She became a god

A flame of hatred flickered in Ye Qingzhou's heart, giving rise to a desire to inflict even more calamities upon Wen Xichun.

Something is wrong!

She had clearly decided long ago to stop paying attention to Wenxi Chun's affairs and focus on becoming a god as soon as possible, so why was she suddenly so restless?

Ye Qingzhou hardened his heart, and a leaf fell from the evergreen tree in his sea of ​​consciousness, instantly making his previously somewhat turbid sea of ​​consciousness clear.

With the help of the Evergreen Tree, Ye Qingzhou's mind became incredibly meticulous once again.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there were sound cultivators who could bewitch people's hearts with their words and laughter, and this technique could be used for one-on-one battles or group attacks.

Di Ziyu is indeed cunning; he has actually managed to bewitch Ye Qingzhou.

Ye Qingzhou sighed deeply, feigning disappointment.

In any case, apart from himself, few fellow Daoists knew the true situation between him and Wen Xichun.

Di Ziyu deliberately brought up this topic, she must have had some ulterior motive. So Ye Qingzhou decided to follow her lead and see who would become the first meal.

"She was destined to die; how could I possibly save her?"

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou's eyes were misty despite his words, Di Ziyu felt a slight sense of satisfaction, finally having made the right move.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, that's not right. Fellow Daoist Wen didn't die at the hands of a powerful being, but rather..."

Di Ziyu seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly stopped talking.

Ye Qingzhou couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but on the surface he urged, "Fellow Daoist Di, are you deliberately teasing me by only saying half of what you mean?"

[They were clearly waiting for me to act impulsively and fall into their trap, yet they were pretending to be innocent?]

Ye Qingzhou urged and begged several times before Di Ziyu finally revealed the whereabouts of the cultivator who "killed" Wen Xichun.

Ye Qingzhou thanked him and hurriedly left, heading in the direction Di Ziyu had indicated.

嗏

Ye Qingzhou had only traveled a quarter of the way when he adjusted the compass and changed direction.

Upon reaching the outskirts of Pingcheng, Ye Qingzhou did not proceed further but instead went to an inconspicuous little teahouse.

"Fellow Daoist Mu, I have some exciting news here. Do you want it?"

"You contacted me just to leak information?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head, "Only you would dare to reveal this."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Muran became more interested.

Muran was both curious and wary of Ye Qingzhou, after all, the other party had tricked her a little in Pingcheng last time.

"The direct descendants of the Yunzhou imperial family have ties with the Canghai Pavilion."

"That's definitely breaking news."

Canghai Pavilion doesn't have a good reputation in the Yunying Continent; nobody likes an organization that might take their life.

The Di family, one of the four major families in Yunzhou, colluded with an assassin organization.

This alone is enough to arouse suspicion from the other three major families.

Even if the Di family can explain in time, it will still leave a grudge between them and other families.

Ye Qingzhou never thought she could bring down the Di family with this; she just wanted to teach Di Ziyu a small lesson.

Since you have so many thoughts on this and time to scheme against me, then I'll find you something to do.

For Muran, this revelation was sensational enough.

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Thinking that the "Heavenly Secrets Gazette" would sell very well in the next few months, Muran smiled, "One hundred high-grade spirit stones."

Ye Qingzhou didn't haggle, but handed the evidence to Mu Ran. "Deal."

Several messages popped up on the jade slip at an inopportune moment. Ye Qingzhou drank tea instead of wine, raising his cup and finishing it. "I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. The bill has been settled, please make yourself at home, fellow Daoist."