Can have bad intentions

Despite day and night precautions, they still could not avoid the disturbances of the spirit world.

After resolving a major matter concerning life and death, Dong Wenjie returned to her residence with joy in her heart - a mysterious mansion hidden between the secular world and the cultivation world.

Originally, her face was still filled with a cheerful smile, but when she saw Fang Yuan still lazily sitting beside the cultivation array, indulging in watching a fairy-demon Cuju competition, her face was immediately covered with frost. There were fairy fruits and spirit seeds scattered on the coffee table, and Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er were about to return from the training course, but he had not even prepared spiritual food.

Dong Wenjie was originally in a good mood, but now she was ignited by the scene in front of her. However, thinking that she was about to leave this place and transfer to the Prime Minister's Sect to work, she forced herself to suppress her inner dissatisfaction.

At this moment, Fang Yuan caught a glimpse of Dong Wenjie, and said with a barely perceptible sarcasm: "Hey, isn't this the busy cultivator in our family? How come you're back so soon? I thought you were going to practice outside for a few days and nights."

Dong Wenjie was so aroused by his weird attitude that her spiritual energy was fluctuating, but she was concerned about her resignation and handover as well as reporting to the Prime Minister's sect, so she decided to endure it for the time being.

Seeing Tong Wenjie put on the alchemist's apron and walked into the alchemy room, Fang Yuan's mouth curled up with a smug smile. In his opinion, they have been married for many years, and even if his cultivation stagnated, she would not leave him easily. What's more, Fang Yifan has already cultivated to the foundation-building stage, what can she do?

Tong Wenjie didn't talk to Fang Yuan the whole night. Fang Yifan and Lin Lei'er felt the atmosphere was weird, but they knew better and didn't ask any more questions.

The next morning, Dong Wenjie followed the rising sun and arrived at the original cultivation market on time.

"Wenjie, make me a cup of spiritual tea, thank you." Xiao Jin wore a hypocritical smile as always, but there was no respect in her words. She used to call Tong Wenjie "sister" respectfully.

In the past, Dong Wenjie might have endured it silently, but now, she is no longer willing to endure it!

"You little devil with a sweet mouth but a sharp tongue, look at how powerful you are now!" Dong Wenjie was filled with indignation and fought back without any hesitation, "I really regret it. Why did I teach you in person, but you raised such an ungrateful thing!"

Xiao Jin was shocked by Dong Wenjie's sudden tough attitude, and thought she would continue to swallow her anger as before. However, Dong Wenjie is no longer the same person she used to be.

"It's not that I don't want to make tea for you myself, but I have more important cultivation matters to deal with right now." Xiao Jin responded calmly, emphasizing the word "cultivation" in an attempt to emphasize his own status.

Dong Wenjie sneered, took out a letter of resignation from her storage bag, and threw it in Xiao Jin's face without hesitation.

"It's up to you. Whoever wants to do it can do it. I'm not going to accompany you anymore. Xiao Jin, I'll give you a word of advice: justice is clear, cause and effect will come true!"

After saying that, Dong Wenjie turned around and left with the Qiankun bag, leaving behind a scene of discussion in the cultivation market.

Walking out of the market town, Dong Wenjie felt more relaxed and refreshed than ever before. She had finally gotten rid of those annoying gossipers.

At the Prime Minister's Sect, a flying car driven by a mythical beast stopped in front of the gate. Tong Wenjie stepped into it, and Li Na was already waiting at the gate and greeted her warmly. After learning about Dong Wenjie's new identity - Deputy Director of Finance, Li Na led her all the way to the Human Resources Department and handed over to Fan Shengmei.

Although Dong Wenjie had served as the director of the cultivation market before, she was naturally not comparable to a large sect like the Prime Minister Sect. So, she spent a whole day familiarizing herself with the cultivation rules and regulations here, and submitted an application report.

After reading the report, Cao Ze could not help but nod and praise Dong Wenjie's ability. In order to express his gratitude to Dong Wenjie, Cao Ze came to visit her and had a long and cordial conversation with her.

Two days later, after Cao Ze and his two disciples Xu Hongdou and Chen Nanxing had a feast outside, he received a message from Li Na, saying that there was an important training contract in the sect that needed his signature. As Cao Ze's personal maid, Li Na knew that he had not appeared in the sect in the past two days and was missing.

Cao Ze didn't want to delay the sect's affairs, so he quickly came to the Prime Minister's sect. However, when he arrived at the finance office, he found that the light in Dong Wenjie's office was still on. It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the cultivator aunt was still working overtime?

Cao Ze was puzzled and walked straight into the finance office. A strong smell of spirit wine wafted into his nose. He saw that the main light in the office had been turned off, leaving only a few spirit lights in front of the desk flickering faintly. Dong Wenjie seemed to be drinking to drown her sorrows, and intermittent sobs came from her.

"Senior Wen Jie, what's wrong with you?" Cao Ze frowned and walked forward and asked with concern.

When Dong Wenjie heard the noise, she subconsciously turned her head to look. Only then did Cao Ze notice that she was already in tears.

Dong Wenjie hurriedly wiped away her tears and covered up, "Xiao Ze, why are you here? I'm fine, I'm just in a bad mood and want to find some wine to cheer myself up."

Although Tong Wenjie tried her best to appear calm, Cao Ze keenly sensed that there was something else going on. If she was drinking just because she was in a bad mood, why would she cry?

Cao Ze walked over to Dong Wenjie and sat down, ready to listen to her story...