Why is the fairy who adopted me plotting against me?

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The suggestion was met with cheers. Shen Qingshang also snapped out of his daze.

Yes, no matter what the future holds, they are already an inseparable family. Thinking of this, a slight smile crept onto her lips beneath the veil.

Fan Xinran's delighted expression naturally caught Su Mu's eye, putting him at ease.

Taking advantage of the break before the banquet preparations, Su Mu took out the talisman book and informed Li Zhaoning and Hu Chanyuan, who were far away in Qingzhou City, of the news of his successful Foundation Establishment.

With Li Qinghan.

Li Qinghan's excited voice immediately came from the other end of the talisman: "That's great, Brother Mu! You were so powerful when you were practicing Qi Refining, now that you've reached Foundation Establishment, wouldn't that be amazing?"

That would be even more incredible! It's a pity you're not participating in the Prodigy Tournament as a contestant, otherwise you would definitely have amazed everyone!

Hu Chanyuan replied with a smile, "Qinghan, Mu'er could already hold her own against Golden Core cultivators when she was practicing Qi Refining. If she were to participate in the Heavenly Pride Gathering, wouldn't she become..."

Bullying a younger person?

Besides, given Mu'er's status, she's already on equal footing with the elders of various sects; it would be inappropriate for her to participate in sparring with the younger generation.

Li Zhaoning's calm yet gratified voice followed: "Chanyuan is absolutely right. Mu'er, focus on consolidating your cultivation. We'll arrive in a few days..."

"In Qingzhou City, I'll personally test your skills after you've reached the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Definitely," Su Mu replied with a smile, "I'll have a proper get-together with His Highness, Aunt Hu, and Qinghan then."

"It's a pity that Brother Mu can't spend Mid-Autumn Festival with us this year." Li Qinghan's tone was tinged with disappointment.

Su Mu comforted her gently, "Qinghan, I once heard a poem that I found very beautiful: 'May we all live long and share the beauty of the moon, though separated by a thousand miles.' Even though we are temporarily apart..."

But we gaze upon the same bright moon; our hearts are connected, and that is reunion.

Upon hearing this, Li Qinghan's tone brightened, "Yes! Brother Mu, I understand what you mean! Then let's go under the moon..."

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Thinking of the other person!

As night fell, the main hall of Mianhua Peak was brightly lit and filled with laughter and joy. A sumptuous Mid-Autumn Festival feast had been prepared.

At the long table, Sect Leader Shen Qingshang sat in the main seat, with Gu Zhaorong and Su Mu on either side, Su Zhixiao next to Su Mu, and the rest of the guests taking their seats in order.

The room was packed with people, and the atmosphere was lively.

Shen Qingshang raised his glass and stood up, his cool gaze sweeping across the room, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears: "Today, Su Mu has comprehended his own path and achieved..."

"The foundation has been laid, this is a great joy for our Sleeping Flower Sect. And it coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, a night of reunion, truly a double celebration."

"This banquet is not only to celebrate Su Mu's upcoming journey, but also to send Zhi Xiao off on her journey to the Heavenly Pride Gathering, and a joyous reunion for our clan. May Su Mu's path be smooth."

"May Zhixiao triumph at the Heavenly Pride Gathering, and may our sect prosper and endure forever!"

Su Mu and Su Zhixiao stood up together, raised their glasses in thanks, and said, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, fellow disciples! We will certainly live up to your expectations!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

Gu Zhaorong smiled and said, "Alright, don't be so serious. We said it was a celebration and farewell party for Mu'er and Xiaoxiao, but look at all this delicious food!"

Wasn't it prepared by the two of them?

She then looked at Shen Qingshang and said in a different tone, "Qingshang, as the sect leader, when are you going to show off your skills and set an example for us?"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh, and all eyes turned to Shen Qingshang.

Shen Qingshang remained calm, and to everyone's astonishment, he actually took out a plate of bright green food with a delicate aroma from the food box beside him.

The stir-fried greens were gently placed on the table.

"You...you really know how to cook?" Gu Zhaorong and everyone else were surprised, but Su Mu's eyes revealed understanding and warmth.

He remembered that during his time in the village, he had taught her a few simple dishes, and this stir-fried vegetable dish was the one she learned to cook the best.

Heart was also his favorite dish back then.

Shen Qingshang slightly raised his chin, his tone carrying a rare, almost playful, smugness: "Naturally better than some person who only knows how to talk."

"Be stronger."

This remark drew a burst of laughter from everyone, and Gu Zhaorong shook her head and chuckled as well, making the atmosphere even more harmonious. Everyone picked up their chopsticks and savored the dishes that carried their hearts.

The dishes, imbued with the flavors of family reunion, were highly praised.

After the banquet, everyone moved to the highest viewing terrace on Mianhua Peak. The night sky was clear, with a bright, full moon hanging high, its gentle light bathing all things.

It is edged with a soft silver. People lean on the railing to admire the moon, chatting casually, with bursts of soft laughter occasionally drifting through the air.

Su Mu stood leaning against the railing, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, a symbol of reunion, then looked at the smiling Su Zhixiao and the gentle Gu Zhao beside her.

Shen Qingshang, with his aloof and ethereal demeanor yet tender affection for him, and his fellow disciples who are both teachers and friends, showing him warm care and concern…

An unprecedented sense of satisfaction and peace filled my heart.

The journey is long, but with such good teachers, helpful friends, and confidantes by my side, I am not afraid of any storms.

Chapter Seventy-Five: Gun and Stick

As dawn broke, soft dappled light streamed into Gu Zhaorong's room. At the dining table, Gu Zhaorong gently set down her jade chopsticks and picked up a plain handkerchief.

Ya Di wiped the corner of her lips, her face beaming with satisfaction.

"Oh dear, the thought of not being able to enjoy Mu'er's cooking for a while makes Aunt Gu really sad." She looked at the woman sitting opposite her.

Su Mu, who had come to visit early in the morning with a food box, spoke with undisguised affection.

Su Mu smiled slightly, got up and began to clear the dishes, "Is Aunt Gu really determined to go into seclusion this time?"

Gu Zhaorong nodded, her expression turning serious: "Yesterday I witnessed you create that pressing character, and I saw you integrate it all, breaking through the formation and establishing your foundation with a single punch."

It deeply moved me. I felt a sense of unease. Perhaps this period of seclusion would provide an opportunity to glimpse the Nascent Soul realm.

"I see. But the Heavenly Pride Gathering is imminent, and I need to accompany Xiaoxiao there, so I'm afraid I won't be able to protect Aunt Gu." Su Mu's tone was slightly apologetic.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Zhaorong couldn't help but smile, giving him a playful, scolding look: "Silly child. You should just focus on keeping Zhixiao company. It's you two..."

She paused, her tone becoming more concerned, "I've already consulted a divination for this trip, and the divination indicates that everything within the sect is peaceful; you don't need to worry."

"Your heart. While there's no danger of bloodshed on your journey with Xiaoxiao, there may be some obstacles and setbacks along the way. You must be careful and cautious at all times."

"Don't worry, Aunt Xiang, I've got it." Su Mu solemnly replied, a warm feeling welling up inside her.

Aunt Gu was always like this, going to great lengths for the sect, for him and Xiaoxiao Sizhong. Thinking of this, he remembered that there was still something he hadn't given her.

He then took out a jade hairpin from his bosom, its surface smooth and its carving exquisite, and handed it to Consort Gu.

"This is..." Gu Zhaorong took the jade hairpin, her fingertips feeling its cool touch. She immediately recognized it as being crafted from the finest Tranquil Jade. She examined it more closely...

The flowing and graceful lotus pattern, every detail exudes a familiar feel, it is indeed Su Mu's work.

"A few days ago, Xiaoxiao and I were in Qingzhou City when we came across a piece of Ningxin jade of excellent quality, which was quite large."

"When Xiaoxiao and I came of age, Aunt Gu gave each of us a jade hairpin. Today, I reciprocate with this hairpin, hoping it will nourish Aunt Gu."

"May your mind find peace and enlightenment. Seeing you is like seeing us, just as Mu'er and Xiaoxiao are always by your side." Su Mu's voice was gentle, and her gaze sincere.

Holding the jade hairpin imbued with heartfelt sentiment and spiritual essence, Gu Zhaorong was instantly filled with immense emotion. Her fingertips gently caressed its smooth surface.

The jade's texture is so soft and gentle, it almost overflows with tenderness.

"Mu'er is so thoughtful. Would you please help Aunt Gu put it on?" Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of barely perceptible shyness.

Su Mu readily agreed, walked behind her, and gently removed the white jade hairpin that was originally in her hair, carefully placing the Tranquilizing Heart hairpin inside.

The jade book was inserted into her cloud-like hair.

Xiang Zhaorong picked up an exquisite diamond-shaped mirror and looked at herself. The mirror reflected a dignified and elegant face, radiant with joy.

The curve of her lips was so bright and radiant. And clearly reflected in the mirror was Su Mu standing behind her, watching her with a smile in her eyes.

Their eyes met in the mirror, silently conveying warmth and intimacy.

"Mu'er, is it pretty?" Gu Zhaorong asked softly, her tone filled with anticipation.

“Aunt Gu looks good in anything.” Su Mu’s answer was sincere and affirmative, which made Gu Zhaorong even happier.

Mu'er not only helped her comprehend the Dao, but also prepared such a thoughtful gift. She is truly considerate and lovable... She deserves to be rewarded.

Gu Zhaorong's heart stirred slightly. She turned around, gently placing her jade-like hand on Su Mu's shoulder, tilting her head up to look at him, her eyes shimmering with tears, her voice...

Her voice was so gentle it could melt hearts: "Mu'er, is there any reward you'd like for your kind intentions? Anything Aunt Gu can give you..."

Su Mu met her affectionate gaze and did not refuse. His gaze slowly moved downwards, finally settling on the shapely breasts encased in her palace dress.

Yingzhi whispered, "Aunt Gu... Mu'er wants to admire the magnificent snow mountain scenery one more time."

Gu Zhaorong's cheeks flushed, but she smiled sweetly and agreed, "Okay."

She gently parted her clothes, revealing her proud, snow-capped peaks and the two alluring blushes at their summits.

Like a red plum blossom in the snow, it quietly awaits the visit of a destined person.

Su Mu reached out, his fingertips carrying warm true energy, and gently covered the soft, smooth "snow," feeling the life-giving warmth beneath.

Heat and elasticity.

His hand moved slowly, like a devout traveler, gently tracing every curve and undulation, measuring the magnificence bestowed by the Creator.

Mountains and rivers.

Two thumbs, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, lightly grazed the most sensitive "core" of the formation, bringing a subtle yet profound shiver to the core.

The "snow mountain" seemed to tremble slightly, its peaks appearing as if the ice and snow were just beginning to melt, exuding fine, fragrant sweat that added to its crystalline luster.

"Aunt Ding..." Su Mu's voice lowered slightly, carrying a hint of eager exploration, "Mu'er wants to delve deeper into the mysteries of this snow mountain."

Feel the depth of its valley. "His gaze pointed downwards."

Gu Zhaorong was taken aback at first, then understood what she meant, and her cheeks became even hotter.

Where did this child learn so many tricks?

Though she felt a pang of annoyance, she showed no sign of refusal. Instead, she stepped forward and helped Su Mu remove his outer robe. His "spiritual root," already poised to unleash its power...

It stands proudly, brimming with vibrant life and intense energy.

"Mu'er, lie down comfortably, let Aunt Gu help you climb the mountain." Gu Zhaorong's voice was gentle and charming as she brought a soft pillow and placed it behind Su Mu's back so that he could be comfortable.

It's comfortable to lie on your back, and you can take in the beautiful "snow-capped mountain" scenery right in front of you.

"Thank you for your help, Aunt Gu." Su Muyu said with a smile, and her "spiritual root" throbbed gently, showing great vitality.

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"How naughty!" Gu Zhaorong said coquettishly, her slender hands guiding the scorching "spiritual root" slowly towards the hidden depths of the "snow mountain".

A secluded valley. The valley floor was deep and moist, with lush and supple mountain walls on both sides. The "spiritual root" there was quite large, and even when one was immersed in it, it still revealed a hint of its sharpness.

This shows that he is exceptionally gifted.

Gu Zhaorong gently cupped the "spiritual root" with her ample bosom, feeling the astonishing heat emanating from it; the "array eye" also radiated waves of heat.

A tingling, pleasant sensation.

She gripped the "snow mountain" with both hands and began to rhythmically rise and fall, helping Su Mu to experience the joy of "mountain climbing" more deeply. The deeper the obstacle, the longer the path...

The narrower and more confined the path, the more fascinating the exploration became. Su Mu's spiritual root moved freely through this warm and humid "secret realm."

Their orderly advance and retreat created ripples of joy.

After an unknown amount of time, even Gu Zhaorong, who had been actively guiding the process, was slightly panting, covered in fragrant sweat, and her "secret realm" was already overflowing with spring tide.

"Mu'er... have you finished exploring? Aunt Gu is a little tired." Her voice trembled beautifully.

"Aunt Xiang, hang in there a little longer, it'll be over soon!"

Su Mu launched his final, all-out attack, growing ever more swift and powerful. With a low groan, he channeled his purest "insights"...

It was poured out freely, like sweet rain, irrigating Gu Zhaorong's elegant and beautiful face.

"Mu'er's gift... is so abundant." Gu Zhaorong felt the warm, sticky touch on her cheek, and her "secret realm" below contracted violently, overflowing...

The flow was so strong that I completely lost all my strength.

Su Mu quickly steadied her soft body and was about to take out a handkerchief to wipe her when Gu Zhaorong gently pressed her wrist.