The Strongest Abandoned Woman of Immortal Cultivation

In August, the opening of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers would occur. In the twilight, with the rain clouds gathering and the sun that is unwilling to slide down the west hills gives out a faint afterglow. The fragrance of Guilin flowers surrounding the Mujiazhuang is overflowing. The branches of sweet-scented osmanthus, covered with rain like stars and diamonds. The breeze blew the petals with drops of rain. Rustling and falling. Seven or eight urchins who are as energetic as a newborn pony are frolicking on the stone arch bridge on the right side of Zhuangmen. It is unknown who first discovered that Yuyouwei was slowly walking along the bluestone road in the forest, but it is known the men outside of the forest rushed into the woods, surrounded her, and shouted, “Yu Youwei, your birth father is unknown!”

The birds on the branches flew up, and there was a noise, but Yu Youwei turned a deaf ear to them. She took the oil paper umbrella and turned her umbrella around. The rainwater on the umbrella flung to the children in front. They tried to dodge it. She slowly walked out of the forest, following the bluestone slab path.

“Get out of Mujiazhuang!” The first cousin’s hatred for Yu Youwei has existed for a long time. She was bullied and abused by her older brother frequently when she was just three years old. She kept asking for trouble, and she was constantly getting beaten. Her brother flogs her butt till it reaches the color of blossom. The strength of the beam hitting her intensifies and becomes even more agonizing. She kept ignoring the pain of the sweltering fire on her butt.

“Wait for the time till you kill your father, followed by your brother, and then wait for your grandfather to take over the position of the patriarch when he’s over a hundred years old before saying those words.” Yu Youwei said jokingly, plucking a stick of osmanthus sprigs and placing it at the end of her nose. After sniffing, she deliberately threw it in front of her little cousin, infuriating him. He took a deep breath as if he was getting ready to punch someone, and then, there was an angry roar from outside the forest, “Brother, is your skin itchy? Are you looking for trouble?” All the children quickly dispersed, just like prey running from its predator.

She turned around and saw her big cousin Mu Yu Qi, running from under the stone bridge to them. Yu Youwei disappointedly shook her head and said, “With these little kids? what are you talking about?.”

“If you continue giving me trouble, I’ll smack your butt until it blossoms like a flower.” The children running away shook their fists towards her, while Mu Yu Qi leaned forward and said, “Uncle De said that the Donglingyu family is coming, and grandpa wants us to go there immediately.” Yu Youwei didn’t squeal as her clear eyes showed a touch of disdain while she kept walking out of the woods with her feet curled.

Outside, a luxurious carriage was parked. A slender young man in a black robe got off the carriage. As more than twenty silver armored guards surrounded the area. With that, the owner of Mu Zhuang led a dozen elders in the tribe to bow down and wait for him on both sides of Zhuangmen.

The gold-rimmed black robe made the black-robed youth look more luxurious, and extraordinary Yu Youwei glanced at him, and the cold eyes of hers looked like a deep pool of water rippled with the expression in her eyes which was clearly disgust, not admiration.

The black-robed youth saw the purple-clothed beauty coming out of Guilin. Even though he had seen a thousand beauties and already reached the realm of “being in flowers without touching the leaves,” seeing a woman as pure as Yu Youwei, the other beauties couldn’t help but show an indifferent look towards Yu.

“Oh, she couldn’t even be considered a woman.”

She was just fourteen years old, tall but still just beginning to develop. She has a plain light purple dress, yet her slender waist is tied loosely with a skirt of the same color. As she walked up slowly up the stone arch bridge, her skirt and dress were light. Making it flutter, face-to-face, she gradually became more beautiful and dusty, and it really made people worry about her being blown down from the bridge by the wind.

She didn’t evade his scrutinizing eyes, even as a dark light flashed across her eyes at the same time her lips tightened like pink cherry blossoms, Ningzhi Baiyu’s face tightened even more.

This is not a snow lotus blooming quietly on an ice peak! The young man in the black robe keenly caught the dark gloom of Yu Youwei’s eyes and grinned silently, full of malicious intentions. Mu Yuqi lowered his voice and said, “It’s Yu Shiyu!” His eyes were frantic, showing his admiration for Yu Shiyu.

Cultivation of immortals first focuses on spiritual roots, followed by chance and resources. There is no shortage of talents for Yu Shiyu. The worst five-element spiritual root is already one in ten thousand, but his spiritual root of heaven may not be one among ten thousand people. Not only that, but the Tangling Yu family was also prominent in the Eastern Continent’s strongest country. He is also the grandson of the longhouse, so it was natural that the whole family made an effort to nurture him.

However, although his cultivation conditions are excellent, Yu Shiyu rarely used pills to assist his cultivation. This madman began to exercise his ability to survive in the wild at the age of seven. Not only that, he spends half of his time in the mountains and forests fighting monsters every year. He is already 19 years of age but is already at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. He is capable of slaying the monsters equivalent to the foundation-building period. He is also the idol of all Tanglin’s hot-blooded youths and the most promiscuous lover of Tanglin.

“Is that Huaxin that is so excited?” Yu Youwei said lightly, casting her eyes on the water under the bridge casually as several red-billed anchovies were jumping on the duckweed, picking up the small fish named Thousand-Year Flowers from time to time.

Yu Shiyu lifted his chin in the direction of Yu Youwei and said, “Is that her?”

The guard beside Yu Shiyu respectfully said: “Yes, she is the Ninth Miss, Yu Youwei.”

The figure shook, Yu Shiyu floated up and landed beside Yu Youwei, and said, “Why are you so fascinated?” As he looked at her with interest, waiting for her to jump up and escape like a frightened rabbit.

Yu Youwei took a step back without a trace, then she raised her eyes and glanced at Yu Shiyu faintly, her eyes as cold as the melting water of an ice lake.

“You hate me?” Yu Shiyujian raised his eyebrows slightly as a trace of anger rose in his heart. The messenger was incidental. He was to take her back to the family after finishing his business. Like always, there was no intersection in the past, and it proves to be challenging to meet in the future, but she actually hates herself. Does she think she has that qualification?

“Yu Youwei quickly salutes the second young master.”

Hearing her uncle’s prompt, Yu Youwei bowed and saluted perfunctorily: “I have seen Master Yu.” She is an illegitimate child with an unknown father. She was reborn in this immortal cultivating world with memories of her previous life. She gave birth to her daughter, and her biological mother, Mu Qingxi, was the concubine of the owner of Mu Zhuang. After she became pregnant, she returned to Mujiazhuang and gave birth to her. She gave her the same name as her previous life.

In this life, Yu Youwei vowed not to be emotionally hurt and not to let herself become heartbroken, “Although it is easy to ask for priceless treasures, it is rare to have a heart.” If it were not because she had to take care of her mother, she would have gone to the mountain to become a monk, and she had even thought of the name of the Taoist temple already… Mystery.

“My brothers and sisters, no need to be courteous.” Yu Shiyu smiled suddenly and reached out to grab Yu Youwei’s arm.

“Cough!” Yu Youwei choked fiercely with saliva and coughed saying,”Master Yu, my surname may be Yu, but I have no relationship with your family.”

Yu Shiyu patiently explained: “Your mother is my fourth uncle’s housekeeper. After the fourth uncle passed away, she was pregnant when she was sent home. Now your second brother is here to pick you up to recognize your ancestors.”

The expressions on the faces of the Mu family

In her previous life, Yu Youwei was one of the three most beautiful women in the Tang Dynasty. She sang with Wen Tingyun and other famous scholars. She married Li Yi as a concubine at the age of 16. After waiting for three years, she finally gave up waiting. Afterward, she gave up on herself and became an indulgent slut. Finally, she was sentenced to death for beating her maid to death after drinking.

The presents were brilliant, and it’s perceptible that only a few people knew the secret.

Yu Youwei’s complexion was still faint, and there was no surprise that the grass chicken turned into a phoenix. Since her mother, Mu Qingxi has been like a man taking on tasks to make money to support the family. She never really thought that her biological father was a member of Tanglin’s Yu family. However, it is right to think about it. If she is not a Yu Lady, but a woman who was given birth as a child out of wedlock, she would be locked in a pig cage. How can the two of them still stay in Mujiazhuang safely?