MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Infiltrating the Liu Family

Shen Yucheng’s back stiffened instantly, his heart sinking. He didn’t know what was going on, but his intuition told him that Mo Yifeng was extremely displeased with him at this moment.

He carefully turned his head and saw that dark face that could drip ink, subconsciously waving his hand to explain, “No, it’s not like that, we sleep in separate beds, really!”

Hearing this, Mo Yifeng’s expression softened a little, but he obviously didn’t intend to let him off the hook.

Mo Yifeng stepped forward and directly pulled Shen Yucheng away from Qin Feng, staring coldly at Qin Feng’s delicate young face, warning him in no uncertain terms, “Sect Leader Li, please take care of your disciple, don’t go hugging everyone you see.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell into dead silence. Shen Yucheng raised his head and looked at Mo Yifeng, his face blank. Recalling the Mo Yifeng who couldn’t wait to stick to him every day, he never expected that this person would actually say such a thing.

The sky must be falling.

After Mo Yifeng finished speaking, he didn’t wait for anyone to react and pulled Shen Yucheng away. Shen Yucheng couldn’t break free and could only let him drag him away.

Qin Feng reacted and hurriedly stepped forward, “Hey—”

“Qin Feng, don’t chase him.” Li Yuan rubbed his temples, helplessly watching the two leaving, he only had one request for Mo Yifeng: “I can’t control you, but you must complete the infiltration mission.”

Mo Yifeng left without looking back, not even giving him a glance.

Qin Feng stared in the direction where Shen Yucheng was being pulled away, and couldn’t help asking, “Master, who exactly is he?”

Li Yuan sighed deeply, “A madman.”

Back at the East Pavilion, Mo Yifeng finally let go of Shen Yucheng. For a moment, neither of them spoke, and a strange atmosphere filled the air. Shen Yucheng stood there, his mind in a mess. He couldn’t understand why things had turned out this way.

Ten years had passed, how had Mo Yifeng and Li Yuan’s relationship become even more strained?

Although, it wasn’t like it was great before.

However, this wasn’t a solution. He felt it was necessary to find an opportunity to investigate and completely understand the situation.

Shen Yucheng’s current identity was that of an ordinary disciple of the Dingxu Sect. Faced with Mo Yifeng, who was clearly in a bad mood, he had no choice but to endure it. He took a deep breath and squeezed out a smile, “My lord, I’ll go clean up your room right away.”

After speaking, he started tidying up. Throughout the entire process, Mo Yifeng stood there without saying a word, but that scorching gaze was always glued to the back of Shen Yucheng’s head, like a fire burning.

After a stick of incense, Shen Yucheng finished cleaning up. He raised his head and happened to meet Mo Yifeng’s eyes. At this moment, he was stunned. This was the first time since their reunion that he had seen such an expression on Mo Yifeng’s face.

It was an expression of looking through him, looking at something else.

Shen Yucheng’s heart clenched, and he suddenly realized that they had been spending too much time together, which would make his defenses against Mo Yifeng gradually relax.

No, he had to leave quickly!

Shen Yucheng squeezed out a stiff smile, “My lord, the room has been cleaned up. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first.”

After speaking, he immediately walked towards the door. However, just as he passed by Mo Yifeng, he heard the other party mutter, “Too similar.”

Thump thump!

Shen Yucheng’s heartbeat instantly accelerated. He didn’t know what Mo Yifeng was referring to, but an ominous premonition surged into his heart. He quickened his pace and quickly left.

At this moment, Mo Yifeng’s voice came from behind him again.

“You’re not a disciple of the Dingxu Sect, are you.”

Shen Yucheng paused, his back facing Mo Yifeng.

His tone was calm, “My lord, why do you say that?”

“Li Juemu is the younger brother of the Dingxu Sect’s leader, and also the Immortal Elder in the sect. How dare a mere ordinary disciple go against his wishes? Or, why don’t you tell me where you were all day yesterday?”

Shen Yucheng remained calm, his answer impeccable, “My lord has misunderstood. The sect is short of manpower, and this disciple is busy with affairs, and accidentally delayed Elder Li’s instructions.”

Mo Yifeng slowly turned around, staring coldly at him, “Then what was the matter with you running to the leader’s library last night? Don’t tell me you went to clean up in the middle of the night.”

“What does my lord want to find out from me?” Shen Yucheng raised his head to meet his gaze, his tone indifferent. The two faced each other, both wanting to see a loophole in the other’s eyes. “Why are you always picking on this disciple?”

Mo Yifeng took a step forward, slowly raised his hand, touched Shen Yucheng’s face, his eyes gloomy and unpredictable, “Is this face natural?”

Shen Yucheng was stunned for a moment, not understanding where this question came from, but he still honestly replied, “Yes.”

“Do you have any relatives?”

“No…”

Mo Yifeng murmured in a low voice, “He didn’t either.”

“One last question,” Mo Yifeng suddenly pinched Shen Yucheng’s face, his tone icy, “What Dao do you cultivate?”

This short sentence made Shen Yucheng’s mind go blank. It had been a long time since anyone had asked him such a question.

After the other party asked so many questions, even if he was slow-witted, he understood that Mo Yifeng was looking for him.

To be precise, he was looking for the Shen Yucheng of ten years ago.

The third disciple of the Futian Sect, Shen Yucheng.

Shen Yucheng opened his mouth, his throat feeling like it was stuck with a thorn, even breathing felt difficult, his voice hoarse beyond belief, “…My lord is joking, this one’s cultivation is low, I don’t have the choice to cultivate any Dao.”

As soon as he said these words, his heartbeat only increased. He had originally thought that ten years would be enough to dilute everything, and Mo Yifeng’s feelings for him should also dissipate with the passage of time. After all, they had only known each other for a short year back then—

Who would remember for so long…?

But now it seemed that he was terribly wrong.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yifeng not only hadn’t forgotten, but had been looking for him all along. The rumors that Li Yuan mentioned were probably also related to this matter.

Shen Yucheng’s nerves became even more tense, and the harsh words he had said to Mo Yifeng when he left ten years ago flashed through his mind. The other party must hate him to the core.

He had long been mentally prepared for all of this, but when it came to it, he found that his defenses had collapsed again, and the psychological construction he had painstakingly built over the past ten years had been shattered in an instant.

He didn’t dare to raise his eyes to look at Mo Yifeng for a moment, but he heard a low chuckle above his head. The laughter was suppressed and gloomy, directly clutching his heart.

Immediately afterwards, a warm breath brushed past his ear, the voice so close that his back tensed, “Don’t worry, we’ll take it slow. There will always be a time when we find you using spiritual power.”

Shen Yucheng stood stiffly until Mo Yifeng turned to leave, leaving behind a faint sentence before leaving, “Wait at the sect gate tomorrow at Yin time.”

Shen Yucheng then breathed a sigh of relief and put away his flattering expression, “The future is long.”

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At Yin time, Shen Yucheng changed into a set of Xuanqing clothes, which he had taken from the black-clothed man. When he arrived at the agreed place, he saw a tall figure in the distance, wearing the same Xuanqing clothes, but with a very unfamiliar appearance.

“Let’s go.” The man saw him coming and turned around to prepare to leave.

Shen Yucheng was stunned for a moment, and after listening carefully, he recognized the other party’s voice, “You even changed your appearance?”

Mo Yifeng explained as he walked, “There may still be people from the Liu family hidden in the sect. Just in case, my face might be recognized.” Seeing Shen Yucheng subconsciously touch his own face, he paused and added in a faint tone, “You don’t have to, not many people have seen you.”

The two walked extremely fast, and in just one hour, they had arrived not far from the Liu family’s gate.

Mo Yifeng quietly observed the two gatekeepers at the door, casually asking, “Can you keep up with my speed?”

Shen Yucheng raised an eyebrow, his tone lazy, “You’re overestimating me, I’m just a little faster than ordinary people.”

Mo Yifeng’s expression became dead fish-eyed, obviously not believing him, “I ran with all my might just now.”

The implication was that he, a sword master in the Mahayana stage, had used all his strength, but could only tie with this “ordinary person”. Anyone who heard this would find it outrageous.

But Shen Yucheng was unmoved and still stubborn, and the topic stalled like this.

Although the two were arguing verbally, their actions were not delayed at all. At the moment when the gatekeepers closed their eyes, two shadows of grass sprang up outside the gate at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, they flashed into the Liu family’s back garden and hid in the depths of the shade of the trees.

This set of movements was smooth and flowing, and the gatekeepers didn’t even notice anything unusual.

Mo Yifeng lowered his voice and asked with a raised eyebrow about the instant movement just now, “So, is this also because you ‘walk fast’?”

Shen Yucheng stood in the shadows, carefully observing the surroundings, and casually perfunctorily replied, “Yes.”

The Liu family was larger than expected, and the buildings were divided into east and west sides. After the two discussed, they decided to split up and explore one side each, saving some time, and agreed to meet in the back garden at Zi time.

Shen Yucheng sneaked into an area full of residences.

This place was densely populated, so it should be easier to run into people from the Liu family.

Just as he thought of this, a figure walked by in front of him. He flashed his figure, like a flying squirrel leaping onto the beam, looking down at the person.

The person was wearing the same Xuanqing clothes as him, so he should be a disciple of the Liu family. The Liu family recruited disciples every year, and as a family of medicine, these people were mostly related to medicine.

The disciple walked into a room in front of him and said in a low voice, “Family Head.”

Shen Yucheng raised his eyebrows. Was he so lucky? He ran into the Liu family head as soon as he arrived?

“How is it?” A calm male voice came from the room.

“The hidden guests sent to the Li family have been cleaned up.” The disciple replied respectfully.

“All cleaned up?”

“Yes. Moreover, that thing was not found in the Li family either.”

Shen Yucheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Sure enough, the Liu family had infiltrated the Li family to find something. But what exactly was this thing that made the Liu family willing to send so many hidden guests to their deaths?

“Back then, he took away the secret recipe. If it’s not in the Li family, could it really have been destroyed?” The family head was silent for a moment, then instructed, “You, go summon all the uncles and discuss the next plan.”

The disciple obeyed and left, and the room returned to silence.

Shen Yucheng hid on the beam, analyzing rapidly in his mind. The Liu-Li dispute triggered by the Liu family this time was indeed to find something. They believed that this thing was in the Li family, so they secretly sent people to infiltrate.

But if they were just looking for something, they should act in a low-key manner. Why did they attack the disciples at night?

This was clearly intentional exposure, as if to tell everyone that “the Dingxu Sect is in danger.”

Why was this?

At Zi time, the moonlight shone on Shen Yucheng’s face through the shade of the trees. Mo Yifeng heard this, pondered for a moment, and analyzed in a low voice, “The Liu family can’t find the thing, perhaps because it requires special conditions to appear.”

Shen Yucheng calmly continued, “You mean, they attacked the disciples because they wanted to force the Li family to use something?”

“It’s very likely.” Mo Yifeng lowered his head and touched the tree trunk, “This is a family of medicine. If they want to find something related to medicine, logically speaking, what would a normal person do to the injured after attacking the disciples?”

“Treatment…” Shen Yucheng’s eyes lit up, and he suddenly understood, “So, they want to force the Li family to use ‘that thing’ to treat the injured disciples?”

“Very likely.” Mo Yifeng nodded, his brows still furrowed, “Moreover, the ‘person’ mentioned by the family head took away the secret recipe.”

“That person… the secret recipe.” Shen Yucheng repeated in a murmur. Suddenly, what Li Yuan had said earlier flashed through his mind, and he had a flash of inspiration, “The person who took away the secret recipe back then was… Liu Mingzhen!”

Mo Yifeng’s eyes sharpened when he heard this, “The medical genius Liu Mingzhen.”

Shen Yucheng nodded. After all this, the Liu family’s target this time was actually the secret recipe left by Liu Mingzhen.

He was about to continue analyzing, but he saw Mo Yifeng turn and leave.

Mo Yifeng thought, “Then I also have a place to take you.”

“Where to?” Shen Yucheng quickly followed.

“The medical clinic before Liu Mingzhen disappeared.” Mo Yifeng turned his head, a meaningful look flashing in his eyes.