Dai Xuan was well aware of the recent conflict between Dai Xiao and Feng Kang.
Not just in Yang City—rumors had spread throughout the upper-class circles of Jiangbei.
However, when the incident occurred, no one dared to record it on their phones.
In the end, it became a story passed by word of mouth, confined to small circles.
If there had been video evidence, it would have spread much further.
Feng Kang was now collaborating with ancient martial artists, and Dai Xiao had done something unforgivable to his wife.
There was no way Feng Kang would let that slide.
As for Dai Xiao—how would someone like him even know where to find rare spiritual treasures?
Most likely, the location had been deliberately leaked by Feng Kang’s people.
"How audacious! Do they really think having a few experts makes them some hidden aristocratic family?"
Dai Xuan’s expression turned icy.
Even though he knew Dai Xiao was in the wrong this time, that was a separate matter.
Feng Kang had dared to kill Dai Xiao—that was a public slap to the Dai family’s face.
If the Dai family didn’t retaliate, how could they maintain their standing in Jiangbei?
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Xu Mu had returned to the villa with Meng Wanyue.
After arriving, Xu Mu decided to focus on enhancing Meng Wanyue first.
After all, he had previously obtained a Qi Sea Pill from a lucky draw.
Though he had tasted it himself before.
"Wanyue, before the others return, I’m going to give you two opportunities."
As he spoke, Xu Mu took out a blue pill. "Take this."
"What kind of pill is this?"
Meng Wanyue approached, standing close to Xu Mu.
Xu Mu smiled. The Qi Sea Pill was a seventh-grade elixir—it made sense that someone like Meng Wanyue wouldn’t recognize it.
"It’s a first-grade pill I recently acquired. It strengthens the body."
"Thank you, Xu Mu."
Hearing it was only first-grade, Meng Wanyue relaxed and took it, swallowing it without hesitation.
She already owed Xu Mu too much—if it had been a high-grade pill, she would have refused.
The moment the pill entered her mouth, it dissolved into a surge of energy, rushing through her meridians.
Meng Wanyue’s eyes widened in shock. She turned to Xu Mu. "Xu Mu! This isn’t a first-grade pill!"
She could clearly feel the Qi inside her body surging like violent waves, crashing against her barriers.
The overwhelming medicinal effect left her dizzy and drenched in sweat.
Crack!
Meng Wanyue felt a breakthrough—a bottleneck shattered.
She couldn’t believe it. She had advanced to the mid-stage of Gang Qi!
But even then, the energy inside her continued to expand.
Her power was still increasing.
Tears welled up in her eyes. What kind of treasure had Xu Mu given her?
Finally, the energy settled.
Gasping for breath, Meng Wanyue’s cultivation stabilized at the latter half of mid-stage Gang Qi.
[Affection +30]
Wiping her tears with her sleeve, Meng Wanyue dropped to her knees before Xu Mu, pressing her delicate face against his leg.
"Xu Mu… you’re so foolish!" Her voice trembled. "Why would you give me something so precious?"
"Because you’re Meng Wanyue. My Meng Wanyue."
Xu Mu cupped her face with both hands. "Get up."
[Affection +20]
Meng Wanyue nodded softly and sat beside him, her head lowered.
"Xu Mu…" she whispered.
"Hmm?" Xu Mu smiled.
"If there’s anything… anything you need, just tell me. I’ll agree to it."
Her cheeks burned as she spoke.
Originally, she had wanted to say "if you have those kinds of needs."
But she couldn’t bring herself to say it—she wasn’t as shameless as Dai Xingluo.
A fleeting thought even crossed her mind—Why won’t Xu Mu just say it?
If he asked, I’d agree in a heartbeat.
"Wanyue, I have another opportunity for you."
Xu Mu took out the Earth-grade technique he had obtained earlier—Shadow Kill.
Since Meng Wanyue was originally an assassin, this technique suited her perfectly.
Looking at the black metal plate covered in strange symbols, Meng Wanyue couldn’t decipher it.
But the moment she touched it and channeled a trace of Qi, phantom images flickered before her eyes.
"This… Xu Mu, is this…?"
"Earth-grade technique—Shadow Kill." Xu Mu nodded.
Meng Wanyue’s hands trembled, and the metal plate clattered onto the carpet.
She was stunned.
An Earth-grade technique—what did that even mean?
If word got out, not just hidden aristocratic families but even secretive sects would fight over it.
In the ancient martial world, it could spark a bloody storm!
And Xu Mu was just… letting her cultivate it?
She almost blurted out—Xu Mu, just take me already.
Even if she served him ten thousand times, it wouldn’t be enough to repay him.
"No, no!" She shook her head violently. "Xu Mu, I’m not worthy!"
"I’m letting you train with it, not giving it to you. It still belongs to me."
Xu Mu glared at her. "Are you disobeying me?"
"I…" Meng Wanyue was at a loss for words.
She felt that even her life wouldn’t be enough to repay Xu Mu.
Standing abruptly, she faced him as he sat on the sofa.
"Xu Mu, let me do something for you. Anything."
She bowed deeply.
"Really?" Xu Mu grinned.
"Really…" Her face flushed.
"Then give me a massage. I need to relax."
Xu Mu led her upstairs to the bedroom.
Following behind, Meng Wanyue pouted slightly—then immediately caught herself.
She didn’t even know why she had made that expression.
What was she disappointed about?
Xu Mu had a wife. Keeping his distance was what a good man should do.
[Affection +20]
She shook her head. I’m such a terrible woman.
Ye Tong treated her so well, yet here she was, scheming to steal her man.
Disgusting.
Xu Mu lay face-down on the bed.
Meng Wanyue began working without delay.
About ten minutes later, she heard soft snoring.
"Asleep already?" she mused silently.
But it made sense. At lunch, Xu Mu had mentioned he hadn’t slept the previous night.
On top of that, his mind had been hyper-focused in the ruins—far more exhausting than a regular all-nighter.
After lunch, during the drive to Yang City, he had only dozed for an hour.
Just as she was about to quietly leave, Xu Mu turned onto his back.
Meng Wanyue gazed at his sleeping face and sighed. So handsome…
A smile crept onto her lips.
She envied Ye Tong so much.
Swallowing hard, she stared at Xu Mu’s face, unconsciously leaning closer—
Then she snapped back to reality.
First, she checked her phone, scanning the room for hidden cameras.
If Ye Tong found out she had kissed Xu Mu, she might kick her out.
Confirming there were none, she relaxed.
Bending down again, she inched closer, her heart pounding wildly.
Even during life-or-death missions as an assassin, she had never felt this nervous.
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