CHAPTER 132: CHAPTER 128: SINCERITY IS THE ULTIMATE TRUMP CARD!

After the grand ceremony dispersed.

Disciples stepped forward one by one to offer congratulations, expressing goodwill to Chen Zhixing.

Aside from those few Tao Seed disciples, the rest naturally wanted to make connections with this new South Peak elite, to establish some good relationships.

Amidst the crowd, Xuu Fan’s eyes flickered hesitantly.

He was deliberating whether to approach Xiao Ping.

His visit to the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands was not just for cultivation.

His main goal was to find a reliable backing!

A backing that could shelter him from storms!

Even if the Ziwei Chen Family descended upon him in the future, it would hold its ground against them without faltering!

This Xiao Ping, newly appointed as a True Disciple, was precisely at a time when he needed capable people by his side.

He believed.

As long as he took the initiative, leveraging his ability to infer the future, he could quickly cater to Xiao Ping’s preferences and become a close friend.

"Forget it, Xiao Ping is still too small a shelter; I need to find a real big one."

The next moment.

Xuu Fan raised his head, his gaze shifted to Moo Yuemei on the high platform.

With cultivation reaching the Nirvana Realm, the South Peak Leader was undoubtedly his best choice!

"How should I approach her?"

Xuu Fan gently touched his chin with his right hand, thousands of scenarios flickering in his eyes.

In each scenario, he was getting acquainted with Moo Yuemei.

Soon after.

Each scene quickly collapsed.

This indicated that every approach ended in failure!

Finally, among the countless scenarios, only one remained, continuously being inferred.

"So that’s how it is."

A smile appeared on Xuu Fan’s face.

He gave Moo Yuemei a deep look and then turned to leave the sect plaza.

...

...

That evening.

Guann Tianyu brought some priceless spirit wine and beast meat to find Chen Zhixing and Li Ran for a drink, saying it was to celebrate Chen Zhixing becoming a True Disciple.

Chen Zhixing nodding gave his consent without hesitation.

At the same time.

Inside the Peak Summit Hall.

Moo Yuemei left the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands and transformed into the appearance of a sallow-faced woman, heading toward Fengbo City.

Fengbo City wasn’t a large city, and night had fallen, leaving the streets empty.

Only a few scattered lights remained, inside which silhouettes labored under the lamplight.

Moo Yuemei walked along the riverbank and finally stopped in front of a wooden house.

From afar, she saw an elderly figure with graying hair, walking with a staggering gait, holding a cane, moving a small stool to sit in the yard, staring blankly at the night sky.

Looking at the old lady, a gentle smile appeared on Moo Yuemei’s face.

This old lady was her junior sister’s elder sister.

Back then, when she was not yet the Peak Leader, just a Tao Seed disciple of South Peak.

In South Peak, there was a female disciple named Honglan, who became her sworn sister, their relationship exceptionally close.

The two accompanied each other day and night, going through life and death, fighting side by side.

Though not related by blood, she had long regarded Honglan as her sister.

Later on.

The two participated in a sect mission, to annihilate a demon at the Divine Travel Realm.

Due to a misstep in intelligence, the demon had already reached the True Self Realm!

In that battle.

It was Honglan who decisively chose to sacrifice herself, holding back the True Self Realm demon, saving Moo Yuemei.

It could be said.

If Honglan had not chosen to stay behind back then, there would be no South Peak Leader Moo Yuemei today!

Therefore.

When Moo Yuemei learned that Honglan’s only family in the world was the sister living in Fengbo City.

From then on.

She, Moo Yuemei, became Honglan!

Nearly every few days, she would come from the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands to care for her under Honglan’s identity!

As Moo Yuemei slightly reminisced about these past events.

She suddenly furrowed her brows.

She saw a young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, his appearance rather handsome, carrying water from inside the house.

"Old lady, I’ve cleaned your room, changed and washed the bedding and clothes as well."

"Next time when your family isn’t around, don’t wander outside, or you might not find your way back home, and might not run into me, haha."

The young man spoke cheerfully while pouring out water, casually wiping his hands on his white robe.

"Young man, you’re really nice. When my sister comes, we’ll have a meal together."

The old lady smiled kindly.

"Oh, that’s not necessary. It’s nothing to mention."

"Old lady, I’ll take my leave now and come to see you another day."

The young man waved his hand and turned to leave.

Meanwhile, he counted silently in his heart.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

"Young man, wait."

A voice called from behind him.

The young man’s lips curved upward, revealing a faint smile.

It’s happening!

A second not more, a second not less!

Everything in the plot, exactly as he predicted for the future!

"Ah... who are you? Is there something you need?"

The young man turned around, a confused look on his face.

On the other side, in the distance.

A woman with a sallow face was walking step by step, first calling the old lady "sister," then smiling at the young man, saying:

"Hey young man, have a meal before you leave."

"This..."

The young man looked troubled, about to decline.

The old lady paused with her cane and said undeniably, "Young man, listen to me, have a meal before you go! My sister’s cooking is excellent!"

Hearing this, the young man hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to nod and walk back.

"Honglan, this is your favorite red date cake. I bought it for you at the market today."

The old lady looked at Moo Yuemei and carefully took out a box of roughly made red bean cake, wrapped in simple cloth, from her sleeve.

"Sister, have you forgotten? I haven’t eaten red date cake in a long time."

Though saying this, Moo Yuemei honestly accepted the red bean cake and put it in her mouth, chewing slowly.

"Mmm, still the taste of childhood."

A moment later.

Moo Yuemei had personally prepared a table of dishes and brought them to the courtyard.

"Young man, what’s your name?"

Moo Yuemei asked casually.

The young man stuffed a piece of food into his mouth, his cheeks bulging, eyes lighting up, "Mmm, great cooking!"

Then the young man carelessly said, "My name is Xuu Fan, promise’s ’xu,’ and common’s ’fan.’"

That’s right.

This young man was none other than one of the Celestial Chosen Protagonists, Xuu Fan!

From the moment he appeared in Fengbo City, helping this old lady get home, to helping her clean the house and do chores.

Then, just right when Moo Yuemei arrived, he leisurely left.

To Moo Yuemei’s invitation to stay for a meal, he looked troubled but agreed after some hesitation.

Each step seemed natural, carefree.

In fact, it was the result of countless inferences!

The purpose was singular.

To make everything seem less deliberate, so Moo Yuemei wouldn’t detect his intentions!

If anything went wrong, he wouldn’t be able to get close to Moo Yuemei!

For example, if he’d agreed right away when the old lady asked him to stay for a meal.

Or if he hadn’t shown hesitation, resistance when Moo Yuemei asked.

Then, Moo Yuemei would see it as ’having ulterior motives’!

"Xuu Fan?"

Moo Yuemei raised an eyebrow, instantly remembering.

Wasn’t what Elder Fulong mentioned at yesterday’s morning meeting, about a promising disciple joining South Peak for the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands’ recruitment this time, a disciple named Xuu Fan?

"You seem unfamiliar, not a Fengbo City local, are you?"

Moo Yuemei asked calmly.

"No, I’m a newly admitted disciple of the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, just arrived here not long ago."

Xuu Fan admitted frankly, then seemed to remember something and quickly lowered his voice:

"Aunt, please don’t mention this, our Sacred Lands have rules, you can’t leave the Sect without permission."

Hearing this, Moo Yuemei couldn’t help but feel amused, loosening her guard, shaking her head, saying: "I’m just an ordinary person, not qualified to tell the Immortal Sect about these things."

"That’s good."

Xuu Fan let out a long breath, then got up decisively:

"Old lady, aunt, I’d better go now, if the Sect finds out, I’ll be in trouble."

With that, disregarding the old lady’s attempts to keep him, Xuu Fan chose to leave directly.

Before leaving,

he added with a smile, "Old lady, I’ll come see you another day, and aunt, find time to keep the old lady company, don’t let her go out alone."

"If the old lady of such age were to accidentally fall outside, what then?"

Saying this, Xuu Fan left without hesitation.

The wind blew past his ears constantly, and Xuu Fan soon left Fengbo City.

Today, he had achieved all his objectives!

This was the perfect time to leave!

Staying any longer would be overdoing it!

He understood.

If he wanted to get close to Moo Yuemei, he couldn’t rush even a little!

If he showed even a little impatience, Moo Yuemei would see it as ulterior motives, and once considered as having ulterior motives, no matter what he did, it would be futile!

Facing such distinguished individuals, they were already used to flattery and sycophancy from others.

Conversely, sincerity was something they rarely saw.

Thus,

all he could do was be natural.

The more natural, the better!

"There’s just one way to win over Moo Yuemei."

Xuu Fan’s lips bore a slight smile.

"Sincerity is the ultimate strategy to win her over!"

...

...

In front of the riverside courtyard.

"Honglan, this young man named Xuu is really nice."

The old lady sighed.

"Hmm, indeed not bad."

Moo Yuemei nodded casually, but there was a certain hesitation in her eyes.

Was it coincidence?

Or meticulously planned?