Mystique Soul: A Cultivator's Flame

Chapter 34



The adventurer’s guild bustled with energy as Feng Jiao Xue stepped inside. The chatter of adventurers swapping stories and the clink of coins exchanging hands filled the air. She moved with quiet grace. The guild was lively as usual, with adventurers bustling about, sharing stories of their conquests or examining missions on the grand board.

Approaching the counter, she caught the receptionist’s eye. A young woman with a cheerful smile and quick hands, she recognized Feng Jiao Xue immediately.

"Ah, Miss Feng," Lan Yue said, her tone warm with a hint of teasing. "Back already? I see you’ve completed the mission. So how was the first time being an adventurer? Did you have fun~"

"I’m here to get my reward" She simply replied, straight to the point.

"Ah, sure, sure. Your the kiss, don’t tell type. My, my~" Lan Yue purred making Feng Jiao Xue cough slightly. ’How is that related to the situation?’ she thought, brow twitching.

Feng Jiao Xue just nodded, placing her adventurer’s card on the counter.

Lan Yue took it, glancing at it briefly before pulling out a small pouch of coins from a locked drawer. "Here’s your reward. Congratulations on your first time~. Youngsters these days sure are growing fast" she giggles that feigntly resembles the chimes of soft bells.

Feng Jiao Xue’s expression remained cold as she took her card back with a nod but paused when Lan Yue placed a small cage on the counter. Inside was a tiny, vibrant bird with feathers the soft blend between royal blue and black that shimmered like jade. Around its neck hung a delicate bell, intricately crafted with silver filigree and tiny inscriptions that glowed faintly in the light.

Feng Jiao Xue raised an eyebrow. "What’s this?"

Lan Yue handed over a neatly folded note that accompanied the birdcage. "It was left for you by a rather charming young man, a noble, I believe. He said it was for maintaining contact." Her voice took on a conspiratorial tone. "Quite thoughtful of him, don’t you think?"

Feng Jiao Xue took the folded note attached to the cage. The handwriting was elegant, with a familiar refinement that spoke of its writer’s upbringing.

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