Chapter 375

Chapter 375: Opportunity to Enter

“Who are you?” Several female cultivators stared at You You’s sudden appearance, wondering about her connection to the men. “Planning to interfere?” Noticing her Mid Nascent Soul cultivation, their eyes filled with scorn. Since all of them were at the Nascent Soul Stage, they saw no threat.

You You tugged Feng Rong behind her before addressing the group. Though the women hadn’t attacked again, their hungry gazes kept drifting toward the men behind her, as if ready to pounce.

Feeling uneasy, You You pieced together the situation. “Fellow cultivators,” she said coldly, “you block our path and threaten my companions. Should I ignore this?”

The blue-clad leader sneered, dismissing You You entirely while eyeing the trembling man shielded by others. “Hand over Chen Wei. Being chosen by me—a Cang De royal nearing God Transformation—is his privilege. Even his wife would surrender him gladly!”

“N-never!” The man paled, clutching Feng Rong’s sleeve. “Brother Feng—”

“You’re dead!” Feng Rong lunged forward, but You You yanked him back.

Realizing this was a case of attempted kidnapping, You You’s temper flared. Stepping forward, she challenged, “Let’s see how ‘impolite’ you’ll be.”

The blue-clad cultivator hesitated, glancing toward the distant Jingling Institute. Causing trouble here would damage her reputation. With a contemptuous huff, she spat, “He’s barely pretty. Many would kill for this Jingling Institute servant role. Keep your trash!” She turned to leave.

Jingling Institute?

“Wait!” You You barked.

“What now?!” the woman snapped.

“Servant role? At Jingling Institute?”

“After tomorrow’s grand ceremony, new disciples need attendants.” The cultivator smirked. “Normally, only Cang De selects them. Your backward Chixing Country got lucky this time.”

You You exchanged glances with Yuan Qi. Perfect—their ticket inside!

Smiling sweetly, You You asked, “What if we offer someone better?” She snapped her fingers, dispelling the illusion hiding Feng Rong’s face.

Gasps rippled through the crowd. The blue-clad woman gaped at Feng Rong’s devastating beauty.

“You You!” Feng Rong hissed, betrayed. The protected men glared.

Through Voice Transmission, You You explained, *“We need to infiltrate Jingling Institute. I’ll stay with you.”*

Feng Rong’s outrage vanished. Accompanying You You inside? He smugly side-eyed Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi stepped forward smoothly. “Include me too.” At You You’s nod, his disguise fell, revealing peerless features.

The crowd erupted. The blue-clad woman stammered, “Y-yes! Such honors… must prepare…”

“We’ll join you tomorrow,” Yuan Qi declared, bowing politely. As the dazed women nodded, he led the group away under awed stares, already planning their infiltration.