Chapter 870: Side Story 4: 107

Feng Ran wants to take over, wants to become the manager of Yin Dang Hang, so Xiao Jiu's identity must also change.

Xiao Jiu, for Yin Dang Hang, originally chose not to return to the Phoenix Clan, until she gave birth to Shan Shan, the Phoenix Lord heir.

But now she must step down from the position of Yin Dang Hang manager; there needs to be an explanation, otherwise fate is being too harsh on Xiao Jiu.

"Tang Tang, this matter isn't something we can control; everything is predestined. You just need to keep a closer eye on Ran Ran over there, make sure nothing happens to her."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Shulan curled up on the sofa, furrowing her brows tightly.

Feng Ran has already begun to follow her fate; in this process she will encounter many strange things. If it goes smoothly, fine; if not, she could lose her life at any moment.

Xiao Jiu is unconscious and won't wake up; Seventh Lord happens to be out right now, and Bai Shulan has already sensed something……

As she thought, fingertips suddenly covered her temples, gently massaging, not too light nor heavy, rubbing Bai Shulan's tightly knit brows open, she closed her eyes and yawned.

"Something happened?" Guyun Que asked, "Tell me what you need done, I'll help."

Bai Shulan lazily lifted one eyelid, leaned back, glanced at Guyun Que: "I can handle my own affairs."

"You can't handle it now," Guyun Que said, "After soaking in a medicinal bath for a week, you'll have to enter closed-door cultivation and shed your skin again; by then, even if the heavens collapse outside, you won't be able to manage it."

Bai Shulan swung her hand and knocked away Guyun Que's hand, sat cross-legged on the sofa, glaring at him.

Guyun Que calmly withdrew his reddened hand, not even looking at Bai Shulan, and said to himself: "Liu Qiye's side has something going on, needs manpower; the Fox Immortal and Gray Immortal will definitely rush over first; the Yellow Immortal must guard Wufu Town; and you, this White Immortal, need to watch over Xiao Jiu Zhanggui's side. In your mind, Xiao Jiu Zhanggui's affairs are your affairs; if she has trouble, you can't eat or sleep peacefully. How risky do you think it is for you to go into closed-door cultivation in your current state?"

Bai Shulan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she bared her teeth at Guyun Que angrily: "Really annoying! When are you finally going to roll back to your Ten Thousand Great Mountains?"

Guyun Que said calmly: "My legs are on my body; when I want to go back, I naturally will. How about it, do you want to come with me?"

Bai Shulan realized that it was becoming increasingly hard to stir Guyun Que's emotions.

No matter how she treated him, he remained as unflappable as a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

He was no longer the innocent boy who used to be spun around by her teasing, whose ears turned red at a flirt and who would jump up at a provocation.

A massive slaughter in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains caused this boy to mature rapidly.

The scheming and betrayal of his entire sect, the encirclement and suppression by the entire Wugu lineage, repeated narrow escapes from death—all of this turned the once naive, rigidly principled boy overnight into someone cunning, unperturbed by favor or disgrace.

His once clear eyes grew deeper and deeper, unfathomable, as if they wanted to swallow a person whole.

Bai Shulan used to enjoy teasing Guyun Que, staring into those innocent eyes, as if she could see through his soul.

Those days can never return.

On the contrary, these days, when Guyun Que stares at her fixedly, Bai Shulan always feels as if her clothes are being stripped away by his gaze……

Just like now, he offhandedly dropped that sentence; she didn't answer, and his gaze lightly landed on her face, meeting hers, as if waiting for something, or encouraging her to speak.

Bai Shulan instinctively blurted out: "Do I have to enter closed-door cultivation? How long? Is there a way to shorten my closed-door cultivation time, or even avoid it this time?"

After asking that series of questions, Bai Shulan only then realized she seemed to be led again by Guyun Que's gaze.

Before she could even regret and try to fix it, Guyun Que leaned in, placed his right hand on her chin, and coaxed: "There definitely is a way, like dual cultivation—your room's ancient texts also have records, right? Our gu arts also have similar records; why not… give it a try?"

Bai Shulan snapped: "You're dreaming!"

Guyun Que released Bai Shulan, shrugged, and said: "You're the one who asked me; I'm just being factual. No one is forcing you. It's just three months of closed-door cultivation, two months of nourishing the blood spur; if there are other breakthroughs, extend it another month or two. Those cultivators over a hundred years old, when they enter closed-door cultivation in the mountains, it's ten or eight years—nothing to make a fuss about."

Bai Shulan was almost driven to confusion by Guyun Que's anger.

Just the opening and closing of his lips amounts to five or six months of closed-door cultivation; by the time she emerges, the yellow flowers will be cold!

Bai Shulan tried to calm herself and asked gently: "Really, there's no other way?"

Guyun Que put on an expression of being unable to help despite wanting to.

Then he added: "However, if you come with me back to the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, I can look through my grandmaster grandmother's notes again; maybe we'll find another method……"

Bai Shulan rolled her eyes.

Forget it.

Don't treat her like a fool; if she goes back with him, returning will be difficult.

This guy's gu arts will only get stronger; if he really uses some love gu to trap her in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, she won't even have time to cry.

This gu stuff is just that unreasonable.

No matter how high your cultivation, once you're hit, you'll suffer terribly; only a professional gu master can undo it.

Moreover, among gu masters there's an unwritten rule: don't lightly undo someone else's gu.

Naturally, this rule applies when the person who placed the gu has highly skilled gu arts.

After all, their gu arts are so formidable, or they come from a prestigious school; if you rashly undo someone's gu, you'll easily offend an expert, even their entire sect behind them, leading to grudges, covert attacks, even extermination—then it's not worth the loss.

Given Guyun Que's current status in the Wugu lineage, if he were to place gu on himself, probably no one would dare to undo it for her.

Bai Shulan really is a little apprehensive.

The key is, this little white-eyed wolf is still something she herself rushed to provoke.

She simply regrets not having acted differently earlier.

Bai Shulan was calculating in her mind; once she gets Guyun Que to leave, she'll turn around and spend heavily to hire a gu expert to come back, on one hand to protect her, on the other to learn some gu arts, then combine them with her medical knowledge and pharmacology; she refuses to believe she can't devise a method that completely guards against Guyun Que.

By then, if he tries to threaten her with gu again, there won't even be a door!

The more Bai Shulan thought about it, the more excited she became; yeah, right, let's do it like that!

Guyun Que watched Bai Shulan's expression change in an instant, his eyes shifting from annoyance to calm, then to restrained calculation, finally to eagerness to try… the corner of his mouth curled into a smile as he abruptly leaned close to Bai Shulan and said: "Hey, Xiao Bai, I'm still here; thinking of how to scheme against me right in front of me—isn't that a bit disrespectful to my gu arts?"