Qinling’s residence, surrounded by bamboo groves.
Li Zhibai sat alone in the hall; she was a guest, but the host Qinling was absent, whereabouts unknown.
She felt somewhat strange.
Since entering Qinling’s courtyard, an ominous feeling lingered in her heart.
No wind outside, light rain fell, and the overly quiet ambiance carried a cold chill that unsettled her, as if something bad might happen at any moment.
Li Zhibai could feel a slight stagnation in the flow of Spiritual Qi within her, the quiet environment echoing only with the sound of rain... Listening to the rain made her a bit anxious.
At her Realm, unwarranted nervousness shouldn’t occur.
Why would this happen?
Li Zhibai didn’t understand.
With the Sect Leader in Chaoyun Sect, Li Zhibai really couldn’t fathom what could cause her unease.
The feeling as if something was directly pressing down on her was incomprehensible.
Li Zhibai certainly couldn’t comprehend.
She can persuade Xu Chang’an to use inferior Elixirs on Yun Qian.
Qinling, with her thin willow-like body, transcended countless abyssal evils of this world, becoming the abyss itself. Her instigation was of the darkest and most evil acts in history, making even Gods tremble in fear.
Thus, she is the greatest villain in the "world," and her residence is naturally under heavens’ scrutiny like watching a criminal.
Yet, Qinling is liked by Xu Chang’an, making it impossible to kill, warn, or even make Qinling herself feel anything.
Even when Shi Qingjun, whom Li Zhibai admired, came, she couldn’t perceive anything special in Qinling.
But Li Zhibai is different.
Clouded by Yun Qian’s view as a "pawn" or even a "wife" placed by Heavenly Dao, with a name indicating proximity to the source... Therefore, what Qinling couldn’t feel, she could sense.
Li Zhibai lowered her head, looking at the calm, steaming bitter tea in front of her.
Upon careful thought, she felt that the sense of being "bound" wasn’t entirely inexplicable.
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This is Celestial Bright Peak.
Someone outside was searching for lingering traces of the Celestial Tribulation.
Perhaps the residual aura caused her Spiritual Qi to stagnate uncomfortably, given her Cultivation is second only to the Sect Leader, being Pill Master with close ties to all creations and high inspiration... Being affected is normal.
Li Zhibai carefully contemplated for a while, realizing her discomfort was minor and wouldn’t impact her Cultivation. She decided not to dwell on it.
On the contrary, it seemed realistic that Chaoyun Sect’s major forces, teaming up to partition Celestial Bright Peak and set up an Array, might indeed discover something.
Consider the fearsome tribulation thunder capable of sealing cultivation, even just a lingering touch of its aura must wield immense power.
Li Zhibai thought that since she could feel it, perhaps joining might yield findings?
Yet, she had no interest.
The world claims the tribulation thunder is tied to the Sect Leader, yet the Leader never acknowledged.
Her student’s image flashed through her mind, Li Zhibai twitched her eye corner, fingers lightly tapping the table, murmuring: "Ancient and modern equal... Peaceful World... Immortal Reincarnation..."
Under heaven, is there really an Immortal Reincarnation?
If that child were an Immortal...
How could there be an Immortal fond of farming?
Li Zhibai sighed softly, thinking she shouldn’t continue pondering, as that tribulation thunder definitely wasn’t something she could meddle with.
Li Zhibai turned her head towards the window, seeing a spacious courtyard with houses in the east, north, and south, flowers and plants in the middle vibrant under the setting sun, with a few fruit trees in the garden.
They are Beauty Fruits, right?
Thinking of these fruits that even the Sect Leader favors, Li Zhibai shook her head, suspecting Fairy Zhu Tongjun brought this trend to Chaoyun, corrupting the Sect Leader.
She lifted her head slightly, inhaling the faint ink fragrance in the room.
Her gaze lifted towards the full hall of calligraphy and paintings.
This was her assessment.
Qinling’s script was meticulous yet rigorous, her poetry containing nine parts conformity yet didn’t lack one part of Realm.
Truly a girl raised by Tong Jun.
Thinking of Fairy Zhu Tongjun, Li Zhibai sighed softly.
Regarding this Miss Zhu, Li Zhibai couldn’t say much other than she was helpless. Saying she was emotional... Formerly, Fairy Zhu hailed from Hehuan Sect, yet as Hehuan Sect Executioner, her personality was icy and aloof, known as the Snow Fairy.
Forget being emotional, not even a Dao companion she had after all these years.
But to say she’s blunt...
Now having refined her heart into the brothel, rumored to occasionally perform on stage, becoming a full-fledged Madam.
Without understanding, outsiders might truly believe she faced some "unfortunate event" leading her to fall from Fairy to now.
Looking up at the calligraphy-filled room, Li Zhibai’s gaze lingered on a distinctly different script style, sighing softly.
Cold as snow Zhu Tongjun, charm million branches Zhu Pingniang, meticulous Array Guardian, stern Elder Zhu...