Though a cultivator’s body is stronger than an ordinary person’s, giving birth is still significant. For Feng Guang, it was also a major physical strain. But with time pressing, there was no opportunity for her to rest. The sound of footsteps broke the brief, peaceful moment shared by the three of them in the bamboo house.
Fang Yue stood up from the bedside, summoning his Cold Abyss Sword. Feng Guang grabbed his hand. “You’re still injured.”
“It’s fine; I will protect you…” Fang Yue saw the fatigue in her from childbirth and glanced at the child she was holding. He added, “And… our Xiao Xiao.”
Since the person could bypass the barriers he had set up, they were likely someone familiar with the Haomiao Peak. There was only one person who fit that description—Mu Ning, and Fang Yue didn’t think of anyone else.
As the bamboo door opened, Fang Yue did indeed see Mu Ning.
Mu Ning froze when she saw her senior brother, standing with a sword in hand. Then, her gaze shifted to the young woman sitting on the bed, about her age, holding a baby. She froze again. After a long moment, she finally spoke, “Senior Brother, I mean no harm. I… I was just thinking you might be here. I came to help.”
Fang Yue did not easily believe her. “Help us? All the disciples of the Xuanmen have forgotten our past camaraderie. They listened to Yimu’s words, wanting to eradicate me. Junior Sister, how can I trust you?”
Finally, she wasn’t just a naive, sweet girl…
Feng Guang sighed in relief, still holding Xiao Xiao.
Mu Ning anxiously explained, “The others want to kill Senior Brother because the Master said whoever kills you will become the next sect leader. Senior Brother, you know, Mu Ning never cared for the position of sect leader—I’ve always just wanted to live a peaceful life. More importantly, you’ve taught me so much. In my heart, you are like a father to me. I knew you’d be at Haomiao Peak. It’s because you taught me that the most dangerous place can also be the safest.”
Fang Yue’s expression didn’t soften.
Mu Ning continued, “Senior Brother, the Master and the others can’t find you, and they will come to Haomiao Peak. Even though you and… Senior Sister are both very strong, you’re injured, she just gave birth, and you’re both holding a fragile baby. How could you possibly break through their siege?”
What Mu Ning said made sense.
Feng Guang looked up, “Do you have a way to help us leave?”
Mu Ning hurriedly responded, “Senior Brother knows I’ve always liked sneaking down the mountain to play. Since three years ago, I’ve secretly created a hidden passage near Haomiao Peak with an illusionary technique. Only I know about it, and I can use it to take you both down the mountain.”
Feng Guang threw off the blanket and tried to get out of bed. Fang Yue quickly sheathed his Cold Abyss Sword and went to support her. “You can’t move around carelessly.”
“It’s fine, I’ve already rested enough.” She smiled weakly. In this situation, how could she stay in bed any longer?
After thinking for a moment, Feng Guang handed the baby to Fang Yue’s arms. He immediately froze, but she seemed not to notice. After all, Xiao Xiao was his daughter, too—there was no reason she should always be the one holding her.
Feng Guang walked up to Mu Ning and raised an eyebrow. “Why do you want to help us?”
“It’s not about helping you. I’m helping my senior brother.” Mu Ning gave a playful smile, implying that Feng Guang was just a side note. “Besides, in the entire Xuanmen, during the Mingyin Pavilion incident, I was the only one who didn’t want to fight Senior Brother. If I wanted to harm him, I could have just notified the others directly. Why would I come alone to find you?”