CHAPTER 578: 0341 INTENTIONALLY BULLYING PEOPLE: DOES IT COUNT AS BEING A VILLAIN (TWO-IN-ONE)

At this moment.

Zhu Pingniang, clad in a striking red robe, crouched by the river, washing her hands, while Miss Lu sheltered her from the rain with an umbrella, looking helpless.

One could only say that the originally beautiful clothes and makeup were all in vain, and no one knew what her sister was thinking just now. She was walking and suddenly tripped on the stone steps and fell to the ground with a thud.

"My dear sister, aren’t you from the Immortal Sect?" Miss Lu said, exasperated.

"I was lost in thought just now," Zhu Pingniang explained. "Moreover... in Beisang City, I’m just an ordinary girl."

"I don’t get it."

"To put it simply," Zhu Pingniang extended a finger and blinked, "you can think of it as all my abilities guarding the array hub of Beisang City. This body now is just... for having fun?"

"Ugh, what do you mean by ’for having fun’." Miss Lu scolded, then frowned, feeling the umbrella surface start to be imprinted by the heavy rain, like floating duckweed in the rain, and asked: "Sister, did this rain suddenly get heavier?"

"Yes." Zhu Pingniang clapped her hands and stood up, a trace of seriousness flashing in her eyes. "Just now... I was thinking about the rain, lost in thought."

"Rain?"

"Yes, rain." Zhu Pingniang nodded and said, "Perhaps, it should be called Water Spiritual Power..."

Water has always been quite powerful.

"That boy Chang’an just happens to have Water Attribute Spiritual Power, no wonder everyone thinks this rain is related to him." Zhu Pingniang looked at the torrential rain penetrating her Spiritual Power and falling directly on her, sighing softly.

Anything related to water makes her think of Xu Chang’an.

"The young master? Did the young master cause it?" Miss Lu was astonished. "What would he want with rain out of boredom? It’s not like we have a drought here."

"You’re asking me? I want to know too." Zhu Pingniang spat.

She glanced up at the sky.

Rain.

The world’s countless rivers exist, with grand waters sweeping across famous mountains and great rivers like the sun and moon passage across the sky; and little streams trickling and forming rivers, babbling through stones, grasses, hiding in forests and mountain ravines, reaching places no one can go, not even birds can fly to.

For a drop of water, the best destination is probably to flow into the sea.

In the heart’s small space, the dust is like a sea accepting hundreds of rivers.

Is he the Immortal Reincarnation of water?

Unclear.

However, it feels quite powerful.

"Water... it should embrace all things, shouldn’t it?" Zhu Pingniang murmured.

"Sister, what are you saying?" Miss Lu looked at her.

"Nothing." Zhu Pingniang asked, "Did you go find Ah Qing to play the tune as I told you?"

"I did, with your order, how could I dare not listen?" Miss Lu hesitated a moment, then asked.

"Sister, why did you find Ah Qing? She’s already timid enough, and now you’re making her step out into the public. After all, the young master is from the Immortal Sect."

"What are you afraid of? Isn’t Ah Qing just a Half-Demon, are you afraid Chang’an would eat her up?" Zhu Pingniang squinted her eyes.

"Immortal Sect, aren’t they all supposed to hate evil?" Miss Lu sighed, "It’s not like there haven’t been Celestial Masters and Alchemists in the past yelling about eradicating demons in front of Ah Qing."

"Didn’t I drive them all away? Besides... except for you, no one in the city knows that Ah Qing is a Half-Demon." Zhu Pingniang stretched lazily before saying, "I just want to test Chang’an’s attitude toward Half-Demons."

Or rather, she wanted to know, if Xu Chang’an is truly an Immortal Reincarnation, then how does an Immortal view the current Demon Race.

Water is gentle, humans are unknown.

Moreover, she really wanted to know what Xu Chang’an’s attitude toward Half-Demons was, after all... Miss Wen on the mountain, was once an absolute Half-Demon.

Does Wen Li like Xu Chang’an?

Zhu Pingniang blinked and left.

But what she didn’t know was, maybe the dust of the sea was really intriguing, but the reason the rain suddenly intensified now... was quite simple.

At this very moment.

A river of torrential rain washed over Beisang City from above, even higher than the skies, as if trying to use the densest curtain of rain and the loudest sound of rain to cover up what was happening here.

What does awkwardness mean.

There’s probably nothing more awkward than grabbing onto a collapsing handrail and rolling one round in a grand carriage, hitting your head and then rolling back again.

The carriage stopped, the heavy rain also fell.

However, the sky’s intentions could not be realized, because all the rainwater was intercepted a foot above the carriage by Xu Chang’an’s Spiritual Power as he directly made a Spiritual Power umbrella.

The rain couldn’t hit the ground, couldn’t make too loud a sound, so it couldn’t cover anything.

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and Xu Chang’an’s voice came through.

"Miss, are you alright?"

"...I’m fine." Yun Qian looked at her husband, who was worryingly more anxious than normal, and then glanced at her own disordered clothes. She blinked, wanting to speak but didn’t know what to say.

The originally well-made clothes were now a bit twisted, and since she was wearing white, a roll made them pick up some stains.

"What happened?" Yun Qian asked.

"Nothing, just now something rushed out from the roadside, I dodged." Xu Chang’an repeated: "Miss, you... you’re sure you’re okay?"

Xu Chang’an’s repeated questioning was odd since she had said she was fine.

"Yes." Yun Qian touched the spot on her forehead that had just hit the carriage, where there was a faint trace of her husband’s scent.

"Someone’s coming, I’ll go have a look." Xu Chang’an coughed once and put down the curtain.

Yun Qian tucked her disheveled long hair behind her ear, lost in thought.