Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 910 - 566: Young Man? Young Woman?

Chapter 910: Chapter 566: Young Man? Young Woman?

Is someone coming?

Xu Yuan’s movements unconsciously halted slightly, his gaze instinctively following where Bai Muxi was looking.

In the early spring night, the dense forest carried the sounds of nature’s revival. The momentary silence by the campfire made the rustling of mosquitoes and the distant cries of beasts unusually clear, yet Xu Yuan saw nothing; the pitch-black fog obscured his vision.

Glancing at Bai Muxi’s expression, Xu Yuan continued to rotate the meat on the wooden rack, chuckling leisurely:

"Truly, deep in the dense forest there seems to be a household... However, seeing your expression, it must not be any recluse or sage."

Bai Muxi stared into the depths of the fog for a few moments:

"It’s a youth, around fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing clothes bearing the Feng Family’s clan insignia."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan’s mind immediately recalled the two prodigious talents from the Feng Family that were rarely seen.

Secret messages had recorded that they were a pair of siblings.

The sister was eighteen, the brother fifteen.

Now encountering another Feng Family youth around fourteen or fifteen years old...

With this thought, Xu Yuan’s pupils sharply contracted, suddenly looking towards the general direction of the ancestral shrine.

Damn it, he thought, how could there be so many geniuses in this world; could those siblings have taken the things his grandfather left for him?!

While he was pondering, Bai Muxi, seemingly discerning his thoughts, hastily explained:

"Young Master, the youth only possesses the cultivation of the Iron Body Realm, not the genius mentioned in the secret messages."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan’s brow instantly relaxed, letting out a breath, he snorted:

"Next time you speak, don’t gasp so heavily."

"Yes." Bai Muxi’s face showed a slight embarrassment.

Looking once again into the dense forest, Xu Yuan spoke with a hint of doubt: "This valley is already deep within the Xifeng Mountain Range, hundreds of miles away from the nearest settlement. What could a mere Iron Body Realm youth be doing here so late?"

Bai Muxi knelt across the campfire, the dancing flames accentuating her delicate features as she pondered:

"Young Master, could it be a sentry post?"

"An outpost?"

Xu Yuan, staring at the half-cooked skewer, muttered in response: "That’s possible."

The Xifeng Mountain Range, as the Feng Family’s ancestral land, strictly forbids outsiders from entering, much like those clan gates.

But as a region filled with abundant spiritual energy and a treasure trove of geomancy, the mountain range produces many heavenly and earthly treasures every year. While the Feng Family was powerful, no one dared to covet these items, but with the opening of martial arts schools, and the increase of lower-class cultivators, followed by the direct line of the Feng Family being absorbed into the Prime Minister’s Mansion, this deterrent significantly decreased.

The Black Scale Guards had also mentioned this point in their reports.

Every year, many so-called "gold diggers" infiltrate the mountain range hoping to try their luck, for a single precious spiritual herb could enable them to obtain a breakthrough elixir.

To prevent these outsiders from disturbing the ancestral lands and to protect one of the few sources of revenue, aside from assigning Grandmaster powerhouses to patrol the mountains, the Feng Family’s side branch also set up hundreds of sentry posts spread over thousands of miles.

And the cultivation of the clan members stationed at these posts was mostly around Sixth or Seventh Grade, akin to a starving camel being bigger than a horse.

Pulling a fatty and lean skewer from the rack, Xu Yuan forcefully bit off a chunk of fatty meat, the flavorful spices blending with the juice soaking into his taste buds, and while chewing, he murmured softly:

"Still, it’s strange, the clan members that usually station the outposts are mostly middle-aged, mostly blocked by their cultivation bottleneck. A fourteen or fifteen-year-old at the Iron Body Realm... given the current situation of the Feng Family’s side branch, this youth should be studying at Fengxi Hall."

After listening, Bai Muxi gently placed her pale palm on her seated knees, just about to brace herself to stand up when Xu Yuan’s muffled voice, obscured by chewing, came across:

"What are you planning to do?"

Bai Muxi glanced at Xu Yuan, honestly replying:

"Since Young Master suspects he found the Feng Family Ancestral Shrine, why not capture him and ask directly."

Xu Yuan calmly glanced at her, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and spat out two words:

"Sit down!"

"..." Bai Muxi obediently lowered her hand, staring expectantly at Xu Yuan.

Didn’t Young Master just imply that this boy might have taken his opportunity?

Why scold me...

Wiping the grease from his lips with a brocaded handkerchief, Xu Yuan exhaled a white mist, looking through the trees at the stars in the sky, his tone tranquil:

"Mu Xi, if it’s confirmed that the youth has indeed found the Ancestral Shrine, what do you intend to do? Imprison or kill?"

"..." Bai Muxi remained silent, but her eyes tacitly agreed.

Xu Yuan slanted his eyes, smiling slightly:

"It doesn’t matter, even if the youth found the Feng Family Ancestral Shrine, so what? If outsiders could so easily take the items from the shrine, would the concept of bloodline still exist in this world?"

Saying so, he paused, whispering:

"The world at large calls my father a thief of the country, wishing to devour his flesh, have you seen my father bother with these people? Heh, wasting time just looking at them.

"If you want to eliminate those who pose a threat to me, sure, but only if they qualify first. Wouldn’t it be tiring to kill everyone?"

Bai Muxi softly pursed her lips, muttering quietly:

"Young Master, a fifteen-year-old at Sixth Grade Iron Body... Isn’t that enough to warrant attention?"

"..."

The air stilled for a moment, a strange look flashed in Xu Yuan’s eyes.

With that remark, he suddenly understood Mu Xi’s rationale.

His daily interactions involved extreme cases like Xu Changge, Tianyan, and Ran Qingmo.

Anyone not reaching Grandmaster level before twenty is a genius?

Hardly.

Of course, except for himself.

But, by normal standards, that fifteen-year-old at Sixth Grade, although not comparable to the pinnacle figures of the world, could indeed be called a "prodigy."