Huadian Lane No. 13.

A man with an extremely delicate appearance sat in the guest room chair, crossing his legs, his orchid fingers slightly lifted, his voice carried a magnetic charm: "Mei’Er, long time no see."

"Mrs. Yin Mei, when did you arrive? Didn’t you inform Mei’Er in advance, so I could welcome you?" Yue Mei’Er was very surprised.

Her cultivation had advanced greatly recently, yet she hadn’t noticed Yin Mei’s arrival at all. The skills of this old shadow were truly fearsome.

"Little girl, have you lost your chastity?" Yin Mei glanced at Yue Mei’Er’s walking posture and could tell she was no longer virgin. Having often mixed in brothels, no one was more observant of a woman’s state than him.

"Mrs. Yin Mei, you see through it but don’t speak of it. Mei’Er encountered a good man, so naturally there was no need to hold back." Yue Mei’Er was initially shocked, but quickly regained her composure. Some things, once faced, cannot be concealed, so there’s no point in hiding.

Yin Mei is indeed the Sect Leader’s confidant, but he has his own ideas. Throughout history, sect leaders of the Moon Worship Sect haven’t lived past seventy years.

Counting it all up, the current leader might have ten years left.

Yin Mei could have many more years to live.

"Mei’Er, do you know the consequences of deceiving the Saint Heir?" Suddenly, a formidable aura emanated from Yin Mei, crashing towards Yue Mei’Er.

Yue Mei’Er immediately felt as if her chest had been struck, and her mouth tasted metallic. A mouthful of fresh blood spattered onto the ground’s carpet, blooming like plum blossoms.

"Mrs. Yin Mei, why? Have I offended you?" Yue Mei’Er gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stood defiantly, and asked.

"You found the Saint Heir but concealed the news privately, not reporting it. And you even seduced him into defiling your body. Do you not realize he’s only seventeen?" Yin Mei questioned.

"Seventeen—what’s wrong with that? Mei’Er is already a candidate for Consort Yue. The Saint Heir will become the future lord of the Moon Palace, the future Saint Heir. I merely gave myself to him in advance. Mrs. Yin Mei, even this you want to manage?" Yue Mei’Er clenched her chest, breathing heavily.

"When the Saint Heir takes a consort, consummates, all that requires the Saint Heir’s judgment. Secret trysts like yours are forbidden and violate sect rules!"

"Sect rules? Do they say even the Saint Heir covets the women chosen for his own son?" Yue Mei’Er retorted.

Since everything was laid bare, there was no need to hold back.

"Nonsense, insolence!" Yue Mei furiously waved, releasing a powerful inner breath, targeting the already injured Yue Mei’Er.

Seeing Yue Mei’Er about to be heavily injured.

At that moment, a slim azure figure flew in from outside, raised a hand, and struck that inner breath, pulling Yue Mei’Er aside.

"Miaoxue..." Yue Mei’Er breathed a sigh of relief—it was Si Miaoxue. If she hadn’t arrived in time, she would have been seriously injured.

Si Miaoxue had been progressing rapidly—the cultivation growth rocketing up, having already advanced to the Middle Grade Meridian Passage Realm. At this pace.

Si Miaoxue could reach the Peak of Meridian Passage Realm before thirty, rivaling her teacher Long Po.

It’s truly unbelievable, but Yue Mei’Er felt it herself, as her cultivation was also rapidly growing recently.

They all knew this was brought by Lin Miao. Without Lin Miao, their progress wouldn’t have been so remarkable.

She was younger than Si Miaoxue, initially she had no confidence in reaching the Meridian Passage Realm before thirty, but now, she had more than confidence; she wanted to compete with Si Miaoxue.

To see who could attain the Peak of Meridian Passage Realm at a younger age.

"Si Miaoxue, Middle Grade Meridian Passage Realm!" Yin Mei was slightly shocked; his cultivation was the Peak of Meridian Passage Realm, on par with Long Po, just a step away from ascending to Tianyuan.

Once achieving Tianyuan, he would retire from his Protector role and become an elder in the Moon Worship Sect.

The number of elders in the sect is not fixed; anyone who reaches Tianyuan qualifies for the position, enjoys many privileges, and is exempt from numerous restrictions—even the orders of Saint Heir Yue Jun are not mandatory.

Si Miaoxue was not even thirty, yet she had reached the Meridian Passage Realm, and at the Middle Grade level. In the sect’s history, apart from past sect leaders, who else could boast such talent?

This young girl, if she grows, will quickly surpass her teacher Long Po.

"Mr. Mei, Sect Leader’s personal interests, you are aware. Sister, we were forced; the Saint Heir is the sect’s future, and we were trained within the sect to serve him. To offer ourselves in advance, what’s the harm?" Si Miaoxue shielded Yue Mei’Er, speaking coldly.

"You found the Saint Heir, why haven’t you reported it? Deceiving the Saint Heir, causing the release of the errant Protector Long Po?"

"My teacher wouldn’t randomly cut ties with the ’Moon God Record’. It was of no use to her. Sect Leader clearly wants to use my teacher to lure me back. True, isn’t it?"

"Your teacher might not need it, but the Saint Heir does. She stole it for him."

"Heh, when my teacher returned, I hadn’t found the Saint Heir yet. How could she know he needed the ’Moon God Record’? Besides, he could naturally receive its legacy upon returning to the Moon Palace; why make such an effort to steal it?" Si Miaoxue rebutted.

"Indeed, Miaoxue is right. The Saint Heir could appropriately receive his legacy; why steal it?" Yue Mei’Er now stood firmly with Si Miaoxue.

"Fine, assuming you’re right. Now, hand the Saint Heir to me, for the Saint Heir might grant you mercy, finding you valuable for discovery, otherwise..."

Yin Mei suddenly felt his inner breath stalling, somewhat unable to rise.

He had been cautious since entering, touching nothing. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Could it be...

Yin Mei looked at the ancient bronze incense burner on the table. When he knocked Yue Mei’Er away, she seemed to touch it, perhaps sprinkling something into it.

"Mei’er, you?" Si Miaoxue also noticed the odd expression on Yin Mei’s face, glanced at Yue Mei’Er, and saw her wink at her.

She understood instantly.

Yue Mei’Er had used the incense that had subdued her and Yue Shisan before; it was specially made by Lin Miao and carried by Si Miaoxue.

Yue Mei’Er also had this privilege. They both had antidotes, so they were naturally unafraid.

This kind of incense was virtually unbeatable, even the cunning and devious Moon Worship Sect Protector, Yin Mei, fell for it.

The main reason was that he had never encountered it before.

"Si Miaoxue, Yue Mei’Er, you little bitches just wait for me!" Yin Mei was furious and embarrassed. He vanished in a flash in front of the two women. Although he was affected, his profound cultivation allowed this incense to only temporarily disrupt his internal breathing. As a master at the peak of the Meridian Passage Realm, it wasn’t too difficult for him to escape.

At least, after leaving this space and ceasing to inhale the incense, his internal breathing, even if blocked, would maintain his ability to escape danger.

"Mei’Er, go inform Mr. Lin, I’m going after him!" Si Miaoxue ordered. At this moment, if Yin Mei was allowed to return to the sect alive, the consequences would be unimaginable. Once he restored his cultivation, given his level, probably no one could handle him.

"Miaoxue, be careful..."

...

"What? Yin Mei, a master at the peak of the Meridian Passage Realm, even if affected by the incense, Miaoxue shouldn’t be chasing him alone..." Lin Miao got anxious as soon as he heard the news from Yue Mei’Er.

"Mr. Lin, I’m worried that Miaoxue isn’t a match for Yin Mei."

"Yue Mei’Er, quickly go to Li Hen City and call for Yue Wu and Yue Shisan; together, numbers give strength. I’ll think of a way and leave signs along the way for you to catch up with me as soon as possible!" Lin Miao instructed.

"Okay."

Yue Mei’Er had become one of their own. The restrictions on Yue Wu had long been lifted, and Lin Miao had even managed to repair Yue Shisan’s Dantian.

Although Yue Shisan didn’t say anything, his attitude towards Lin Miao had changed from before.

These two were stationed at the general store in Li Hen City. The sugar crystal trade was too profitable to be left unsupervised.

"Mao’er, come here." Lin Miao announced a temporary clinic closure, returned to the inn, and called Lin Mao over, giving him a note.

"Deliver this to Shanglin Temple immediately, hand it personally to the Discipline Monk, Fahai. I’ll wait for him at Six Miles Bridge outside the city," Lin Miao instructed. "Be quick, go by horse."

"Understood, Master Lin."

...

Lin Miao certainly understood this was the best opportunity to hunt Yin Mei. If missed, there probably wouldn’t be another chance.

It’s a pity that the heroine Bai Feng wasn’t at Dongshan; otherwise, he wouldn’t have sent Lin Mao to seek Fahai. Shanglin Temple owed him a favor, and now he could use it.

Otherwise, it would indeed be difficult to capture Yin Mei, who was at the peak of the Meridian Passage Realm.

Lin Miao also prepared himself, bringing the necessary weapons and wound medicines. Even with so many people, there was no guarantee that they wouldn’t need to fight.

The wound medicine was essential, and he even prepared three emergency kits.

After giving Sun Youwei a word of advice,

Lin Miao also led his horse out the door.

Yin Mei was a member of the Moon Worship Sect, and he certainly wouldn’t dare to stay in the city. If discovered, and besieged, escape would be impossible.

His only option was the direction outside the city, where there was vast space. With his abilities and Lightweight Skill, not many places could trap him.

But now, with his internal breathing obstructed and combat power reduced, performing at half his usual strength would be good.

One incense stick’s time later.

Outside the city at Six Miles Bridge.

A monk clad in patchwork garments, wearing a conical hat, and moving with astonishing speed arrived, wielding a staff made of cast steel.

"Amitabha, greetings, Mr. Lin!"

"Great monk, help me solve a big problem, and I’ll clear all grievances with your Shanglin Temple, how about it?" Lin Miao said, sitting poised on the horse.

"This monk does not kill."

"I won’t ask you to kill. You just need to capture that demon for me." Lin Miao nodded in agreement. Asking a monk to kill was indeed inappropriate.

"That would be best," Fahai nodded, not asking further questions.

"A horse is prepared for you, the road is a bit long," Lin Miao tossed the reins of another horse to Fahai. "That demon headed towards Longchuan Canyon."

"Then, this monk will join Mr. Lin in subduing the demon!"