Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me

"You're back? What about that girl, Nanzhi?"

Under the shade of the trees in Taichu Hall, Pei Wanyu, playing chess with Huang Ningshang, glanced at the approaching Lu Jin'an with a gentle expression.

"She's returned to Qingmiao Palace."

Lu Jin'an said with a chuckle.

Seeing his light-footed gait, Pei Wanyu couldn't help but tease, "It seems you had a joyful time with Nanzhi."

"Indeed, revisiting the old places where everyone remains unchanged—is that not a blessing?"

Lu Jin'an sat on one side of the stone table, poured himself a cup of tea, and glanced at the chessboard, "Mother-in-law, you're about to lose."

Huang Ningshang shot him a glance, "Stop talking, I won't lose."

Oh, she seems quite competitive with her Master?

Lu Jin'an raised an eyebrow, while Pei Wanyu continued to ask, "Did you escort Nanzhi back to Qingmiao Palace?"

"Yes."

"Then why didn't you take the chance..." Pei Wanyu paused, her eyes playful.

"Take what chance?" Huang Ningshang lifted her gaze towards Pei Wanyu.

"Hurry and decide your move; it has nothing to do with you." Pei Wanyu spoke leisurely, pulling Lu Jin'an's hand, leaning forward to whisper, "Don't tell me you're planning to eat last?"

Lu Jin'an smiled silently, and Pei Wanyu understood the little rebellious disciple's thoughts, immediately giving him a playful glare.

Quite good at planning.

"Where's Senior Sister?"

Lu Jin'an asked lazily, although he hadn't seen the scene of Masters playing rock-paper-scissors, yet before parting with Nanzhi, the young lady told him to return and find Senior Sister.

Surely, Senior Sister is second.

"Do you need to ask me?" Pei Wanyu crossed her right leg over her left leg, "With your instant thought, you can easily find an ant; can't you find Qingyue?"

"Oh, that's so uninteresting."

Lu Jin'an shook his head, "It's still enjoyable to chat."

Upon hearing this, Pei Wanyu teased, "Then why did you cultivate to such a high realm?"

"To return to simplicity."

Lu Jin'an giggled, "So, where's Senior Sister?"

"Here."

A sudden familiar icy tone clashed with a series of "boo-hoo" sounds.

Lu Jin'an and Pei Wanyu both looked over, seeing Mu Qingyue, who appeared behind Huang Ningshang, holding one hand over Huang Ningshang's red lips, looking as if she wanted to drag her aside.

"What are you doing?" Lu Jin'an asked curiously.

"Helping mother."

"Helping?" Lu Jin'an's eyelids twitched. Since learning about Senior Sister's truest side, he became particularly sensitive to such words from Mu Qingyue.

He restrained himself from looking at Huang Ningshang, gently asking, "Help with what?"

Mu Qingyue slowly said, "Mother understands the Sword Dao. During the month you were away, she sparred with Sword Immortals of Lin Yuan Sword Sect, nearly matching Sect Master Qi."

"So strong?" Lu Jin'an looked slightly surprised at the red-lipped Huang Ningshang.

Huang Ningshang pried Mu Qingyue's hand away, "The Heavenly Dao of Yunding was too minimal before; now with your guidance, it's ascending near Outer Heaven. Although you've temporarily confined the Endless Maze awaiting completion of your Great Dao, it greatly benefits the cultivation of Yunding Hundred Clans. Moving forward, non-Human Clan practicing swordsmanship won't be an issue."

Lu Jin'an nodded, then heard Mu Qingyue say, "With the world stable now, I want mother to preside over the Sword Immortal Ceremony, to re-establish the ranking of Sword Immortals in the world.

The world, headed by Lin Yuan Sword Sect, also hopes for this."

She paused and continued, "Sect Master Qi is accompanying his wife in her last moments after losing all cultivation, so I want mother to preside, but she's unwilling."

"Then I can preside." Lu Jin'an said quietly, "I already know your intentions."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Junior Brother... Don't disappoint me."

A fortnight later, at the center of Chang'an Domain, in Tianjian City.

All sword cultivators of the world gathered.

Since the Sword Immortal rankings were to be reestablished, Lu Jin'an expanded the Sword Scripture event, allowing sword cultivators of different realms to participate and compete.

On the north side of Tianjian City, in a pavilion.

In front of the large one-way perspective floor window, Huang Ningshang wore a deep black, ornate Ru skirt, her glossy, smooth hair tied in a high bun, two strands falling gracefully at her cheeks, the tips lightly brushing her jade-like delicate clavicle.

She radiated mature grace and elegance, yet exuded an indescribable cold allure.

But at this moment, her beautiful face bore a trace of sorrow as she watched Mu Qingyue's figure outside during the Sword Immortal competition. Her stunning face looked somewhat pale, lightly biting her lip, making her lips appear even more breathtakingly vivid.

The saying goes, "To be beautiful, wear mourning clothes," and this is perfectly fitting for Huang Ningshang right now. Her beauty and dignity, as well as her cold aloofness and worry-laden sorrow, were tantalizingly alluring.

"Sister, it's time to make a decision, right?"

On a soft chair by the long table behind, Pei Wanyu leaned into Lu Jin'an's embrace, feeding him strawberries, spoke in a meaningful tone to Huang Ningshang: "Qingyue must secure first place in this Sword Immortal Ceremony to save you, yet her realm is only Late Divine Presence, how difficult is it to secure victory among so many Divine Hidden Sword Immortals?

You wouldn't want her to encounter any mishap in the Sword Immortal Ceremony, would you?"

Huang Ningshang took a deep breath, turned back with an ethereal gaze at Pei Wanyu, "So, you surrendered to him?"

Pei Wanyu laughed lightly, "The Heavenly Emperor Your Majesty rules the world, the whole world at his command; even the Dragon Clan has submitted, let alone our Black Phoenix Clan?"