The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

Chen Xuan and Li Qingfeng were drinking merrily and having a great time. However, Hua Mengjie was in a completely different situation; she was suffering terribly.

Her seemingly delicate body collapsed limply onto the large bed, as if all her strength had been drained away.

She clutched her heart tightly with her hand, her chest heaving violently, her breathing rapid and erratic.

"Damn it! That damned Chen Xuan, why, why can't I feel a trace of anger when I face him like that? What's going on? Could it be that I've gotten used to this guy treating me like this?"

"No! Absolutely impossible! I am a dignified cultivator in the Mahayana stage, with such a noble status, while Chen Xuan is just an insignificant little cultivator. How could he be worthy of being treated like this by me!" Hua Mengjie thought indignantly, her emotions becoming increasingly agitated.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Unable to contain her anger any longer, Hua Mengjie raised her hand, wanting to smash the bed with one blow, but then worried that Chen Xuan would be dissatisfied with her, so she turned over.

That was all she could do.

However, just as she gently turned over, her gaze inadvertently swept to the headboard. There, her clothes, which she had changed out of, were quietly laid out.

At this moment, the clothes looked somewhat disheveled, as if they had just gone through a small battle.

Even so, they remained basically clean. Upon closer inspection, one could detect a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance emanating from the clothes—her unique body scent.

Mixed in with this enchanting fragrance were some things that had been spilled at the time; though inconspicuous, they were impossible to ignore.

After some recollection, she finally remembered that this was something left behind after she accidentally choked on her water last time.

Hua Mengjie bit her lip tightly, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes fixed on the gorgeous clothes in her hands, and she murmured, "These clothes... that hateful Chen Xuan!" The thought of the man she both feared and hated filled her with complicated emotions.

"I was too embarrassed to ask last time why my cultivation level had inexplicably improved, but this time..." Hua Mengjie frowned slightly, gently stroking the clothes Chen Xuan had given her, as if she could feel his warmth and presence from them.

Well, the most important thing is the substance that exists on it.

As she pondered, Hua Mengjie unconsciously leaned closer and took a sniff...

Okay, let's give it a try.

……

"Brother Chen! The reason I've come to bother you is that I have something I'd like to ask you about." After chatting for a while, Li Qingfeng finally revealed his purpose.

"Oh? Please speak freely, Brother Li, there's no need to be so polite," Chen Xuan replied with a smile and a friendly tone.

"I wonder if Brother Chen's peach blossoms will ever... again?"

Chen Xuan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a knowing smile.

As expected, he had already guessed Li Qingfeng's purpose in coming here.

So he coughed lightly and replied unhurriedly, "Brother Li, to be honest, these peach blossoms of mine are hard-earned. The ones I sold to Miss Mengjie were already the maximum I could provide each day, and the sect has kept records of them. So, I really don't have any extra peach blossoms to give you!"

At this point, Chen Xuan couldn't help but shake his head, a hint of helplessness on his face.

"I see. In that case, it really was my fault, brother. I was quite offensive just now, and it was really a bit abrupt." Li Qingfeng said with a slightly apologetic smile, shaking his head gently.

"Oh dear, Brother Li, what are you saying? Please don't say that. It's clearly my limited abilities that have prevented me from being of any help to you. I'm the one who should feel ashamed."

Chen Xuan quickly waved his hand, saying polite words, but his eyes flickered, clearly just being polite.

"Enough, enough. It's no use saying more now. I won't bother you any longer. Mengjie, if you're all packed up, come with me." Li Qingfeng turned to the side and called out in a louder voice.

There's no benefit to me, and I've already finished my tea, so why should I stay here any longer?

"Hmm." The next moment, Hua Mengjie slowly walked out of her room.

"Brother Li, please wait a moment, let me see you off." Upon seeing this, Chen Xuan quickly stepped forward, making a show of warmly inviting you to stay.

"No need to trouble yourself, Brother Chen. We can leave on our own. Please stay," Li Qingfeng waved his hand, politely declining. After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door with Hua Mengjie, quickly disappearing from Chen Xuan's sight.

……

Li Qingfeng slowly stepped out of the room. Once outside, his previously calm expression instantly darkened, as if a storm was about to break out.

"That Chen Xuan is so biased! He clearly has too many suitors, but he only gives them to Hua Mengjie, completely ignoring me. Is it just because Hua Mengjie has already entered the Mahayana stage and can satisfy his ridiculous vanity?"

"Hmph, but my cultivation is on par with Chen Xuan's, so why won't he even give me a second glance? This is an insult to me!"

"What's wrong, Qingfeng? You look terrible. Did something unpleasant happen between you and Chen Xuan just now?"

Hearing this, Li Qingfeng was slightly taken aback, then deliberately showed a bitter smile and sighed softly, saying, "Alas... it's all because of Elder Chen Xuan. He looks down on me completely!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Mengjie's eyebrows shot up, a flash of anger crossing her beautiful eyes. She exclaimed coquettishly, "What?! How dare he treat you like this? No, I must go and confront him!"

With that, he turned around, ready to confront Chen Xuan and demand an explanation.