We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?

"What should we do?"

"Does Senior Sister know where Mr. Wang lives?"

On the way to the mountaintop, Xiao Mo asked Shang Jiuli.

Shang Jiuli looked at Xiao Mo with ill intent: "What? You angered Mr. Wang quite a bit yesterday, and you're still not satisfied? Do you want to go and anger him again?"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "No, I just wanted to come and apologize."

Shang Jiuli glanced at Xiao Mo: "You think you're wrong?"

"Regarding yesterday's debate, I don't think I was wrong, but I was indeed impolite yesterday," Xiao Mo explained.

“Mr. Wang has returned to the Confucian Academy,” Shang Jiuli said with a smile. “Don’t worry, Mr. Wang is not angry. On the contrary, he asked me to tell you that your path is not easy, so take care of yourself.”

Hearing Mr. Wang's words, which his senior sister had relayed, Xiao Mo fell silent.

After a long pause, Xiao Mo nodded: "Understood."

Before long, the two arrived at the summit of Yumo Peak.

The cold-faced senior brother—Senior Brother Luo—was already waiting in the courtyard.

After bowing to his teacher and senior brother, Xiao Mo began the class.

Xiao Mo discovered that Mr. Qi taught him in a different way than his senior brothers and sisters.

Mr. Qi was rather rigid in his approach to his senior brother Luo, often having him copy books.

When teaching Senior Sister Shang, Mr. Qi treated her like his own granddaughter, presenting some of the great principles of Confucian sages in the form of stories.

When it comes to himself, Mr. Qi uses a debate-style approach.

Xiao Mo is often pulled into debates by Mr. Qi, especially when Xiao Mo debates with him based on the concept of "unity of knowledge and action".

Each time, Xiao Mo was rendered speechless by the arguments and suffered a crushing defeat.

After losing the debate, Mr. Qi told Xiao Mo to continue studying and thinking, and to come back to debate with him again once he had figured things out a bit.

After each debate with Mr. Qi, Xiao Mo would make significant progress and gain a deeper understanding of Mr. Yangming's philosophy of mind from his previous life.

There were many times when Xiao Mo doubted life and questioned whether his understanding was wrong.

But Xiao Mo had a stubborn streak in his heart, a kind of unyielding tenacity.

He read more and more books, not only the works of Confucian sages, but also the works of various other schools of thought.

He pondered Yangming's philosophy of mind every day.

Sometimes, Xiao Mo would even sit on a rock, staring blankly at a bamboo stalk, just like Master Yangming.

"That concludes today's lesson. You may all go back and rest."

Two months later, around 5 PM, Mr. Qi finished his day's lessons.

The three of them stood up, bowed, and left the courtyard.

As usual, as soon as the class ended, Senior Brother Luo flew down the mountain, and no one knew what he was going to do.

Shang Jiuli, on the other hand, usually goes back to his courtyard to rest.

However, today, Xiao Mo stopped Shang Jiuli.

"Oh, how strange, Junior Brother isn't going to see the bamboo today?" Shang Jiuli teased.

Every time Xiao Mo was thoroughly refuted by his teacher, he would go to the bamboo forest to daydream.

"Senior Sister, please don't tease me." Xiao Mo smiled and shook his head. "There's something I'd like to ask of you, Senior Sister. I wonder if you have the time?"

"Oh? Tell me about it." Shang Jiuli's eyes sparkled with interest.

"That's how it is," Xiao Mo explained his situation.

After listening, Shang Jiuli nodded: "Of course, but, Senior Sister needs to complete the courses assigned by the teacher during the day. How about this, starting today, you come to my courtyard every night."

"Is this not a good idea?"

"What's wrong with that?" Shang Jiuli said with a smile. "There's no one else on Yu Mo Peak."

"But."

"That's the decision."

Shang Jiuli interrupted Xiao Mo.

She put her hands behind her back, bent down, and looked up at Xiao Mo, her tone deliberately coquettish and alluring.

"Your sister will be waiting for you tonight."

You must come secretly.

You absolutely mustn't let your childhood sweetheart find out!

Chapter 107 Could there be another woman's scent on Xiao Mo's blue robe?!

At night, Xiao Mo was flipping through books in the courtyard.

The candlelight mingled with the soft moonlight, falling on the pages of the book in Xiao Mo's hands.

Bai Ruxue sat beside Xiao Mo, making shoes with great care, stitch by stitch.

However, these shoes were different from the ordinary shoes Bai Ruxue made for Xiao Mo in his previous life.

These shoes are made from rare and precious materials brought by Bai Ruxue from Beihai.

Once these shoes are made, their grade will be aimed at becoming a second-grade magic weapon.

It was past midnight when Xiao Mo looked up at the night sky and said, "Ru Xue, I'm going back to my room to sleep now. You should get some rest too."

"Okay, I'll finish these stitches." Bai Ruxue nodded and continued to carefully embroider the hydrangea on the shoes.

"Let's embroider tomorrow, there's no rush. Besides, we can buy the shoes in town, you don't need to go to so much trouble," Xiao Mo said.

"That won't do!" Bai Ruxue pouted and said stubbornly, "The shoes in town don't fit, and the materials they use aren't good either."

Xiao Mo: "."

"It's alright, Xiao Mo. You go to sleep first. I'll go rest later too," Bai Ruxue said.

"Alright, I'm going to rest now. Don't stay up too late." Xiao Mo didn't know how to persuade her, as Ru Xue was especially stubborn about these kinds of things.

"Uh-huh."

Bai Ruxue nodded and continued to carefully pierce each needle and thread.

After Xiao Mo entered the room, he closed the door.

But Xiao Mo did not sleep.

He planned to sneak out and go to his senior sister's place after Ruxue returned to her room to rest.

Xiao Mo sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the woman in the courtyard through the window.

About two incense sticks' worth of time later, Ruxue finally stood up, crossed her arms above her head, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out her arms wide. Her white dress clung to her undulating figure, and her perfect curves appeared exceptionally soft under the bright moonlight.

After seeing Ru Xue return to her room, Xiao Mo waited for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before quietly opening the door and leaving the courtyard.

As Xiao Mo walked along the path leading to his senior sister's courtyard, his heart raced slightly.

For some reason, I had a feeling that I was secretly meeting with my mistress behind my wife's back.

"Let's get this done as soon as possible."

Xiao Mo shook his head, shaking off the undesirable thought in his mind, and quickened his pace.

In less than half an incense stick's time, Xiao Mo arrived at Shang Jiuli's courtyard.

Shang Jiuli loved flowers and plants, and planted all sorts of spiritual flowers and herbs in his front yard.

Moreover, her house was not the wooden hut where ordinary disciples lived, but a two-story bamboo building.

Seeing that the fence gate was half-open, Xiao Mo didn't want to shout in the middle of the night, so he could only "take it upon himself" to go in, walk up to the bamboo house, and knock on the door: "Senior sister, I'm here."

A moment later, the door opened, and a woman in a dark-colored long dress stood in front of Xiao Mo.

Shang Jiuli's long hair cascaded down her shoulders, giving her a slightly languid air. Although her thin nightgown was concealed by a magic array, revealing nothing about her, a belt gently cinched at the waist accentuated her graceful figure.

Although Shang Jiuli and Bai Ruxue are the same height, she appears taller, perhaps because Shang Jiuli is more slender.

Looking at Xiao Mo, Shang Jiuli yawned: "Junior brother, you've finally arrived. If it had been any later, senior sister would have fallen asleep."

"I apologize for disturbing you, Senior Sister." Xiao Mo bowed respectfully.

"Alright, alright, the night is long, it's good to have someone to keep you company." Shang Jiuli's lips curled up. "But junior brother, you'd better be prepared, your senior sister is very strict."

Xiao Mo: "."

"come in."

Shang Jiuli turned around and walked back to his room.

Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment, then went inside and closed the door.

It wasn't until half past Yin time that Xiao Mo finally emerged from the woman's boudoir, looking extremely exhausted.

For two months in a row, Xiao Mo would sneak into Shang Jiuli's courtyard every day after Ru Xue fell asleep.

Bai Ruxue didn't notice.

One evening two and a half months later.

As usual, Xiao Mo went to Shang Jiuli's residence.

Inside the room, Bai Ruxue, completely unaware of what was happening, remained asleep, breathing steadily.

The woman lay flat on the bed, her chest covered by a blanket, but this could not hide the rise and fall of her chest.

Just as Bai Ruxue was sleeping soundly, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her small hands gripped the blanket tightly, and her head swayed from side to side, as if she were having a nightmare.

"Xiao Mo, don't leave me!"

"What did I do wrong? I'll change, okay? Xiao Mo, don't follow Shang Jiuli."

"Xiao Mo, you shouldn't marry her."

"Xiao Mo!"

Bai Ruxue suddenly sat up in bed, her forehead already covered in cold sweat.

As Bai Ruxue looked around and gradually calmed down, she realized that she had just had a nightmare.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Bai Ruxue exhaled a deep breath.

If Xiao Mo really marries another woman, Bai Ruxue doesn't know what she will do.

Bai Ruxue wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve and walked out of the house.

The night breeze blew against the woman's thin nightgown, carrying a slight chill.

Bai Ruxue tiptoed toward Xiao Mo's room.

Bai Ruxue was quite frightened by the dream she just had.

She felt she needed to look at Xiao Mo a couple of times to calm herself down.

Her snow-white hands gently opened the door, and moonlight shone through the doorway into the room.

"Eh?"

When Bai Ruxue raised her head and looked in the direction of the bed, her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with astonishment.

Bai Ruxue even doubted whether she was seeing things. She rubbed her eyes and looked again and again.

There was indeed no one on that wooden bed.

Where is Xiao Mo?

It was past midnight when Xiao Mo returned to the courtyard.

Xiao Mo pinched the corner of his eye, feeling as if he was about to be hollowed out.

He truly hadn't expected that something like that would be so difficult.

Xiao Mo yawned, walked wearily back to his room, and fell asleep immediately.