Chapter 764: Maid Ji Mei

Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter

A man in a blue shirt approached Ye Mo, offering a fist salute. “Friend, you’re talented. I’m Fu Wu. Care to join me for a drink?”

Ye Mo’s swift, fluid movement instantly impressed Fu Wu, revealing him to be no ordinary man. Fu Wu attributed Ye Mo’s step back to gentlemanly concern for the weak woman nearby.

Ye Mo intended to explore Huang Ping Village, but Fu Wu’s presence brought Liu Lei to mind.

“I’m Ye Mo. Since Brother Fu has the time, let’s have that drink,” Ye Mo replied casually, nodding.

As they left the hotel, the rescued woman followed. Fu Wu turned, looking at her strangely. “Girl, you’re free to go. I’ve paid him off; he won’t bother you again.”

Ji Mei’s eyes welled. Weakly, she said, “Ji Mei has nowhere to go. Leaving Brother Fu means being caught and sold again. If you don’t mind, I’ll be your maid.”

Fu Wu looked troubled. He aimed to traverse the Magical Continent, and traveling while cultivating didn’t lend itself to carrying a woman.

Ye Mo understood. Ji Mei’s beauty would attract any man. While he had Luo Ying, Ning Qingxue, and Mu Xiaoyun, and thus no interest in Ji Mei, Fu Wu’s lack of interest spoke to his strong will.

Seeing Fu Wu’s hesitation, Ji Mei grew worried, her gaze pleading with Ye Mo for intervention.

Ye Mo remained silent; the decision rested solely with Fu Wu.

After a moment, Fu Wu said, “How about this, Ji Mei? Join us for a meal, then we’ll discuss it.”

“Yes, Brother Fu, Brother Ye,” Ji Mei replied obediently.

At the restaurant, despite a table laden with food, Ji Mei remained timid, standing and pouring wine instead of sitting.

Fu Wu sighed, surmising that years of servitude had ingrained such behavior.

Ji Mei’s presence hampered their conversation. Ye Mo learned of Fu Wu’s itinerant life and upstanding character. Openly sharing his story with Ye Mo, Fu Wu attributed his Earth Level Tertiary Stage cultivation before 40 to discovering valuable herbs during his travels.

Clearly, he remained unaware of Ye Mo’s exploits within the inner hidden sects.

As Ye Mo prepared to leave, Fu Wu detained him. “Brother Ye, my travels mean inconsistent meals. Ji Mei would suffer following me. Let her follow you. She may not have come from a good background, but she’s a good girl.”

Turning to Ji Mei, Fu Wu asked, “Ji Mei, would you follow Brother Ye Mo?”

Ye Mo smiled, intending to refuse, but Ji Mei responded first, “Brother Fu, you saved my life. I’ll follow whomever you say.”

Approaching Ye Mo, she bowed. “Brother Ye, you’ll be Ji Mei’s master. I’ll do anything you ask.”

Fu Wu laughed, pleased with the outcome.

Ye Mo felt something was amiss; Ji Mei’s agreement had been too swift.

Before Ye Mo could respond, Fu Wu pressed, “Brother Ye, she seems gentle and placid. Don’t reject her. She’s right; she’d struggle to survive without someone to care for her. She’d become someone’s toy.”

“Brother Ye, I’ll be obedient. Please, don’t leave me,” Ji Mei pleaded, her tone melancholic.

Ye Mo sighed, acknowledging Fu Wu’s point, though finding it inconvenient to take her with him. Subconsciously, he looked at Ji Mei and used his spirit sense to scan her.

Something felt wrong. Initially coated in dust, a closer examination revealed the dust to be superficial; her hair was clean, devoid of even dandruff. The accidental fall at the hotel now seemed suspicious. He delved deeper with his spirit sense.

Her skin was flawlessly white and clean. Shocked, Ye Mo retracted his spirit sense, astonished.

Ji Mei was a cultivator, far stronger than him, at least at Chi Gathering Peak. He couldn’t be certain she hadn’t detected his probe, but her scheming was evident. Her injuries and depleted power likely prevented her from using her spirit sense, but he dared not scan her again. She was frightening.

He realized that without his Three Birth Chant cultivation and enhanced spirit sense exceeding the Chi Gathering Peak, he might have missed this.

“Brother Ye, what do you think?” Fu Wu asked.

Ye Mo wondered if Fu Wu was complicit, but quickly dismissed it. Fu Wu seemed genuine, merely caught in the situation.

Ye Mo wasn’t afraid; even at Chi Gathering Peak, he could subdue her. His concern lay with her master and their motives for using a powerless woman to approach him.

He needed to identify her master and their purpose.

Smiling, Ye Mo said, “Since Brother Fu doesn't want such a pretty woman, I won’t refuse. Ji Mei, you can follow me.”

“Yes, thank you, Master. Thank you, Brother Fu,” Ji Mei replied, her eyes alight with joy.

But as she looked down, Ye Mo noted contempt and mockery in her eyes.

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After parting with Fu Wu, Ye Mo hired a cart, Ji Mei in tow, heading for Gan Tong City.

Ji Mei claimed to be the young miss of a destroyed family, fleeing her enemies before capture. She’d escaped her captor, she insisted.

Ye Mo didn’t believe a word.