Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Yi Xuanji looked helpless, but he still stared at Mo Bingxian forcefully. "Mo Bingxian, you have overstepped your bounds, let go of Nishang!"

Mo Bingxian pinched the girl's chin, with a hint of hidden competitive desire on his face. He lowered his head and pressed his lips against the girl's pink and snow-like lips.

Mo Bingxian has always been played around by the other party, and he wants the same thing.

"Shi Nishang, you were the one who provoked me!" Mo Bingxian leaned close to the girl's ear and breathed hot air.

Qin Muyue’s character as an evil woman has failed again, but Mo Bingxian at least has the entire power behind her, so how could she offend the God of Wealth?

She pinched her thigh, pretended to have red eyes, and pushed him away, shouting, "You lecher, I'm going to tell the leader!"

The girl pretended to cry and ran away whimpering.

Mo Bingxian's eyes pierced the girl's back like a knife. He was sarcastic in his heart, thinking that the thief was crying "stop thief" and snorted coldly at the air.

"It is not a wise move to anger Shi Nishang like this." Upon seeing this, Yi Xuanji shook his head slightly with a solemn expression.

"Someone, show the guest out." Mo Bingxian looked disdainful at Yi Xuanji and strode out of the inner room.

The maid came and took Yi Xuanji away, and the villa finally became quiet.

For several days in a row, Qin Muyue deliberately ignored Mo Bingxian. This person happened to be in a bad mood and was full of anger. So he thought of contacting Yue Guanxue's forces to make trouble.

That night, Qin Muyue and Yi Xuanji hid behind a rockery. The night was as dark as ink, and the palace lanterns were dim. The two of them quietly peeked at what was happening in the courtyard.

The female messenger walked over lightly. She looked around vigilantly. After confirming that no one was around, she spoke softly, "Mr. Mo, I am summoned to you so late at night. What is the important matter?"

Mo Bingxian's face looked even more stern in the night, and his voice was low: "I need you to pass a message to Yue Guanxue, tell him that Shi Nishang and the sect leader are planning to attack him in the secret realm."

The female envoy nodded slightly to show her understanding: "Mr. Mo, are you planning to use Shi Nishang's movements as a bargaining chip to exchange for Yue Guanxue's support?"

A sly look flashed across Mo Bingxian's eyes, and he said with certainty, "That's right, I intend to join Xian Shou."

The female messenger hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Shi Nishang is your master after all, why are you betraying her like this..."

"How dare you! I am the one who defeated the great master of the Mohist school. How could I be the slave of that licentious woman!" Mo Bingxian denied fiercely.

The female messenger's eyes flashed with understanding. Xian Shou had long ago ordered them to investigate Mo Bingxian's identity. This was indeed true. She nodded: "Then I will go and pass on the message, but Xian Shou still needs to test your determination."

"It's just a rebellion against the disciples of the inner sect. It's not like I haven't done that before in the Mo family's side branch," Mo Bingxian said with a hint of self-mockery on his face. "If I hadn't been too conceited after defeating the master, I wouldn't have been ambushed by my own family and ended up like this."

The female messenger said, "I will also convey your story to Xian Shou."

Mo Bingxian waved her hand, signaling the female messenger to leave: "Go, but be careful about this matter and don't let any news leak out."

The female messenger bowed, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Qin Muyue and Yi Xuanji looked at each other, and a hint of amusement flashed in their eyes.

After Mo Bingxian left, Qin Muyue whispered, "As expected, if you don't wipe the mirror, it won't be clear. Mo Bingxian has to be stimulated. After what happened a few days ago, he took the initiative to contact them."

Yi Xuanji nodded. He looked at the girl's proud expression, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Qin Daojun is indeed the light of righteousness. We meet again, and he is still able to save people from danger. I admire him very much."

Qin Muyue's lips curled up into a smug smile, and her eyes flashed with a cunning light in the night, like a cunning fox that finally captured its prey. She said softly: "Daoyou Yi is becoming more and more popular. After this nightmare, the road ahead will be broad."

"No, I'm not as good as Qin Daojun in the way of Taoism." Yi Xuanji and the girl Shangye praised each other and left the rockery.

A few days later, the secret realm of Fu Yue Mountain was opened, and the disciples of the Yin Yin Sect were divided into two factions - the outer disciples from the farming families who followed the orders of Xian Shou Ma, and the inner disciples from the aristocratic families.

The clear division between the two factions within the Yinyin Sect was naturally more obvious in Shi Nishang, played by Qin Muyue.

The disciples of the two factions gathered in the square outside the secret realm. The atmosphere was tense and ready to break out.

The outer disciples gathered in one place, discussing strategies in the secret realm in low voices, while the inner disciples were on the other side, talking and laughing loudly, casting contemptuous glances from time to time.

Qin Muyue casually said rudely: "I think that string leader is just a showpiece. Once he enters the secret realm, he will be nothing more than a person who sells his head for a price."

Mo Bingxian followed the girl and suspected that she had learned this sentence from some storyteller, who only lacked a beard.

When these words were spoken, some of the inner disciples echoed them, while others sneered.

Mo Bingxian stood behind Qin Muyue, his eyes wandering among the crowd, secretly surprised at the girl's ability to make people hate her.

He thought to himself that this woman was so bold that she dared to slander Xianshou in public.

When the outer disciples heard the girl's words, someone immediately stood up and glared at her: "Shi Nishang, what do you mean by that? How can a useless inner disciple like you question the reputation of Xianshou?"

Qin Muyue sneered and replied, "I am just stating the truth. You outer disciples, what else can you do besides waving flags and shouting? The real battle still depends on us inner disciples."

This was like adding fuel to the fire. Someone among the outer disciples immediately retorted: "Shi Nishang, don't think that you are superior to others just because you have a good family background. In the secret realm, strength speaks. Let's see if you can still smile when the time comes."

Some inner disciples also echoed Qin Muyue: "That's right, who among us inner disciples is not the pride of the family? You peasants, are you worthy enough to compete with us?"

The quarrels became louder and louder, and the conflict between the two factions of disciples became more and more intense.

Yi Xuanji stood in the crowd, secretly admiring Yue Guanxue. Outside the dream, the Yiyin Sect was dedicated to helping others with music. This shows that the changes in the Yiyin Sect did not happen overnight, it was truly a complete transformation.

Just as the two sects were arguing, the sound of the zither suddenly rang out, as if triggered by a common line, shaking everyone's eardrums. He shouted: "Enough! In the secret realm, no matter whether it is the outer sect or the inner sect, they are all disciples of the Yuyin Sect. At this moment, we should work together to explore the secret realm, instead of being obsessed with our own identities!"

When everyone heard the voice, they all quieted down. The majesty of the string leader was unquestionable.

Qin Muyue pretended to be furious, took out the magic weapon from Xiang Xianshou, and pushed his hands to attack. "How dare you! I, the daughter of the clan leader, haven't spoken yet, it's not your turn to shout!"

The string player's expression remained calm as he swept his slender jade-like fingers across the strings. An invisible sound wave instantly spread out and collided with Qin Muyue's magic weapon, making a deafening roar.

The power of the sound waves and the might of the magic weapon collided with each other, and for a moment, the air in the square seemed to solidify.

However, at this moment, something strange happened. A strong suction force suddenly erupted from the entrance of the secret realm.

Qin Muyue only felt an irresistible force pulling her, and her body involuntarily flew towards the entrance of the secret realm.

Mo Bingxian's body was faster than his brain. He immediately flew forward and grabbed Qin Muyue's hand.

But the force was too strong, and Mo Bingxian and the girl were thrown into the secret realm together.