Chapter 697 Hua Feixuan's Attitude - I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

“Child, your master only seeks what's best for you.” Hua Fei Xuan sighed as she noticed Hua Jie Yu's clear reluctance. “I understand, Master.” Hua Jie Yu bowed her head in acknowledgment. "Oh, and how have you dealt with Su Xuan’s situation?" Hua Fei Xuan suddenly asked, recalling something important. "I arranged for Su Xuan to stay in a guest room and promised that we would send an elder from the Yin Moon Sect to help him with his injuries, as a way to repay him for aiding our sect,” Hua Jie Yu explained, hesitating before she continued, “I’ve also made it clear to Su Xuan that we should keep our distance.” Hua Fei Xuan frowned. “Even if Su Xuan’s potential doesn’t match that of the Wang family’s young master, there’s no need to distance yourself from him so quickly. The future is unpredictable.” “Su Xuan’s talent isn’t lacking. If he catches up or even surpasses that Wang family young master in the future, what stance will you take then? Wouldn’t the Yin Moon Sect be losing a great asset?” Hua Fei Xuan admonished. “I didn’t consider all of that at the time. I mishandled the situation. I beg your forgiveness, Master.” Hua Jie Yu lowered her gaze in remorse. “Sigh, it’s not that you didn’t think it through—you’re trying to gain favor with the Wang family’s young master, which is why you're suppressing Su Xuan,” Hua Fei Xuan saw right through her disciple’s thoughts. “I was wrong and have failed your teachings, Master. Please punish me,” Hua Jie Yu said with deep shame, kneeling to atone for her mistake. “Go reflect at the Limitless Cliff. Leave when you’ve figured things out,” Hua Fei Xuan decreed. “Yes, Master.” Hua Jie Yu replied, standing and walking out of the great hall with a forlorn shadow cast by the light filtering in. Hua Fei Xuan watched her disciple leave, and then she slowly rose from her seat, her elegant figure outlined by her trailing robes, heading towards the entrance of the hall. She wanted to see for herself what kind of man had left her carefully-raised disciple in such disarray. After asking another disciple, Hua Fei Xuan learned of Wang Haoran’s residence and proceeded in that direction. On the way, she spotted a familiar figure—it was Su Xuan, out walking to clear his mind. “Master Su, the Yin Moon Sect has many paths and it’s easy to lose your way. If you wish to explore, I can arrange for a disciple to guide you,” Hua Fei Xuan calmly offered. At the sound of her voice, Su Xuan snapped out of his daze, the sight of Hua Fei Xuan's elegant stateliness stirring something within him. He quickly bowed. “Greetings, Sect Master Hua.” Compared to Hua Jie Yu, Su Xuan’s feelings towards Hua Fei Xuan were even stronger. He was keen to see the allure hidden beneath her high status and the dignity of being the head of a sect. But he knew well that he was far from qualified at the moment. “No need for such formality,” Hua Fei Xuan waved her hand dismissively and continued, “Jie Yu’s actions were improper, and I have already punished her. Please do not take it to heart, Master Su.” “Moreover, I will have a disciple find you more suitable accommodations, and arrange for a core disciple of our sect to attend to your injuries.” Hua Fei Xuan had her reasons for this approach. Even if Su Xuan’s potential was not on par with the heir of the Wang family, it wouldn’t do to treat him too coldly. Hua Fei Xuan did not expect to win Su Xuan over, but she at least wanted to avoid turning him into an enemy of the Yin Moon Sect. “Thank you, Sect Master Hua!” Su Xuan’s mood lifted upon hearing her words, and he found himself developing a greater sense of admiration for Hua Fei Xuan. Unlike Xu Qing Tong and Hua Jie Yu, who were quick to cut him off for the sake of that Wang family young master, Hua Fei Xuan had shown true elegance. Su Xuan made a mental note of her kindness, resolving to repay it someday. From what he’d heard, Hua Fei Xuan was without a partner and likely quite lonely—he mused that he’d be happy to fill that role as a gesture of gratitude, chuckling to himself at the thought. Hua Fei Xuan, perceptive as ever, could sense the undercurrents in Su Xuan’s gaze. She inwardly chuckled but chose not to expose him. “I have matters to attend to. Goodbye.” Hua Fei Xuan offered a nod and gracefully walked away. Su Xuan found himself staring after Hua Fei Xuan’s graceful retreat, completely entranced. Outside Wang Haoran’s guest room, many female disciples of the Yin Moon Sect had gathered, chatting and craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the man inside, curious about his appearance. When Wang Haoran had entered the sect, he had been seen by some of the sect's female disciples. Captivated, they shared their impressions, and soon the story spread throughout the sect—everyone eager to glimpse this otherworldly man. Inside, Wang Haoran pretended to be absorbed in a book, though his attention was solely on the gaggle of intrigued voices outside. To him, the Yin Moon Sect seemed like a gathering place of beauties, each disciple rivaling the flowers in their allure. What struck him most, however, was the sect's distinct ‘culture,’ where every word and act seemed to carry an enchanting allure. Eager to observe them more closely, Wang Haoran couldn’t resist using his perceptive abilities. In that instant, all barriers to his sight vanished. But before he could indulge further in the breathtaking view, he sensed a spiritual presence. “Who?” Wang Haoran called, his voice low and alert. The windows of the room closed autonomously, shutting out the prying eyes. In the air, an exquisite figure in red appeared—it was Su Xuan’s master, Gu Hong Yi. “Thank you for the gift of spirit liquid. I left in a hurry last time and couldn’t thank you properly. I’m here to express my gratitude,” Gu Hong Yi said. Hearing Gu Hong Yi refer to herself as a 'young woman' caught Wang Haoran off guard for a moment. Surely, Gu Hong Yi was at least several centuries old by now? Quickly, he realized Gu Hong Yi must believe him to be an 'Immortal Emperor,' given her assumption that his 'actual age' surpassed her own. For her to refer to herself as a young woman was perhaps fitting. “You’re welcome; it was a small matter,” Wang Haoran replied magnanimously. In truth, the vial of spirit liquid contained a secret soul mark. While Wang Haoran’s intention was to win Gu Hong Yi's favor, it was also a precaution. Should the soul mark ever be triggered, Wang Haoran would instantly know her whereabouts. Thus, he'd also know the position of Su Xuan. (End of Chapter)