I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 929 - 928 Qixi, North City

"You must not be from the Immortal City, otherwise, how could you not recognize me," Mu Qing said indifferently.

Seeing that he could no longer pretend, the man’s demeanor became restrained, and the panic previously apparent in his eyes vanished.

"I have poor eyesight, but this matter at Myriad Pill Hall won’t end here," the man said before a line of black blood trickled from his mouth.

He had already taken poison and committed suicide.

The other big men who were traveling with him, witnessing this, also took poison and killed themselves one after another.

Their poison seemed to have been hidden in their teeth all along, so no one had the chance to intervene.

Seeing the bodies scattered on the ground, everyone’s face grew solemn.

"Luoyu, next time something like this happens, just tell me," Mu Qing said carelessly.

"I’ll take care of it for you within the Immortal City."

"Qing’er, this is not as simple as you think," Fan Luoyu said, shaking his head with a smile.

"If it were something else, it would be manageable, but the business side is much more complex than imagined."

Although Mu Qing was the City Lord’s daughter, and the people in the city respected her, not wanting to provoke her,

there was a limit to this, and it didn’t mean she could do whatever she wanted in any situation.

Especially since this was a matter involving the Fan Family.

"Come on, don’t look so gloomy," Mu Qing patted Fan Luoyu’s shoulder and said with a smile.

"It’s not easy coming all the way to the Immortal City; you have to keep me company properly."

"Qing’er, I still have things to do," Fan Luoyu began, but was interrupted before he could finish.

"Do you even know what day it is today?" Mu Qing asked.

"What day?" Fan Luoyu asked, perplexed.

"Miss, today is Qixi," the green-clad maid hurriedly said.

"Qixi," Fan Luoyu suddenly realized.

"Indeed, the time has come; I’ve been too busy lately to pay attention."

"Tonight is Qixi, you have to accompany me for a walk, consider it a way to relax," Mu Qing added.

Fan Luoyu nodded slightly and did not reject the idea.

"However, I haven’t felt the atmosphere of Qixi during my journey here; is Immortal City always like this?"

"No, during Qixi, everyone will celebrate together in the Southern District.

It’s already been decorated there, with every household putting up colorful lights; I expect there will be fireworks and lantern releases tonight," Mu Qing elaborated.

"Will Young Master Xu be going together tonight?" Fan Luoyu turned and asked Xu Zimei.

"Luoyu, who is he?" Mu Qing asked, now noticing Xu Zimei for the first time.

She had previously thought he was an employee of the shop.

Seeming to think of something, Mu Qing whispered in Fan Luoyu’s ear.

Fan Luoyu’s face and ears instantly flushed red.

"Qing’er, what nonsense are you spouting."

Fan Luoyu explained, "I met Young Master Xu on my way to the Immortal City."

"I see," Mu Qing looked up and down at Xu Zimei, and then said with a smile.

"Are you smitten by our Luoyu’s beauty?"

"Yes, you’ve caught me," Xu Zimei earnestly nodded.

At his words, Mu Qing paused slightly.

She had intended to tease Xu Zimei, but to her surprise, he had simply admitted it.

"Fair ladies and noble gentlemen are drawn to each other; beautiful things always attract, don’t they?" Xu Zimei said as he took a seat with a smile.

"You are quite straightforward, not like those hypocrites," Mu Qing nodded.

"But our family’s Luoyu has high requirements for her future husband. I guess you don’t stand a chance."

Xu Zimei thought about continuing his ’overlord’s forceful tactics,’ but after a moment’s consideration, he just shook his head with a smile and did not respond.

"Qing’er, if you keep this up, I’m really going to get angry," Fan Luoyu seemed a bit restless on the side.

"With the current matters of the Fan Family unresolved, I’m not considering marriage."

"Alright, alright, I’ll stop talking," Mu Qing hurriedly nodded.

The sky outside the shop darkened rapidly.

Perhaps it was also due to deep autumn.

In the afternoon, Xu Zimei inquired about the location of the Immortal Crane within the Immortal City, as he needed to travel to the land of Destruction.

The Immortal Crane would make a trip to the land of Destruction every three days.

Knowing the way, Xu Zimei was in no hurry.

Recently, his True Fate World had grown increasingly powerful, and the strength fed back to him by the world had also been growing stronger.

Perhaps it was due to the forthcoming revival of Spiritual Energy, the whole world had undergone earth-shattering transformation.

And this change would continue for a long time.

The greater this favorable change, the more Xu Zimei benefited.

However, after some time, once the principles of cultivation in the world had recovered and all beings embarked on the path of cultivation, the transformation would slow down.

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Although Xu Zimei did not meddle in the affairs of the Divine Continent, he had always had Chaos keep an eye out for him.

Within the Divine Continent, there were myriad sects like bamboo shoots after a rain, and more and more were emerging.

Currently, the strongest among them was named Cloud Cliff Pavilion.

It could be considered the primary force of the Divine Continent.

Below Cloud Cliff Pavilion, there were powers like Chutian Kingdom, Rakshasa Sea, Floating Dust Temple, and Yaoshi Cave, all rising and catching up day by day.

These forces might never know that a pair of eyes had always been watching them.

Every action they took seemed to be the movement of lines drawn by an invisible hand in the dark.

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The Qixi Festival in the Immortal City was exceptionally lively.

The sky of the Northern District was almost entirely filled with colorful fireworks.

Various colors, various shapes.

Blended together, they cast a flush over the face of every person below.

Inside the city, a clear river ran straight for thirty thousand li.

Endless and crystal clear.

Countless lanterns floated on the surface of the water, each symbolizing a wish or a longing.

Men and women would write their wishes inside the lanterns, ultimately letting them drift along the upstream currents of the Qinghe.

These wishes were mostly about courtship.

Because today was Qixi.

Ji Ruobing had gone to the City Lord Mansion and had not appeared since.

Because tonight, Xu Zimei spent Qixi with Fan Luoyu, Mu Qing, and the maid—the three of them together.

"It’s so lively," the three of them walked down the streets of the Northern District, surrounded by an endless stream of people.

Around them were many stalls, but most of them sold tokens of affection between men and women.

The fireworks painted the sky above.

Xu Zimei hadn’t felt this bustling yet harmonious atmosphere in a long while.

It was at that moment when a shout suddenly came from the side.

"Sister Qing’er."

They turned their heads to look, seeing several men walking down from a nearby bridge.

They were accompanied by several women, who, judging from their dress and appearance, seemed to be maids.

Seeing the newcomers, a discernible hint of disgust unwittingly flashed across Mu Qing’s eyes.

But she concealed it well.

"Sister Qing’er, what a coincidence," said the man, holding a folding fan, with a rather handsome appearance.

He had the air of a pretty boy.

"Wang Jun, what is it?" Mu Qing nodded slightly and asked.