You and Brother Mu Have Crossed the Point of No Return

“Skills beyond just painting—I think other abilities count too.”

Xu Mu smiled and said, “Our goal is the same: we all want Huihui to have a good life. But can a man who relies solely on fighting to win her hand really be entrusted with her future?”

Jiang Sheng nodded gently. “You have a point. What do you suggest?”

“If the total score is a hundred, then fighting should account for about seventy or eighty points. The rest should come from other personal skills.”

Xu Mu thought for a moment before continuing, “That way, the final winner would be someone not only strong but also skilled in other areas. That’s better than just someone who only knows how to fight, right?”

Jiang Sheng stroked his chin thoughtfully. It was indeed a good idea.

He was confident that the sect members would agree too.

Jiang Xingjun and Zhou Shui exchanged glances and nodded quietly to themselves.

Usually, those spoiled rich kids might have decent cultivation levels.

After all, with powerful elders behind them, they could forcibly improve using rare treasures.

But when it came to other skills, those guys were definitely too lazy to learn.

Though this method wasn’t perfect, at least it could filter out most unreliable candidates.

“Xu Mu! What do you mean? You don’t actually agree with my proposal for a martial contest to win the bride, do you?”

Jiang Huihui pointed at Xu Mu and snapped coldly, “Do you think you’re worthy of me?”

Xu Mu noticed the sharp gazes from the Jiang family and hurriedly replied, “I haven’t done anything to wrong you.”

“Alright, Huihui, that’s how we’ll settle this.”

Jiang Sheng stepped toward Jiang Huihui and grabbed her shoulder. “I’ll take you back to your room.”

“Senior, since everything is settled, I suggest you let Huihui go.”

Xu Mu smiled.

“This is our family’s affair. You don’t need to interfere. You all may leave now.”

Jiang Sheng waved at Xu Mu dismissively.

Xu Mu nodded. Since they were sending him off, there was no reason to stay any longer.

Chen Xuan was eager to leave too. Holding a woven bag in one hand, he patted Xu Mu’s shoulder. “Let’s go.”

“Farewell, everyone.”

Xu Mu turned and descended the mountain with Chen Xuan.

On the way down,

Chen Xuan glanced at Xu Mu and smiled faintly. “Mu bro, if it were me, I’d have left long ago. You’re really polite.”

“After all, Jiang Huihui is my friend.”

Xu Mu shook his head and then said, “Let me treat you to some fried chicken.”

“Then I won’t refuse.”

Chen Xuan grinned.

Thinking back, when he was on the mountain, only his master and occasionally his senior sister came to visit.

The rest were widows and elderly folks from nearby villages.

He hadn’t made any friends yet, but Xu Mu gave him a pretty good impression.

……

“Old Deng! Let go of me!”

Jiang Huihui kept struggling.

“Girl, do you like that guy?”

Jiang Sheng released Jiang Huihui and asked with a smile.

“Which guy?”

“Don’t play dumb. I’m talking about Xu Mu, of course. Or do you fancy Chen Xuan?”

Jiang Sheng took a few more puffs from his pipe.

“Who likes him? We’re just ordinary friends!”

Jiang Huihui snapped fiercely.

That Xu Mu clearly came to ruin the marriage, yet now it had turned out like this because of him.

“I think that guy likes you, but unfortunately, you two are destined to never be together,” Jiang Sheng said helplessly.

“Why not?”

After Jiang Huihui finished asking, she suddenly covered her mouth, her face flushing slightly.

“Because he’s an ordinary person, not a martial artist. Even if this time I tailor all other skills specifically for him, he still wouldn’t win.”

Hearing Jiang Sheng’s words, Jiang Xingjun and Zhou Shui standing nearby both looked somewhat disheartened.

In this world, strength ultimately rules.

“Who says he’s not a martial artist?” Jiang Huihui suddenly snapped coldly.

Jiang Sheng forcefully blew out a puff of smoke from his cigarette. “Do you think I’m some fool? You really think I wouldn’t know if he was a martial artist or not?”

Jiang Huihui put her hands in her pockets and looked at Jiang Sheng. “Do you know how I entered the Divine Ability realm?”

Jiang Sheng frowned. “How?”

“Qi Sea Pill! Xu Mu gave me a Qi Sea Pill.”

Jiang Huihui said calmly, “This kind of pill can let an ordinary person leap directly into the martial artist realm. If he could give me one, do you think he wouldn’t take one himself?”

“Really?”

Jiang Sheng’s eyes widened in disbelief.

A seventh-grade Qi Sea Pill isn’t something just anyone can produce.

Even geniuses would save such a pill for breaking through to a higher realm.

How could he just give one away?

And to someone he wasn’t even related to.

“I swear to you, my entire family would be dead if I were lying!”

Jiang Huihui raised her hand and swore.

“Damn it! So that means it’s us who’d be dead?”

Jiang Sheng tapped Jiang Huihui’s butt with his pipe.

But he knew his granddaughter well.

She would never lie about something like this.

“Looks like this kid is hiding a lot beneath the surface. Could it be that he has some secret cultivation method?”

Jiang Sheng muttered to himself.

While he was pondering, Jiang Huihui suddenly dashed down the mountain.

“Should I go after her?” Jiang Xingjun asked calmly.

“Forget it. Every time I tell you to chase her, when have you ever caught up?” Jiang Sheng glanced at Jiang Xingjun. “Still, this Xu Mu is getting more and more interesting.”

……

Xu Mu was eating with Chen Xuan at a restaurant at the foot of the mountain.

It had to be said, the chicken here was firmer and more flavorful than the ordinary chicken sold in the market.

Just then, Xu Mu’s phone vibrated. He glanced at it and saw it was a call from Jiang Huihui.

“Huihui, what’s up?” he asked with a smile.

“Where are you guys now? I just ran down from the mountain,” Jiang Huihui said, slightly out of breath.

“I’m at your family’s restaurant,” Xu Mu replied between bites.

Before long, Jiang Huihui arrived. She grabbed Xu Mu’s arm. “You still have the nerve to eat? Take me away now!”

“No rush. It’s such a big portion; it’d be a waste not to finish it,” Xu Mu said, pulling out his car keys. “How about you hide in my car first?”

Jiang Huihui nodded, took the keys, and left.

By the time Xu Mu and Chen Xuan finished eating, Jiang Xingjun and Zhou Shui strolled over slowly.

They didn’t ask about Jiang Huihui’s whereabouts.

After finishing their meal and getting into the car, Xu Mu noticed Jiang Huihui lying in the back seat.

He shook his head slightly. Clearly, Jiang Huihui’s family had no intention of stopping her; otherwise, she wouldn’t have made it down the mountain.

Xu Mu started the car and turned around to leave.

Only then did Jiang Huihui sit up.

“Xu Mu! I thought you’d at least manage to mess up my wedding, but instead, you go and challenge them to a martial arts contest to win my hand.”

Jiang Huihui’s face showed a hint of displeasure.

But she didn’t blame Xu Mu. Ever since she reached the Divine Power realm and spoke with Jiang Sheng, she had known the truth.

The reason Jiang Sheng agreed to the bet back then was that he believed she wouldn’t be able to pull it off.

“Jiang Huihui, I actually have a solution to your problem,” Chen Xuan, sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned around with a smile.

“What? You’re not seriously asking me to marry you, are you? Don’t even dream about it,” Jiang Huihui crossed her arms and said coolly.

“Don’t dream either—I only have eyes for my senior sister. The rest of the women are nothing but dirt to me,” Chen Xuan paused, then added, “My plan is this: you and Xu Mu get involved, become an item. When you’re showing with a big belly, who else would dare to marry you?”