The moonlight is hazy, the clear brilliance like gauze...
Mu Qingge waited in Fusha City for three days. During these three days, Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen would come to find her every day, but they were all sent away.
It’s not that she didn’t want to see them, but she had already guessed what they wanted to say, so there was no need to meet again.
Jiang Li leaned against the window, body resting on the wall, watching Mu Qingge standing in front of the window.
Mu Qingge gazed at the moonlight outside the window, her hands behind her back, her fingertips gently rubbing the Exquisite Finger Ring on her right index finger. From her expression, it was impossible to discern what she was thinking.
Fortunately, Jiang Li was also too lazy to think, and usually, she would ask directly.
"What are you thinking?"
A trace of dim light flashed in the depths of Mu Qingge’s clear eyes. She lowered her gaze and replied softly, "Thinking about how to preserve the corpse at a constant temperature."
Mu Liancheng had been placed in an extremely cold environment for many years. If the environment suddenly changed, despite his body having the Earth Emperor Pill, it might still be damaged.
However, this was just an excuse from Mu Qingge.
If she hadn’t considered this issue, how could she have presumptuously proposed to take Mu Liancheng away? She had already instructed Mengmeng to find a low-temperature spot in the space when leaving the Sang Family.
Taking Mu Liancheng away, naturally, the Mystic Ice had to be taken along as well. So the issue of environmental change had long been resolved by her.
"Lying." Jiang Li mercilessly exposed her falsehood.
Mu Qingge looked over at her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, bringing a trace of an elusive smile.
Jiang Li straightened her body, squeezed over to join her at the window, enjoying the moonlight outside together. "For a problem like this, if you hadn’t thought it through and went to the Sang Family to ask for someone, then you wouldn’t be Mu Qingge. Come on, what’s troubling you, tell your sister, maybe I’ll have a brilliant solution."
Mu Qingge shook her head lightly, rather helplessly said, "Even coming to the Middle Ancient Realm, I still can’t change your gossiping heart."
Jiang Li widened her beautiful eyes, justified in her self-defense, "I only gossip about your matters, okay? Do you only see my gossiping and not the deep concern hidden underneath?"
Mu Qingge pulled at the corner of her mouth, only Jiang Li could say such things so righteously... ’Touching!’
Removing her gaze from Jiang Li, she looked outside the window again. Mu Qingge exhaled a breath of foul air between her lips, speaking in a low voice, "I was just thinking about the matters at the Sang Family."
"What matters?" Jiang Li asked.
Mu Qingge’s gaze darkened, her eyes deep and unfathomable. "Why Sang Lanruo would lie to King Sang Shun, saying that I didn’t inherit the Sang Family’s bloodline. Does she really not know, or is she purposely hiding it? And also Sang Lanruo’s explanations."
Jiang Li nodded imperceptibly and began discussing with her. "Actually, you retelling her words made me feel the matter became a bit complicated."
"Complicated?" Mu Qingge looked at her, a bit puzzled in her eyes.
She didn’t think there was anything complicated about it.
Jiang Li gazed at her, saying seriously, "If she really didn’t make any effort and left, and hadn’t thought of you for nineteen years, then it’d be easy. Just don’t acknowledge this mother. But you said, her explanation was that she wanted to leave a message but couldn’t find the opportunity, begging the Sang Family to send word to the Mu Family but was deceived. After returning to the Middle Ancient Realm, she tried to send a message to the Linchuan Realm through artifact refining for others but never succeeded. So she did her best, at least didn’t forget you. Acknowledging this mother or not becomes challenging. Regarding the possibility of her hiding your bloodline, there are only two possibilities. One is that you were too young then, and the bloodline hadn’t manifested, she genuinely did not know. Another is not wanting you to be controlled by the Sang Family, forced to stay."
"If I don’t want to stay, the Sang Family can’t keep me." Mu Qingge said calmly.
She continued, "Acknowledging or not isn’t the issue. Human emotions are complex, and many relationships cannot be explained just by a title."
She looked at Jiang Li, pointing to her own heart, "Acknowledging is not about words, but the heart." At least, so far, she hasn’t regarded Sang Lanruo as a mother in her heart.
"Since you understand this, why are you still troubled?" Jiang Li asked, bewildered.
Mu Qingge’s eyes darkened slightly, voice lowered further. "Because my purpose in coming to the Sang Family also includes the artifact refining technique of the Sang Family."
"The Sang Family’s artifact refining technique?" Jiang Li was surprised.
Mu Qingge nodded. "Yes, the Sang Family’s artifact refining technique. No matter what, the Sang Family’s technique is authentic. Seeing it once could greatly help my artifact refining skills. I am currently planning to upgrade the Dragon Tooth Guards’ weapon level and need many weapons for city construction. But my artifact refining skills are stuck at the Treasure Artifact Refiner level and hard to break through. I think the Sang Family’s technique could help me break through this barrier."
"A Divine Level Refiner!" Jiang Li’s eyes widened in shock, suddenly exclaiming, "Damn! Are you planning to craft no less than five hundred sets of divine-level equipment?" She remembered that Mu Qingge’s Dragon Tooth Guards numbered five hundred, and if each had a set of divine-level equipment, the spectacle would be unimaginable!
In the face of Jiang Li’s surprise, Mu Qingge just nodded lightly.
To her, five hundred sets of divine-level equipment seemed insignificant.
Jiang Li shook her head in amazement, teasingly said, "Mu Qingge, if you tell me now you want to pluck the moon from the sky to wear as a hairpiece, I wouldn’t be surprised."
Mu Qingge raised her brows, immediately catching Jiang Li’s hint.
"You don’t believe me?"
"Believe! Of course, I believe." Jiang Li laughed, patting Mu Qingge’s shoulder, seriously said, "Well, if convenient, when crafting, please make me a Divine Artifact too, thanks."
Five hundred sets of divine-level equipment!
This is not a task that can be completed just with time! Even the head of the Sang Family, after a lifetime of refining, has probably not crafted this amount of divine-level weapons.
Of course, if Mu Qingge’s ’ambitious goal’ really materializes, when the five hundred Dragon Tooth Guards reveal their divine-level equipment, the visual impact would be remarkable.
Hearing Jiang Li’s disbelief, Mu Qingge smiled, too lazy to explain.
"So, how do you plan to obtain the Sang Family’s artifact refining technique?" Jiang Li asked.
This too was a difficulty for Mu Qingge. She furrowed her brows, pursing her lips without speaking.
Jiang Li mused, "To get the Sang Family’s artifact refining technique, just admit your refiner bloodline and acknowledge the Sang Family, I think they wouldn’t be stingy. But you don’t want too many ties with them, even less to be bound by them. Then only one option remains, coaxing it out of your sister."
Mu Qingge shook her head, "Such knowledge can’t be casually shared. Why make it difficult for her? If it gets exposed, she’d be implicated too."
"You." Jiang Li sighed, shaking her head, "You’re someone who won’t complain even if others implicate you. Yet your matters, you never want to involve others in."
"In this world, the hardest to repay is a favor." Mu Qingge said with a mild smile.
Then she added, "Not every blame I’m willing to shoulder either."
"Yes, indeed, but as long as it’s someone you care about, you’ll never shirk. I understand now why the Dragon Tooth Guards are so loyal to you, why Mei Zizhong and the others are willing to risk their lives just to find you." Jiang Li sighed.
The humor in Mu Qingge’s eyes almost gleamed as she looked at Jiang Li, "You forgot someone."
"Hmm?" Jiang Li was momentarily puzzled.
Mu Qingge smiled, "That person abandoned his kingdom, splendid rivers and mountains, luxurious life, countless citizens, all just to stay by my side."
Jiang Li’s face turned peculiar at Mu Qingge’s words.
She couldn’t help but get goosebumps, shivering slightly. Rubbing her arms, she said, "Too cheesy! I said I came to the Middle Ancient Realm out of curiosity for the land, not just because of you!"
"There’s a reason involving me, don’t be shy." Mu Qingge smiled broadly.
Jiang Li rolled her eyes at her, turned to leave, yawning, "So sleepy! I’m going to bed, too lazy to keep you company here in the night breeze."
Reaching the bed, Jiang Li sat on it, since reuniting with Mu Qingge, she actually stayed night after night with her, a behavior that seemed to solidify her ’man’ status to outsiders.
In front of Xie Ya and Xuan Ya, even in front of Mu Chen and Mu Peng, she was practically the future lady boss.
Before lying down, Jiang Li asked, "You’re going to the Sang Family to pick someone up tomorrow, should I accompany you? Or perhaps you go distract the Sang Family while I steal the refining technique? Otherwise, after tomorrow, if you still want to approach them or stay in Fusha City for opportunities, you’ll have no more excuses."
Who’s to say when Mu Qingge doesn’t acknowledge her mother?
"No need. The matter of the Sang Family’s Artifact Refining Technique cannot be rushed. Let’s get the person out first." Mu Qingge said to her.
Seeing that Mu Qingge already had an idea, Jiang Li nodded and said no more, lying down on the bed.
Jiang Li was already asleep, but Mu Qingge was wide awake.
Stealing or tricking to obtain the Sang Family’s Artifact Refining Technique is definitely not feasible. Even if she were to ask Sang Xuewu, not to mention whether she would violate the Sang Family’s rules and tell her privately, it’s uncertain whether she knows the complete Artifact Refining Technique.
To obtain the complete Artifact Refining Technique, she’ll probably have to make a move on King Sang Shun.
However—
Mu Qingge’s eyes darkened slightly under the moonlight, and her brows furrowed lightly. That day, King Sang Shun tested her, with a stance that seemed to say if she had Sang Family blood, she must return to the Sang Family.
If she truly admitted it, wouldn’t she be tied to the Sang Family to forge artifacts for a lifetime?
She already had many matters of her own and indeed no time to help the Sang Family with artifact forging.
Since being honest won’t work, she can only negotiate.
But what does she have that King Sang Shun would want to exchange for?
’That’s it!’
Suddenly, a bright idea flashed in Mu Qingge’s eyes and emerged in her mind.
Her eyes were filled with unpredictable changes, and she murmured softly: "Although it’s not completely upright, it is a mutually beneficial arrangement. Since I’m not acknowledging it, why fear carrying the blame of being unfilial in others’ eyes?"
With her words finished, the expression in her eyes settled and became incredibly firm.
...
The next day was the agreed date.
Early on, Mu Qingge brought along Mu Chen and Mu Peng, and also released Bai Xi, heading to the Sang Family. Accompanying them was Mei Zizhong.
The three at the front were brought because Mu Qingge anticipated their trip wouldn’t be very smooth today. Having these three could exert a certain level of intimidation, making the Sang Family weigh their decisions carefully.
She didn’t release Yuanyuan because Yuanyuan was of the Abnormal Fire Body, and she wasn’t sure if King Sang Shun would see through it. If it was seen through, wouldn’t she have been exposed?
Anyway, even if Yuanyuan stays in the space, he can be released anytime if things get urgent.
As for bringing along Mei Zizhong, that was for another matter.
"Brother Mei, once we arrive at the Sang Family, follow my instructions in everything. By the way, what level of elixir can Brother Mei refine now?" Mu Qingge asked Mei Zizhong, standing outside the Sang Family’s entrance.
Mei Zizhong stood beside Mu Qingge, ethereal and serene, answering her inquiry: "Treasure Level."
Treasure Level!
Mu Qingge smiled and said to him, "That’s enough."
Soon, people from the Sang Family came out and welcomed them inside. In the Sang Family’s main hall, Mu Qingge saw King Sang Shun again. Besides him, there were two others who were present on the first day as well.
They were the Second Elder and Third Elder of the Sang Family.
The person in charge of the Sang Family was King Sang Shun, so besides being the Family Head, he was also the Great Elder. His brothers, on the other hand, managed different affairs, becoming the Second and Third Elders.
As for the older generation, most are now retired, or focus on cultivation, or are secluded in refining.
However, now in the Sang Family, there are only three or four remaining elders. The younger ones have not yet matured, and there’s no exceptional talent to lead the younger generation, showing the decline of the Sang Family.
In simple terms, the current situation of the Sang Family can be described as—passing the baton.
Mu Qingge was quite familiar with the Third Elder. But with the Second Elder, she had only met him once, so as she sat in the Sang Family’s main hall, her gaze lightly swept over him without much attention.
"You truly came." As soon as Mu Qingge sat down, King Sang Shun opened his mouth, his tone carrying the posture of an elder addressing a junior.
Mu Qingge responded indifferently, "I promised to come for the person in three days, naturally I wouldn’t miss the appointment."
King Sang Shun’s gaze flashed, and he instructed the attendant beside him, "Go ahead." The attendant bowed and withdrew, seeming to go look for Sang Lanruo.
The main hall plunged into silence.
Taking advantage of Sang Lanruo and the others not yet appearing, Mu Qingge said to King Sang Shun, "Family Head Sang, there’s a transaction I would like to privately discuss with you."
King Sang Shun’s gaze sharpened, his eye color shifted a few times before he stood up and said to her, "Come with me."
Mu Qingge smiled slightly, stood up, and followed King Sang Shun to the corner of the main hall.
The two stood facing each other, and King Sang Shun waved his hand, a golden spiritual power cascaded from his hand, enveloping them in radiance, isolating them from the others in the main hall.
They could see each other, but couldn’t hear what King Sang Shun and Mu Qingge were discussing.
"What do you want to say?" King Sang Shun asked.
Mu Qingge smiled faintly, her gaze traversing through the light covering them, toward Mei Zizhong’s direction. "Family Head Sang, do you see that man who seems like an immortal?"
Following her gaze, King Sang Shun saw Mei Zizhong, serene and outstanding.
He nodded silently, didn’t speak, wanting to see what Mu Qingge was up to.
"That gentleman is a Treasure Level Alchemist." Mu Qingge said playfully, revealing Mei Zizhong’s identity. Although Mei Zizhong’s alchemy skill wasn’t learned in the Middle Ancient Realm and he didn’t have the recognized alchemy certification from the Middle Ancient Realm, she did!
She could have used this exchange condition herself, but she was unwilling.
She took out a badge given to her by the old man from the Medicine Tower long ago and handed it to King Sang Shun.
King Sang Shun lowered his gaze, took the badge from Mu Qingge’s hand, scrutinized it for a moment, and returned it to her, nodding calmly, "Yes, indeed a Treasure Level Alchemist. So, are you trying to tell me that you’ve found a Treasure Level Alchemist and can wake up your father?"
His guess, Mu Qingge slowly shook her head. "No, what I want to discuss with you is not about Mu Liancheng but about Sang Lanruo."
"Lanruo?" King Sang Shun’s deep eyes shrank slightly, his voice contained a few traces of surprise. "What’s the matter with Lanruo?"
Mu Qingge spoke steadily, "That day, this Alchemist already saw within her that her meridians were imbued with chill, and these chills have been eroding her meridians and internal organs. Moreover, she has been infected with death energy from too much contact with Mu Liancheng, and this death energy is also constantly corroding her body. If not treated quickly, I’m afraid she won’t live much longer."
The result was a bit exaggerated, but it wasn’t too far off.
When she first examined Sang Lanruo’s body, she vaguely sensed a problem. Upon meeting her the second time, she became increasingly certain. If not addressed, Sang Lanruo wouldn’t die immediately, but the corroded body would gradually weaken, her health deteriorating, and she would become frail, growing thinner. Naturally, this would impact longevity.
"What did you say!" King Sang Shun’s eyes widened, fixed on Mu Qingge, as if assessing the truth of her words.
Mu Qingge continued, "Master Mei said he could solve Sang Lanruo’s issues. However, the decision to act is up to me."
King Sang Shun immediately understood. He asked solemnly, "What do you want? If it’s to blackmail me into handing over your father’s remains, just take them." Over the years, he had little contact with Sang Lanruo and thought her growing thin was due to sorrow, never expecting such a grave hidden danger in her body.
And now, with Mu Qingge bringing this matter up to him, he could clearly sense she had ulterior motives.
What does Mu Qingge want?
Nothing more than her father’s remains!
However, Mu Qingge shook her head slightly, "I naturally want to take Mu Liancheng’s remains back. Isn’t that why I’m here today? What I want to discuss with Family Head Sang is another transaction. I can have Master Mei treat Sang Lanruo, but it requires a condition for exchange."
"What?" King Sang Shun instantly asked.

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