Am I the only good person in this cultivation world?

The talisman swept through the air, its crystal-blue light tinged with a hint of white. Yao Han reached out and caught it with his fingertips, somewhat surprised.

Who could be sending him a telepathic message at this time?

Although he had been in the sect for a year, he didn't actually know many people. Apart from his fellow disciples, it seemed that only Ai Lan remained.

Could it be that Lan'er learned of his departure from seclusion and sent him a telepathic message?

A flash of inspiration struck me, and a clean, gentle female voice rang in my ears:

"Junior Brother Yao Han, are you in your cave? I am He Muran. May I enter for a chat?"

He Muran?

What is she doing here?

Yao Han didn't have a good impression of this senior sister who had slashed him with a sword right away.

Before he could reply, Jiang Fanyu suddenly put down her wine glass:

"Senior Sister He?"

How did you know?

Yao Han looked at him.

Logically, such transmissions are planted with divine consciousness, and only the two parties involved can hear them.

"It's from the aura she exudes. It's like jade reflected in water, blue with a hint of white. Only she in the entire Water Moon Palace has this kind of aura, because her cultivation method is different from everyone else's."

Yao Han glanced at Jiang Fanyu with some surprise. He hadn't expected that this seemingly carefree and unconcerned senior brother Jiang was actually so meticulous. The flash of inspiration had only passed by for a moment, yet it hadn't escaped his notice.

"Alright, we've covered most of what we needed to say. Since you have other plans, I won't bother you any longer. Here's my spiritual jade token and the remaining half bottle of wine—they're all yours. Don't worry about the treasure hunt; just give me an answer within half a month. See you later!"

Yao Han wanted to ask a few more questions about the inner sect competition, but Jiang Fanyu finished speaking in a very fast manner, threw the jade token on the table, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

No, why are you running so fast?

He suddenly remembered that it seemed to have happened before; as soon as He Muran showed up, Jiang Fanyu would make an excuse and slip away.

What do you mean? Is there some kind of rift between these two?

Yao Han shook his head slightly and walked out of the cave. As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw He Muran, dressed in a blue dress, standing coldly by the pavilion.

This was the first time he had seen her at such close range. Before, when they were above her cave, the girl had kept her distance, as if she wanted to avoid him at all costs.

However, her aloof expression was completely different from her slightly weak voice.

"Was that Junior Brother Jiang who just left? Did I disturb you?"

"No, he was just about to leave."

Yao Han paused, finally unable to suppress his curiosity:

"But I always feel like Senior Brother Jiang seems a little afraid of you? Is there some kind of conflict between you two?"

"There shouldn't be any contradictions."

He Muran still wore a cold expression:

"But before I went into seclusion, he approached me privately and said he wanted to achieve immortality with me and watch the starry river together. I looked at the starry river every day when I was cultivating, and I was tired of it, so I didn't agree to his request."

Yao Han couldn't hold back and almost burst out laughing.

He didn't just want to look at the Milky Way with you; he was confessing his love to you!

Jiang Fanyu, who is so bold and unrestrained when drinking, unexpectedly came up with such a flirtatious remark as "let's watch the Milky Way together" in front of the woman he admires. It's truly hilarious.

Yao Han had heard countless similar claims long ago, and even he, an old man over a hundred years old, found them painful to hear. It was a wonder that Jiang Fanyu could say them.

He Muran is quite something; she's so straightforward, answering whatever people ask. I don't know whether to call her pure-hearted or just clueless.

He bowed slightly to He Muran with a strange expression:

"Since my senior sister has come to visit, I dare not be negligent. Please come in for a chat."

He Muran nodded and followed behind Yao Han, but when they were just one step away from the gate, they suddenly stopped.

Yao Han turned around and saw her cautiously peering inside, her face practically screaming fear.

He chuckled to himself.

"Don't worry, I've already put Xiao Yuan into the spirit beast bracelet. There are no other snakes in this cave."

He was joking; he didn't want to get slashed by a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator again over such a trivial matter.

Now that Su Yao is no longer there to shield him from attacks, he has to keep a close eye on Xiao Yuan. This girl seems a bit dim-witted, and if she were to strike again, he doesn't think he could withstand it.

"Okay, okay."

He Muran finally breathed a sigh of relief and followed Yao Han inside.

Yao Han led her to the table and sat her down. Only then did he realize that the fruit plate and wine glasses on the table had not been cleared away. He casually apologized and then pretended to put these things into his storage bag.

Unexpectedly, He Muran suddenly reached out and stopped him.

"What does Senior Sister mean by this?"

"It's alright, just keep it. I quite like eating these things."

Yao Han smiled:

"Since Senior Sister likes it, then let's keep it."

After saying that, he simply put away the wine vessels and casually cast a Gentle Breeze Technique, instantly dispelling the lingering smell of wine in the mansion.

He then brewed a pot of hot tea and handed it to He Muran, who softly thanked him and took a few sips with both hands.

It doesn't seem quite right to always serve ordinary tea to guests.

Anyway, I have more spirit stones than I can spend, so I might as well use the time to buy some high-quality spirit tea.

Or, like Jiang Fanyu, one could plant some in their own cave dwelling; that wouldn't be a bad idea.

He sat down opposite He Muran and began to ponder the matter of buying tea. It took him a while to come back to his senses:

Why isn't she saying anything?

Yao Han composed himself and looked at her. He saw He Muran busy stuffing a pancake into her mouth, taking a bite of the pancake and a sip of tea, eating with relish, but her face still wore a cold expression that said "keep away."

What does this mean?

Yao Han frowned. He had been a Core Formation cultivator for over a hundred years and had never seen a Foundation Establishment cultivator like this before.

Moreover, she was no ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator; her cultivation had already reached the late stage, and she possessed a Heavenly Spiritual Root, a rare find among cultivators. Throughout the entire Eastern Ridge, she was a peerless beauty, a true leader among her generation of cultivators.

Even putting all that aside, she is at least a woman nearing thirty. In the secular world, a woman of that age would probably have several children by now, and according to conventional wisdom, she shouldn't have such an naive and unsophisticated demeanor.

Does she think I embarrassed her today and is trying to intimidate me?

It's not impossible. A prodigy like her in the sect is always arrogant and haughty, and she might not even take her fellow disciples seriously.

Or did I take something that should have been hers?

Could it be that the Qingming Jade Marrow and Qian Yuan True Crystal that Master gave were originally meant for her?

However, due to the sect rules and the master's instructions, they couldn't openly rob me, so they threatened me privately. If this were in a demonic sect, they probably would have already come over with their swords drawn.

This makes sense. Feigning innocence was probably a way to deceive me, lull me into a false sense of security, and then look for flaws in my defenses!

What a deep scheming mind! I almost fell for it!

Tsk, this is really troublesome. I didn't want to cause trouble in this sect, but people keep coming to my door!

He had planned to stay on Feixia Island for a long time, but he didn't want to become enemies with his fellow disciples. He needed to think of a proper way to escape this calamity.

However, guessing is useless; we still need to figure out what this woman's real purpose is.

The two sat across the table. One had a furrowed brow and gleaming eyes, like a cunning fox, while the other kept stuffing pancakes into his mouth, like a squirrel.

The cave was completely silent for a moment, and the two sides just stared at each other silently, the scene quiet and eerie.

After a long while, it was finally the "squirrel" that spoke to the "fox":

Why aren't you saying anything?

Yao Han smiled coldly:

"Since Senior Sister sat down, she hasn't said a word, so how could Junior Brother dare to speak?"

"So you were waiting for me to speak first."

He Muran nodded, picked up a waffle from the plate, and handed it to Yao Han:

"Do you want some?"