Chapter 673: I Said! Immediately

Chapter 673: Chapter 541: I Said! Immediately

Baimang Peak, one of the four Guest Peaks of Tushan, had always been reserved for Tushan’s most honored guests.

In a large, four-courtyard manor at the summit of Baimang Peak, Xiao Qing was still poring over the files on “Xiao Mo” that she had gathered in recent days.

But information about “Xiao Mo of the Demon Race’s World” was scarce, to say the least.

Xiao Qing had only managed to find that this Xiao Mo was sold to the Tushan Mansion in Xianhu City as a child.

Later, for reasons unknown, he had somehow become an Attendant to Tushan Jing Ci.

After that, when Tushan Jing Ci went to study at the Cold Mountain Academy, he went with her and even became her Scholar’s Attendant.

At this point, Xiao Qing understood that to Tushan Jing Ci, this Xiao Mo was far more than a simple Scholar’s Attendant.

Otherwise, how could Tushan Xinhua possibly allow a human—a man, no less—to be her daughter’s Scholar’s Attendant?

After all, the path to enlightenment for the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox clan was far too unique.

If they grew up as childhood sweethearts and feelings developed over time, it would be a huge problem.

Reading further, Xiao Qing found only one other record: Xiao Mo had once clashed with the Eldest Prince of the Celestial Demon Country at the Cold Mountain Academy. After that, there was nothing else.

However, when Xiao Qing learned that the Cultivation Technique Xiao Mo practiced was the *Great Dream of Yellow Millet*, she began to faintly grasp the bigger picture.

First, although the specific reasons were unclear, Xiao Mo must have done something to earn Tushan Xinhua’s high regard.

Otherwise, Tushan Xinhua would never have given Xiao Mo that copy of the *Great Dream of Yellow Millet*.

This was because the Tushan clan had an unwritten rule known to very few—whoever mastered the *Great Dream of Yellow Millet* would be married to the most outstanding woman of the current generation.

But based on Xiao Qing’s understanding of that old fox, Tushan Meng, it was highly likely she would refuse to acknowledge this rule.

In Tushan Meng’s heart, only Tushan’s interests mattered most. She would do anything to make Tushan stronger.

And in the current Demon Race’s World, the Demon Race and the Human Race were like fire and water.

Ordinary members of the Demon Race viewed humans as lowly slaves.

If Tushan Meng actually allowed Tushan Jing Ci and Xiao Mo to be together, setting aside how the other Demon clans would view Tushan or how they’d mock them behind their backs, the Tushan clan itself would never accept such a marriage.

At that point, on what grounds could Tushan Meng continue to lead Tushan at the apex of the Demon Race’s World?

‘The most troublesome part now is not knowing how Tushan Jing Ci truly feels about Xiao Mo.’

Xiao Qing’s brows furrowed slightly. She lifted her teacup and took a light sip, her expression thoughtful.

‘If Tushan Jing Ci genuinely likes Xiao Mo, too,’ Xiao Qing thought, ‘then if I were in Tushan Meng’s position, I would never let Xiao Mo return alive.’

‘But if Tushan Jing Ci has no romantic feelings for Xiao Mo, and it’s just Tushan Xinhua who admires the young man, then Tushan Meng might spare his life.’

‘After all, as a Cultivator who reached the Nascent Soul Realm before the age of thirty, his entry into the Upper Three Realms is practically a certainty. He could become a great asset to Tushan.’

Any power would be desperate to recruit such a genius as a Tributor.

‘What’s more, for Tushan, Xiao Mo would be a Tributor they know through and through, one they raised since childhood.’

‘It’s just that my status is too sensitive. Otherwise, I would have gone to the front lines myself long ago to see what’s really going on.’

Xiao Qing sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Right now, the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance and the other two major Demon Alliances were locked in a fight to the death, with war raging across the lands.

Although she was representing the Four Seas at Tushan’s Saintess inauguration ceremony, she was ultimately a neutral party and shouldn’t get involved in the internal strife of the Demon Race’s World.

If she were to rashly travel to the front lines, the implications would be entirely different, and it would only bring unnecessary trouble to the Four Seas.

Besides, the person in question was currently just a Cultivator named “Xiao Mo.”

There were countless people with the same name. A name alone was nowhere near enough to make her personally journey to the front lines.

‘I’ll wait for more news before making a decision…’

Xiao Qing gently shook her head, her tone betraying a hint of hesitation and restraint.

A few days ago, she had managed to obtain one of Xiao Mo’s personal belongings.

A person’s belongings would more or less retain a faint imprint of their soul.

Xiao Qing had personally set up an Array, placing a personal item left behind by Brother Xiao years ago and the object used by the current Xiao Mo inside it to await the result.

Barring any surprises, the outcome should be clear today or tomorrow.

“Sister Xiao Qing…”

Just as Xiao Qing was waiting patiently in her room, a Maid’s voice drifted in softly from outside the door.

“What is it?” Xiao Qing asked coolly, lifting her head.

“Sister Xiao Qing, it seems there’s some activity from the Array. Would you like to go see for yourself?” the Maid said slowly, a sense of urgency in her voice.

The moment the Maid’s words fell, the door was suddenly flung open. Xiao Qing had already transformed into a streak of light, darting toward the rear courtyard.

The Maid didn’t dare to delay and hurried after her.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Qing and the Maid, Han’er, arrived before the Array.

Within the Array, under its pull and activation, the old writing brush that Brother Xiao had left behind years ago was slowly revealing a golden thread as fine as a strand of hair, which trembled slightly.

From the clothing left by the Cultivator named “Xiao Mo,” a golden thread also emerged, its luster warm and faint.

Finally, as the two golden threads of Spiritual Power slowly drew closer and gently connected, melding into a single, indivisible ray of light, Xiao Qing’s pupils constricted, and her mind went instantly blank.

“Sister Xiaoqing… is something wrong with the Array?”

Han’er looked at Xiao Qing beside her, her eyes filled with nervousness and worry.

She didn’t know the purpose of the Array her Sister Xiaoqing had set up.

She had just never seen Sister Xiaoqing with such an expression before.

“Han’er!” Xiao Qing said slowly, her voice holding an irrepressible tremor.

“Sister Xiaoqing, Han’er is here.” Han’er immediately lowered her head, waiting respectfully for orders.

“Go and prepare at once! We’re leaving for Quicksand City immediately!” Xiao Qing’s heart began to pound faster and faster, like a drum.

“Quicksand City?” Han’er was taken aback, utterly confused. “Sister Xiaoqing, given our status as representatives of the Four Seas, won’t it be a problem if we go to Quicksand City so rashly…?”

“THAT WAS AN ORDER!!!”

Xiao Qing whipped her head around, her eyes red-rimmed. She clenched her fists, her face as pale as a sheet of paper. She stared intently at Han’er, her voice nearly out of control as she repeated.

“Immediately!”