Yun Heng, still in the Grand Council Hall, was unaware that the fox, whom Sect Leader Yu Xi had just chased away, had taken her junior sister along the road. The excuse given was to meet another friend she hadn’t met before.
“Speaking of which, how did fellow Daoist Zuo guess that Yun Que was me?” Wen Qiwu found it hard to understand how she had been exposed.
“Cough, cough.” Zuo Lan suddenly coughed a couple of times, seeming a little guilty. “Don’t get angry if I tell you.”
“I was worried about your situation before, so I checked the location where the butterfly landed and confirmed you were in the Wen Shen Sect. You mentioned before that your cultivation was in the Void Refinement stage. There are only about thirty cultivators in the Void Refinement stage in the Wen Shen Sect, and you also have a very powerful senior sister. Combined, this information made it easy to guess your identity.”
“Worried about me?” Wen Qiwu was a little confused.
“I was worried you would recklessly confess your feelings to your senior sister and have no one to comfort you if you were rejected.” Zuo Lan discovered from those letters that Wen Qiwu was very similar to her when she first fell in love. At that time, she didn’t know how to be subtle and ended up getting hurt badly, losing everything and making a fool of herself. She wanted to prevent Wen Qiwu from repeating her mistakes.
“But I’m not worried anymore.” Zuo Lan lightly chuckled, covering her mouth, and winked at Wen Qiwu. “Although Miss Yun Que wrote quite boldly in her letters, in reality… you are a bit more timid than I imagined.”
This is also good. She has more discretion and is more stable than her past self, and that Immortal Venerable seems much better than that dog Lin Shu. If they end up together, it would be a good match.
Oh dear, her face is red again?
Wen Qiwu’s face felt a little hot, a mix of shyness and annoyance.
There were some thoughts she kept hidden in her heart, daring not to tell anyone. Perhaps she had revealed a little during her correspondence with Zuo Lan, but in truth, Wen Qiwu dared not tell her that it was just the tip of the iceberg of her emotions.
She was timid? If it weren’t for this body dragging her down, forcing her to keep her cultivation at the Void Refinement stage, she would have already stepped into the Earth Immortal realm. Her master had said her talent was no less than her senior sister’s. If it weren’t for this illness, she might have even reached the True Immortal realm before the age of 200. When she and her senior sister stood at the same height…
She would confess her feelings. Even if her senior sister disagreed, she would have the strength to keep her senior sister and let her know that she was never a well-behaved child!
But all of this was contingent on her being able to live for a long, long time. And with her current physical condition, no matter who she was with, she would be a burden. Wen Qiwu didn’t even know how long she could live. Even the Medical Immortal from the Medical Immortal Valley couldn’t give her any guarantees.
The hidden danger in her soul could erupt at any moment. This was also why she rarely went out since she was young. Her senior sister and other elders were afraid that she might fall ill suddenly when she was outside and not receive treatment. So, when she went out, either her senior sister accompanied her, or other elders in the Golden Immortal stage accompanied her. She didn’t want to trouble her senior sister and the other elders with a major undertaking because of herself, so she obediently stayed within the sect.
Every time she had an episode, her soul became weaker. And after her soul weakened, the impact of the next episode would be even greater. Now, even the Medical Immortal from the Medical Immortal Valley dared not guarantee that she could be saved during the next episode.
Perhaps she could live for a few more years, or perhaps… she wouldn’t even be able to wait for the Canghai Domain secret realm a year from now. This feeling of approaching death had worn down her spirit. The bold thoughts from her youth were buried in the deepest part of her memory.
In just a moment, Zuo Lan watched Wen Qiwu’s complexion change from a slight blush to paleness. Truly the face of a child, like the weather in June, how could it change so quickly?
“Actually, in my opinion, you’re not entirely without a chance…” Zuo Lan said some encouraging words to comfort her.
Unexpectedly, Wen Qiwu remained silent after listening and shook her head.
“Have you given up?” Zuo Lan misunderstood Wen Qiwu’s meaning. Her eyes flickered as she thought of some mischievous idea, and her expression was somewhat excited. “The sea of suffering is boundless, turn back, cough cough, I mean, do you want to consider someone else? For example, that… wait! Fellow Daoist Wen, you’re going the wrong way!”
Wen Qiwu’s mind was not here, so the Saintess muttered to herself that she had failed to play matchmaker.
Wen Qiwu was brought by Zuo Lan to a pavilion in the back mountain of Mount Wendao. From a distance, two female cultivators were sitting there chatting. One was wearing a light yellow dress, looking somewhat innocent and lively. The other was wearing a fiery red tight-fitting outfit, sitting there like a drawn sword, exuding a subtle sharpness.
“Sister Zuo, you’re finally here!” The girl in the light yellow dress waved. Then she noticed Wen Qiwu beside Zuo Lan. “And who is this?”
“This is the fellow Daoist Yun Que you’ve been thinking about so much~” Zuo Lan introduced them to each other. “Qiwu, this is Ah Heng, with whom you’ve often exchanged letters about formations. She is the Young City Lord of Falling Star City, her real name is Wei Xiheng.”
“Ah Que!” Wei Xiheng stood up with a ‘whoosh’, her eyes filled with a sparkling light, like a golden retriever wagging its tail in a zoo.
Their acquaintance was also a stroke of luck. Wen Qiwu had solved a difficult problem about formations that Wei Xiheng had left with Zuo Lan. Since then, this formation-obsessed fellow Daoist had often written to Wen Qiwu to discuss new formations she had researched.
“Fellow Daoist Wei.” Wen Qiwu’s expression softened a little. She had felt from their letters that the fellow Daoist who used the alias Ah Heng should be a lovely girl, and it seemed to be true now.
She had also agreed to come along after Zuo Lan mentioned that Ah Heng was here.
Wei Xiheng directly ran over and pulled Wen Qiwu aside, then took out a jade slip from her storage ring and handed it to her. “I’ve adjusted the areas you mentioned that can be improved in the Seven Kill Formation. See how I’ve modified it!”
“Truly a formation fanatic.” Zuo Lan sighed. The formations they were discussing were too profound for her to chime in. She could only sit by the other woman in the red outfit and drink tea.
The red-clad sword cultivator glanced at her, her expression complex, as if she had something to say but couldn’t speak up after several attempts. Zuo Lan ignored her, and thus, a strange yet harmonious silence persisted between them.
Grand Council Hall.
The major sects had been arguing for several days, and now they had finally managed to reach a mutually acceptable distribution of interests. After the agreement, the next step would be to depart for the Solar Eclipse Secret Realm.
Yun Heng sat in the main seat, not saying a word. The Solar Eclipse Secret Realm was quite special; it required at least one Golden Immortal to maintain the state of the gate’s opening. Those who entered needed to hold a Solar Eclipse Token, so there were restrictions on time and number of people. Golden Immortals could keep the gate open for half a month, while True Immortals could keep the secret realm open for a month. She was the only True Immortal among the major sects, so she had to go.
However, thinking of Lu Qiaoyi and the Medical Immortal from the Medical Immortal Valley’s solemn expressions after her junior sister’s last episode, Yun Heng’s thoughts drifted back to Wen Qiwu’s illness. Others couldn’t see her worry, only feeling that the Immortal Venerable’s aura was becoming more terrifying. Those who were arguing began to reflect if they had been too noisy and had displeased the Immortal Venerable, so they unintentionally lowered their voices, and the negotiations became smoother without them realizing it.
The Grand Council Hall gradually quieted down. It wasn’t until people from other sects stood up to leave that Yun Heng noticed they had finished their discussions.
Yun Heng planned to go talk to the Medical Immortal from the Medical Immortal Valley, so she also stood up to leave. However, as she was leaving, she noticed a small gesture from the Sect Leader of Yu Xi Sect. She saw that the Sect Leader discreetly sent out a sound transmission.
“The Saintess is becoming more and more like a thief,” Xiao Tong commented silently.
The Sect Leader and elders of Yu Xi Sect did not know that the Immortal Venerable would still notice their conversation after leaving, nor did they know that their sound transmission would help Yun Heng directly locate the Saintess.
Zuo Lan was just about to sneak away when she felt a very terrifying divine sense lock onto her!
Master, didn’t you even notice your sound transmission was being tracked! That’s right, the gap between a True Immortal and a Golden Immortal is like the difference between heaven and earth. Your master really wouldn’t notice.
“The Seven Kill Formation is very powerful, but its drawback is that it’s very unstable internally, easily harming the enemy and oneself…” Junior sister’s gentle voice sounded from not far away, smoothing out a trace of aggression that had risen in Yun Heng’s heart.
Yun Heng noticed her junior sister sitting with a girl in a light yellow dress. She was holding a formation disk, on which the Seven Kill Formation they were discussing was simulated. Wild power was gathering on the formation disk, making it look very unstable.
Junior sister raised her hand and made some modifications within the formation disk. After she finished, the power on the formation disk immediately stabilized. The hidden power within the Seven Kill Formation was still astonishing, but now it would not harm the caster when operated.
The unfamiliar girl beside her opened her eyes wide in surprise. “It can be modified like this! Ah Que, you’re amazing!”
The problem with the Seven Kill Formation had troubled Wei Xiheng for a long time. Now that she had a sudden realization, she happily jumped up and hugged Wen Qiwu.
Her junior sister indeed had extraordinary talent in formations. Hearing others praise her, Yun Heng also felt honored. However, the subsequent action of the unfamiliar girl made her lips curl down slightly.
How could she directly call her junior sister by her nickname? Her junior sister’s smile also carried a liveliness rarely seen before. Yun Heng didn’t know when Wen Qiwu had made such a close friend.
“Ah Que’s talent… why not directly join our Falling Star City!” Wei Xiheng hugged the formation disk, cherishing it in her hands for a while, then her expression suddenly lit up. She had been too eager to discuss formations with Wen Qiwu and hadn’t waited for Zuo Lan’s introduction, so she didn’t know Wen Qiwu’s identity.
“The City Lord’s lineage of our Falling Star City all entered the Dao through formations. Our ancestor even reached the Divine realm. As long as fellow Daoist accompanies me to Falling Star City, I’ll take you to the library left by that Divine realm ancestor! There are many insights from that ancestor! Others can’t even see them!” Wei Xiheng hugged Wen Qiwu’s arm, and Zuo Lan couldn’t even remind her in time.
“Qiwu has already been accepted as a disciple by the Wen Shen Sect, I’m afraid she cannot fulfill your wish.”
A breeze carrying the chill of ice and snow blew on everyone. Wei Xiheng, following the sound, saw the person who suddenly appeared and was so frightened that her hair stood on end. She subconsciously hid behind Wen Qiwu.
The silent woman in the tight-fitting outfit next to her didn’t expect to see Immortal Venerable Yun Heng here. She took a step forward and saluted, “I am Lin Shuangyun of the Qian Yue Sword Sect, greetings Immortal Venerable.”
Yun Heng nodded slightly, but when her gaze swept over Zuo Lan, a faint gloom appeared in her expression, and her impression of the other two also diminished.
The Saintess felt an invisible sword edge graze her.
What a petty person! Zuo Lan cast an apologetic glance at Wen Qiwu. However, she didn’t expect that the person who should have felt most guilty at this moment looked composed, even smiling and introducing Ah Heng to the Immortal Venerable.
Guilty? Wen Qiwu knew that at this time, the worst thing she could do was feel guilty, otherwise, it would be adding fuel to the fire.
“Senior Sister, this is my friend Wei Xiheng. The Xuansi Formation we researched all night yesterday was her original creation.” Wen Qiwu walked in front of her senior sister, blocking the Immortal Venerable’s view. The other three immediately felt less pressure.
“We’ve only been communicating through letters before and never revealed our identities. Ah Heng didn’t know I was a disciple of the Wen Shen Sect, which is why she invited me to join Falling Star City.”
Yun Heng remembered that night, her junior sister came to Cloud Mist Mountain with an unfinished formation diagram to find her. Although she had some understanding of formations, she was not as skilled as the other two elders in the sect. However, her junior sister said that the other two elders were resting and she didn’t want to disturb them, so she asked Yun Heng for help.
They were like junior sister in her childhood, sitting by the bed together. Junior sister, holding a fire crystal, leaned against her, and they studied formations together until sunrise. Only then did junior sister fall into a deep sleep in her arms.
Zuo Lan noticed Wen Qiwu subtly hooking the Immortal Venerable’s fingertip in an inconspicuous spot and swaying it slightly. This was probably a private gesture between the two sisters. The Immortal Venerable, who had arrived with what seemed like a sharp sword aura, gradually restrained her coldness, and her attitude softened.
The Saintess fumbled in her sleeve and took out a small handful of sunflower seeds. She felt that she might have misjudged. Wen Qiwu didn’t seem as “obedient” as she appeared on the surface. The Immortal Venerable, though a block of wood, felt like she would eventually fall for her.
Every time she saw Qiwu with others why does she looks like she eat vinegar
Good chapter