"I am truly going to be ruined by you..."
"No need to thank me."
Yu Youhan’s expression was a mix of frustration and complaint.
Being thoroughly handled by this fellow, her lifetime of renown was likely to be destroyed.
At this moment, a voice exclaimed beside them.
Both of them stiffened and slowly turned their heads.
Ling Ningzhi had awakened at some point, her eyes staring blankly at the two, lips slightly parted, a face full of disbelief.
It was one thing for her master to hold Chen Mo while sleeping, but when did Consort Yu also come?
Furthermore, she was lying on Chen Mo, in a strangely awkward position...
As the Great Yuan Imperial Consort, could she be this intimate with an outsider?
Ling Ningzhi felt her brain cells were somewhat insufficient.
A cold gleam flashed in Yu Youhan’s eyes, with an unconscious desire to silence her.
However, just then, Ji Hongxiu also came out of deep meditation, and upon seeing Yu Youhan, froze immediately.
To avoid Yu Youhan coming after her, she deliberately hadn’t returned to the sect but hid in the Western Regions, using secret techniques to mask her presence, so she shouldn’t have been found.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been so assured to meditate.
"Shouldn’t I be asking you this question instead?"
Yu Youhan calmed down, speaking in a deep voice, "I warned you to stay away from Chen Mo, did you take my words as mere noise?"
"Don’t be agitated, I know he’s yours, I saved his life, you should be thanking me, right?" Ji Hongxiu licked her red lips, smilingly said, "But speaking of which, your man is really quite useful~"
A powerful aura burst out, Yu Youhan’s eyes turning profound.
"Do you wish to die?"
Ji Hongxiu shook her head, withdrawing.
Then she muttered softly, "The Dao Pattern is already suppressed, my task is done, it’s up to you now."
After speaking, her expression suddenly changed from alluring laziness to icy indifference.
Her indifferent eyes glanced at Chen Mo, then looked down at her disheveled state, her dark brows slightly twitched, a glimmer of disgust in her eyes.
A white robe appeared out of thin air, covering her body.
Simultaneously, her left hand drew out a golden longsword from the void.
A piercing sound, the blade exhaled an unmatched aura.
Yet unlike last time, there were no peach blossoms swirling around the sword, but instead fierce winds and frost that dropped the room temperature to freezing.
Chen Mo looked somewhat puzzled.
Although the Daoist Venerable’s features hadn’t changed, it somehow felt as though she was a different person.
Ji Hongxiu spoke indifferently, "Want to kill me? You’re welcome to try."
"Failed the Forty-Nine Tribulations, had to sever the Divine Soul to contain the poisons of Obsession, Greed, and Lust, just to maintain the realm of Dao Heart Clarity." Yu Youhan shook her head, sneering, "A waste is a waste, only knowing how to use some self-deceiving tricks."
The void behind shattered, a dim light piercing through chaos.
Ji Hongxiu’s gaze grew colder, the atmosphere taut like a drawn bowstring.
Two voices nearly rang out simultaneously.
Ji Hongxiu glanced at Ling Ningzhi, silent for a moment, then spoke lightly, "You haven’t crossed the barrier, you can’t kill me, and I can’t deal with you either, there’s no need for such futile contention."
Yu Youhan, having just experienced great upheaval, felt a bit weary and didn’t want to entangle further.
She grabbed Chen Mo, directly tearing through the air to leave.
Ji Hongxiu’s eyes grew deep, like a bottomless abyss.
"As Red said, Yu Youhan has become stronger."
"To follow in her footsteps, one must find a way to suppress the Dao Pattern, but I can’t possibly sleep with that man every month, can I? That would be too ridiculous..."
While she pondered internally, her nose twitched, questioning, "What’s that smell? Like osmanthus."
Noticing the marks on the bedding, Ji Hongxiu frowned, "Qingxuan, did you wet the bed?"