Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 93 - 87 Tianyan

Chapter 93: Chapter 87 Tianyan

Tianyan...

The little girl...

Xu Yuan was taken aback upon hearing this and began to search his mind for any memories related to this name.

But after a full circle, there was not even a mention of a little girl, let alone a female one.

However, although he didn’t find the person, he did find a cultivation technique called Yantian Art.

Tianyan, Yantian.

Yantian Art wasn’t just one of the only three blood-colored cultivation techniques, it was the last one, because the Yantian Art wasn’t actually implemented, and it hadn’t even appeared in the game; it was only briefly mentioned in the manual.

What was the description of Yantian Art again?

Xu Yuan frowned in recollection.

After pondering for a long while, he vaguely remembered the manual’s description of it.

It was simple, but also very domineering.

Forecast the machinations of heaven.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuan asked in a low voice,

"A little girl named Tianyan? How do you know her, and why would you believe her words?"

Ran Qingmo recalled for a moment and described simply,

"After I reached the Third Grade in my cultivation, my master sent me down the mountain to travel. I saved her near Jiuyuan Gorge, and while I was with her, she told me many strange things."

"Strange things?" Xu Yuan furrowed his brows.

"The earth dragon will stir in the West Zhou Prefecture, it will snow in August in Jiu Hua City, the northern frontier will be attacked by the Barbarian Tribes all the way to Hanbei City..."

"All of these things came to pass?"

"Mhm." Ran Qingmo nodded.

Xu Yuan’s eyes gradually grew solemn as he now roughly understood why Ran Qingmo was so certain. He asked softly,

"Since she said that the Sword Sect would be destroyed, did she mention anything else? Um... about the future?"

"Yes, there is one more thing." Ran Qingmo nodded.

"What is it?"

"Emperor Jiaying will die next year."

"....."

Xu Yuan’s breathing became sharply strained as he clenched his fist slightly and asked in a deep tone,

"Then do you know where she is now?"

Ran Qingmo shook his head:

"Mhm... She disappeared while I was cultivating."

Xu Yuan found this quite troubling.

Now, the things he had always been curious about in his former life were resolved.

The source of Ran Qingmo’s information wasn’t an internal traitor from the Prime Minister’s Mansion, but a direct deduction through the use of a cultivation technique that spies on the machinations of heaven.

Damn it, he, a transmigrator who once had a god-like perspective, didn’t know about these things, yet this little girl named Tianyan did.

The more he learned and understood, the stranger Xu Yuan felt about this world.

First, it was Qin Weijiu lurking in the shadows, and now Ran Qingmo had mentioned a mysterious little girl named Tianyan.

To be able to disappear unnoticed by Ran Qingmo while she was cultivating, if it wasn’t for some special effect of Yantian Art, then this little girl’s level of cultivation must have been at least a large grade higher than Ran Qingmo’s at that time.

Even if we put aside her level of cultivation, there’s a lot to be wary of.

What was this Tianyan girl’s purpose in telling Ran Qingmo these things?

Was it intentional, or was it merely to give Ran Qingmo a chance?

And does this mysterious little girl harbor any malice towards the Prime Minister’s Mansion?

All this was unknown.

In this moment, Xu Yuan suddenly understood why, in those novels from his previous life, the old characters liked to be riddle makers in front of the main characters.

When your strength is insufficient, even if you know some things, you can only look up helplessly.

This feeling is truly suffocating and despairing.

Of course,

Xu Yuan was not in the least bit despairing, because he could shake people up.

It so happened that Xu Changge was also in Jingjiang Prefecture, so he could leave this headache to him.

If this older brother can’t handle it...

Dad will!

Thinking this, Xu Yuan suddenly turned to Ran Qingmo and asked,

"By the way, may I tell Xu Changge about this?"

Upon hearing this, Ran Qingmo immediately stared at Xu Yuan and shook her head:

"Can we not mention it?"

Xu Yuan said in a low voice,

"I’m just talking about the matter concerning the girl named Tianyan."

Ran Qingmo stared at Xu Yuan, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up:

"But... but I’ll still be discovered by him."

Xu Yuan thought for a moment, roughly understanding what Ran Qingmo was worried about, and asked directly:

"Are you worried that Xu Changge will find out that you already know about our Prime Minister’s Mansion’s plan to overthrow the Sword Sect?"

Ran Qingmo slightly processed the meaning of the words, looked down at her toes, barely able to see, stayed quiet for a few breaths, then gently replied:

"Yes, that’s right...."

Xu Yuan heard this and smiled:

"You actually don’t need to worry about that."

"Why?" Ran Qingmo lifted her gaze.

"Because he has known about it for a long time."

"...."

Ran Qingmo blinked her beautiful eyes twice quickly, realizing what he meant, and immediately gripped the Black Sword, thinking of running away.

However, Xu Yuan didn’t give her the chance, pulling her wrist immediately after saying that sentence.

This situation was easy to deduce.

Xu Changge obviously knew that the person who had kidnapped him was Ran Qingmo, but he did not delve into her motives at all.

Is that normal?

It’s not normal, it could even be considered abnormal.

He, Xu Yuan, was excluded from the Prime Minister’s Mansion’s decision-making circle because of his past glorious achievements, but this older brother was definitely a part of the Prime Minister’s Mansion’s decision-making circle.

In other words, he must have been aware of the Prime Minister’s Mansion’s plan to topple the Tianyuan Sword Sect.

Since he knew, then at this time, Ran Qingmo, the Sword Sect’s head disciple, kidnapping him, Xu Changtian—was the specific purpose really that hard to guess?

This serious breach of confidentiality, they looked the other way because of me, Xu Yuan?

What a joke.

If my importance was truly so great, in my memory, this older brother wouldn’t have hung me up and beaten me.

And for such an abnormal situation, there was only one possibility.

Dear old dad and big brother were plotting something behind my back, and it was not yet time to completely tear our faces with the world’s Sects.

So, Xu Changge chose to bide his time.

Just like back on Tianmen Mountain’s Hanging Cliff, where he used the excuse to let the Big Ice Lump escape.

Xu Yuan, holding Ran Qingmo’s snow-white wrist, smiled and consoled:

"Don’t panic, Xu Changge won’t make a move against you right now."

Ran Qingmo’s eyes still held some wariness as she glanced in the direction where Xu Changge had gone:

"Why?"

Xu Yuan said carelessly:

"Because we’re not yet prepared for a war with the Sects, and we won’t tear apart our facade."

Ran Qingmo suddenly fell silent, pursing her lips slightly:

"Why do you tell me all this..."

She could roughly understand that his words were the secrets of the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Xu Yuan laughed and said:

"Didn’t you just tell me about Tianyan?"

He paused, then suddenly changed the topic with a cynical laugh:

"Besides, even if you told others, no one from your Sect would believe it."

Ran Qingmo, knowing the truth, tried to alert her Sect, but no one within the Sect wanted to believe her; in the end, those willing to believe her were from the Prime Minister’s Mansion, the Sect’s adversary.

He found it quite ironic.

"...."

Ran Qingmo fell silent upon hearing this.

After waiting quietly for a moment and seeing that she still didn’t speak, Xu Yuan softly said:

"If you die at his hands now, I, Xu Yuan, would lay down my life for you."

Ran Qingmo’s delicate body relaxed slightly, and she shook her head:

"There’s no need for you to lay down your life for me."

Xu Yuan smiled lightly, then asked again:

"May I talk to Xu Changge about the matter concerning Tianyan?"

Ran Qingmo thought for a long time, then finally nodded:

"Alright...."