Chapter 102: Move-In Ready

At those words, Su Muqing immediately straightened up.

The truth behind Yang Ling’s death was far too important to her.

“He... he was a beast!”

The moment Yang Ling’s spirit heard the three words “Li Shihao,” her expression twisted with rage.

“At the time, he threatened me, said he’d find people to ruin me... I was terrified, so I hid in the dormitory and didn’t dare go out...” Fear slowly filled Yang Ling’s eyes.

“That night after class, a group of people stopped me... they said it was Young Master Li’s order...”

She seemed to be recalling it all, but as she spoke, her words grew more and more chaotic, until even she no longer knew how to continue. It was obvious that what she had endured that night was a nightmare, and even the act of remembering it was filled with pain.

Her broken, halting account sketched out an almost unbelievable picture.

So it really was Li Shihao causing trouble from behind the scenes!

Su Muqing suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

At the time, she knew Li Shihao was pursuing Yang Ling. But after Yang Ling rejected him three times, one day Yang Ling suddenly committed suicide in the dormitory. Li Shihao had looked heartbroken, and Su Muqing had even comforted him; it was that incident that brought the two of them a little closer.

Yet she had never imagined the truth was like this.

“Teacher Su...”

After a while, Yang Ling’s spirit finally calmed down. Her pale face carried a trace of pity as she said, “Li Shihao is not a good man. Whatever happened between you two before, I still advise you to cut ties with him.”

Su Muqing slowly nodded. “I will...”

“You said you can deal with Li Shihao?”

Yang Ling steadied herself and looked at Qin Xuan.

“That day isn’t far off.”

Qin Xuan said with certainty.

“I want... I want to see him punished with my own eyes. Is that all right?” Yang Ling’s lonely figure drifted in the air. She could feel her strength slipping away, and she looked unbearably forlorn as she pleaded.

Qin Xuan frowned.

This was not easy, and at least he had no way of doing it. Yang Ling was not a ghost cultivator, and in her current state, she probably would not be able to remain much longer.

“Amitabha.”

Master Golden Light spoke up. “Benefactor, your resentment is very heavy. To enter reincarnation in this state would indeed be improper. Why not let this old monk cast a spell? Once little friend Qin Xuan brings that evildoer to justice, I shall send you on your way to reincarnation.”

“Oh? If the master has a way, that would be wonderful.”

Qin Xuan hurriedly said.

The Reincarnation Sutra contained countless methods for dealing with spirits; preserving a soul from dispersing was nothing difficult.

Master Golden Light began chanting scriptures. His eyebrows suddenly stood erect, turning once again golden. A string of small prayer beads floated up from within his robe, radiating a dazzling golden light.

“Condense!”

Master Golden Light lifted his brows and gave a sharp cry.

A gust of阴风 swept in, and Yang Ling’s spirit began to distort and twist. Then it turned into a wisp of blue smoke and was drawn into the string of prayer beads.

“Seal!”

The blaze of gold vanished without a trace, and the prayer beads were already in Master Golden Light’s hand. “Amitabha. That will do. Little friend Qin Xuan, catch.”

Whoosh!

Master Golden Light tossed the beads toward Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan caught them at once, only to feel wave after wave of holy, pure energy flowing from them, filling him with amazement.

Prayer beads so pure they could seal the soul of someone dead for two years without conflict—clearly, this was not something an ordinary person could accomplish.

“The master truly has profound skill. Thank you for your help this time.”

Qin Xuan said respectfully.

“Amitabha, there is no need for thanks.”

Master Golden Light turned away. “Hah. What I have done is for my own sake as well. Do not ever imagine this old monk is some kind-hearted man...”

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye, Master Golden Light was gone.

Su Muqing looked left and right but could not find any trace of him, and could not help asking in surprise, “What did Master Golden Light mean by that? He disappeared all at once.”

“For an expert with deep cultivation, movement techniques can be as fast as lightning. Even I couldn’t see how the master left.”

Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes.

As for Master Golden Light’s words about not imagining him to be some good person, Qin Xuan could not make sense of that either, so he set it aside for the moment.

“A true master really is a true master...”

Su Muqing murmured, then adjusted the long robe Qin Xuan had draped over her. “Qin Xuan, thank you.”

“Heh, what’s there to thank me for? The wind’s strong outside. Hurry back in first.”

Qin Xuan smiled.

Watching Su Muqing’s long, slender legs in black stockings being brushed by the cold wind, her graceful body gradually soaked by the fine, persistent rain, any man would feel for her.

“Mhm.”

Su Muqing nodded and followed Qin Xuan back to the villa.

Boom!

The moment they entered, a thunderclap burst outside. The sky darkened completely, and the rain suddenly came down even harder.

“Oh? Teacher Su, Little Qin Xuan, is everything settled?”

Liu Qianqian had just come downstairs. Seeing the two of them enter from the back garden, she asked in surprise.

“Yes. I’m going back now.”

Su Muqing nodded, intending to take off the robe and return it to Qin Xuan.

“Keep it on for now. It’s probably going to be pretty cold tonight.”

Qin Xuan stopped her.

“Then what about you?”

“What could happen to me?”

Qin Xuan smiled.

“Cough. Since when did Little Qin Xuan become so considerate?”

Liu Qianqian coughed beside them.

“Little girl, jealous? Want me to be considerate of you too?”

Qin Xuan teased her.

“Hmph, who cares.”

Liu Qianqian pouted.

“Then why are you jealous?”

Qin Xuan continued to tease her.

“Little Qin Xuan! Who said I was jealous?” Liu Qianqian glared at him.

Seeing the two of them at each other’s throats, Su Muqing found it rather amusing and smiled faintly. “Seeing how happy you all are, I almost want to stay here too. Too bad... Qianqian, I should go now. Qin Xuan, help me say goodbye to Qingwan and the others.”

She had matters on her mind and did not wish to linger.

“Mm—”

Qin Xuan was about to agree when a gentle voice suddenly cut him off. “Qin Xuan, why not keep Teacher Su here for the night?”

Turning his head, he saw Dongfang Qingwan in a green dress descending the stairs.

Dongfang Qingwan looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of mild reproach, then turned to Su Muqing and continued, “It’s pouring outside right now. Even though there’s a car, the roads are still dangerous. Teacher Su, why not stay one night before leaving?”

Qin Xuan heard this and immediately understood.

Looking back at Su Muqing, he saw a trace of exhaustion on her breathtaking face. Her flowing, beautiful long hair had already been dampened by the fine rain, and her black-stockinged legs were soaked as well, making her look all the more alluring.

Just then, another flash of lightning tore across the sky outside, followed by a low roll of thunder.

Qin Xuan reacted at once. “That’s right, stay here tonight. The weather is really terrible.”

The two of them tried to persuade her, and Su Muqing hesitated a little. “Would that be convenient?”

She knew her condition was not good right now. In particular, having just learned one fact—that the boyfriend she had been with for two years was a gentleman in appearance but vile in secret—left her feeling suddenly hollow inside.

Driving in this state, especially on a rainy night, would not be safe.

“What’s inconvenient about it? Just one night. This villa is huge. Not to mention the empty rooms, there are even three bathrooms. You can move in right away with just your suitcase.”

Qin Xuan persuaded her, then suddenly felt something was off and quickly corrected himself. “No, wait. You don’t even need to bring a suitcase. You can move in right away.”

Su Muqing could not help but smile, beginning to consider the suggestion.