On the other hand, Mo Qingwu was also one of the two great beauties of the Leiming Sect, with the other being Mu Tingyun.
These two beauties were not only well-known within the Leiming Sect but also had many admirers throughout the entire Yi State Domain.
Naturally, Mo Qingwu had many suitors.
The core and true disciples who came bearing gifts knew that their chances were slim, like a toad lusting after swan meat, but they still harbored a sliver of hope and never missed an opportunity to give her presents.
"Come in," a light, serene voice came from inside the Wuye Yun Pavilion.
Little Luo pushed the door open and entered.
The layout of the Wuye Yun Pavilion was simple, but spotlessly clean, with a faint scent of freshness.
Behind the beaded curtains, Mo Qingwu was sitting cross-legged on a Crystal Jade Bed, she had been cultivating until just a moment ago.
In the Holy Path, she had successfully stepped into the Heavenly Fate Realm, but it was not stable. Since exiting the Holy Path until now, she had been steadily cultivating to stabilize it for a few days.
"Saintess, have you finished cultivating?" Little Luo’s eyes shone with excitement. The Saintess had been cultivating ever since she returned from the Holy Path, and although she came in every day, the Saintess hardly ever opened her eyes.
"The cultivation is finished, and it has finally become stable!" Mo Qingwu smiled, a smile so beautiful that even Little Luo felt dazzled.
Little Luo said with a giggle, "Saintess, if the Saint Heir saw your smile, his eyes would probably go straight!"
The Saint Heir was none other than the Leiyun Sect’s Zheng Xu, also the strongest among the younger generation of disciples in the sect!
Saint Heir Zheng Xu had been pursuing Mu Tingyun in the past but to no avail; after Mo Qingwu joined the Leiming Sect, he turned to pursue her, but with the same lack of success.
"Anything happened during the days I was in the Holy Path?" Mo Qingwu asked.
She had been focused on cultivation and the pressing matters at hand from over a month ago when she began her journey in the Holy Path until today.
It was as if she had been oblivious to the world outside her window.
"Oh yes, so much!" Little Luo nodded vigorously, setting down the brocade tray she was carrying, "First of all, there was the Qiuqing Martial Path exchange competition!"
"Tell me about it..." Mo Qingwu was aware of the Qiuqing Martial Path exchange competition, and she knew that the elders and high-levels of her sect were very interested in the Qiu Qing Ancient Ruins. Unfortunately, the Leiming Sect didn’t have the qualifications to get a spot – not just the Leiming Sect, even the First-Rank Powers didn’t have this privilege, the spots were owned by the Four Great Academies.
"Saintess, guess who got the first place?" Little Luo said with a sense of pride.
"Isn’t it Jun Luoying?" Mo Qingwu was surprised, her beautiful eyes flashing.
"No! There was a huge upset!" Little Luo’s pride swelled even more, "It’s odd, the one who won first place is called Su Chen!!!"
Little Luo, as Mo Qingwu’s closest confidante, of course knew Su Chen.
Su Chen was the person deep in Mo Qingwu’s heart.
"Su Chen?" A deep sense of longing showed in Mo Qingwu’s eyes, then she shook her head, certain she shouldn’t naively believe this Su Chen was that Su Chen.
While she knew Su Chen was monstrously talented, there were limits, after all.
Su Chen was supposed to join the Burning Heaven Sect upon entering the Divine Martial Continent; it was impossible for him to participate in the Qiuqing competition.
"Saintess, this Su Chen seems to be only twenty-three years old! And, his Martial Cultivation Realm is extremely low!" Little Luo continued, "How come I feel this Su Chen is very similar to the Su Chen in the Saintess’s heart?"
Mo Qingwu frowned slightly, remaining silent.
"Of course, it’s probably just a similarity in name! After all, on the Divine Martial Continent, there are more than billions of Martial Cultivators! Having the same name, same surname, same age, and so on is too common!"
Mo Qingwu nodded, casting away those distracting thoughts, "What else?"
"There’s also Yu Paojing, Qiao Jian, and others..." Little Luo continued, recounting the events concerning Yu Paojing and the rest.
Mo Qingwu just listened quietly.
When Little Luo had finished speaking, Mo Qingwu sighed. The more miracles Yu Paojing and the others encountered, and the more they defied the heavens, the greater the pressure she felt!!!
The more outstanding the individuals who pursued her, the stronger Leiming Sect’s desire for her to marry became.
"By the way, Saintess, there’s another piece of news, I... I’m not sure if it’s true... But recently, it has been subtly discussed throughout the Sect!" Little Luo bit her lip and continued.
"It is said that Zhang Xingxiao wants to challenge you!" After some thought, Little Luo still said it.
"Zhang Xingxiao?" Mo Qingwu frowned again.
"Saintess, that Zhang Xingxiao is shameless. She likes the Saint Heir, what does that have to do with you?" Little Luo cursed angrily.
This Zhang Xingxiao was the daughter of the Sect Master of Du Xuan Sect, a First-Rank Power.
In the entire Yi State Domain, there were only eighteen First-Rank Powers, and Du Xuan Sect was one of them.
Normally, Zhang Xingxiao and Mo Qingwu had nothing to do with each other.
However, sometimes disaster strikes from above.
The Saint Heir of Leiming Sect, Zheng Xu, once left the Sect to carry out a mission and happened to meet Zhang Xingxiao, and not only that, he also saved her life.
Zhang Xingxiao had taken a liking to Zheng Xu from there.
But Zheng Xu was not interested in Zhang Xingxiao; it was said that because she was not very beautiful, he didn’t care for her, even though she was the young miss of a First-Rank Power, and instead pursued Mo Qingwu quite diligently.
Zhang Xingxiao, having obtained certain information from somewhere, came to hate Mo Qingwu intensely!!!
"Don’t bother with her, it’s probably just a rumor!" Mo Qingwu said indifferently.
"Hope so! But still, Saintess, you should be a little more cautious. After all, Zhang Xingxiao is the young miss of Du Xuan Sect," Little Luo said worriedly. A First-Rank Power was too terrifying, at least not something a Second-Rank Power could afford to provoke. For more chapters visit novel[f]ire.net
There came another round of knocking at the door.
"Who is it?" Mo Qingwu raised her head and looked towards the door.
"Second Elder!" An elderly voice came through.
"Please come in!" Mo Qingwu’s expression tensed as she got up from the Crystal Jade Bed.
Second Elder Wei Wuqiu walked in.
"May I know the reason for the Second Elder’s visit?" Mo Qingwu asked, neither humbly nor arrogantly. Among the elders of Leiming Sect, Wei Wuqiu was the one who found Mo Qingwu the most distasteful.
The reason? Quite simple. One day, Leiming Sect had sent Second Elder Wei Wuqiu and the Saintess Mu Tingyun to the Divine Human City.
Mu Tingyun wanted to recruit Su Chen into Leiyun Sect in advance. Wei Wuqiu looked down on Su Chen, and later, when Su Chen performed miracles, he didn’t hesitate to slap Wei Wuqiu in the face.
Wei Wuqiu had always held a grudge in his heart, but he vented his anger on Mo Qingwu, since after all, she was Su Chen’s woman.
After Mo Qingwu joined Leiming Sect, she was initially ridiculed, challenged, and so on, with Wei Wuqiu’s shadow behind a great deal of it.
Mo Qingwu was, of course, aware of this, but being naturally aloof, she buried it in her heart, focusing solely on her cultivation, and did not engage in conflict.
Today, the sudden visit of Wei Wuqiu to the Woe Yun Pavilion gave Mo Qingwu a bad premonition.