changxi subconsciously looked, it was the head of a wooden doll.
Then, her gaze fell upon the Night Pupil who was sitting atop the artificial hill.
Even Mu Changxi held respect for Ye Tong.
This is the Black King, one of the Nine Kings of the Underworld, known as the Death God of the Nine Springs.

Jun Xiaoyao saw this and fell silent for a moment.
He really wanted to ask, was it intentional or careless?
Ye Tong didn’t say anything, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from where he stood.
Only then did Mu Changxi let out a slight sigh of relief.
With Night Eyes around, she found it hard to let go, feeling a sense of oppression.
“This Black King senior, is quite a character, isn’t he?” Mu Changxi lightly laughed, easing the awkwardness.
Jun Xiaoyao picked up the wooden puppet’s head from the ground and then said calmly, “Miss Mu, shall we have some tea and chat?”

Then, Jun Xiaoyao also boiled tea and made tea.
“Ye Gongzi is also fond of the tea ceremony. He is truly a refined and elegant gentleman.” Mu Changxi said.
She originally thought that as the leader of the assassin organization, Jiuquan existed.
Jun Xiaoyao should be the kind of cold and ruthless existence who kills without seeing blood, let alone talking about elegance and sentiment.
“To be able to share tea with Miss Mu, surely it’s something many people in Nan Cang long for but can’t have,” Jun Xiaoyao also said calmly.
After that, the two of them talked about anything and everything, freely exchanging ideas.
The original sense of strangeness gradually faded away.
Besides, Jun Xiaoyao is a scumbag and a player…
Oh no, he’s a seasoned player in the game of love.
For Meng Changxi, who had absolutely no emotional experience, that was naturally a dimensionality reduction attack.
However, Jun Xiaoyao didn’t deliberately flirt with her. He genuinely didn’t have any thoughts about Mu Changxi.
Others may want to use the Taiyin Sacred Body for cultivation.
For him, it was merely icing on the cake, not a decisive factor.
That Yu Chanjuan of the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm hasn’t been opened yet.
And as the conversation deepened.
Mù Cháng Xī felt increasingly surprised.
Jun Xiaoyao’s vision, knowledge, cultivation experience, etc., in all aspects.
It’s far beyond age and even realm limitations.
Before this, when she talked with Ye Yu, she also felt that Ye Yu was a little different.
But I always feel like what he said isn’t his own experience.
While you are carefree and your words flow naturally, all your cultivation insights come from your own experiences.
“This is the insight of a young emperor…”
Mu Changxi thought to herself.
Women, for the most part, are attracted to strong men.
The stronger you are, the more they will favor you.
Mu Changxi’s ideal type is someone who is elegant and aloof, looking down on everything.
Having sufficient strength can bring her a sense of security.
If any other man fancies her, he also has the capability to protect her.
And the Jun Xiaoyao before her eyes, it seemed, was slowly overlapping with the ideal type she had in mind.
Powerful, mysterious, transcendent.
And fearlessly facing the Jinwu ancient clan, he destroyed Lu Jiuya’s avatar with a single strike.
Thinking of this, Mu Changxi was slightly lost in thought.
“Evening Miss?”
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Mu Changxi, who seemed a little dazed.
He has always worn a mask and kept his face hidden.
Can it still attract the opposite sex?
If that’s the case, then it proves enough that Jun Xiaoyao definitely doesn’t eat by looking at faces.
Looks are just icing on the cake for him.
“I’m sorry, Young Master Ye…”

Mu Changxi came to her senses, a blush adorning her delicate face.

Her demeanor was a little different from her usual cool and aloof fairy air.
“By the way, Miss Mu is a Taiyin Sacred Body.”
“And I just happen to have the Taiyin Immortal Sutra, so I could exchange some words with Miss Mu,” Jun Xiaoyao said.
He had already obtained the Sun Immortal Scripture and the Moon Immortal Scripture before this.
But he had too many top-tier divine skills and techniques, these two were just casually pondered during his leisure time.
However, when combined with the Yin-Yang Dao from Kunpeng Immortal Techniques, it becomes quite suitable.
So recently, even when Jun Xiaoyao has nothing to do, he will still practice cultivation.
Mu Changxi was surprised, she didn’t expect that Jun Xiaoyao even had this kind of immortal scripture.
Their celestial imperial family naturally also had immortal scriptures.
but it’s the lunar scripture passed down from the Moon Queen.

It shares some similarities with the Taiyin Xianjing, but also has some differences.

After that, the two of them also began to exchange ideas and discuss.
Jun Xiaoyao’s ability to preach is naturally needless to say.
The merqueen, a figure of immense power and influence, sat demurely before him, as obedient and well-behaved as a model student.
This discourse once again refreshed Mu Changxi’s understanding.
Even, it made her suddenly enlightened, as if she had a eureka moment, feeling like all the blockages within her were opened.
Boom!
Above this cultivation holy land, black clouds pressed down, rolling ominously.
Meng Changxi, is she actually going to cross the Heavenly Tribulation!