Chapter Fifteen: The Fox Maiden Qingmu

  "Which side's mice launched a sneak attack?"

  Leng Da Shi's cold voice shouted out. As his voice left his mouth, the dazzling sword light also lit up, and he saw that in his hand was a three-foot-long sword, which instantly transformed into a ten-several-zhang-long icy light, "Whoosh whoosh whoosh" several sounds, the icy light danced in the air for a moment, suddenly disappearing without a trace. However, Leng Da Shi's sword had already returned to its scabbard, and from drawing his sword to sheathing it again took less than one second. But the giant rocks in the air had already fallen down, turning into powder.

  "So strong!"

  Meng Xuan was startled and secretly frightened.

  After all, he was also a descendant of the Xianmen, and although he had heard countless times about the fame of Cold Master, in his heart, he still looked down on these swordsmen and warriors in the mortal world. It wasn't until now that he saw the power of Cold Master's one sword, did he realize he had underestimated him.

  No matter how strong he was, just this one sword alone made Meng Xuan know that he definitely couldn't withstand it.

  It's probably not just him, even if the elders of his own sect came, they might not be able to take it on.

  The reputation of Master Cold's sword obsession is indeed well-deserved.

  "Could it be Leng Daoshi?"

  The hidden enemy in the dark also seemed to be frightened, and it wasn't until after a commotion that someone softly called out.

  "It's me, old man, who came with the noble guest to visit Shuixi Niangniang. Is this the hospitality of Qingqiu Ridge?"

  Leng Daishi was somewhat angry. He had kindly invited Meng Xuan to come and treat the little fox's illness, but as soon as he arrived, he was attacked.

  He didn't mind, anyway these spells couldn't hurt him, but he was worried that Meng Xuan would get annoyed.

  "Master, forgive me, there seems to be some misunderstanding!"

  The surrounding shadows were heavy, someone emitted a few sparks of fox fire, and immediately illuminated the surroundings.

  But then, in the midst of the graves, there were actually four or five fox spirits hiding, each with a look as if they were facing a great enemy.

  One of the fox women said: "These past few days, Black Wood Mountain has been restless, with people constantly coming to disturb us. Because we have received orders from our mistress, we are specifically guarding this place. Just now, I saw two figures in the distance and didn't know if it was the master arriving, so I rashly took action..."

  Leng Daoshi waved his hand and said, "Never mind, it's also because I didn't inform you in advance. Where is the princess now?"

  "The message has been sent, Master, and you are coming with me..."

  Leng Dashi seemed familiar with this group of fox women, and they didn't suspect anything, directly inviting Leng Dashi in.

  "Who is this?"

  When Meng Xuan's face was covered with a mask, a fox girl hesitated and couldn't help but ask.

  "It was I who invited this noble guest, and even you, Your Ladyship, might not have been able to invite him. Do you still want to block his way outside?"

  Leng Daoshi's voice was somewhat displeased, and the fox girl hastily said she didn't dare, and also invited Meng Xuan to come in.

  After passing through this tomb, Meng Xuan found that there were many mechanisms here, and the guards were strict. It was indeed a situation where one would be on guard against a great enemy.

  "Master Cold, I didn't know you were coming, and I failed to welcome you from afar. Please forgive me..."

  Less than a hundred feet away, in the darkness ahead, a pink cloud flew over, it was Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng.

  "Who is this?"

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng saw Mèng Xuān wearing a mask and was slightly taken aback.

  Leng Daoshi smiled faintly and said: "Your Highness wasn't asking me yesterday how I recovered from my illness? I've invited him for you..."

  "Your illness is not..."

  The Water Moon Girl suddenly covered her mouth, understood, and exclaimed with delight: "Thank you, Master, Divine Doctor, please follow me in to have some tea!"

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng's mind was quick-witted, and she immediately understood that there must have been a prior agreement between the divine doctor and Lěng Dà Shī, which made it impossible for him to reveal his identity. Therefore, when she asked about her illness yesterday, Lěng Dà Shī told her that she would recover on her own, bound by their oath, but in private, he actually went to beg the divine doctor, and even brought the divine doctor to Qīng Qiū Lǐng. This favor was not insignificant.

  Meng Xuan didn't say a word in front of everyone, he just nodded slightly.

  Three people rode on a lucky cloud, in an instant several dozen miles away, and arrived at a place with clear mountains and water, where the fox fire was shining brightly.

  But what he saw was that this place was under an old locust tree that had grown for tens of thousands of years, the old locust tree was dozens of feet thick, with roots and trunks twisted together, extending out a forest, under the tree, there was a huge space, faintly shining with warm light, surrounded by numerous spiritual veins, spiritual energy lingering, flowers and grasses everywhere, looking more like a blessed place than a demon cave.

  "Please come in..."

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng invited Lěng Dàshī and Mèng Xuān to enter, but saw that the interior was also quite exquisite, just like a woman's boudoir. Antiques and pearls were scattered everywhere, rare flowers and grasses grew in the corners, and some elegant calligraphy and paintings hung on the walls. What distinguished it from an ordinary woman's boudoir was that on some ancient, fragrant shelves, there were placed Buddhist scriptures, Confucian classics, and Taoist canons.

  On a small table carved from a rare wood, Shui Yue Niang Niang personally brought over the immortal tea, then dismissed those on either side of her.

  "This is the divine doctor..."

  The water moon daughter asked tentatively.

  She had a lot of experience dealing with humans and knew that people with abilities often have some quirks, while Meng Xuan's face was covered with a mask, seemingly not wanting to let ordinary people know his identity, so he asked with some caution.

  "Please forgive me, Miss. Meng didn't want any trouble, that's why he wore a mask when he came to visit!"

  Meng Xuan burst out laughing and removed the mask from his face.

  "Is it you... Young Master Meng?"

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng was shocked and never expected to see Meng Xuan here.

  But she suddenly lit up and looked at Master Leng: "Could it be that Master's illness..."

  Leng Daishi smiled slightly and nodded, saying: "Meng Gongzi's medical skills are something I admire greatly, one might even say they're unmatched!"

  By now, Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng had not a shred of doubt left in her mind. She had always felt that something was off, and couldn't understand why the lofty Cold Master would place such importance on Mèng Xuān, this abandoned disciple of the Immortal Sect. Now that it was out in the open, everything made sense: regardless of whether or not Mèng Xuān was an abandoned disciple, he had indeed saved Cold Master's life, and with Cold Master's strong sense of gratitude and righteousness, it was only natural that he would look at him in a new light.

  "Lord Meng, have mercy and save my sister..."

  The Water Moon Goddess was momentarily agitated, and tears almost fell from her eyes.

  "Your Ladyship, please don't be anxious. I, Meng, have come to see if I can be of any assistance. However, before examining your younger sister's illness, there is something that must be clarified!"

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng hastily nodded and said: "Mèng Gōng Zǐ, just say it without hesitation. As long as we, the Qing Qiū Lǐng, can afford to pay, we will definitely not spare any cost!"

  Meng Xuan shook his head and said, "Your Ladyship has misunderstood. I don't want money or any of your precious things. There are just two conditions that need to be clarified..." He then recited his three rules and one order, and also mentioned the concerns he had before coming. Only then did he say, "If Your Ladyship can agree to these conditions, Meng will go take a look at your younger sister. Otherwise..."

  "No need to say more, Meng Gongzi is willing to come and see my sister's illness, it's already a great kindness. Those three rules and one order I will remember carefully in my heart. Besides, no matter whether Meng Gongzi can cure my sister or not, when Meng Gongzi has something happen, our Qingqiuling will never stand by and do nothing!"

  Before Meng Xuan could finish speaking, Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng cut him off and said decisively.

  Since it had come to this point, Meng Xuan also had nothing more to say, and said: "Where is your younger sister? I'll go take a look!"

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng nodded hastily and asked Lěng Dàshī to drink tea first, then took Mèng to the cave.

  He walked through a dozen winding corridors, but arrived at an extremely secluded place. From afar, he could feel the thick spiritual energy, and within that energy, there was an invisible pressure that rushed towards him. Even Meng Xuan had to circulate his true energy to protect himself from being affected by this pressure. In his heart, he was secretly shocked, because judging from this pressure alone, the other person's cultivation might have already surpassed his own.

  "Master Meng, please come in..."

  The water moon daughter pushed open a door and then let it be by her side.

  Meng Xuan stepped into the room and couldn't help but be shocked. He had already seen the source of the pressure, which was a little girl who looked like she was only seven or eight years old, lying on a thick white bear skin rug reading a Confucian classic. When she heard Meng Xuan's footsteps, she turned her head around, and he saw that she was lovely and cute, fresh and elegant, with an indescribable charm that captured people's hearts. However, on both sides of her face, just like Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng, she also had a pair of sharp white fox ears.

  "Is this your younger sister?"

  Meng Xuan sighed, marveling that the world had such a beautiful girl. What was even more rare was that at her young age, her cultivation had already surpassed his own. If she grew up, it was unknown what kind of achievements she would have.

  "It's him, Qingmu, hurry up and see Master Meng, he has come to treat your illness..."

  Shuǐ Yuè Niáng Niáng replied from the side.

  "Got it!"

  The fox girl Qingmu's voice was as elegant as the sound of a guqin, she stood up obediently, adjusted her clothes and paid respects to Meng Xuan with a standard Confucian salute.

  Meng Xuan smiled and said, "No need for formalities, come over here and let me take a look at your condition!"