Jinshi Pavilion.
After pawning the treasure, Chajin was about to leave.
Flowers, exuding a graceful and mature aura, casually asked, "Miss, may I ask the name and surname of the young master from your family?"
"No comment."
Chajin left with these curt words.
Encountering that little vixen-like Zheng Muyao in the morning had made her wary. Now, seeing the beautiful owner of Jinshi Pavilion asking about Su Yi, she became even more displeased.
She couldn't forget that this Flowers-like woman had mentioned to Su Yi yesterday that she had a twin sister named Qiao Yu...
Flowers was stunned, wondering how she had offended this stunning maid.
"If you don't tell me, I will eventually find out who he is."
Flowers smiled and shook her head.
The deaths of the three martial arts experts by the side of the Third Prince in the wilderness seemed to be related to that youth in the blue robe.
Naturally, it piqued Flowers' interest.
...
Autumn Leaf Mountain.
The mountain was majestic, with winding peaks and flowing waterfalls. The rocks were ancient, and the vegetation was lush.
The Tianyuan Academy was built on the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain.
Su Yi looked up and saw the clouds and mist, with a hint of faint spiritual energy lingering between the mountains, rivers, and clouds.
"There should be a spiritual vein underground here."
Su Yi made a judgment.
"Uncle Su, follow me."
Zheng Muyao led the way ahead, ascending the stone steps that were built in layers among the mountains.
Su Yi followed behind with his hands behind his back.
Liao Bo stayed at the foot of the mountain to take care of the carriage.
The air in the mountains was cool, with mist lingering. It was full of steep cliffs, exotic flowers, and rare plants. Occasionally, flocks of cranes flew by, making it seem like a pure land away from the world.
Along the way, they often saw young boys and girls, handsome and beautiful, dressed in magnificent clothes. They chatted and laughed with each other, exuding youthful vitality. They were not very old.
When they saw Zheng Muyao, most of those young men and women showed a hint of wariness. Some bold ones approached Zheng Muyao to exchange greetings, with a touch of awe in their expressions.
Zheng Muyao appeared reserved all the way, her black dress fluttering. Occasionally, she would glance at Su Yi.
As long as their eyes were not blind, they could see that she was famous in Tianyuan Academy.
However, soon Zheng Muyao became disappointed.
Su Yi seemed completely oblivious to all of this, as if he hadn't noticed the awe with which people treated her along the way...
This made Zheng Muyao's initial sense of pride and arrogance vanish into thin air.
"Who is that guy, and why is he walking with Zheng Family's 'Little Witch'?"
"Shh, lower your voice. Last time, someone was gossiping behind her back, saying that in our Tianyuan Academy, no one could subdue Zheng Muyao. As a result, those three people who discussed it were all hanged on a tree and each received thirty lashes, their skin torn, and their dignity lost."
"Among the four beauties of Tianyuan Academy, only Zheng Muyao has the most mischievous and unruly temperament. Countless men have been dealt with by her. Yet, there are still many who worship her as a goddess and are infatuated with her. It's really strange."
"With such a hot and stunning beauty, and being the young lady of the Zheng family, who wouldn't want to possess her? Dying under the peony, even a ghost would be romantic."
"However, who is that young man in the blue robe by her side? He doesn't seem to be afraid of her at all..."
...
Along the way, the scene of Su Yi and Zheng Muyao walking side by side caught people's attention and sparked many whispers and discussions.
It was not until they reached the halfway point of the mountain that they saw in the distance numerous pavilions and towers shrouded in clouds and mist, densely arranged and seemingly endless.
"Uncle Su, Tianyuan Academy has seventy-two halls, thirty-six pavilions, eighteen palaces, and countless practice grounds. It would take more than a day to explore them all," Zheng Muyao chirped. "If you tell me who you're looking for, I can take you there directly."
"Wei Zhengyang," Su Yi uttered a name.
Zheng Muyao was momentarily stunned and somewhat puzzled.
Tianyuan Academy had thousands of outer disciples and more than three hundred inner disciples. Zheng Muyao was familiar with the prominent figures, but among them, there was no one named Wei Zhengyang.
"Hey, you, come here," Zheng Muyao thought for a moment and waved at a silver-robed youth in the distance.
The silver-robed youth stiffened and pointed to himself, "Me?"
"Yes, you," Zheng Muyao replied.
The silver-robed youth hurriedly approached, nervously cupping his hands. "What can I do for you, Senior Sister Zheng?"
Zheng Muyao asked, "Do you know Wei Zhengyang?"
"Of course," the silver-robed youth quickly replied. "He joined the sect just a month ago and is practicing in the North Martial Courtyard as an outer disciple."
"No wonder I don't recognize him. So he's a newcomer to the sect..." Zheng Muyao murmured, waving her hand dismissively. "It's none of your business."
The silver-robed youth seemed relieved and quickly left.
"Go to the North Martial Courtyard," Su Yi said.
Zheng Muyao immediately suppressed her unruliness, her smile sweet as she replied, "Okay."
...
North Martial Courtyard.
Slap!
A scorching slap landed hard on Wei Zhengyang's face.
He knelt there, blood flowing from his nose and mouth, his cheeks swollen, but he dared not wipe away the bloodstains on his face, his heart filled with resentment.
"I'll say it one last time. If you don't produce one hundred spiritual stones within three days, I'll hit you every time I see you!"
A young man in a splendid robe pointed at Wei Zhengyang's nose. "Do you understand?"
Wei Zhengyang lowered his head, trembling as he said, "Senior brother, I truly can't come up with them. I gave you all the spiritual stones I obtained from my family in the past few days, I..."
Slap!
Another slap landed on Wei Zhengyang's face.
The young man in splendid robes coldly said, "Did you hear me clearly?"
On the side, a group of people burst into cold laughter.
"I...I heard...heard clearly..." Wei Zhengyang clenched his hands tightly, gritting his teeth, no longer daring to retort.
"Spit! Look at what kind of person you are! You dare to compete with Xiang Ming for a woman. You deserve to be dealt with," the young man in splendid robes spat at Wei Zhengyang before leaving with the people around him.
Only Wei Zhengyang remained kneeling there, utterly desolate.
From a distance, Su Yi watched this scene, shaking his head inwardly.
Back then, when Wen Lingzhao left home on his wedding day, Wei Zhengyang accompanied him when he returned to the Wen family after a year.
At that time, Wei Zhengyang was full of spirit and received a warm reception from the prominent figures of the Wen family.
Su Yi still vividly remembered that Wei Zhengyang had boasted about helping Wen Lingzhao dissolve the marriage and even pointed at Su Yi himself, arrogantly stating that if he couldn't make it on his own, he wouldn't mind becoming Su Yi's servant...
How arrogant Wei Zhengyang was back then.
But times had changed, and in such a short period, he had ended up like this.
Forced to kneel and unable to retaliate even when slapped, being trampled upon and humiliated like a pitiful worm.
Compared to before, this guy was now in a much worse state than Wen Lingzhao.
Originally, Su Yi had planned to deal with this person who had once tried to cuckold him when he came to Tianyuan Academy.
But now, it seemed utterly unnecessary.
"Hey, you guys, stop right there," Zheng Muyao spoke up, halting the young man in splendid robes and the others who had just humiliated Wei Zhengyang.
"Zh...Zheng Senior Sister?" The young man in splendid robes shuddered and hurriedly approached, wearing a forced smile.
The others' faces also changed drastically as they hurried over, each one anxious and uneasy. They all knew just how terrifying this notorious little witch of Tianyuan Academy could be.
"What did Wei Zhengyang do wrong to deserve such mistreatment from all of you?" Zheng Muyao asked.
"Well..." The young man in splendid robes trembled all over, thinking that Zheng Muyao was going to seek justice for Wei Zhengyang.
"Spit it out," Zheng Muyao said impatiently.
The young man in splendid robes dared not hide anything and reluctantly said, "Ever since Wei Zhengyang entered Tianyuan Academy, he has been trying to get close to Senior Sister Wen Lingzhao. Whenever he had the chance, he would pester her relentlessly. This made Senior Brother Xiang Ming very unhappy, so he ordered us to teach him a lesson."
Zheng Muyao's eyebrows furrowed, and her gaze turned to Su Yi.
"You may leave," Su Yi waved his hand.
However, the young man in splendid robes turned his gaze towards Zheng Muyao. They didn't recognize Su Yi, so if Zheng Muyao didn't speak up, they wouldn't dare to leave just like that.
"I said you can leave, didn't you hear?" Zheng Muyao said impatiently.
Only then did the young man in splendid robes and the others breathe a sigh of relief and hastily left.
"You... are you Su Yi?" Wei Zhengyang, who was kneeling on the ground, noticed Zheng Muyao and also saw Su Yi standing beside her. He couldn't help but be stunned, almost unable to believe his own eyes.
"Take me to see Wen Lingzhao," Su Yi said indifferently, turning and walking away.
Zheng Muyao was puzzled. They had clearly found Wei Zhengyang, so why did Su Yi suddenly want to leave?
She hurriedly caught up with him.
From afar, Wei Zhengyang's voice rang out in a loud shout, "Su Yi, you're not worthy of Lingzhao, you're not!"
His voice was filled with resentment, unwillingness, and anger.
However, Su Yi didn't turn around. He couldn't help but mock himself internally.
In the end, small characters like Wei Zhengyang and Li Moyun were not in the same world as Wen Lingzhao. How could they possibly have a chance to cuckold him?
If he were to deal with them again, it would be like willingly stepping on dog poop. It would not only be disgusting but also dirty his own feet.
"Wen Lingzhao..." Zheng Muyao was taken aback. Could it be that this guy had a different relationship with Wen Lingzhao?
It should be noted that although Wen Lingzhao had only recently joined Tianyuan Academy, she was the most eye-catching figure in recent times.
She had an extraordinary appearance, as cold as ice, and possessed remarkable talent. She effortlessly stood out from the ranks of outer disciples!
In less than half a month, she was personally accepted as a closed-door disciple by Elder Zhu Guqing, an extraordinary achievement that most disciples could only dream of!
And around her, a large number of followers had gathered, including some of the most outstanding young talents.
Now, Wen Lingzhao's reputation had even spread to Gunzhou City. Countless major forces had heard of the stunning young girl from Tianyuan Academy.
Even Zheng Muyao herself had marveled at the speed of Wen Lingzhao's rise.
Even she had to admit that Wen Lingzhao was an astonishing ice fairy, possessing enough qualifications to be proud of herself.
"Hmm? I remember someone mentioned a long time ago that Wen Lingzhao was already married, and her husband seemed to be called Su Yi. However, that guy in the rumors was just a cultivator with no cultivation and low status..." Zheng Muyao glanced at Su Yi's figure not far away, her eyes filled with confusion.