Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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"N-nothing," Su Zhixiao shook her head, but tears welled up in her eyes from the sudden surge of emotion.

She raised her hand to wipe it away, her tone carrying a barely perceptible hint of frustration, "Brother, isn't Xiaoxiao very useless? Not only can she not help much when fighting the enemy..."

No matter how busy he is, he is still so vulnerable in matters like this.

Su Zhixiao is not usually a sentimental person, so her current vulnerability and self-doubt are likely manifestations of inner demons subtly influencing her emotions.

Su Mu understood immediately and gently stroked the top of her head: "How could that be? Xiaoxiao is the most dazzling little genius in our Mianhua Sect."

"To have reached the peak of Foundation Establishment at such a young age, and to show no fear even when facing Golden Core cultivators—how impressive!"

His fingertips gently traced her flushed cheeks, his tone tender: "In bed... Xiaoxiao is also very alluring. See, your brother can be so..."

This spirit is entirely thanks to Xiaoxiao.

Su Zhixiao followed his gaze and looked down, seeing the clear bulge in her lower abdomen. She burst into laughter through her tears and nodded vigorously, "Yes! Xiaoxiao knows..."

"I understand! Xiaoxiao will continue to work hard!"

As she spoke, she mustered her courage and tried in Su Mu's arms. Each "bang! bang!" knock on the palace door was made with force.

She bit her lower lip, trying to adapt, wanting to give more.

While cooperating with her, Su Mu stroked the soft, cloud-like surface of the palace.

When Su Zhixiao finally exhausted herself and could no longer hold on, he also released the barrier that was holding back the flood.

The white floodwaters poured down, irrigating the already rain-soaked paths within the palace, rushing straight into its depths, and filling the empty rooms.

The space was completely filled.

"Ugh!" With the last thrust, Su Zhixiao let out a soft moan, her body going limp like mud.

"Brother, Xiaoxiao loves you so much," she said, exhausted, her eyelids so heavy she could barely keep them open, her voice heavy with sleepiness, "but... good..."

"Can you hold me like this while I sleep, dear brother? My legs are too weak to stand up."

Su Mu tightened his arms, holding her sweaty body firmly in his embrace, pulled the quilt over them and covered them both, then pressed a kiss to her forehead.

A gentle kiss.

"Okay, go to sleep. Your brother will stay with you."

Su Mu gently patted Su Zhixiao's back to comfort her. The girl's breathing gradually calmed down, and Su Mu also felt relieved. Just then...

Su Mu's talisman flashed.

"Mr. Su, I apologize for disturbing you! My Genshan Sect has a request."

(Continued from Chapter 1)

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Chapter Forty-Nine: Let Me Be Your Apprentice

After handling the miscellaneous matters requested by the Genshan Sect, Su Mu returned to the sect and practiced dual cultivation with Xiaoxiao again, and also had a warm dinner with Aunt Gu. He watched her leave.

As she stepped into the secluded meditation room, Su Mu's heart calmed down a little.

The next morning, when the sky was just beginning to brighten and the thin mist had not yet dissipated, Su Mu had already gotten up.

Carrying a thick stack of documents from the library, he walked steadily toward the highest peak of the Sleeping Flower Sect.

He stopped in front of the tightly closed door, straightened his clothes, and gently knocked.

"Disciple Su Mu requests an audience with the Sect Leader."

There was a moment of silence inside the door before a response came:

"Enter."

The voice, transmitted through the door, still carried a slightly hoarse tone that was deliberately lowered, revealing no emotion.

Su Mu pushed open the door and entered. The light inside the hall was somewhat dim, with only a few rays of morning sunlight filtering through the high windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor. The air...

A faint sandalwood scent permeated the air, much like the aura of the sect leader—cool and aloof.

His gaze immediately fell on the huge screen deep in the hall, behind which a figure sat upright like a pine tree.

He stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Disciple Su Mu greets the Sect Leader."

The figure behind the screen moved slightly, and a clear, husky voice rang out again: "Su Mu, what brings you here today?"

Su Mu calmly replied, "Reporting to the Sect Leader, the sect's daily affairs are numerous and have been mostly handled by Aunt Gu in the past, with this disciple assisting from the side."

"Now that Aunt Gu has gone into seclusion for cultivation, these administrative matters will likely require the Sect Leader's personal attention for some time. Of course, this disciple will also..."

I'll be there to assist you.

He spoke slowly and gently placed the files he was holding on the table beside him.

A barely audible murmur came from behind the screen, seemingly tinged with some difficulty. "You... just handle it. I trust you."

This reaction was exactly as Aunt Gu had predicted. This sect leader was probably completely clueless about the affairs of the sect.

Su Mu had anticipated this, thinking that she might send a few elders to assist, but she never expected her to so readily relinquish all her authority.

Give it to yourself.

However, from a public standpoint, he couldn't allow sect affairs to stagnate; from a private standpoint, this was precisely the opportunity Aunt Gu had created for him to get close to the sect leader and investigate the truth.

This was a golden opportunity, one he couldn't afford to miss.

"Thank you for your trust, Sect Leader." Su Mu bowed again, his tone sincere. "This disciple will do his utmost to share your burdens. However..."

He revealed a perfectly measured worry, "The Gathering of Prodigies is about to begin, and I will need to accompany Xiaoxiao there. Aunt Gu is still in seclusion, but the sect..."

No matter how important the affairs of the sect should be neglected, not even for a single day. In case of urgent matters, the sect leader must ultimately review and make the final decision.

"Then please ask the elders to assist you. They can help you when the time comes."

"Sect Leader, you are wise," Su Mu interrupted her gently but firmly, "Our elders and uncles are naturally lazy... carefree and easygoing, and dislike being restrained."

I fear it will be difficult for him to sit comfortably at his desk for long.

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He knew the personalities of his senior uncles all too well, and Shen Qingshang, as the sect leader and their senior sister, was even more aware of this. He was speechless for a moment.

plug.

Seeing this, Su Mu seized the opportunity to persuade him earnestly: "Disciple understands, Sect Leader is skilled in swordsmanship and adept at guiding disciples in their cultivation; this is the essence of the sect..."

幸。

However, handling routine affairs is also an essential step in gaining a deeper understanding of the sect's operations and the needs of its disciples. Only by being familiar with resource allocation and homework arrangements can one truly master these skills.

Only by meticulously planning each and every task can we more accurately design the most suitable cultivation path for each disciple.

He gave an example: "For instance, the sect leader recently set a three-hour daily mandatory course for all the senior sisters. Our sect is currently short of members..."

However, cultivation resources are quite abundant. Even if a small portion is distributed equally, the resources each senior sister can enjoy likely far exceed those of the direct disciples of major sects outside.

"Furthermore, our sect's cultivation methods have always emphasized following nature and not forcing or demanding anything. Perhaps... appropriately reducing the time spent on forced cultivation will allow the senior sisters to..."

Adjusting to one's own condition can actually lead to more efficient results.

There was a moment of silence behind the screen before Shen Qingshang's voice came through, his tone carrying a hint of opposition, but it seemed more like he was considering things for him.

"I know the sect is currently well-off. But all of that is thanks to your hard work in negotiating and trading with other sects, accumulating resources bit by bit for the sect."

How can we squander the wealth we've accumulated?

These words, to Su Mu, didn't sound like the admonition of a sect leader, but rather like those of a virtuous wife who cherishes the hard-earned wealth of her husband.

It reveals a meticulous and thoughtful concern.

Su Mu's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. It seemed that although this sect leader avoided him at every turn, he was still concerned about the sect's treatment of him over the years.

Everything he did, however, was perfectly clear to me.

"Sect Leader, you are mistaken." His voice softened, carrying a hint of guidance, "My initial intention in going out to negotiate and manage affairs was to benefit the sect."

To be more prosperous, so that fellow disciples can cultivate without worry.

"While I was away, my senior sisters and uncles devoted themselves to the stability of the sect. Even during the sect leader's seclusion, they seemed... scattered."

Their progress was somewhat slow, but their cultivation levels hadn't suffered. These resources were rightfully theirs.

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"Hmm, you're right." Shen Qingshang was finally convinced and responded softly, then couldn't help but mutter a couple of complaints under her breath.

Her tone carried a hint of coquettishness that she herself was unaware of.

"You and Senior Sister Zhaorong have spoiled them too much, which is why they act so...playfully and unruly every day. Yesterday, Zhixiao even came to me to complain about them."

They said that during your seclusion, they were...rude to you.

"Now that you and Zhixiao have become Daoist partners, you can no longer let them run wild as before, otherwise I... that girl Zhixiao, my heart..."

The jealousy in his heart will likely be hard to quell.

"Disciple will respectfully follow the Sect Leader's instructions," Su Mu replied, a knowing smile flashing in his eyes.

Has she finally revealed a flaw, Fairy Shen?

But his expression remained calm and composed. The evidence was not yet conclusive, and he preferred to tease this Fairy Shen slowly, as before, and watch her...

How long can they keep up the act?

He steered the conversation back on track: "Sect Leader, you see, this is how you handle administrative affairs. It requires us to discuss things together, each expressing our own opinions, in order to find the right approach."

"To obtain the best strategy for the development of the sect."

"In this way, the sect leader will naturally be familiar with the disciple's thoughts and considerations. Even if the disciple is no longer in the sect in the future, the sect leader can still imagine what would happen if Su Mu were here."

"How should we proceed?" This will allow us to make a more comprehensive decision.

"Yes, what you say makes sense." Shen Qingshang was completely persuaded. After a moment of contemplation, he finally relented, "In that case, from today..."

"From now on, you shall assist me in handling these sect affairs."

"Yes! The sect leader is wise!" Su Mu replied, bowing.

"Hmm." Shen Qingshang, behind the screen, gave a soft hum, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew he couldn't win an argument with him; back in the village...

in this way.

He was only eight years old, but his words were clear and logical, always managing to charm her and make her unconsciously act like a little wife.

Yin listened to his every word.

It even fostered a degree of dependence and devotion.

But after emerging from seclusion this time, she truly felt her own powerlessness. She wanted to do something for him and for the sect, instead of simply hiding and running away.

avoidance

An idea gradually became clear in her mind.

She took a deep breath, trying to maintain the dignity of a sect leader in her voice, and slowly said, "Su Mu."

"The disciple is here."

"Over the years, you have assisted Senior Sister Zhaorong in handling sect affairs and managing businesses, making great contributions to the sect. Now that you are able to formally cultivate,

"From this day forward…" she paused, as if making a decision, "you shall officially begin your training under my guidance."

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the screen, landing on that tall, imposing figure, and she said, word by word, "You and Zhixiao will both become my disciples."

He is my personally taught disciple.

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