Rebate System in Cultivation World-Chapter 41: Cao ShuRan’s secret

The moment LiuWei appeared, the atmosphere became extremely heavy and gloomy.

"LiuWei!" BaoLan roared, his voice filled with anger. "Last year you chopped off one of my brother’s arms. Do you still have the face to stand here?"

LiuWei glanced at BaoLan and revealed a contemptuous smile. "Why not? Inside the Weapon Tower, everyone relies on their own cultivation. He wasn’t as strong as me yet insisted on competing with me for a weapon. Cutting off one of his arms was already me showing mercy."

"You..." BaoLan gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with rage. "LiuWei, if you have the guts then enter the Weapon Tower again this year. Don’t act like a turtle hiding inside your shell."

"Hahahaha..." LiuWei laughed with disdain. "That line should be said to you instead. Ah! You can also bring along your useless brother and this idiot."

As he spoke, LiuWei pointed at Yun. "The three of you can come together. I guarantee I will only cripple you, not kill you."

After speaking, LiuWei left. The gloom and coldness around him were so terrifying that when he passed BaoLan and Yun, both of them felt a chill run down their spines.

"That bastard!" BaoLan gritted his teeth, his gaze becoming even more frenzied. "So what if he’s at stage 5 of qi refining? I still have that thing. Just wait until I catch your tail."

"Huh!" Yun felt it was meaningless. Being suddenly targeted by a gloomy lunatic like LiuWei also made him feel uneasy. However, he was not some lump of mud that others could step on at will.

If LiuWei dared to come, then he would dare to prepare a banquet to welcome him. Hopefully LiuWei would not be too weak.

All three carried their own thoughts. The way they looked at each other was anything but friendly before they headed toward the grand hall.

....

A carriage stopped in front of Moon-Gazing Pavilion. The carriage cabin was decorated very simply yet extremely refined. Two large red lanterns hung above it, casting a warm glow that fascinated anyone who saw them.

The carriage door opened. Maidservants stepped forward, standing on both sides as they helped the beautiful figure inside step down.

The surrounding crowd inhaled sharply when they saw the girl. Shock filled their hearts, and their stunned faces could not look away from her.

However, they clearly understood the rules. They could only stand far away and watch. None dared to push forward or make noise.

After all, there were many cultivators here. If those cultivators became angry, even ten lives would not be enough for them to survive.

A fragrance like sandalwood mixed with jasmine drifted through the air, accompanied by the faint scent of ink, enchanting everyone.

The world seemed to fall silent just to admire that beautiful woman.

The woman stood among the crowd, yet the atmosphere was incredibly quiet.

Her figure was like a painting from an immortal realm, drawn by an artist using black ink and moonlight. Her appearance was so beautiful that people could hardly look away, like a peerless flower blooming in the spring night.

Her face was delicate like jade, every feature soft and perfect. Her skin was white like the first snow of winter, smooth to the point that even a gentle breeze passing by would make people feel the urge to touch it.

Her long phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze deep like an autumn night lake. It carried a trace of laziness yet concealed an indescribable charm. Just a single glance from her was enough to make hearts tremble.

Her lips were crimson, slightly curved into an alluring arc, both cold and carrying the mature allure of a woman who had seen the world.

Her aura was not gentle or fragile. It was a calm seduction, like a black lotus blooming in darkness, elegant, pure, yet extremely cold.

Her figure made it even harder for people to look away. She was tall and slender with graceful curves like flowing water.

Her waist was so slim that it seemed one hand could wrap around it completely, while the curves of her chest were full and vibrant, creating a contrast that stirred countless fantasies.

Every step she took carried a calm and noble grace, like a queen walking between heaven and earth.

Her long hair flowed down like a waterfall of night, swaying slightly with each movement, further highlighting her enchanting beauty.

Yun, LiuWei, and BaoLan stood on the upper floor, looking down at the scene. When they saw the woman’s appearance, they all inhaled sharply.

As the crowd watched her walk gracefully into Moon-Gazing Pavilion, they began whispering among themselves.

"So beautiful. Like an immortal fairy."

"Are you joking? She is an immortal fairy. More than that, she is the number one talented woman, Cao ShuRan."

"Ah! Who do you think will take the top spot this year, Young Lady Nangong or Young Lady Cao?"

"Sigh. Hard to say. Both are absolutely perfect, like the moon high in the sky, impossible to offend."

"Young Lady Nangong may not lose to Young Lady Cao in beauty, but when it comes to talent and cultivation, Young Lady Nangong will probably lose."

"Hahaha... but I think Young Lady Nangong’s aura is no weaker than Young Lady Cao’s. Besides, Young Lady Nangong is still very young and has huge potential. In a few years she will definitely surpass Young Lady Cao."

"You’re talking nonsense. Damn it. You dare say my idol loses to that bitch?"

"Who are you calling a bitch? That is Young Lady Nangong, the moon in my heart."

"Damn it!"

The crowd began to grow noisy. Of course, cultivators soon appeared and forced them into silence.

Cao ShuRan entered the grand hall, her light footsteps carrying her step by step to the higher floors.

At that moment, a maid behind her spoke with annoyance. "Those men dared to speak badly about you. It’s really hateful!"

ShuRan heard this but showed no emotion. She only glanced at the crowd below and said softly, "Their mouths belong to them. What they say is their right. My ears belong to me. Whether I listen or not is our right."

"Young Lady, they said someone will surpass you this year." the young maid said unhappily.

ShuRan shook her head, her elegant voice sounding calm. "Xiao Hua, whether someone surpasses me or not is not important. In this world, no matter how high a mountain is, there will always be another mountain that is higher."

"What we should do is find happiness for ourselves, not compare ourselves to others, then feel dissatisfied and spin endlessly in the cycle of jealousy."

Xiao Hua puffed her lips, her expression extremely adorable, then said sadly, "Yes, this humble girl understands."

ShuRan stopped walking and turned slightly. Her finger gently tapped the center of Xiao Hua’s forehead as she smiled warmly. "You are still young. There are many things you do not understand yet. Feeling upset is normal."

Xiao Hua smiled, a trace of shyness appearing in her heart. But then she seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked, "Young Lady, will you meet your destined man today?"

ShuRan heard this and her movement paused slightly. But she soon shook her head and sighed before continuing to walk to the higher floor. Her voice was calm, yet if one listened carefully, there was a faint excitement and anticipation hidden within it.

"That... can only be left to fate. It cannot be forced. After all, it is only a divination. It may not be accurate."

Xiao Hua nodded and smiled. "That’s right. That’s right. What man in this world could possibly be worthy of our Young Lady?"

ShuRan heard Xiao Hua’s words and smiled as she shook her head. Her hand gently rested on her full chest, feeling her heartbeat that was slightly faster than usual.

’Strange...’ ShuRan thought to herself. ’Ever since entering Moon-Gazing Pavilion, my heart seems to be beating a little faster than usual. Could it be that today I will truly meet my destined man here?’

She shook her head and sighed, no longer wanting to think about it.

Although she felt a bit of anticipation, she felt even more worry. Ever since Heavenly Secrets Pavilion granted her a single future divination, she used that chance to ask when she would meet her destined man.

In truth, although Cao ShuRan was the number one talented woman, there was a secret no one knew.

She was addicted to novels.

She had written many books about love and secretly hoped that she would one day meet her other half.

After all, she already possessed everything now, from fame and talent to cultivation. The only thing she lacked was a man she could lean on, someone she could happily share her hobbies with.

However, the novels she wrote were not only romantic novels. She also wrote... that kind of novel.

Of course, no one knew she wrote those kinds of novels. Otherwise, the reputation of Cao ShuRan, the number one talented woman, would be trampled and despised by everyone.

But that was her joy. She wanted to satisfy that crazy kind of pleasure, so she could not restrain herself and ended up writing many of them.

Behind her, Xiao Hua spoke softly. "Today Prince BaoLan, LiuWei, and Young Master Yun are here. Young Lady, I feel none of those three are good people. Could the prophecy of Heavenly Secrets Pavilion be wrong?"

Cao ShuRan did not speak. She sighed inwardly. She had already investigated the guests invited to Moon-Gazing Pavilion today and felt somewhat disappointed.

The three people Xiao Hua just mentioned, she had met them before. Of course, she immediately knew they were not the man she was waiting for.

One wanted her in order to stabilize his position in the royal family.

One had nothing special, only that he was more handsome than others.

The last one was even more terrifying, wanting to dual cultivate with her only to absorb her cultivation.

All three were already on Cao ShuRan’s blacklist.

She was about to say something when suddenly three figures appeared in front of her and spoke at the same time.

"Young Lady Cao!"

Cao ShuRan: "..."