CHAPTER 599: 0350 DEMON SECT HOLY SECT, ALSO SUFFICIENT TO BE A CONCUBINE (TWO-IN-ONE)_3

The red lips of the woman in the blue dress were now ashen. She suddenly realized that the Dao Rhyme runes, once regarded as her most precious treasure, had transformed into an invisible cage, trapping her tightly within.

Her internal organs sounded urgent alarms of extreme danger, as if another step forward would completely erase her existence from the world.

The tearing pain from the depths of her soul made her aware that this was perhaps more than just a problem of a mere avatar.

The only thing in the Sea of Consciousness, this is a catastrophe of annihilation.

Could Shi Qingjun have such abilities?

How is that possible?

The world believes that the Heaven-Reaching Purple Thunder, which can seal everything, was cast by Shi Qingjun, but as someone who has been a long-time rival, she naturally doesn’t believe it.

If she truly were so powerful, she would have ascended long ago. Why remain reclusive on the mountain?

——

"...?"

In the carriage, Yun Qian changed into the clothes Xu Chang’an had selected for her and lifted the curtain to take a glance outside.

Xu Chang’an also instinctively looked outside, then froze in place.

He saw the woman in blue standing blankly beyond the barrier of the carriage, with rain pouring down on her, revealing the outline of her body.

However, the woman, drenched in her blue dress, showed no inclination to move.

"What’s happened to this young lady?" Xu Chang’an asked in astonishment.

"I..." Yun Qian blinked and turned away.

This isn’t Miss Guan Yun’s concern, you know.

In fact, it wasn’t even her business to begin with; rather, it was her husband’s system acting on its own, being unnecessarily sentimental.

Why frighten others in such a manner?

Yun Qian frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

This was a regular woman, but the woman in blue was someone Xu Chang’an had mentioned as "impressive," and there was a possibility of her becoming a concubine for him.

While pondering this, Yun Qian heard Xu Chang’an sigh.

"It’s my fault, too," Xu Chang’an said.

"What does it have to do with you?" Yun Qian tilted her head.

"This girl is a Half-Demon, and yet I still talked with her about such a topic... I guess being exposed must have been very painful for her," Xu Chang’an said. "Half-Demons generally dislike the Immortal Sect; how could I have forgotten?"

For fear of the Immortal Sect, they even refused to stay under their own Spiritual Barrier when resting.

Perhaps she had been hurt by a Cultivator?

He thought his attitude affected this young lady.

Causing her to be lost in thought, standing in the rain without realizing it.

"Is that so? It shouldn’t be that serious, right?" Yun Qian asked.

"It’s true. Miss doesn’t know the status of Half-Demons in this world... but I’ve seen it myself."

Xu Chang’an shook his head helplessly: "Did I say anything offensive just now? We agreed to form a good relationship, and this won’t do."

"Miss, please wait a moment."

Yun Qian nodded.

So Xu Chang’an took an umbrella from the Storage Pouch and walked towards the girl in blue.

——

At this moment, in the face of the Celestial Tribulation, the woman’s Sea of Consciousness was extremely compressed, and countless cracks appeared above her Spirit Sea, threatening to shatter entirely at any thought.

Under the near-suffocating pressure, the woman had almost lost the ability to think.

To this day, she had no idea what had just happened.

Could she really die from a single investigation?

Not perishing at Shi Qingjun’s hands, nor under the Tribulation Thunder.

Even being plotted against by those unanimous old bones from the Sect would be a thousand times better than dying such an unfathomable death.

The haze covered her vision.

Her sight was a blur.

Just as she could no longer bear it, a faint scent of rouge floated by.

The fragrance tickled her nose.

The woman in blue seemed to be unlocked from her chains, taking deep, greedy breaths, her burden lifted immensely, and the Heart Tribulation strangely transformed into a stream of clarity, repairing her shattered soul.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

After catching her breath, tears surfaced in the eyes of the woman in blue, which sparkled with light after despair.

But before she could regain consciousness, an umbrella embroidered with pear blossoms appeared above her.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Asked the youth.