Chapter 72: Mo Xue's Background
After finishing his combat training in the Soul Fighting Arena, Lin Beiya followed Ye Lüsù to track down the senior student who possessed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.
As one of the two most outstanding auxiliary martial souls in the original story, Lin Beiya naturally wanted to recruit her into the team.
Deep within the academy's most remote dormitory courtyard, they found Mo Xue just returning from outside.
She had a tall, slender figure, long chestnut-brown hair, and exquisitely cold features—a woman whose aura clearly warned strangers to keep their distance.
She glanced sidelong at Lin Beiya and Ye Lüsù standing at the dorm entrance but made no effort to greet them. Instead, she headed straight toward the stairs.
"Senior Mo Xue, may we speak for a moment?"
The cold woman turned around, her frosty gaze sweeping across the two. She recognized Ye Lüsù as the academy's top student, but Lin Beiya was completely unfamiliar to her.
She hesitated for a moment but did not refuse, giving a slight nod before walking toward the pavilion in the nearby garden.
Lin Beiya and Ye Lüsù exchanged glances before following.
Once seated inside the pavilion, Lin Beiya finally heard Mo Xue's voice—cold and distant, perfectly matching her appearance. She was clearly reluctant about this meeting.
"What is it?"
"Should I call you Senior Mo Xue… or Senior Ning Xue?"
"Shut up. I have nothing to do with that surname. I will only ever be Mo!"
The moment Lin Beiya probed her background, visible anger surged across Mo Xue's icy face. It wasn't an act—she genuinely hated the Ning clan.
"All right, I won't mention that surname again. Can you tell me what happened between you and that sect?"
"What does that have to do with you? If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving."
Mo Xue immediately stood up, unwilling to talk about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect at all. Lin Beiya quickly explained his purpose.
"I don't know what you've been through, but it's clear you hold no affection for that sect. Don't you want to make a name for yourself and prove your own worth?"
Her footsteps abruptly stopped.
Mo Xue turned around, looking at Lin Beiya with astonishment—how could a child speak with such certainty?
Seeing her hesitation, Lin Beiya seized the moment to introduce himself.
"I'm Lin Beiya. Three years from now, in the Elite Soul Master Tournament, I will be the captain of the Spirit Hall team."
"What?" she asked, surprised.
She naturally knew about the Elite Soul Master Tournament. But to make a child the team captain—was Spirit Hall short on talent?
Lin Beiya gave a helpless shrug. No matter how notorious his title was, his age alone would always cause people to underestimate him.
Ye Lüsù couldn't help covering his mouth with a small laugh before stepping in to clarify.
"Junior sister, don't look down on Beiya. He's young, yes, but he is the Pope's personal disciple, and his strength has been thoroughly tested."
"He even defeated me in the arena not long ago."
"Hiss—!"
Mo Xue sucked in a breath of cold air, offering the summer heat a refreshing chill. When her eyes returned to Lin Beiya, they were filled with shock.
A Pope's disciple meant extraordinary talent. Defeating Ye Lüsù meant actual, undeniable strength.
She knew Ye Lüsù's abilities well. Below the Soul King realm, no one could claim a guaranteed victory over him. But he openly admitted defeat to Lin Beiya.
She could no longer dismiss Lin Beiya so casually.
"You want me to join Spirit Hall's tournament team?"
"That's right. I wasn't trying to offend you, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul's support capability is unmatched. You know this better than anyone."
Mo Xue fell silent, then sighed softly and sat back down.
"You're right. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul's support ability is indeed top-tier."
"But… Do you trust me?"
Lin Beiya instantly understood what she meant. The corner of his lips curved slightly as he replied:
"Senior, talking about trust during a first meeting would be too fake. Would you trust the two of us right away?"
"But putting trust aside, as long as our interests and goals align, why can't we cooperate?"
"In the end, what matters is—do you want to participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament?"
Mo Xue didn't take offense at his bluntness. In fact, this was how normal people thought.
After a moment of hesitation, she nodded, agreeing to Lin Beiya's invitation.
"Very well. If you're willing to accept me, I can join the Spirit Hall tournament team."
"As for my relationship with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect…"
Once she agreed, Mo Xue laid everything bare. As an auxiliary soul master, having reliable teammates was essential—without protection, an auxiliary soul master was often no different from an ordinary person.
Her story made Lin Beiya and Ye Lüsù click their tongues in disbelief. Great clans really did have dirty secrets behind their glamorous façades.
Lin Beiya was also shocked by her identity.
Strictly speaking, the already-born Ning Rongrong would have to call her elder sister.
Yes—Mo Xue's biological father was Ning Fengzhi, the current Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Nineteen years ago, during a training expedition, he encountered Mo Xue's mother.
Ning Fengzhi—handsome, refined, knowledgeable, and famously flirtatious—found her beauty irresistible and was moved by lust.
His charm and scholarly demeanor quickly won over Mo Xue's mother, and the two soon fell deeply in love.
However, as the future sect master, Ning Fengzhi could not stay long in a remote village—and certainly could not bring Mo Xue's mother into the sect as a proper wife.
Because at the time, Ning Fengzhi already had a fiancée from a prestigious family—a powerful battle-soul master.
Mo Xue's mother had no cultivation talent. After six months together, she was quietly abandoned.
Before leaving, Ning Fengzhi painted a beautiful lie, promising that once he achieved success, he would return to marry her, giving Mo Xue's mother false hope.
The foolish woman waited happily for him to return, only to soon discover she was pregnant. After giving birth to Mo Xue, she waited a full six years without receiving even a fragment of news from Ning Fengzhi.
Because of this scandal, Mo Xue and her mother were often mocked and whispered about by the villagers. They could have moved to another place to start over, but Mo Xue's mother stayed—afraid that if they left, Ning Fengzhi would one day return and be unable to find them.
When Mo Xue turned six and awakened the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, the long-awaited response from Ning Fengzhi finally came.
Their village wasn't far from Heaven Dou City, so news of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul awakening reached the sect quickly.
But what arrived wasn't Ning Fengzhi.
It was sect members carrying a bag of gold soul coins, intending to take Mo Xue back to the sect for "proper training."
After raising Mo Xue with great difficulty, her mother refused to let strangers take her child away. Mo Xue herself threatened to die rather than leave her mother behind.
In the end, Ning Fengzhi issued a cruel decree:
No one was allowed to approach or aid the mother and daughter in any way. No financial support. No protection. No help.
The tidy life they could barely sustain with flower farming collapsed instantly—they could no longer even afford food.
Mo Xue's mother was strong-willed. She refused to bow to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She gathered wild vegetables, hunted small animals, and worked herself to exhaustion to keep them alive.
But without soul power, she couldn't endure such harsh labor for long. She soon fell gravely ill, and without money for treatment, she passed away.
From that moment on, Mo Xue hated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Left with nowhere to go and unwilling to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Mo Xue eventually sought out the branch hall of Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City. After revealing her martial soul and begging for acceptance, she was sent to Spirit City.
A cliché tale—yet painfully true to the behavior of nobles.
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