CHAPTER 603: 0352 GOOD AND EVIL ARE MEANINGLESS IN THE QIANKUN REALM (TWO IN ONE)_2

Everyone believed it was Shi Qingjun showcasing power as guests from all directions gathered, but she didn’t sense even a trace of Shi Qingjun’s aura from the Great Sun Across the Sky.

Without knowing what was happening, she decided to withdraw thousands of miles cautiously, as requested by most in the sect, to show weakness.

This was to make Shi Qingjun lower her guard. In reality, one of her "clones" was right in Beisang City, disguised as a girl under Zhu Pingniang, secretly investigating something.

Unfortunately, Zhu Pingniang’s mind worked differently from ordinary people, so spying around her and finding nothing was the norm.

She thought she would find nothing, but suddenly encountered a heavy rainstorm she couldn’t evade, and then saw a carriage boldly traveling along the road with a Spiritual Barrier.

Rain she couldn’t block, yet he could?

This bizarre scene was like finding something effortlessly after searching high and low.

So she went to strike up a conversation, and then everything happened afterward.

[Xu Chang’an].

She wrote down this name on paper, and the Qingyi woman furrowed her brows.

Have any immortals with the surname Xu ever existed in this world?

No.

She shook her head.

As someone in the Qiankun Realm, to find the path forward, she’s memorized every story of immortals, even the legends, from ancient times. Therefore, whether it’s the Xu surname, or his wife, that Miss Yun...

Not a single clue could be found.

Thinking of Yun Qian, the speed of the Qingyi woman’s blinking gradually increased. Previously, she hadn’t thought much of it, but after noticing Xu Chang’an’s oddities, this marriage seemed incomprehensible.

"Forget it." The Qingyi woman picked up the pen, using the last of the ink to circle the name "Xu Chang’an".

An utterly incomprehensible young man suddenly appeared, disrupting her thoughts, yet, correspondingly, also offered her a new idea.

That is...

Whether all the secrets could point to—

This young man.

She never thought of herself as a woman, but now a woman’s intuition was at play.

Since everything was inexplicable and illogical, focusing everything on the only clue didn’t seem surprising.

Whether it was the Heaven-Reaching Purple Thunder, the Great Sun Across the Sky, or the rainstorm covering the sky, all could be attributed to him.

The answer was simply there’s no evidence.

"Purple Saint." The Qingyi woman lowered her gaze, thinking, shouldn’t a saint be noble?

The Qingyi woman raised her head again, resting her hand on her forehead.

She felt as if it was because she’d grown fond of him, and that’s why she attributed all significant matters to that young man?

But he really smelled nice.

Recalling the faint, pleasant fragrance, the Qingyi woman showed a hint of jealousy.

It’s Shi Qingjun again.

Why is it Shi Qingjun again.

First, she picked up a swordswoman like Wen Li, and now she discovered Xu Chang’an’s uniqueness early and bestowed him Glazed Jade...

Why does she get all the good fortune in the world?

She didn’t understand.

Her thoughts came to an abrupt halt, as a green flame appeared in the Qingyi woman’s hand, burning the ink-marked paper clean, then propping her face, she turned her head towards Chaoyun Sect.

She had never felt this easily distracted, or felt it was of no consequence even if she seemed a bit cheap.

A clone might be a clone, but it was still a part of her.

So, according to the internal rules of Flower Moon Building, if Zhu Pingniang became Xu Chang’an’s concubine, could she be the accompanying dowry?

Become a concubine.

That indeed sounds hilarious.

She should be a rational person.

Why does he have so many secrets, yet that’s not her priority, but she keeps thinking of other matters?

"Isn’t it said... emotions are slowly diminishing."

The Qingyi woman closed her eyes.

After reaching the Qiankun Realm, she’ll find her emotions slowly fading, becoming either indifferent or something else entirely.

Shi Qingjun once felt this way.

She also experienced that helplessness as emotions gradually faded away. From her and Shi Qingjun’s perspective, the notion of right and wrong had long lost significance, and the struggle was purely for cultivation resources.

Only those below would consider the distinction between the Righteous Sect and Demon Sect.

However, when the Qingyi woman realized her emotions not only didn’t fade but even stirred a desire for a Pear Blossom Umbrella, the nature of things changed.

"Is it my opportunity or destiny?"

A stunning smile appeared on the Qingyi woman’s beautiful face as she thought to herself that she still had a chance to encounter him tonight.

Dancing?

Actually going to impress a man properly?

Interesting.

This is about investigating his mystery, not getting close.

She would never be such a cheap woman, unless Shi Qingjun also married as a concubine.

The Qingyi woman chuckled.

Her greatest wish in life was to surpass Shi Qingjun and not to kill her, but to make her marry.

Is that some kind of twisted humor?

Anyway, being called the greatest villain and witch under the heavens, she could do any evil deed.

Thinking of this, a rune emerged in the Qingyi woman’s hand, sending it far away, and soon, someone knocked respectfully at the door.

A maid with a face covered in blue scales entered, bowed low, and awaited orders on her knees.

"How are things recently?" The Qingyi woman casually asked.

This was her maid, who did not need to call her Sect Leader, and was arguably the highest-ranking individual in the Holy Sect, besides herself.

The maid respectfully took out some scrolls, but suddenly froze as she was about to offer them.

Because the most revered sister in her eyes, the most revered God, seemed... peculiar?

The Sect Leader was a mess, with ink dripping down her dress to her ankles, leaving a black streak on her fair skin.

The maid was utterly shocked.

The Qingyi woman was nonchalant, observing what misdeeds the Holy Sect did over these days, clicked her tongue twice, then smiled, putting down the booklets.

"Let them do as they please." The Qingyi woman said, noticing the maid lifted her head.

"Ask what you want to ask."

The maid complied, nodding, "Since you dislike the Holy Sect’s reputation, why not... regulate it?"

"Silly girl." The Qingyi woman got up, shaking her head, "Chaoyun Sect is so big; did Shi Qingjun regulate it?"

"Doesn’t interfere."

"That’s it." The Qingyi woman patted the maid’s little face, her fingers sliding over the scales on her cheek, watching the maid’s face blush before letting go.

How to put it?

Matters below had nothing to do with her; whether it was the Demon Sect or Holy Sect, it didn’t matter. She only wanted the path upwards.

Everything else was the choice of the people below.

She only provided protection.

It could be said Shi Qingjun was the first to enter the Qiankun Realm and integrated the most valuable sect. Not wanting to confront Shi Qingjun, she could only gather up the factions Shi Qingjun had no interest in and digest the remaining Dao Rhyme.

For the Qiankun Realm, the right and wrong meant nothing.

But these were past concerns.

Now, a peculiar point emerged.

"Is there any rouge for women? Bring some for me," the Qingyi woman suddenly said.

"..." The maid’s eyes widened in shock, staring blankly at the woman before her.

"Didn’t hear me?"

"Heard... heard you." The maid responded flusteredly.

Did she mishear? Rouge?

No one else knew, but she knew; her Sect Leader wasn’t like a proper lady, and living in a lady’s boudoir was merely to remind herself, preventing emotions from fading away completely.

But now it seems...

"Ah, and one more thing." The Qingyi woman tilted her head, recalling something else, "The vacancy of the first seat, how is it now?"

The maid heard this, sobered up a bit, "Many in the sect say it was vacated by you, and the Second Elder has some complaints."

"And the tribute he should provide?" the Qingyi woman asked.

"As usual."

"Alright."

If the tribute continues as usual, then he won’t be killed.

"I already have someone in mind for the first seat, so spread this, then..." the Qingyi woman continued.

The maid listened intently, amazed.

The Qingyi woman smirked and said, "The first seat belongs to [Master], yes, that’s his Dao name."

The Grand Elder’s position, vacant as it should be.

Wonder if that little master will like this position.