A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother

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The undercover agent cried out in pain.

"He should have already returned to Mount Shushan, find him!" Liu Qiushui said coldly.

The undercover agent nodded repeatedly, "Sect Leader, I understand. I will find Murong Mo. Do you want me to eliminate him?"

"No need, just lure him out of Mount Shushan."

"Yes!"

After hanging up, the undercover agent got back up from the ground.

"Murong Mo..."

"Wasn't he already dead? The Murong family even held a funeral for him. I even attended the banquet, contributing five thousand spiritual stones. Can this still be fake? This is clearly a scam for the banquet, my five thousand spiritual stones!!"

The undercover agent was Song Qizawa, a disciple of Little Qiong Peak.

Song Qizawa’s journey to becoming an undercover agent for the Shura Hall was a long and twisted tale.

Many years ago, while traveling down the mountain, he met Liu Qiushui, who was also traveling in the same area.

At that time, Liu Qiushui was recuperating and disguised herself as a loose cultivator living in a small town.

Song Qizawa was immediately captivated by Liu Qiushui's appearance and naïvely thought that love had finally arrived for him.

Upon learning Liu Qiushui's true identity, Song Qizawa couldn’t help but look up and scream to the sky.

"Why! Why! Is it fate that you and I cannot be together?"

Liu Qiushui had originally not wanted to interact with Song Qizawa, as she didn’t want to offend Mount Shushan.

But she soon realized that he could be useful to her.

Thus, Song Qizawa was deceived by Liu Qiushui into joining the Shura Hall, where he was coerced and manipulated into becoming their undercover agent.

Song Qizawa clutched his aching chest and muttered to himself,

"Qiushui... it seems you’ve gotten even more beautiful. You told me to find Murong Mo? It can’t be just to see me, right? Did you miss me?"

Song Qizawa left Little Qiong Peak, greeted Li Xuanxiao, a disciple of Silver Sword Peak, and headed in the direction of the Murong family.

Li Xuanxiao turned around and looked at him oddly.

Did I just hear the name "Murong Mo"?

Suddenly, Li Xuanxiao’s alarm bells went off in his mind.

"..."

Li Xuanxiao had spent nearly half a year crossing the tribulation.

When he returned, he exchanged the sect’s command token.

He explained that he had failed his tribulation and returned after healing his injuries.

When he arrived at Silver Sword Peak, he saw his junior sister, Zhao Lu.

She was walking proudly, leading a yellow dog in one hand and a blue one in the other.

"Senior Brother, you’ve finally returned."

Zhao Lu jumped up three meters high.

She spread her arms wide, aiming to hug Li Xuanxiao.

Li Xuanxiao quickly dodged, extending his finger and lightly tapping her forehead.

"Did you cultivate well?"

"Yes, yes."

Zhao Lu nodded enthusiastically, her big, bright eyes fixed on her senior brother.

"Senior Brother, did you succeed in crossing the tribulation?"

"No."

Li Xuanxiao wasn’t worried about exposing his cultivation.

He was wearing a spiritual concealment cloak and an inner concealment lining.

The cloak was a gift from an old man, and after practicing the Concealment of Spirit Technique, it allowed him to control his spiritual energy to hide his cultivation.

However, against people like Empress Di Nü Feng and Liu Qiushui, any concealment was pointless.

Zhao Lu nodded and muttered softly, "No success, but based on Senior Brother’s personality, that must mean success. Senior Brother says he's at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage, but in reality, he must have entered the Foundation Establishment Stage. This time, after breaking through, he'll surely be at the Golden Core Stage."

Li Xuanxiao: ...........

Little junior sister, you have already sealed your fate!!

"Any news from the sect lately?"

Li Xuanxiao asked.

Zhao Lu skillfully took out her small notebook and began recounting all the gossip she had heard within the sect.

Li Xuanxiao wasn’t paying full attention, his thoughts lingering on the Mount Shushan disciple he had encountered earlier.

Song Qizawa.

There were over ten thousand disciples in Mount Shushan, not to mention the extra from the Miscellaneous Peak, so it was unlikely that every disciple would know everyone in the sect.

Of course, Li Xuanxiao was the exception; he knew even the old man sweeping the floor at Miscellaneous Peak.

In his scenario, he even fantasized that the floor-sweeping old man might be a hidden expert.

This was because the cafeteria aunt had been looked down on and abused by a Mount Shushan disciple, leading to her death.

Later, the old man stepped in, wiping out the entire Mount Shushan sect...

As a result, Li Xuanxiao often visited Miscellaneous Peak to get closer to the cafeteria aunt.

He had even once stopped a confrontation.

The cause was a disciple eating fish, but the still-alive spiritual fish slapped the disciple three times in the face.

The disciple, angry, went to argue with the aunt.

Seeing things escalate, Li Xuanxiao had stepped in to mediate, even compensating the disciple with some spiritual stones.

For some reason, the aunt had given him a strange look.

And when the floor-sweeping old man heard about it, his gaze had been even stranger, almost like looking at an enemy.

Li Xuanxiao checked his junior sister’s homework, then greeted several senior brothers and sisters.

They all offered condolences when they learned that Li Xuanxiao had failed his tribulation, telling him that he was still young and had many opportunities in the future... and so on.

Then, Li Xuanxiao investigated the relationship between Song Qizawa and Murong Mo.

The two had gone on missions together multiple times.

When the Murong family held Murong Mo’s funeral, Song Qizawa had attended and even offered five thousand spiritual stones as a gift.

Could it be that they were close friends?

Li Xuanxiao wanted to investigate the truth of Murong Mo’s death.

Although Li Xuanxiao was certain his actions in Murong Mo’s death were flawless, the presence of Su Wan, a bug-level existence, had complicated things.

Su Wan was able to deduce that Li Xuanxiao had killed Murong Mo out of admiration for her...

This deduction shocked Li Xuanxiao deeply.

Indeed, someone like Su Wan, an abstract-level existence, could easily reach limits that Li Xuanxiao could never imagine.

Li Xuanxiao checked on Song Qizawa’s movements and discovered he had gone to the Murong family!

Had Song Qizawa perhaps heard some world-shattering news from Su Wan and believed it to be true, then told the Murong family?

Li Xuanxiao paced back and forth in his room.

"........."

Several days later, Song Qizawa returned to Mount Shushan.

He had already visited the Murong family.

When Murong Mo died, his body wasn’t found, so his family only set up a memorial tombstone for him.

Song Qizawa also went to find a few people who had acted with Murong Mo.

However, Su Wan was in seclusion.

Junior Sister Jiang Luoshui didn’t care about Murong Mo’s life or death. In fact, when Song Qizawa mentioned Murong Mo, she stared blankly for a while, as if trying to remember who Murong Mo was.

So, she pulled Song Qizawa and had a long chat with Su Wan.

Song Qizawa was speechless.

But, he did obtain an important piece of information.

At the time, Li Xuanxiao had also disappeared along with Murong Mo.

Thus, Song Qizawa came to Silver Sword Peak to find Li Xuanxiao.

However, for some reason, Li Xuanxiao’s gaze toward him seemed a bit strange.

Perhaps it was just an illusion.

Song Qizawa thought to himself.

Song Qizawa: