1243 Life Hanging by a Thread(Chapter preview)

A dim light flashed in Mo Yu's eyes. He had been in the Human Realm for many years. He had also heard a lot about her and many of them, he had people check them.

Judging from the news he received, this girl was young but she was quite courageous. How could someone who was capable of many things be so timid?

So when facing her who had said about requirements, he was only surprised for a moment.

"Tell me, what are your conditions?"

"If you just want to come discuss about Kung Fu tea with me, I am extremely happy about it. If you want to learn all my tea ceremonies, then I am sorry. I will only teach my disciple." Sima You Yue shrugged helplessly.

Mo Yu's face turned darker. His hostility was exposed. The entire pavilion was surrounded by a whirlwind.

Sima You Yue still kept still. Although the wind was strong it made her breathing hard, but she was not frightened.

"Are you not afraid that this lord will not kill you? Or because you know tea ceremonies, this lord is reluctant to kill you?" Mo Yu's voice had a strong killing intent. It could be said that once Sima You Yue said something wrong, he would kill her immediately.

Even the ghost concubine had to allow him, no one in the entire ghost realm would dare to disobey him. How could a youngling like her say that to him?!

"Reluctant to kill me? Cough cough----" When Sima You Yue opened her mouth, wind seemed to rush into her mouth. "When did people of the ghost clan have such a heart of reluctance?"

"It seems that you still understand a little bit. I thought you have something to rely on, so you were whimsical!" He withdrew his aura and the wind around them suddenly stopped.

Sima You Yue didn't relax her vigilance because of this.

"Is this right or not?"

"Why right or not?"

"I do have something to rely on. So right. But my request is not whimsical." Sima You Yue retorted. "If you don't want to take me as a Master, you can't kill me and you can't learn them."

She glanced at the lake and smiled confidently.

Mo Yu followed her gaze. Little Seven and Little Dream were playing by the lake and Qing Yi was watching them dozing.

Qing Yi turned his head slightly when he felt Mo Yu's gaze. The two of them met. But that instant was like ten thousand years.

"It turns out that there is such a powerful person here. No wonder you are not as obedient as yesterday." Mo Yu retracted his gaze and his expression was not good.

Sima You Yue chuckled. "Thank you Young Master Mo Yu for your mercy yesterday."

"Humph! You threatened me!" Mo Yu was in a bad mood. Over the years, he had forgotten the taste of being threatened.

"I didn't threaten you." Sima You Yue took out the tea set, boiled water and made a cup of Tie Guanyin for both of them.

The method of brewing was the same as he did yesterday, but when he sniffed, the scent was stronger than his!

"Please."

Smelling the fragrance of the tea, the anger in his heart dissipated a lot. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He wanted to see if the tea she made with the same method was better than his.

The answer was evident!

One person held a cup of tea and tasted it. The pavilion was quiet for a while. The strong killing intent and the raging wind seemed to never have existed.

After drinking a cup of itea, Sima You Yue added boiling water to the cup.

"You won." After a long time, he said helplessly.

"Then I don't know which choice did Young Master Mo Yu pick?" Sima You Yue asked with a smile.

"Like you, I chose neither." Mo Yu said. "But I can promise I won't kill you."

"No, no, no, it seems that Young Master Mo Yu hasn't understood what I mean. It's not that you won't kill me, but you can't kill me. I think we have to understand this before." Sima You Yue continued, "What we are saying now is whether this tea ceremony discussion should be continued for short term or long term."

"What do you think?" Mo Yu sniffed the tea lightly. Even the second cup was so intoxicating.

"If following my thoughts, then naturally after today's discussion, Young Master Mo Yu lets this little human being, I, go. And you and I will not interact with each other in the future. I will teach you this Kungfu tea and the technique of making tea today." Sima You Yue replied.

"You don't want to get involved with me." Mo Yu said affirmatively.

"Young Master Mo Yu is a sensible person. Although I don't know what your identity is, since you can say ghost concubine so naturally, I think your relationship with her is not bad. And I killed her son, and if you pestered me like this, I think it's too dangerous."

"Weren't you certain I can't kill you?"

"The danger I said means that you will cause me too much trouble. Although I am not afraid of trouble, I have never liked dealing with trouble. Therefore, it is best to not to associate with you." Sima You Yue said frankly.

"Heh heh…." Mo Yu chuckled. As expected of her daughter, got the… guts!

"You're not afraid that I will send your news back? If this is the case, I am afraid you will have no peace in the future."

"Even if the ghost clan people can come here, there are not many as powerful as you, right?" Sima You Yue said. "If that is the case, send as many to kill me. Anyways, to people who want to kill me, I've never been soft."

"For example, Yu Du?"

Sima You Yue shrugged, confirming.

"But I'm talking about your news." Mo Yu said.

"You mean…"

"That's right, if those in the Ghost Realm knew that your mother was Yu Ke Luo, what would your life be like in the future?"

Sima You Yue was a little helpless. She couldn't restrain the aura of the ghost clan. Therefore, experts of those big forces could sense she had royal blood. When they think of her age, they could easily think of whose child she was.

"Isn't it just being known? Anyways, they can't do anything to my mother. As for me, I will go to this Ghost Realm sooner or later!" Sima You Yue did not take his threats seriously. Although having this identity exposed now was not good, but she was not afraid of being the mother's daughter!

"You're quite open minded." Mo Yu looked at her. But after ten minutes of getting along, he knew more about her.

"I don't need to do anything, but I only need to take care of myself" Sima You Yue poured tea for herself.

"How many more ways do you have to make tea?"

"More than you, anyway." Sima You Yue said. "So, do you want to consider becoming my disciple?"

"Heh heh, I'm afraid you don't have the life to become my master." Mo Yu said. "My life is sturdier than my masters."

His masters really had all died…

"Really?" Sima You Yue smiled. "My life is sturdy. People who are not unbeatable rivals cannot be my disciple."