Chapter 627: Chapter 62: If You Are a Demon, I Shall Fall and Become One Too!

Demon! Si Mo is a demon!

She finally got an answer, even though it wasn’t spoken by Si Mo himself.

Mu Qingge’s gaze was clear and calm as she looked at the agitated Han Caicai. This side of Han Caicai was unfamiliar to her. Yet, she still said to him, "You’re wrong. God or demon, it makes no difference to me. The matters between him and me are none of anyone’s concern."

The Divine Demon Continent, the conflict, the length of life—all these were trivial to her.

All she knew was that she liked Si Mo and wanted to be with him, and that was enough.

"Why are you so stubborn?" Han Caicai, exasperated, couldn’t help but step forward, trying to grab Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge, however, stepped back in time, creating distance between them. "Han Caicai!"

A crisp shout made Han Caicai freeze.

"Don’t interfere in my affairs. I’ll tell you once more, there can never be anything between us. If you persist in your delusion, we’ll be strangers from now on," Mu Qingge warned.

Han Caicai squinted his narrow eyes, staring intently at her.

Mu Qingge returned his gaze unyieldingly, leaving no room for retreat.

"You’ll regret this," Han Caicai said, finally.

Mu Qingge dismissed it, saying, "If that’s what you think, then you really don’t understand me." With that, she turned and left, heading toward the Dragon Tooth Camp.

Han Caicai didn’t stop her, watching as she walked toward the Dragon Tooth Camp.

When Mu Qingge arrived at the Dragon Tooth Camp, Mo Yang and the others had already returned. The concerned looks from everyone slightly improved her spirits, which had been messed up by Han Caicai.

"I’m fine." She knew well the care everyone had for her.

"Boss, you rushed back so urgently, are you really okay?" Yuanyuan came up to Mu Qingge, his pretty face full of worry.

Mu Qingge grinned, pinching his cheek, and said to everyone, "I’m really fine."

Then, she looked at Mo Yang and said, "Get ready these two days, we’re heading into the Canglan Mountain Range." She then looked at Xie Ya and Xuan Ya, "You two stay at the camp, along with Hua Yue and You He."

"Young Master, let us go with you," Xuan Ya said.

Mu Qingge shook her head in refusal, "There’s no need for so many to enter the mountains, all of you stay behind. I’ll also leave two groups of Dragon Tooth Guards to watch over the camp. We’ll be back in ten days."

After the grand hunt’s initial slaughter on the first day, they would enter the mountains on the fifth day and return on the tenth day.

The final period would be for challenges and competitions among the various Floating Guest teams.

Calling it a Flowing Guest Realm grand event is no exaggeration at all.

Mu Qingge had already made up her mind, and no one else could say much more.

Mu Qingge looked at Yin Chen and added, "Yin Chen, you stay as well." Yin Chen was steady and sly, enough to ensure her peace of mind going into the mountains.

Yin Chen did not question Mu Qingge’s decision but nodded directly.

After arranging everything, Mu Qingge returned to the main tent, only to be surprised to find that Si Mo was not inside. Instead, the hound lay lazily in the corner of the main tent.

Mu Qingge showed a moment of doubt, walked over to the hound, and nudged it.

The hound opened an eye, glanced at her, and then closed its eye again.

"Where is he?" Mu Qingge asked.

"I’m not a watchdog, don’t ask me," the hound answered haughtily.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

Jingle!

The clear metallic sound rang out, making the hound open its eyes abruptly, its pair of golden, flame-like eyes looking at Mu Qingge.

To be precise, it looked at the gold bracelet on Mu Qingge’s wrist.

"He didn’t say, I don’t know." The hound’s expression changed, quickly altering its answer.

Don’t know?

Mu Qingge had doubts in her heart, but she didn’t continue to ask and instead lowered her arm.

If Si Mo didn’t want to reveal his whereabouts, the hound naturally wouldn’t know.

Thinking about it, Mu Qingge didn’t bother to care. Her clothes were quite damaged and there was no time to change. Thinking this, Mu Qingge walked toward the back room, also calling You He and Hua Yue to prepare a bath for her.

...

"Lost so badly! Lost terribly!"

"I lost the savings of over ten years!"

"You only lost over ten years’ worth, I lost decades!"

"This time the loss is huge!"

"Who knew it would end like this?"

As the competition between Mu Qingge and Ji Yaohua concluded, countless betting outlets were filled with wailing sounds. Only the one secretly set up by Si Mo was earning a fortune.

At the Sunset Grassland, in the camps where the Floating Guests gathered and the clan camps, discussions about this competition were everywhere.

Mu Qingge’s name once again circulated here.

Being able to injure Ji Yaohua within three hundred moves, people were fervently discussing how her abilities ranked on the Green Talent List after their losses.

"In my opinion, Mu Young Master, first surviving 43 moves against the fourth on the Green Talent List, then injuring the second within 300 moves. With this kind of strength, he can rank at least in the top ten of the Green Talent List." Someone opined.

Someone immediately disagreed, "Don’t forget, Ji Young Master suppressed his cultivation to the same level. If fought with his true level, I’m afraid the Mu guy wouldn’t last ten moves. I agree with him entering the Green Talent List, but making it to the top ten is quite an exaggeration."

"Hmph, even if Ji Young Master adjusted his cultivation to be equal to yours, you couldn’t injure him even with 500 moves. Being able to injure Ji Young Master itself is a testament of skill. Moreover, Mu Young Master broke through during the fight and shattered Ji Young Master’s Divine Artifact with bare hands, not something ordinary people can do." The supporter of Mu Qingge was not pleased.

"According to you, Mu Qingge has no issue getting into the top five. Even Ying Young Master probably can’t shatter a Divine Artifact with one punch." Someone was still reluctant to accept, mocking.

The supporter immediately said justifiably, "Give Mu Young Master some time, perhaps he can really squeeze into the top five. Surviving Ying Young Master’s three moves is already a miracle. Defeating him within three hundred moves is another miracle. Why can’t Mu Young Master keep creating miracles?"

"Reaching the top five of the Green Talent List at the Silver Realm Third Layer, isn’t it too unrealistic? As far as I know, the fifth rank on the Green Talent List, the Xi Family Goddess, is at the Silver Realm Fourth Layer."

"Then let the Xi Family Goddess have a match with Mu Young Master, maybe it won’t be clear who would win."

"Hehe, I think no need to fight. With Mu Young Master’s looks, probably the Xi Family Goddess would fall for him at first sight and directly marry him."

"Shh, keep it down! The Goddess can never marry, if the Xi Family heard this, they might take your head."

"What’s to fear, Xi Family isn’t here."

The topic of discussion began to veer off but always revolved around Mu Qingge.

At Sunset Grassland, the great hunt had just begun, and Mu Qingge already made a name for herself twice! No, adding the shock she brought at the start of the hunt, that’s three times.

Three battles!

Every appearance of Mu Qingge always brought something new and thrilling for everyone.

Mu Qingge’s reputation was gradually spreading across the Floating Guest Realm, not only there but also among various clans that came to Sunset Grassland, remembering such a figure.

Of course, including the Dragon Tooth Guards!

The combat strength of the Dragon Tooth Guards not only intimidated many Floating Guests but also made many clans consider cooperation.

Sang Xuewu stood in a secluded corner, quietly listening to the conversations around her, feeling an unprecedented pride rise in her heart. She was proud of Mu Qingge, proud of her mother and father.

She was proud of being Mu Qingge’s sister!

The Third Elder quietly approached Sang Xuewu, his footsteps startling her, making her turn back.

"Third Elder." Sang Xuewu was somewhat surprised.

The Third Elder nodded slightly and said to her, "Xuewu, I came to see you to ask something."

"Please go ahead, Third Elder." Sang Xuewu’s eyes slightly narrowed.

The Third Elder hesitated a moment before speaking, "You and that Mu Young Master... Xuewu, be honest with me, do you have feelings for Mu Young Master, and does he have feelings for you?"

"Third Elder, you misunderstand." Sang Xuewu weakly explained.

She had said it countless times, but the way things developed made it seem like there was something between her and her sister, and she couldn’t explain otherwise.

At least, until Mu Qingge acknowledged her as a sister, she couldn’t explain further.

The only thing she could say was "You misunderstand."

However, such an explanation was weak and powerless.

The Third Elder took this to be a sign of modesty and shyness. He waved his hand and said to Sang Xuewu, "Alright, alright, I understand. In two days, entering the mountain is imminent, and I’m planning to have you and Yichen go in with Dragon Tooth."

Sang Xuewu was stunned and hurriedly said, "Third Elder, you can’t." She wanted to ask, in what capacity would you make Dragon Tooth agree to this?

Though she indeed wanted to spend more time with Mu Qingge.

The Third Elder said, "Don’t worry, I have it planned out."

With that, he turned and left.

This made Sang Xuewu even more restless inside.

"Big news, big news! Just received word that someone has challenged Ji Yaohua, telling her to pull out all her stops, while he will fight with equal strength."

Suddenly, the news spread rapidly through the Floating Guest Camp and Clan Camp.

"Someone wants to challenge Ji Yaohua? Don’t tell me they think he lost this time and is easy to bully now?"

"And asking Ji Yaohua to give it her all—perhaps another great show? Watching the second place on the Green Talent List fight with full force is indeed a rare event!"

"Truly one spectacular performance after another; this grand hunt is truly remarkable!"

In the Dragon Tooth Camp, Mu Qingge, freshly bathed and dressed, just stepped out and immediately heard this rumor.

"Someone challenged Ji Yaohua?" Mu Qingge was stunned. Instinctively, she felt this had something to do with Si Mo.

What does this man intend to do?

"When?" She immediately asked.

Mo Yang replied, "Reportedly, right now, at the place where the duel took place this morning."

Mu Qingge’s eyes flashed as she took a step towards the tent’s entrance, "Let’s go check it out."

Mo Yang followed closely behind; they did not call anyone else but headed straight towards the center of the Sunset Grassland.

...

At the center of the Sunset Grassland, the crowd that just dispersed this morning had gathered again.

Everything seemed exactly the same as this morning, except the challenger had become the challenged.

When Mu Qingge and Mo Yang arrived, the surroundings were already packed with a dense crowd.

Seeing her appear, many showed friendly smiles, wanting to get closer to her.

"Mu Young Master is here."

"Hello, Mu Young Master!"

"Mu Young Master..."

The female Floating Guests were exceptionally enthusiastic, occasionally passing by Mu Qingge, either signaling with their eyes or leaving behind a sachet or personal handkerchief.

However, Mu Qingge kept her eyes straight ahead, ignoring these ’kind gestures’ entirely.

The less she paid mind to them, the more stimulated the women’s competitive spirit became.

A few of them were already gathering together, approaching Mu Qingge.

But before they got close, they saw a graceful and absolutely stunning figure appear beside Mu Qingge, casting a cool glance towards them.

Mu Qingge looked in surprise at the unexpected presence of Sang Xuewu beside her.

Sang Xuewu faintly pulled at the corners of her lips, quietly explaining, "I can avoid some trouble by staying by your side."

Mu Qingge understood, her gaze sweeping towards those women secretly assessing her.

She turned her eyes to Sang Xuewu and asked, "Aren’t you afraid of being misunderstood by doing this? It’s about your reputation."

Sang Xuewu smiled indifferently and said, "I’ve already been misunderstood, so why care?"

Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows.

Sang Xuewu’s eyes flickered as she gathered courage, approaching Mu Qingge’s ear in a playful tone audible only to them, "Sister, after you’ve repeatedly stood up for me, do you think they still believe we’re just pure and innocent?" After saying this, she anxiously looked at Mu Qingge, seemingly afraid of her anger.

However, Mu Qingge did not get angry, only shook her head helplessly.

Without explaining nor expressing any stance.

She continued walking forward, leaving Sang Xuewu momentarily stunned and at a loss.

After a couple of steps, noticing Sang Xuewu wasn’t following, she turned her gaze to her, asking, "Not coming along?"

Sang Xuewu, filled with joy, quickly caught up, walking beside her.

This close contact filled Sang Xuewu’s heart with both joy and fear, occasionally sneaking glances at Mu Qingge. To others, her expression seemed to suggest some ambiguous feelings between them.

Even from afar, Ying Ze mistook seeing something between the two.

"Miss Qin, don’t be upset. Mu Young Master and Miss Sang aren’t necessarily that type of relationship," Sheng Yuli said upon noticing Qin Yiyao watching Mu Qingge and Sang Xuewu’s backs.

’Of course, they’re not that kind of relationship,’ Qin Yiyao thought.

She didn’t explain further, simply telling Sheng Yuli, "There’s no possibility between her and I, so I won’t interfere in anything she does." Saying this, she walked ahead.

’There’s no possibility between him and me!’

This sentence filled Sheng Yuli’s heart with a burst of joy, quickly catching up with Qin Yiyao.

Mu Qingge led Sang Xuewu to the front of the crowd, where they saw the two confronting each other at the center.

The scene was a repeat of the morning, with only another person replacing the challenger.

’Indeed, it’s him!’ Mu Qingge’s gaze fell directly on Si Mo.

Si Mo, in a mystic robe and brocade, stood opposite Ji Yaohua, his features as handsome as a god’s, and his invincible aura making the world seemingly dim.

His presence seemed to represent the most beautiful scenery on earth.

His amber eyes resembled a vast universe, full of mystery and boundless.

"Who is this person?"

"So handsome!"

"Such stunning looks!"

"Getting a single glance from him, I’d die willingly!"

Nearby, similar exclamations kept resonating, filling Mu Qingge’s heart with pride.

Yes, her man is exceptional!

Si Mo had the golden hollow Palace Bell hung at his waist, prompting Mu Qingge to silently lower her hand, clutching her own Palace Bell to prevent people from seeing.

Sang Xuewu, standing nearby, accidentally noticed this.

The two identical Palace Bells appearing on different individuals led to her pondering, her gaze subtly moving between Mu Qingge and Si Mo, gradually revealing surprise.

Mu Qingge’s concealment of the Palace Bell wasn’t to hide her relationship with Si Mo; she simply didn’t want anyone to notice it and thereby uncover her identity.

Sang Xuewu’s surprise made her turn her gaze.

Under her clear and penetrating eyes, Sang Xuewu immediately restrained her surprise, obediently standing beside her.

Just then, looking at Si Mo, she secretly guessed, ’Could this be their brother-in-law?’

Is the brother-in-law here for revenge on behalf of the sister?

This discovery filled Sang Xuewu’s eyes with youthful anticipation.

"How’s the injury?" Si Mo asked blandly.

Ji Yaohua sighed, shaking her head, "It’s healed."

"Healing is good." Si Mo nodded, his tone seemed devoid of concern for Ji Yaohua’s condition. Indeed, he added, "Good, so it’s not bullying the sick."

Uh—!

Upon hearing this, everyone had shock and bewilderment written across their faces.

Ji Yaohua’s smile also froze.

"Only such a man qualifies to be my man!" On the other side, Han Yiren stood among the crowd, looking at Si Mo like a deity, eyes full of admiration.

Standing next to her were Han Caicai and Ruan Qinglian.

The former, with an unpleasant expression, focused on Si Mo, paying no attention to others, while the latter kept her entire attention on the former.

"Let’s start!" Ji Yaohua gritted her teeth and charged at Si Mo.

However, Si Mo merely stood motionless, even managing a glance and gentle smile in Mu Qingge’s direction.

This instantly elicited countless cheers from the women there.

This sight made Mu Qingge’s mouth twitch slightly.

Bang, bang, bang—!

It was a completely one-sided, brutal fight.

Si Mo couldn’t be bothered to move his feet and simply beat Ji Yaohua to a pulp. Even with Ji Yaohua’s full offensive, it failed to scratch Si Mo.

During the fight, cries of surprise constantly erupted, ’Huh!’ ’Oh!’

When Ji Yaohua lay incapacitated on the ground, unable to rise, he already bore more than twenty wounds.

If one noticed, they’d see that the positions of his wounds aligned exactly with those Si Mo left on Mu Qingge’s body in the morning—

Exactly! The! Same!

"Don’t... don’t hit anymore. I... I lost..." Ji Yaohua quickly admitted defeat.

Si Mo smiled faintly and turned away, disappearing from everyone’s sight.

Today, Ji Yaohua lost two matches in a row!

This news was even more explosive than the story of the old beggar marrying the Xi Family’s Goddess!

Mu Qingge watched the spectacle, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, and turned to leave.

Sang Xuewu followed closely behind, not pausing for long.

However, most people were still concerned about how injured Ji Yaohua was.

"Hmm, strange, why can’t I remember his face?" Sang Xuewu suddenly muttered to herself.

Mu Qingge looked at her and asked, "Can’t remember who?"

"The one who fought half dead with Ji Yaohua just now!" Sang Xuewu replied openly.

She remembered all the details and the process vividly, except for the man’s face.

She only remembered that the man was exceedingly handsome, the kind you couldn’t forget after one glance, but somehow she just couldn’t recall.

Mu Qingge’s mind moved slightly, and she said indifferently, "If you can’t remember, then just forget it."

Sang Xuewu nodded.

She wanted to ask Mu Qingge about her relationship with the man, but dared not speak further.

She only reminded, "The Third Elder might visit the Dragon Tooth Camp."

Mu Qingge stopped mid-step, looked at Sang Xuewu, seemingly questioning why he would come.

Sang Xuewu smiled awkwardly, "He seems to have misunderstood our relationship and wants us to join you in the mountain trial."

Mu Qingge looked at Sang Xuewu with steady eyes; she had never expressed whether she accepted this sudden appearance of a sister or brother, not because she held a grudge against them, but because she didn’t know how to face Sang Lanruo.

If it were just her, Sang Lanruo was simply a stranger to her.

However, through Mu Qingge’s perspective, she was her biological mother, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Mu Family.

She sent a message to Mu Xiong about the situation here, hoping to gauge his reaction to determine how to treat these people. Calculating the days, grandfather should have received her message, but she didn’t know when the people sent by Si Mo to deliver the Communication Talisman would arrive at the Linchuan Mu Mansion.

"I understand, you can go back now." Mu Qingge finally said to Sang Xuewu.

Sang Xuewu felt somewhat disappointed, she wanted to know what Mu Qingge was thinking. Whether she hated them, was unwilling to forgive them, or accepted them, allowing them to be a family united.

However, Mu Qingge’s attitude left her always uncertain.

It seemed, from beginning to end, her attitude had not changed since they first met at Wuyin Mansion.

The only thing certain was that her sister cared about their lives.

After Sang Xuewu left, Mu Qingge returned to the Dragon Tooth Camp.

Upon entering the main tent, Si Mo was sipping tea.

His expression was calm as if he wasn’t the one who had beaten up Ji Yaohua on the Sunset Grassland.

Seeing Mu Qingge walk in, Si Mo beckoned her, "Come."

Mu Qingge walked over to him and was pulled directly into his embrace, "Feel better?"

Mu Qingge smiled lightly.

Seeing the injuries on Ji Yaohua, similar to what she suffered in the morning, she had already guessed.

She nodded and said to Si Mo, "Aren’t you afraid of lowering your status by doing this?"

Si Mo replied rightfully, "Status is negligible compared to a wife’s grievances. With me around, I won’t let you be bullied."

’So, you returned everything to them, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, is it?’ Mu Qingge murmured in her heart.

Si Mo’s actions warmed her heart.

How could she not love a man who would go all out for her? No matter if he was god or demon, they could not be obstacles between them.

If Si Mo were a god, she would do everything to be god. If he were a demon, she would fall to become a demon!

No matter god or demon, she would stay by his side forever!

"He dares bully my wife; I won’t let him off easily." Si Mo said stubbornly like a child.

Mu Qingge raised her head from his embrace, surprised and asked, "What else did you do?"

Si Mo gazed at her, his amber eyes showing a ’request for praise’ expression, "I left something on his wounds, making them not heal easily. It’ll hurt for at least seven times seven days."

Indeed—

Mu Qingge chuckled heartily. She knew this man wouldn’t let Ji Yaohua off so easily.

Even in the Dragon Tooth Camp, she could hear Ji Yaohua’s painful cries.

She leaned in Si Mo’s arms and burst out laughing.

She certainly didn’t sympathize with Ji Yaohua, nor did she find Si Mo cruel.

Mu Qingge reached out and tapped Si Mo’s nose, generously said, "Well done!"

This praise made Si Mo’s eyebrows and eyes grin ecstatically.

"Is it you who made them unable to remember your appearance?" Mu Qingge asked curiously.

Si Mo nodded, "Does little Ge’er want me to be yearned by many women?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingge stood on tiptoe and gave Si Mo a vicious bite on the lip, her teeth piercing his lip, faint blood trickling. Mu Qingge released his lip, observing as the wound healed, staring at the color of his blood, surprised, "It’s purple!"

In the past, she never paid attention, Si Mo’s blood was actually a deep purple, or perhaps more accurately royal purple.

Amidst the crimson, there was purple, translucent and even exuding a rich fragrance.

This fragrance rose above the smell of blood, forming Si Mo’s unique scent.

"Does it look good?" Si Mo asked, smiling with eyes.

Mu Qingge nodded honestly, "Pretty." It resembled the color of wine but more purple.

Si Mo lowered his head and captured Mu Qingge’s lips. His hand found her left ear and removed the purple earring. Suddenly, he picked Mu Qingge up and headed to the back room.

Not long after, tantalizing, imaginative whispers emerged from the back room—

"This time, I’m on top."

"I’m on top, you’re underneath."

"No!"

"Little master, lie down, let me serve you, just enjoy."

"You... Umm..."

All of Mu Qingge’s protests vanished into thin air.

...

In Ji Family’s camp, Ying Ze stood with a grim expression, watching Ji Yaohua writhing and howling on the bed.

"Just minor wounds; why are you like this?" Ying Ze frowned.

Ji Yaohua clutched his wounds, freezing with cold, his teeth chattering, he looked at Ying Ze, no longer the carefree demeanor, "Even you think I’m pretending?"

Ying Ze gave him a nod that said ’indeed.’

Ji Yaohua felt miserable, again expressing, "I am in terrible pain! Terrible pain! Terrible pain!"

Ying Ze said, "Many have looked at your wounds; they are merely superficial injuries. Take the elixir, and you’ll soon heal."

"But it still hurts!" Ji Yaohua inhaled sharply.

Ying Ze observed him for a while, stood up, and walked out, "I’m leaving."

"Wait, where are you going?" Ji Yaohua hurriedly asked.

"Since you’re fine, there’s no reason for me to stay. You lost two matches in a row today; you should go back and cultivate." Ying Ze paused and told him.

Ji Yaohua’s handsome face was twisted with pain, he punched the bed panel, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I don’t even know who beat me. I can’t even see or remember his face!"

His words raised a hint of curiosity in Ying Ze’s eyes, a cold voice asked, "I didn’t remember either. I obviously saw him, but can’t recall, indeed strange."

"I told you so! That person is very peculiar! I think he is clearly here for Mu Qingge’s revenge!" Hearing Ying Ze’s words, Ji Yaohua’s eyes lit up immediately.

However, once he spoke, Ying Ze turned his gaze on him, eyes shifting in hue and said, "Don’t drag everything to involve him."

Ji Yaohua’s mouth twitched with anger, he couldn’t help but argue with Ying Ze: "Hey, aren’t you overly concerned about that guy?"

Ying Ze coldly replied, "I’ve said, he is my chosen opponent."

Leaving those words, Ying Ze coolly walked out of Ji Yaohua’s tent.

Ji Yaohua wanted to call out to him, but suddenly her expression changed. The intense pain that seemed to have no apparent cause wracked his body again, causing him to roll on the bed.

Second on the Green Talent List, yet now in such a pathetic state, this was simply unprecedented!

...

When Mu Qingge appeared in front of everyone again, it was already moonrise. She walked out of the main tent with a gloomy face, holding her waist, and shouted, "You He, You He, your mistress is hungry!"

Damn it, she lost to that man again!

Her recovery ability was strong, but she couldn’t match someone’s excess energy, like a machine!

Heaven knows how he survived those countless years as a bachelor!

Mu Qingge’s heart roared.

Hearing Mu Qingge’s voice, You He immediately brought in all the prepared food and placed it on the table in the front chamber of the main tent.

Seeing the feast of food, Mu Qingge began to gulp down the food ravenously.

It seemed as if she hadn’t eaten for several days and nights.

You He watched her in astonishment, and took a long time to recover before reminding Mu Qingge, "Mistress, there’s still a portion for the gentleman in it."

Mu Qingge paused and then vehemently said, "Ignore him! That guy doesn’t need food, and he’ll still be perfectly fine." As long as he... hmph!

Mu Qingge tore into the meat on the drumstick fiercely.

Her chewing was so fierce that it seemed like the meat was Si Mo himself.

You He was frightened by her expression and quickly left the main tent.

After You He left, a gust of wind blew through, and someone landed beside Mu Qingge, pulling her into his embrace, not minding her greasy hands.

"Who said I don’t need to eat?" Si Mo’s amber eyes contained a satisfied smile.

Mu Qingge’s cheek was stuffed full, and she threw him a cold smile, "Do you really need to eat? So you can refuel and go another three hundred rounds?" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"If little Ge’er is willing, I’m happy to oblige." Someone’s eyes immediately lit up.

Mu Qingge’s expression changed abruptly, and she crossed her arms in front of her, eyeing him warily, "I think I need to discuss a serious matter with you regarding the frequency and amount of this bed activity!"

"Is little Ge’er planning to concede defeat?" Si Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

Upon hearing the words "concede defeat," Mu Qingge’s eyes immediately turned dangerously narrow.

She coldly laughed, threw down the drumstick, grabbed the man’s collar directly, and sneered, "In my dictionary, there are no words for conceding defeat!"

"Oh?" Si Mo raised an eyebrow.

Mu Qingge coldly laughed and proactively challenged, "Come on! Let’s see who’s going to concede defeat."

...

The next day, Mu Qingge appeared before everyone, refreshed and energetic. Her brows and eyes brimmed with indescribable joy.

No one knew that after she provoked Si Mo last night, she had left him hanging, hiding inside a space, and enjoyed every bit of it!

It indeed felt like a turning point!

This morning, as soon as she emerged from the space, meeting Si Mo’s deeply wistful eyes, she knew she had won.

’Let’s see if he dares to show off in front of me again!’ Mu Qingge laughed inwardly.

Feeling joyful, Mu Qingge had a rocking chair moved outside the tent, placed on the platform outside, along with snacks and fruits, and comfortably lounged there, watching the Dragon Tooth Guards train.

Xuan Kui and the others were still undergoing the sniper training based on her guidance.

Clearly, after several days, they had improved rapidly.

Tomorrow, entering the Canglan Mountain Range will be their real combat training!

Mu Qingge was looking forward to Xuan Kui’s performance.

"Young Master, the Third Elder of the Sang Clan seeks an audience outside." Mo Yang suddenly arrived at the platform, reporting to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge’s relaxed expression slightly gathered, as she stood from the rocking chair, a gleam flashing in her eyes.

As expected, they came!

Mu Qingge turned and headed towards the main tent, instructing Mo Yang, "Bring them in."

Mo Yang acknowledged and withdrew.

Shortly after, Mo Yang led the Third Elder and others into the main tent.

In the tent, seated on the main seat was Mu Qingge. To her left and right sat Bai Xi and Yin Chen. Behind her stood her four maidservants.

You He, Hua Yue, Xie Ya, and Xuan Ya.

"Young Master, the people have been brought," Mo Yang reported back.

Mu Qingge gave a slight nod, and Mo Yang moved to the right front of Mu Qingge, standing with his sword in hand.

The people in the main tent, besides the Third Elder of the Sang Family, also included Sang Xuewu and her brother Sang Yichen, along with another two young men and women from the Sang Family, but Mu Qingge did not have a deep impression of them.

The arrangement made it hard to discern Mu Qingge’s attitude.

The Third Elder hesitated on how to begin, when he heard Mu Qingge from the main seat speak, "Elder Sang, please take a seat."

The Third Elder quickly nodded and sat down in the position Mu Qingge indicated.

Sang Xuewu and the other three automatically stood behind him.

Both she and Sang Yichen were well-behaved, not looking around casually. Firstly, they had been to this main tent once before and were no longer curious about its layout. Secondly, they did not want to embarrass themselves in front of the older sister they admired the most.

But Sang Zilan and Sang Ye were different. As soon as they entered, they curiously looked around and even boldly gazed at Mu Qingge and the others.

The Third Elder lightly coughed to stop their rudeness.

Originally, he had only intended to bring Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen, but they were caught by Sang Zilan and Sang Ye before departure, who insisted on coming along.

"Third Elder, what brings you to the Dragon Tooth Camp?" Mu Qingge spoke calmly, as if handling official business.

The Third Elder smiled slightly, waved his hand, and three well-crafted treasure artifacts appeared on the ground. "To be honest, Young Master Mu, the reason this old man came here is to entrust Dragon Teeth with a matter. Tomorrow is the day to enter the Canglan Mountain Range. In previous Great Hunts, many families hired Floating Guest teams, allowing their young disciples a chance to train in the Canglan Mountain Range. So this time, I wish to entrust Dragon Teeth to bring a few juniors of our Sang Family into the mountains to ensure their safety. These three treasure artifacts are the payment for this commission."

If the three treasure artifacts forged by the Sang Family were sold publicly, each could fetch a price of at least a hundred intermediate Spirit Stones.

Thus, the total value of the three would be over three hundred intermediate Spirit Stones.

The price offered by the Sang Family is indeed not cheap.

If it were any other Floating Guest team, they would likely have agreed immediately.

But this is Dragon Teeth.

All the weapons of Dragon Teeth were crafted by Mu Qingge herself. In Linchuan, they had already been upgraded to Treasure Level.

Therefore, the three treasure artifacts taken out by the Third Elder did not catch Mu Qingge’s eye.

Not only her, but Mo Yang and the others did not pay them any attention either.

Their indifferent expressions and lack of interest made the Third Elder somewhat embarrassed.

Sang Zilan quickly said, "What is this attitude of yours? Do you know how hard it is to obtain our Sang Family’s weapons outside? Three treasure artifacts are truly a great honor for you."

She was already sharp-tongued, and her initial goodwill towards Mu Qingge vanished completely when she saw that Mu Qingge showed no sign of appreciation for Sang Family’s weapons.

"Are Sang Family’s weapons really so remarkable?" Sang Zilan’s words elicited a cold response from Mo Yang.

He rarely argued with anyone, but the fact that he spoke up this time showed his displeasure towards Sang Zilan!

"What did you say!"

"A bunch of country bumpkins!"

Sang Zilan and Sang Ye mocked one after the other.

Even if the Sang Clan had fallen, in their eyes, it was still a high-standing Ancient Clan with gifted bloodlines, fundamentally different from other families. Moreover, weren’t the people before them just Floating Guests without any family backing?

Their attitude made the faces of Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen change, turning gloomy.

It was true they were nurtured by the Sang Family, but when faced with their elder sister, they still chose to stand on Mu Qingge’s side. Especially since those speaking disrespectfully were Sang Zilan and Sang Ye, who often opposed them.

"Enough, do you have a say here?" The Third Elder reprimanded to stop them.

He did not want Sang Zilan and Sang Ye to ruin his plan.

To protect the younger generation, why not choose another Floating Guest team? Choosing Dragon Teeth was an opportunity to facilitate interactions between Mu Qingge and Sang Xuewu. If the two saw eye to eye, and ended up together, considering Mu Qingge’s current fame and Dragon Teeth, it would undoubtedly be a great boon for the Sang Family!

Of course, he would not force Sang Xuewu to interact with someone she disliked. He noticed Sang Xuewu had an unusual interest in Mu Qingge, which is why he acted this way.

"Elder Sang, please take these three treasure artifacts back," Mu Qingge spoke.

Her words shocked all five from the Sang Family.

Whether it was the Third Elder, Sang Xuewu and her brother, or Sang Zilan and Sang Ye, they all had the same thought—

Mu Qingge refused!