Yun Hui’s Residence.
Before they could even finish their meal, someone came calling. If this was a coincidence, Su Mo absolutely refused to believe it.
Upon hearing about the visitor, Yun Hui immediately rushed to greet them. Su Mo guessed it was probably Yun Fei, the City Lord of Yun City.
“Where are the two fairies? Take me to see them at once,” Yun Fei’s voice was urgent, as if he was extremely anxious to meet them.
“They are currently having their meal. I originally intended to bring them to your residence, but considering the long journey the fairies have had, I thought it best to let them eat something nearby first and get some rest.”
“Ah, you did the right thing. We mustn’t show any disrespect to the fairies.”
The sound of footsteps grew closer, and then they heard Yun Fei say, “Perhaps I should wait outside for a moment. I wouldn’t want to disturb the fairies during their meal.”
Su Mo smiled slightly, stood up, and walked outside. He saw a man in his thirties or forties. Though his youth had faded, he exuded the charm of a mature man.
“Since City Lord Yun Fei is here, why not join us?” Su Mo offered.
Hearing this, Yun Fei didn’t decline. “That would be excellent.”
Yun Hui sniffed quietly, thinking to himself that these two really seemed to hit it off, never refusing an invitation.
When Yun Fei saw Su Mo, he paused for a moment. Then, seeing Li Xiaomou still enthusiastically devouring pieces of meat, he was startled again.
Truly, they are fairies, he thought. Ordinary people simply can’t compare. Just in terms of appearance, I dare not speak of Chu Yuan, but within the entire Yun City, none can surpass them.
It was precisely because of this that Yun Hui hadn’t been able to resist stealing glances earlier, which had caused his wife to maintain a stern expression. If City Lord Yun Fei hadn’t arrived, she probably would have kept it up.
What Li Xiaomou was thinking was unknown, but Su Mo himself felt quite awkward. However, he was the only one present who understood the source of Yun Hui’s earlier happiness…
After Yun Fei took his seat, another set of bowls and chopsticks was added to the table. But it was obvious the City Lord hadn’t come for a free meal.
Li Xiaomou paid no mind to any of this, continuing to eat her fill. Su Mo felt that since arriving here, she had almost become a different person—always acting aloof and detached, like an accessory hanging off him, following him everywhere without a thought of her own.
“Might I have the honor of learning the names of you two fairies?” Yun Fei remained respectful throughout.
“My name is Su Mo.”
Li Xiaomou’s chewing noticeably stopped for a second. The expression in her eyes was three parts surprise, six parts disdain, with a deeply hidden one part panic.
“My name is Luo Xiu,” she mumbled, her voice indistinct.
“Your names suit you perfectly—truly stunning, worthy of being fairies.”
Since they all seemed to believe it, Su Mo saw no need to deny it.
Fairies it is, then. There’s nothing bad about that.
Although, he was getting a bit tired of all the polite, flattering talk.
Seeing that Li Xiaomou had finally finished eating, he quickly said, “City Lord Yun Fei, you must need our help with something.”
Yun Fei hadn’t expected him to be so direct. He laughed heartily and said, “The fairy really has keen insight. But please rest assured, it is absolutely not a personal matter. It’s all for the sake of the divine artifact.”
Divine artifact?
Su Mo was taken aback for a moment before he remembered—it must be what Yun Hui had mentioned, something that supposedly belonged to the immortals.
But if Yun Fei claimed he had no personal stake in this, Su Mo didn’t believe it. It was just a vague prophecy. Whether the divine artifact even existed was another question. Anyone who actually went and asked for it would be a fool…
“What do you need us to do?” Su Mo intentionally included Li Xiaomou, not wanting her to remain on the sidelines.
Yun Fei cupped his hands respectfully. “The divine artifact is sealed. We need to activate it first, so we require a drop of blood from each of you.”
“What do you need blood for? I don’t have much blood on me,” Li Xiaomou said.
“Fairy Luo Xiu misunderstands. We only need a single drop.”
“That’s simple. Bring a vial.” Li Xiaomou was decisive. She quickly pricked her finger and let a drop of blood fall into the provided vial.
“Fairy Luo Xiu is indeed forthright.”
When it was Su Mo’s turn, he also didn’t hesitate.
Just a drop of blood, no big deal. It’s not like it’s the first time anyway.
And compared to last time, this is much simpler.
“Excellent.” Yun Fei was overjoyed. He asked his subordinate, “Is the courtyard prepared?”
“Reporting to the City Lord, it is ready.”
Yun Fei made a gesture of invitation and said respectfully, “I presumed the two fairies would prefer tranquility, so I took the liberty of having a currently unoccupied courtyard prepared for your use and rest.”
It had to be said, his considerations were very thorough. This was the first time Su Mo had been treated with such high regard, and he couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable.
“Thank you.”
Arriving at their lodgings for the next few days, or potentially a long time, Su Mo picked a room for himself first.
He had to admit, the treatment was really good.
After Yun Fei and the others left, Su Mo closed the doors and windows. He took out the Bagua Mirror from his white jade ring. The person reflected in the mirror was already his original appearance—Ye Qingyi’s true face—not the one from his disguise.
Strange. Why did the disguise effect of the Bagua Mirror stop working here?
Back when he first arrived in Chu Yuan, while everything was still dark, he had sensed the change and known his disguise had dropped. But he had pretended not to notice, wanting to test Li Xiaomou.
So, when introducing himself, he had deliberately used his real name, Su Mo. Judging by her expression at that time, although she seemed calm, he had accurately caught that faint trace of panic she tried to hide.
Why was she panicked?
Just because his disguise had failed and she was pretending not to have noticed?
That shouldn’t be it. He would have found out eventually anyway; there was no need to panic.
Then what was it?
Back when he and Ye Qingyi were discussing Li Xiaomou’s identity, they had suspected she might be from the Hundred Immortals Sect. He had even jokingly said she might be the Charm Immortal, given her rather alluring appearance.
These were just conjectures. It wasn’t until he discovered Li Xiaomou was skilled in charm techniques that Su Mo drew a tentative connection between the two, waiting for definitive evidence to confirm it.
The Charm Immortal was the Elegant Immortal’s disciple. She had not only taken over her teacher’s position but was also representing the Hundred Immortals Sect operating secretly in Xia Country. There was a high probability she knew his and Ye Qingyi’s real identities.
Therefore, if the assumption held, she should have had some reaction when he declared himself as Su Mo.
From this, it followed that Li Xiaomou was most likely the Charm Immortal.
Of course, this bit of evidence wasn’t conclusive proof, and nobody would believe it if he said it out loud. So, for now, it was better not to startle the snake.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the room.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Li Xiaomou’s voice came through: “Can I come in?”
“Please, come in.”
She smiled brightly as she closed the door behind her, her tone light. “I should have realized it was you sooner.”
“When did you figure out it was me?”
“Don’t play dumb,” Li Xiaomou retorted somewhat irritably.
They sat down across from each other at the round table. Su Mo spoke first: “You knew my real identity all along, didn’t you? You’ve been pretending this whole time.”
His words carried a double meaning.
Li Xiaomou’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What do you mean by that? I swear to heaven, I only realized it was you after we arrived in Chu Yuan.”
Su Mo took a sip of tea, the fragrant aroma swirling between his lips and teeth.
“Hopefully. I wouldn’t want the person my friend has his eye on to be a liar.”
Li Xiaomou shot him a glance, chiding playfully, “Oh, come on, we’re on the same side. Why put it so harshly? Back when we met in Xing City, you even called me ‘sister-in-law’.”
“Since you’re my sister-in-law, then stop scheming against me. Back on Death Mountain, your actions could be considered seduction, you know.”
Li Xiaomou’s expression shifted slightly. “What are you talking about? Seduction? We’re both girls. I was just teasing you a little.”
Su Mo swallowed the tea in his mouth, his gaze fixed intently on Li Xiaomou’s eyes. “Who says two girls can’t be together?”