Chapter 321: The Other Woman, Is It Her?

On the grass of the Grotto-Heaven, Lin Xun lay flat on his back.

He looked up at the starry sky.

Beside Lin Xun, Mo Wenwen lay on her side, covered with a blanket, her small hand pillowed under her head as she slept soundly.

Looking at the pool water that had long since turned clear, then at the young girl beside him, and finally recalling what had happened before, Lin Xun wiped his face hard.

The Dragon Blood Body Tempering was very successful; Lin Xun felt that his physical constitution had become much stronger.

However, Lin Xun didn’t dare to think too much about everything that had happened in the pool.

It was a mistake, a huge mistake.

Because of this mistake, Lin Xun didn’t know how to face Mo Wenwen.

Perhaps…

It might have been much better if he had broken through his Realm and left the Rootless Secret Realm right then.

But if he had done that…

Lin Xun knew that he would have completely lost his chance at the rootless fruit.

Furthermore, he wouldn’t have been able to obtain the medicinal ingredients to treat Wang Xing.

And if he had left, Mo Wenwen would have certainly died in the Spiritual Spring.

Forget it, no matter what choice he made back then, it was in the past, and there were no “ifs” anymore.

The final outcome was that he didn’t leave, and then his innocence was gone.

So what now?

Lin Xun glanced at Mo Wenwen beside him, his heart filled with extreme complexity.

Finally, Lin Xun gave up thinking and brushed a layer of honey onto the rabbit on the roasting rack.

On the grass, there was only the crackling sound of firewood.

Half an incense stick’s time later, Lin Xun felt a slight movement from the girl beside him!

Lin Xun was startled.

But he continued to pretend to roast the rabbit, acting as if he didn’t know.

The girl lying on her side on the grass furrowed her willow-leaf brows, then slowly relaxed them as her beautiful eyes gradually opened.

The girl’s eyes were filled with a bit of confusion at first, but soon, those beautiful eyes gradually brightened.

As she gradually woke up, the girl slowly recalled what had happened in the Spiritual Spring.

Mo Wenwen lightly bit her lower lip and pulled the thin blanket covering her body upward.

One had woken up but pretended not to.

The other found out she was awake but pretended not to notice.

The two remained in a stalemate for another half an incense stick’s time, neither being the first to speak.

Finally, Lin Xun really couldn’t take it anymore: “If you’re awake, come over and eat something; it can replenish your spiritual power.”

“Mhm.”

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wenwen took out a new set of Daoist robes from her Storage Pouch, put them on, and sat down beside Lin Xun.

Neither of them spoke, just looking at the roasted rabbit in front of them, which emitted an aroma of cumin and honey.

“Um… we…” Lin Xun spoke tentatively.

“That was an accident.”

Mo Wenwen stated definitively.

“I don’t like you, and you don’t like me. In the Spiritual Spring, it was only because of the Dragon Blood. So, let’s just forget about this matter.”

Lin Xun: “…”

Lin Xun had countless thoughts, even considering taking responsibility for her, then going home to kneel on a washboard and asking Qinger to allow him to take a concubine.

But he didn’t expect her to be so open-minded; Lin Xun even felt as if he was the one whose innocence had been defiled.

“Fellow Daoist, there is no need to think further on this matter.”

Sensing Lin Xun’s silence, Mo Wenwen continued.

“This matter started because of me. You jumped into the Spiritual Spring to save me. Furthermore, if not for you, I would have died from the Dragon Blood incinerating my body.

So, you saved me. As for the rest, it was just an accident.

As Cultivators, we don’t need to care about these things. To me, the body is just an external shell, nothing more.”

“…”

Lin Xun wanted to say something, but he found he didn’t know how to start.

How should he put it?

Since the lady herself didn’t care anymore, if he kept dwelling on it, it would seem a bit pretentious.

But why did he always feel like something was still not quite right?

“Are you Lin Xun? That Lin Xun from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect?”

Mo Wenwen didn’t dwell on the matter any longer and changed the subject.

“That’s right, it’s me.”

Lin Xun sighed and took off his mask.

Now that things had come to this and that had happened, it would indeed be unreasonable to keep hiding his identity.

Looking at Lin Xun’s true appearance, Mo Wenwen’s eyes blinked. “Rumor has it that Lin Xun is a lecher? That there are many women who have been taken by the Young Master.”

Lin Xun’s brow twitched slightly. “That’s just a rumor! Including you, there are only tw—”

As he reached the end, Lin Xun felt that what he was saying was a bit inappropriate, so he shut his mouth.

However, Mo Wenwen already understood what Lin Xun meant.

Mo Wenwen lowered her head.

Although Mo Wenwen didn’t know who the first one was.

Hearing that there were only two, for some reason, Mo Wenwen felt an inexplicable joy in her heart.

“Why feel this way…” Mo Wenwen sighed softly, dispelling that trace of joy in her heart.

“What did Miss Mo say?” Lin Xun asked.

“Nothing, just a reflection,” Mo Wenwen shook her head. “Fellow Daoist Lin, you saved my life twice. What reward do you require?”

“No need, let’s leave it at that.” He had taken her body; to ask for a reward on top of that would be too inhuman.

“No,” Mo Wenwen understood Lin Xun’s meaning but firmly refused. “An accident is an accident, and a life-saving debt is a life-saving debt. The two cannot be conflated.”

“…” Lin Xun turned to look at Mo Wenwen and found her expression very serious.

At this moment, Lin Xun realized that Mo Wenwen wanted to completely sever ties with him and settle everything now, not wanting to be entangled because of the accident.

“In that case, I will ask for a Yin-Yang Creation Pill from the Fuchen Holy Land. How about that?”

A Yin-Yang Creation Pill of the Fuchen Holy Land can only be refined once every five hundred years; it has the miraculous effect of helping one comprehend the Laws of Heaven and Earth and even resisting the Heavenly Tribulation.

Only the Saint and Saintess of each generation in the Fuchen Holy Land can receive one. Even Tianji City cannot buy it with money, as the Fuchen Holy Land is not short on funds.

So Lin Xun was exchanging one Yin-Yang Creation Pill for her two lives.

This couldn’t be called perfectly equivalent; to the Fuchen Holy Land, Mo Wenwen’s life was much more precious than a Yin-Yang Creation Pill.

But as a reward, it carried enough weight.

This was a genuine request for a reward, not just a symbolic gesture of politeness.

Hearing Lin Xun ask for the Yin-Yang Creation Pill, Mo Wenwen also felt relieved.

Mo Wenwen was worried he would intentionally ask for a cheap reward to “brush her off.”

If that were the case, she would still be in a tangled and messy relationship with him.

The Yin-Yang Creation Pill’s value wasn’t the absolute highest, but due to its uniqueness, it was sufficient.

“I don’t have the Yin-Yang Creation Pill on me. I will go and get it as soon as I return to the Holy Land.”

“No rush.”

Lin Xun waved his hand. Knowing that the other party wanted to completely cut ties with him, Lin Xun didn’t feel so awkward anymore.

“After the New Year, during the Coming-of-Age Ceremony for Sikong Wangxing in Tianji City, you can just give it to Sikong Wangxing as a congratulatory gift.”

“Alright.”

Mo Wenwen nodded.

“So… the other woman, is it her?”