The Guide to Capturing a Black Lotus

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Liu Fuyi's face was solemn as he controlled the Nine Mysterious Demon Restraining Pagoda in the air, sweat dripped down his neck without him realizing.

In the clouds, Mu Sheng's movements were too quick, quick to the point that one could only see a streak of goose yellow dashing about. He used Exploding Sparks to burst a path open and neared Mu Yao. He then took off the metal bracelet around his wrist and smashed it towards the water mirror.

That metal bracelet was akin to Nezha's Yin-Yang Bracelet[1]1, instantly smashing the water mirror apart. At the same time, it had turned into the size of a hula-hoop. It flew over as it circled around the water mirror.

The water mirror was stuck in the bracelet as it struggled to break free. It twisted every which way in a bid to free itself from this unremarkable small bracelet. Yet, it was like an inflated balloon whose mouth was tightly squeezed shut, unwaveringly locked down.

The Demon Restraining Pagoda's brilliance grew more and more radiant. The water mirror stubbornly held on in front of the lofty pagoda, it was like a bedraggled mud fish as it struggled with its life on the line. Yet, it couldn't escape its fate of being sucked into the pagoda.

After the Demon Restraining Tower completed its task, it spun in place and extinguished its rays of light. It spun around as it slowly shrunk in size before returning to its original dainty appearance. In a flash, it flew over to Liu Fuyi like an adorable and pampered puppy.

Liu Fuyi was unable to praise it at the moment. His expression was pale and he stared intensely at Mu Yao in Mu Sheng's embrace.

Mu Sheng hugged Mu Yao tightly as he slowly descended from the air.
From afar, they looked like a mighty whirlwind.

However, at a closer glance, one would discover that he looked rather ruffled up. His clothes had quite a few cuts on them and his expression was colorful. Miaomiao woke up from her stupor and, borrowing the warm yellow light of the lantern, carefully evaluated Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng was one of Floating Boat's most distinguishable male leads. He didn't wear white. He didn't wear black either. He wore clothes that normally young girls would wear; He wore bright yet soft goose yellow clothes.

Goose yellow was very light, it could attract people's attention yet it wasn't eye-catching. A ring of black circled around the collar, it was both stubborn and arrogant. When he wore it, it didn't seem soft but charming instead.

His hair was pitch black and it lightly curled up atop his forehead. They naturally split apart down the middle and he also had a high ponytail.

From the front, one could see his white headband perfectly exposed from the parting of his hair. His youthfulness spilled out from within, like a the scent of lemon in a glass bowl.

Mu Sheng raised his eyes, his pupils extremely bright like two moons reflected off of a lake.

Miaomiao sighed. Youthfulness and ponytails really were a match made in heaven.

Sighing inwardly again, Mu Sheng was completely nothing like what she had imagined.

Most of Floating Boat's words were focused on Liu Fuyi, writing about his gentleness and calmness, his coldness and passions. It was to the point that the moment Miaomiao saw Liu Fuyi, she was certain who he was.

In comparison, the pitiful second male lead didn't even have more than a few lines describing him.

If it wasn't for the fact that this black lotus used their family's specialty: Exploding Sparks, she never would've believed that this youth in front of her, was Mu Sheng.

She had thought that in order to become a fitting black lotus, one would need to have a low-key, gloomy and quiet temperament.

This youth who she had seen come from afar, had hair that was sharp at the edges. He swayed back and forth energetically. It made one associate him with the first appearance of a goose yellow winter jasmine in the beginning of spring. Or perhaps the tender shoots of a willow tree. Or even the first bite of a plump tangerine as one's mouth gets filled with spurting juice.