The Way of Spiritual Journey

Chapter 49, Four Directions in Motion

Night falls. The bright moon hangs high in the sky.

On the upper floor of Qifeng Tower, Nalan Mingyue, dressed in a moon-white long dress, stood at the window like a perfect jade statue, quietly gazing at the bright moon in the sky.

"Is there anything wrong with what you said?" After a long silence, Nalan Mingyue asked softly.

"No. I saw the whole thing from beginning to end," Rou'er replied softly, standing behind Nalan Mingyue.

Nalan Mingyue didn't turn around, but she could sense that Rou'er's emotions were very unstable, as if she had something she wanted to say but didn't.

The Spirit Body is so magical that it can keenly sense the emotional fluctuations of others.

"Alas! Rou'er, we grew up together since childhood. Although we were mistress and servant, we were as close as sisters. Now that the Nalan family has fallen into ruin, we have both fallen into prostitution and have long become family who depend on each other for survival. There is nothing you cannot say to me." Nalan Mingyue sighed softly and turned around.

"That young master Li Lang is so handsome, with excellent looks and character, and his talent and virtue are unparalleled. He is truly the perfect match for Miss!" Rou'er said, her eyes and brows overflowing with tenderness as she spoke of Li Lang.

"Hehe, little girl, are you feeling the stirrings of spring?" Nalan Mingyue covered her face with a light veil, her bright eyes clear as water, and she saw through Rou'er's thoughts at a glance.

"Miss, no way." Rou'er blushed as her mistress saw through her thoughts and hurriedly denied it.

"Yes, they are indeed a perfect match. What woman wouldn't admire such a gentleman?" Nalan Mingyue sighed softly again. "It's just that he doesn't seem to be interested in me!"

"No, he just hasn't seen Miss's beauty yet. Otherwise, he would have been impatient long ago." Rou'er's expression was sincere; she had always been very confident in her young mistress's charm.

"Rou'er, from now on you can call me sister. No matter where I am in the future, I will never let you leave my side." Nalan Mingyue smiled, her words equally sincere, with a deeper meaning that she did not have time to elaborate on.

"Really? Sister." Upon hearing this, Rou'er's eyes lit up; she keenly sensed the deeper meaning in those words.

"Of course, if that day ever comes, our sisterly bond will never be broken." Nalan Mingyue nodded.

"Thank you, sister!" Rou'er's eyes welled up with tears as she threw herself into Nalan Mingyue's arms.

"The fragrance of orchids... You used the jade soap too, didn't you?" Nalan Mingyue gently stroked Rou'er's shoulder, suddenly smelling a delicate fragrance. After a moment of contemplation, she felt relieved.

"Ah! Sister, you can smell it?" Rou'er jumped out of Nalan Mingyue's arms like a startled rabbit.

"The fragrance of orchids and plum blossoms is different each. It seems that the playboy treats you very well," Nalan Mingyue teased.

"This was a gift from Young Master Li Lang." Rou'er's pretty face flushed red, but her heart was as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

"Hehe, who dares to say that a spiritualist doesn't eat the food of the mortal world? As long as you find the flavor he wants, he'll be wild even if he doesn't want to." Nalan Mingyue laughed merrily, and at this moment, it was clear that she was genuinely happy.

Prince Jing's Mansion.

Prince Jing had a square face and wore a royal robe. Just sitting there, he exuded an aura of authority that was not angry but imposing.

"A powerful figure like yourself couldn't even withstand a single move?" Prince Jing looked at the Black and White Duo lying in the hall, remained silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"According to eyewitnesses at the time, that should be the case." A man with a folding fan and a mustache stood behind the prince, presumably a clerk, and carefully reported back.

The prince fell silent again.

"Alas, the power of a spirit is truly terrifying! Take them away." After a moment, the prince sighed softly and waved his hand. The advisor immediately ordered his men to carry the two demons out of the hall.

"What was that scoundrel's name again?" the prince asked.

"Call him Tu Si."

"Break both their legs and throw them into that shady place, what's it called again?"

"Wangcai Cooperative".

"Yes. Break his hand too, throw him out the doorway, and he'll have to beg for a living from now on."

"Yes, Your Highness." The clerk acknowledged the order, bowed, and withdrew.

"Wangcai Cooperative? Interesting." The prince sat alone, muttering to himself.

The princess's bedroom was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

The princess was still wearing her magnificent dress, her black hair cascading down her back, her face as beautiful as a pearl. She was none other than the peerless beauty that Li Lang had seen at Qifeng Tower that day.

"A spirit being?" The princess held a blood-red jade pendant in her hand and gently stroked it.

This was the very piece that Li Lang had obtained from Chu Yan, and then casually pawned at a remote pawnshop.

"I never would have guessed that guy was a spiritualist," said the aloof maid beside the princess.

"Oh? So what did you figure out about that guy?" The princess glanced at the maid and teased.

"No, I didn't see anything." Hearing the princess's teasing, the maid's pretty face blushed for no reason, and her reply was incoherent.

"Is there still no news from Chu Yan?" After teasing her, the princess suddenly thought of Chu Yan.

"Not yet, but it's highly likely it's fallen into Prince Jing's hands, but we have no evidence." When the topic turned to the main point, the maid's expression also became serious.

"The fledgling swallow actually managed to lure a spiritualist to the capital. I wonder what surprises await us next?" the princess murmured to herself, completely unaware that she had already gone astray.

"I heard that the price of the jade soap that guy has has doubled. Let's go buy some tomorrow." The princess's thinking was so unpredictable that most people couldn't keep up.

"Alright!" Clearly, the princess's maid was no ordinary person, nodding in agreement with great enthusiasm.

Shifu.

The Shi family is holding a family meeting overnight. Shi Butong is truly triumphant this time, as for the first time in history, he is seated before his eldest brother.

Oh, to correct something, for the first time in history, there were unprecedented seating arrangements at the family assembly, and the seats were immediately placed in front of the eldest son.

"You are indeed extraordinary. To meet a spiritualist for the first time is not only your good fortune, but also the good fortune of our family!" The head of the Shi family looked at Shi Butong with gentle eyes, filled with deep satisfaction and pride.

"Hmph, what's so great about you? You acted so pathetic in front of the Spirit Master during the day, who knows if you'll even want to see him again." Suddenly out of favor, the eldest son of the Shi family was indignant. How dare a good-for-nothing born out of wedlock take his place? So, he began to retaliate in a sarcastic tone.

"You know nothing! That's my brother Lang. I helped him a lot back at Qifeng Tower. My brother Lang said long ago that as long as I do this job well, he will offer me the Jade Soap formula and invite me to invest in the partnership." Shi Butong scoffed at his elder brother's attitude.

"Hey, that's not how it works." The head of the Shi family waved his hand. "How could a mere mortal like you possibly help a spiritualist? That was just a test."

"Gaining the recognition of the Spirit Master is the greatest opportunity of your life. Don't talk about equity investment or cooperation anymore. Just do your best to help the Spirit Master, and great benefits will be waiting for you."

It has to be said that it was no accident that Shi Jiazhu was able to sit in the position of Minister of Personnel. He was a cunning old fox who could see through the ways of the world at a glance.