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Chapter 61: The Misadventures of a Lost Immortal Master

When Chen Xiao and the others saw Tong Nuonuo, he was happily eating a bowl of noodles. Seeing Chen Xiao and Du Rong suddenly follow the homeowner into the room, he almost sprayed the noodles from his mouth.

“Chen… cough cough cough!!” Tong Nuonuo choked hard from his surprise, nearly coughing up a lung.

“Nuonuo!” Chen Xiao rushed over, both worried and amused as he saw Tong Nuonuo’s eyes water from the coughing fit. The scene was strangely familiar, it was just like w...

Chapter 41: After the Bath

On the way back to the residence, Qiu Che passed by a shop under Li Qingwu’s name and recalled that she had been busy launching a new product recently.

Since Fu Ling had been sent to Nightbright City to refine her disguise techniques, and Li Qingwu didn’t trust anyone else, she had been personally overseeing everything. She often spent entire days in the shop.

Thinking of this, Qiu Che instructed Yu Yan to halt the carriage and sent Yu Ming to inquire whether Li Qingwu was the...

Chapter 40: Reunion

As Qiu Che walked toward the study, she spoke as she walked. "My mother didn’t say anything to you, did she? She’s getting old and sometimes speaks nonsense. Don’t take it to heart."

Her concern was that Madam Wang might still be struggling to come to terms with everything and, failing to persuade her, might instead try to talk Li Qingwu into changing her mind.

However, Li Qingwu simply smiled and said, "Mother is fine… She just mentioned that it’s been a long time since...

Chapter 39: Argument

In the dead of night, Qiu Che turned over in her sleep.

Half-conscious, she cracked her eyes open and found a shadowy figure sitting beside her.

Thin, head lowered.

A chill ran down Qiu Che’s spine. Her body reacted before her mind caught up, she lifted her leg, ready to kick.

But just as the figure turned to look at her, she forced herself to stop, mere inches away from making contact.

Li Qingwu’s long hair cascaded over her shoulders, her expression oddly d...

Chapter 55: A Heart Worth Condemning

By the time Gu Baiyi returned to her quarters, night had already fallen.

At dusk, snow began to fall on Bixue Peak.

Outside, the snowflakes swirled. She poured herself a cup of wine, but despite the burn of the strong liquor, she could not discern its taste.

Gu Baiyi lowered her gaze, watching the flickering candlelight, and clenched the amethyst pendant in her hand.

Memories of that dark, oppressive demonic hall and the vivid red phoenix flowers resurfaced. She took a...

Chapter 54: Guardianship

Ji Rong looked at Xie Bai, a flicker of surprise crossing her heart.

She hadn’t even noticed his arrival. But given her and Gu Baiyi’s cultivation levels, there was no reason they shouldn't have sensed him.

She had no idea how much he had overheard their conversation, but judging by his composed expression, it probably wasn’t much. Otherwise, with Xie Bai’s naturally gossipy nature, he would have already come over, peppering them with questions.

Seeing Ji Rong’s in...

Chapter 53: I Am Not Her

Ji Rong's expression remained impassive, but the hand holding her cup trembled slightly.

The truth?

Was the heroine about to reveal some great secret?

No way. Something that important shouldn’t be told to her, right?

Ji Rong did not respond immediately after hearing Gu Baiyi’s words. Instead, she lifted her gaze, letting countless thoughts condense into a single deep look, silently signaling Gu Baiyi to figure it out herself.

Can you sense my desperate desire...

Chapter 52: The Truth

Inside Qiushui Residence.

Ji Rong took a sip of tea and slowly said to Ye Chuyang, "Let me give you a simple example. Junior Brother, you skipped Elder Ye’s class today, so you lost fifteen jade spirits and failed the course. That is the cause."

Ye Chuyang nodded. "Yes."

"However, for various reasons, you traveled back to the point in time after the swordsmanship class ended."

"But when you returned to that moment, Elder Ye’s class had already ende...

Chapter 51: Unforeseen Changes

The sect-wide tournament was imminent. By tomorrow, disciples from various sects would gather at Wanjian Sect for the competition. Only the champion would earn the right to witness the "Sword Monument" atop Tianji Peak.

Ji Rong thought to herself, since she had already set her sights on claiming the top spot, she might as well give it a try. Who knows? She might just win.

And if things didn’t go as planned, she could always cheat with a Great Rejuvenation Pill. One way or anothe...

Chapter 38: Past Life

After she finished speaking, both of them fell silent for a long time.

Qiu Che raised her hand slightly, and in the end, she patted Li Qingwu’s head in a comforting manner, as if soothing a child. In a soft voice, she said, "It’s okay."

"Actually, it doesn’t matter if you don’t say anything. It doesn’t change anything."

Li Qingwu was slightly taken aback by her gesture. She forced a small smile, assuming Qiu Che was just trying to console her.

Qiu Che casuall...

Chapter 37: Apologies.

Since Ying Yue was a fake, then what about the young maid who suddenly screamed about a dead body, drawing everyone's attention?

At that time, everyone had gathered in the rear courtyard, and the other scattered servants were stationed at their respective posts, so where did this young maid come from?

Most suspicious of all, among all the servants of the Duke's Manor who were taken to the imperial prison, there was no trace of this maid.

No one even claimed to know her.

Chapter 36: Disguise

The Emperor did not trust her completely, and Qiu Che had always known that.

During the early days of their marriage, they had been watched. The Emperor wanted to see if she truly harbored feelings for Li Qingwu.

Back then, the surveillance was not as obvious.

Now that the case had been handed to Qiu Che, it was expected that she would be monitored by the Embroidered Guards.

Li Qingwu’s tense arms gradually relaxed as she allowed herself to be led all the way to the ...

Chapter 50: Omen of Disaster

Zi Hour (11 pm), Prince of Chu’s Residence

The sacrificial ceremony had ended, and the chanting monks outside the walls gradually fell silent.

The concubine, clutching a string of prayer beads, was supported by a maid as she slowly made her way into the courtyard. Her expression was weary, and her steps unhurried.

Unlike the other women in Wei Zhiyuan’s household, she had devoted herself to Buddhism for years. Like the temple bells and wooden fish of a m...

Chapter 49: Asking the Buddha

The grand sect tournament was scheduled to be held at Wanjian Sect at the end of the first lunar month. At this moment, Mei He should have returned to make preparations.

However, since she and Gong Yu had broken the Yin-Yang Seven Stars Formation in the Tianshui Secret Realm, she now had to restore it before returning to Wanjian Sect.

With Gong Yu and Mei He gone, Xie Bai couldn't sit still. Finding an excuse to gather the members of Wanjian Sect, he proposed, "Today is the eighth...

Chapter 48: Time to Eat

It had been two days since the disciples had returned from the Tianshui Secret Realm. Over these days, the various sects had sent disciples to the Tianyin Division to pay their respects following Meng Lan’s death.

Tang Yu had just taken over as sect leader, and with the Tianyin Division still in disarray, Mei He, as Meng Lan’s old friend, chose to stay behind to assist.

Mei He was busy handling affairs, and the disciples of Wanjian Sect couldn’t leave either, so they remaine...

Chapter 47: But It Was Already in Vain

Mei He and Meng Ruo leaped off their swords simultaneously, landing atop a high rock. Their gazes dropped to the broken iron chain on the ground.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes calm and devoid of surprise.

A disciple of Silver Feather Pavilion, seeing Mei He and Meng Ruo arrive, turned pale with fear and quickly retreated, not daring to speak.

Gu Xueyi’s lips curled into a mocking smile. These people had been loudly condemning Meng Ruo just moments ago, vowing to b...

Chapter 46: Three Thousand Strands of White Hair

Ji Rong watched calmly as the blade came slashing toward her, already resigned to her impending demise.

In that fleeting moment, a flash of white light cut across her vision.

A sword suddenly appeared in front of her, intercepting the strike.

Ji Rong lifted her gaze and saw a woman standing before her, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

The woman had a head full of white hair and held a sword in her hand.

What the hell?

Ji Rong was momentarily stunned. Whe...

Chapter 35: Receiving the Case

A case from over a decade ago being reopened would only damage Minister Wu’s reputation, nothing more, nothing less.

And yet, the very person who reported the presence of Southern spies within the Duke’s residence was him.

Qiu Che unconsciously slowed her breathing.

In an instant, countless thoughts raced through her mind.

Just yesterday, Wu Yiqi had sent her a message by carrier pigeon, carefree as always. His tone didn’t suggest he was aware of this old case co...

Chapter 34: House Arrest

Everyone was shocked. The Duchess abruptly rose to her feet and reprimanded, "Why the panic? Speak clearly! What happened?"

The maid knelt on the ground, trembling as she knocked her forehead against the floor. "S-someone is dead… In the river… I saw it with my own eyes…"

Duchess Yin and Empress Yin Yiyi exchanged a glance, instantly reading the same ominous message in each other's eyes.

Without hesitation, the two hurried toward the garden.

Curiosity and fear in...

Chapter 33: An Incident

The Empress’s natal family was hosting a flower appreciation banquet, and the Empress was certain to attend.

As the Empress’s daughter and the model noblewoman among the young ladies of the aristocracy, Li Qingwu naturally couldn’t decline the invitation.

For the young ladies fortunate enough to receive an invitation, it was an honor. After all, it was not only a recognition of their individual status but also a reflection of their family’s standing in high society.

...

Chapter 45: Forgotten River

The sword's edge flashed with brilliance.

Spiritual energy surged like crashing waves, rushing toward Gu Xueyi.

Although Yan Haiyao had succumbed to demonic influence due to cultivating "Thousand Changes," his true qi remained incomparably pure. One after another, silver waves and snowy tides materialized, surging toward Gu Baiyi’s position.

It was the first move of The Moon in the Sea—Washing in Waves.

This strike embodied pure sword intent,...

Chapter 44: Upholding the Right Path

Only now did Ji Rong realize that the two attendants standing at the highest point were none other than Lan Cen and Yun Ying.

Their eyes were vacant, like puppets on strings, playing an invisible instrument in the air.

At that moment, she suddenly thought of her little snow fox, only to find that her pet had not followed the crowd to the higher ground. Instead, it had reverted to its fox form and was pitifully clinging to Gu Baiyi’s leg.

Ji Rong: “…”

This littl...

Chapter 43: A Mountain of Corpses and a Sea of Blood

Upon hearing these words, the expressions of the disciples varied.

From the high seat above, Yan Haiyao’s voice rang out once more. “You must be wondering why I can still sit here and chat with you all so freely, aren’t you?”

The mist surrounding his face seemed to dissipate slightly, allowing the disciples to see his features more clearly.

His presence was as commanding as ever. Though seated in a place of honor, he did not exude arrogance, only an approachable dign...

Chapter 42: Jinse

Mist swirled through the grand hall.

Seated high above, Yan Haiyao's features were calm and serene.

Two handmaidens stood respectfully to the side, their delicate fingers plucking at a phoenix-headed konghou.

The three visitors exchanged glances but made no move forward.

Yan Haiyao, poised on the high seat, observed their silence and chuckled. "Why do you hesitate, young friends? Could it be that you fear me?"

Gu Baiyi bowed slightly and replied, "Senior Yan is a...

Chapter 41: The Eighth Underground Level

Arriving at the Wrong Time?

Gu Baiyi didn’t quite understand what Ji Rong meant.

In truth, Qiu Sushuang was even more confused.

She had originally entered the Yunxian Cave with Yun Ying but was separated due to a cave-in, ending up on the seventh underground level.

To her surprise, she encountered the woman in purple robes, covered in blood, her wounds looking rather terrifying.

Now, as she looked at the sword wound on Gu Baiyi and the fresh blood staining Ji R...

Chapter 48: Unsure Whether to Be Happy or Sad

Chen Xiao halted his steps and turned slightly. Behind him, Boss Wang, who had been following just a step away, immediately spoke up, "Master Chen, what did you see?"

The letter had described residential feng shui as something almost mystical, but it was still a completely unfamiliar concept to Boss Wang. He only knew it was extraordinary, but as for how, he couldn't quite grasp it. So when Chen Xiao furrowed his brows, though Boss Wang understood something might be amiss, he wasn’t p...

Chapter 47: Master Chen Takes Action

This household belonged to a prominent textile merchant in Hanshan City, and the servant was just an ordinary person. Faced with an imposing cultivator clad in a chestplate that had clearly seen battle, his back instinctively bent in deference. Taking the envelope with both hands, the servant bowed deeply and said humbly to Du Rong, "Yes, yes, of course! I will immediately inform my master. Please, esteemed guests, wait here for a moment..."

As he spoke, he caught sight of the snow-cove...

Chapter 46: The Art of Pretending

As the saying goes, "Clothes make the man, gold makes the Buddha." As long as he played his part well, Chen Xiao was confident that he could pass as a cultivator, even without a spiritual root. Back when he posed as a feng shui master under his master's name, he had successfully deceived many. Of course, his confidence came from his master standing behind him and his own acquired knowledge. Now, with similar circumstances, he quickly came up with a plan.

He had Du Rong walk ahead while ...

Chapter 44: Everything Depends on Cultivation

Although the ground appeared flat, Hanshan City was unimaginably far away, barely larger than a speck of dust in the vast expanse. Combined with the minuscule particles in the air and the effects of light refraction, Chen Xiao’s eyesight was no match for that of cultivators. No matter how hard he squinted, he couldn’t see anything. It wasn’t until another day had passed that he finally caught sight of a faint strip of land emerging at the horizon.

Early the next morning, Chen Xiao...

Chapter 43: The World's Direction

If the disdain from cultivators merely bruised Tong Nuonuo's self-esteem, then the deception from ordinary people left an indelible psychological scar. Perhaps due to lingering trauma from his time trapped in that dark and suffocating mine, his sense of direction worsened significantly after he got out.

It was no wonder that Tong Nuonuo was so wary of unfamiliar commoners. Before boarding the ship, he had tensed up both times he encountered Chen Xiao, fearing that he might once again fa...