Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

The next day, at dawn, Qin Muyue's room was already bustling with activity.

The maids moved quietly among the people, preparing today's clothes and makeup for the daughter of the sect.

Mo Bingxian stood in the corner, folding her arms, and then used the gauze curtain to hide the scrutiny in her eyes.

Qin Muyue sat in front of the bronze mirror, letting the palace maid comb her cloud-like hair, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.

She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice carried a hint of command: "Little Dog Mo, I have to attend the sect meeting today, you have to serve me well."

Mo Bingxian stood in the corner, his face still gloomy. He clenched his fists, but had to suppress the anger in his heart and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Qin Muyue turned around and looked at his unwilling expression, with a playful smile on her lips: "Why, you still want to wash my clothes?"

Mo Bingxian's expression became even uglier. He snorted coldly and turned his head away. Thinking of the bellyband he touched last night, the tips of his ears turned red.

Qin Muyue was not annoyed. She stood up, spread her skirt, and said arrogantly, "Come here quickly and follow me."

Although Mo Bingxian felt unwilling, she also understood her current situation, so she had to bite the bullet and follow Qin Muyue out of the room.

The venue of the sect conference was already bustling with people, with cultivators of all kinds gathered there, discussing various issues.

As soon as Qin Muyue appeared, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.

She was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a haughty temperament, like a proud phoenix, looking down on all living beings.

Mo Bingxian could only lower his head and follow her like a tamed hound.

Qin Muyue's gaze swept through the crowd and finally stopped on Yue Guanxue.

Yue Guanxue, another outstanding person in the sect, was the master of strings who shone brightly at the Juexian Banquet. A group of disciples who came from poor families followed his lead.

Yue Guanxue and Shi Nishang have always been at odds with each other. Their eyes met in the air, and sparks flew.

Qin Muyue's lips curled up into a cold smile, and she whispered to Mo Bingxian, "Mo Xiaogou, watch out, I'm going to humiliate Yue Guanxue today."

Mo Bingxian's heart tightened. He quickly glanced at the young man who was respectfully called Xianshou, and secretly assessed the other party's strength in his heart. Only the strong were worthy of being used by him, so he remained silent.

Qin Muyue didn't seem to take his reaction to heart. She smiled contemptuously: "I have placed the magic sound stone under the stage where Yue Guanxue will compete. It will definitely make him lose miserably."

Mo Guanxue looked at the girl helplessly. If a dignified string master could be restrained by the magic sound stone, what kind of string master is he? He should just go home and herd cattle.

As the meeting progressed, Qin Muyue indeed began to make trouble.

She proposed a bet on a duel to Yue Guanxue.

Yue Guanxue responded appropriately, with an indifferent expression and with ease.

Mo Bingxian stood in the crowd, watching the girl Hu Yun and Yue Guanxue playing the piano. The difference in their musical attacks was obvious. Just watching this fight, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

He closed his eyes tightly, cursing himself for being useless and wondering why he had to worry about that loose woman.

A hint of boredom flashed across Yue Guanxue's eyes, and his jade-like hands swept across the strings dozens of times in an instant.

Mo Bingxian was stunned. He looked at the girl who was still arrogantly urging the meteorite with a stern look.

“Hahaha, you are using this technique because you are confused. Jianmin is Jianmin…” Shi Nishang, played by Qin Muyue, is still in Macabaka. She looks so green and argumentative, and she doesn’t know that Yue Guanxue is charging up her ultimate move.

“Anything extraordinary can be broken with one force!” Yue Guanxue waved his hand, and the sound of the piano was like a landslide and a tsunami, instantly shattering the magic sound stone under the stage and knocking the girl off the stage.

Although Mo Bingxian had complicated emotions towards Qin Muyue, the moment he saw her being blown away by Yue Guanxue's piano music, his body reacted faster than his reason.

He rushed towards Qin Muyue who was flying out of the ring, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes that he himself did not even notice.

Qin Muyue fell to the ground, her clothes were disheveled and her hair was loose. There was no longer pride on her face, but a hint of astonishment and unwillingness.

She never thought that the scheme she had carefully planned would be cracked so easily by Yue Guanxue.

Mo Bingxian knelt beside her, his voice trembling even though he himself hadn't noticed it: "Shi Nishang, how are you?"

Qin Muyue gritted her teeth. She didn't want to show weakness in front of Mo Bingxian. She propped herself up and pushed his hand away coldly: "I'm fine. Don't worry about it."

However, her body was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that Yue Guanxue's piano music had caused her considerable harm.

Mo Bingxian frowned. He knew that Qin Muyue's pride would not allow her to show her vulnerability in front of others.

Yue Guanxue stood on the stage, looking at Qin Muyue with a stern gaze. The sound of his piano had stopped, but the pressure from him was still enough to make people dare not look directly at him.

He said calmly: "Shi Nishang, if you are not convinced, you can fight again."

Qin Muyue's face became even uglier. She knew that she had already lost all face today. If she continued to fight, she would only bring humiliation upon herself.

She snorted coldly, stood up, brushed off the dust on her body, and her eyes were full of unwillingness: "Yue Guanxue, I will remember this grudge."

"What are you yelling about? You are still defeated by our Xianshou!" A farmer's disciple sneered in a rough voice.

"Don't be rude. Practicing music is the way of a gentleman!" Yue Guanxue shouted with a serious face.

The disciples' happy and submissive looks seemed to hurt the girl. She turned around and tried to leave, but unexpectedly she stumbled and almost fell.

Mo Bingxian was quick to support her and said, "You are injured. I will take you back."

Qin Muyue wanted to refuse, but the pain in her body forced her to admit her powerlessness.

She looked at Mo Bingxian hatefully, said nothing, and let him support her and slowly leave the venue.

After returning to the room, Qin Muyue lay on the table in a very ungraceful manner, her face pale.

Mo Bingxian stood in front of her, silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "You need to rest, I'll get you some medicine."

Qin Muyue did not respond. Her eyes fell out the window, as if she was thinking about something.

At this time, the sect leader walked in.

The girl immediately showed an expression like a kitten seeing its mother, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yue Guanxue bullied me, wuwuwuwu..."

"....." Mo Bingxian stood outside the screen, watching the girl crying and almost hanging herself, and suddenly felt that this girl was more of a spoiled and stupid person than proud.

The clan leader coaxed his girl for a long time with a headache on his face, but he looked embarrassed when it came to how to deal with Yue Guanxue.

Mo Bingxian found out that although the leader of the Yingyin Sect wanted to kill Yue Guanxue, the Zither Master of the Juexian Banquet and the old woman Moyin were very optimistic about Yue Guanxue and had advised the leader on everything.

If anything happens to Yue Guanxue, these old monsters who host the Juexian Banquet will give the Yingyin Sect a good feast.

Mo Bingxian realized that if the open approach wouldn't work, the only option was to try secretly. However, he didn't know the sect leader's plan.