Early in the morning, Hua Wu Que was awakened by the sound of tables and chairs being pushed. He reached out to his side, but found nothing. He groggily got up and saw Huang Xue Mei holding a bowl of congee, looking apologetically at him. "Did I wake you? I was thinking about going to the Sun Moon Holy Cult, and I won't be able to see you for a long time. Even if I do see you, it'll have to be secretly. So I thought I would prepare breakfast for you myself, as a way of showing my sisterly affection." She gently placed the bowl down, walked over, and lowered her head, seeming a bit embarrassed. "It's just... It's just that I've never cooked before. I was worried about doing a bad job, and I didn't pay attention. I kicked the table and chair and woke you up."
The hazy sunlight shone in from the window, illuminating her from behind. The ruthless, bloodthirsty female demon leader, at this moment, was like a newly married wife, carefully considering her husband's preferences.
Hua Wu Que, with his mouth slightly open, stared at her in a daze. He felt a surge of warmth spread through his body, making him numb and tingling. He pulled her into his embrace, pressing his forehead against hers. "Sister, meeting you is truly a blessing I've earned in this life, no, in my past life, and my past life before that."
Huang Xue Mei blushed slightly. She leaned down and lightly pecked Hua Wu Que's face. She loved doing little gestures like this for him. She turned around, picked up the congee, and stirred it gently with a spoon. "Sister meeting you has also been a fortune spanning countless lifetimes. Without you, Sister would still be living in hatred. Even if I killed all my enemies, I would still be alone. Sister wouldn't have dared to imagine my current life. You and me, even if Sister was too greedy earlier, you shouldn't mind it."
Hua Wu Que sat up and smiled softly. "Who told you there's no way? Even if you become the leader of the Sun Moon Holy Cult, we can still see each other whenever we want, openly." He got out of bed, picked up a pile of odds and ends from the table, and started fiddling with them.
Huang Xue Mei was overjoyed upon hearing this, but then she became worried again. "No, little brother, don't be reckless. The big picture is important. You must maintain your reputation as a righteous person from a prestigious sect. We can still see each other privately."
Hua Wu Que was fiddling around, and he picked up something, muttering, "Just need some flour and I'll be done!" He turned and walked out. Huang Xue Mei was a bit puzzled, so she quickly followed him. She saw him enter the nearby kitchen and start busying himself with something.
She was a very traditional woman at heart. Since her little brother hadn't said anything, she didn't want to pry. She leaned against the door and waited for him to come out.
After a while, a bearded, burly man walked out of the kitchen. She was sure that there was no one else in there, and she was a little surprised. But then the man spoke, his voice rough. "Well, where'd you come from, pretty little miss? Come on, smile for this old man."
Huang Xue Mei initially became furious. Her entire heart was focused on Hua Wu Que, and now this stranger was making fun of her, how could she stand it? She flipped her hands, a gleam of coldness flashing between her fingers, ready to strike. But then she saw the big man waving his hands repeatedly. "Sister, don't get excited, it's me." The voice was familiar, who else could it be besides Hua Wu Que?
Hua Wu Que, whose former name was Wang Lianhua, was just starting out in the world. Before he committed those evil deeds, his skills were known not only for his music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, martial arts, and formations, but most famously for his masterful disguise skills, earning him the title of "Thousand-Faced Young Master." Now, with just a few materials, he had transformed into a completely different person.
Huang Xue Mei had never seen such a skill before. Her heart was overjoyed, and she ran over to check Hua Wu Que from side to side. "Little brother, I didn't know you had such skills. Now it's settled, you change your identity, join me in the Sun Moon Holy Cult, and we can be together openly without affecting our plans!"
She was thrilled and wanted to jump into his arms, but she stopped, frowning. "It's just that your appearance has changed, and it feels a bit awkward to Sister. You need to change back to your original look before Sister can... can get close to you."
Hua Wu Que saw her expression and laughed. "So Sister is no exception, she only likes handsome young masters!"
Huang Xue Mei was about to retort when she suddenly saw waves crashing from the riverbank. She turned and saw a fleet of tall, majestic ships approaching from afar, their flags fluttering.
Their skills were profound, and they could see from afar that the flags displayed four large golden characters, "Sun Moon Holy Cult." The deck of the ships was filled with men in red martial arts uniforms, each strong and powerful, exuding a murderous aura.
The leading ship was twice as large as the others. In addition to the Sun Moon Holy Cult flag, there was a black flag towering above the rest, taller by several feet. It also had four large characters embroidered on it: "Eastern Unbeaten!"
A woman dressed in men's clothes stood beneath the flagpole, hands clasped behind her back, with a dashing and heroic bearing. Her outfit was exactly the same as Eastern Unbeaten's. She wore a black cloak, her eyes hidden as she looked into the distance. It seemed as if she had seen Huang Xue Mei on the shore, and she was overjoyed. She waved her hand urgently behind her, and two men beside her received the command and went away. Soon, the fleet turned and sailed towards them.