She became a god

The host attached great importance to this operation, and three of the four holy envoys were dispatched in succession.

Xi Yu is in the light, Hua Rong is in the shadows, and the morning breeze is behind.

If we were to name the key figure who turned the tide this time, it would undoubtedly be Hua Rong.

A few days before Xiyu and the others checked into Tianxiang Tower, Huarong quietly took control of Qi Xuhua's body.

On the day Xie Jifeng sealed the tower, Hua Rong deliberately burned a kind of incense that only cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and above could smell within close range, drawing the attention of Xie's personal guards to the tower, while actually sending people to destroy the warship.

Xie Jifeng's suspicions and actions were all within Hua Rong's expectations; she only needed to find a suitable opportunity to slip away unnoticed.

The one who died was the real Qi Xuhua.

Without their warships and having offended Tianxiang Tower, Xie Jifeng and his personal guards would find it difficult to escape.

Later in the underground city, it was Hua Rong who suggested releasing Bai Lu.

If it were up to Xiyu and Xiaofeng, they would naturally take the person back for punishment, but Huarong insisted on releasing Bailu.

Upon hearing the news of the Shadow King's arrival, they had no choice but to admire Hua Rong's strategy.

But he was still puzzled. As a fellow Holy Envoy, why did Hua Rong know more information than him?

It wasn't until they saw this familiar face today that they understood the reason behind it all.

But Xiyu didn't understand, "Ye Qingzhou, why are you helping us?"

"Weren't you a guest of honor of Lord Xie?"

"I heard you even guided Xie Jiyue's cultivation. How could you suddenly turn against me?"

Ye Qingzhou said calmly, "I went to the Xie residence on business because I agreed to a deal with City Lord Xie, and I delivered the message for you because I agreed to Fellow Daoist Hua Rong's request."

Xiaofeng exclaimed in surprise, "When did you two become friends?"

In Xiaofeng's view, Xiyu and he had met Ye Qingzhou several times, while Huarong and Ye Qingzhou had never met before.

If we're going to collaborate, we should approach them first!

Ye Qingzhou smiled slightly at this, "I hit it off with Fellow Daoist Hua Rong at first sight and we had a very pleasant conversation. On the night we checked into Tianxiang Tower, she told me all about your plans. I was touched by her sincerity and couldn't bear to see her suffer any bloodshed, so I said a few more words to her."

Xi Yu sneered. Having dealt with Ye Qingzhou several times, she knew he was the type to not act until he saw a clear benefit.

If there is no profit to be made, Ye Qingzhou will never voluntarily get involved in trouble.

What exactly did Hua Rong promise Ye Qingzhou?

Xiyu really wanted to know the answer, but she knew even more clearly that Ye Qingzhou and Hua Rong would never tell the truth.

So Xiyu spoke up, "May I ask what brings you here today, young friend Ye?"

On the one hand, it was to test the waters, and on the other hand, it was a subtle way of indicating that Hua Rong would repay the benefits promised by her, and that they were unaware of and would not interfere.

Ye Qingzhou did not answer immediately, but instead took the initiative and ordered the servants of Fengyulou to serve her tea, water and spiritual food.

Although Xiaoman and the others were unwilling, Ye Qingzhou was a distinguished guest brought to their door by the Holy Envoy Hua Rong, so Xiyu and the Holy Envoy Xiaofeng did not object and could only obediently do the work of a servant.

Among the holy envoys, Xiaofeng was the most naive. Seeing Ye Qingzhou savor a cup of tea and then begin to critique the spiritual food, she said, "Young friend Ye, there's a limit to how much you can show off. Every one of our subordinates is more powerful than you, yet you command them like clockwork. You should know when to stop!"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head. "Envoy Xiaofeng is too impatient. I will leave after I have said what I have to say."

"Then why don't you say it?"

"Oh!" Ye Qingzhou glanced at them slowly. "Help me save someone."

Xiyu answered first, "We have never been to the Nine Netherworld, nor have we ever met Yuantong. I can swear to God."

After much thought, the only person who could get Ye Qingzhou, this lazy girl, to come and visit was Yuantong.

But Ye Qingzhou seemed dissatisfied. "Yuantong is my elder brother. I never expected anyone to save him. I'm asking you to protect someone else."

"who's that person?"

It's no wonder Xiyu couldn't guess; Ye Qingzhou, being a demon, only had Yuantong and Wen Xichun as his close human friends.

But Wenxi Chun had already passed away, and it is unknown whether she was reincarnated.

Surely they shouldn't be expected to protect Wen Xichun's reincarnation?

However, if Wen Xichun can truly be reincarnated, given her disastrous fate, she will indeed need a powerful protector.

I just didn't expect... Ye Qingzhou to be so loyal and devoted.

However, Ye Qingzhou said, "I would like to ask Venerable Xiyu to be Ji Cunxi's protector for three lifetimes."

Ji Cunxi?

"If I remember correctly, wasn't she a princess of the Yu Kingdom? Why would she be reincarnated? Shouldn't her reincarnated protector be someone found by the Yu Kingdom?"

Questions came out one after another like cannonballs, but Ye Qingzhou answered very briefly, "Ji Cunxi acted impulsively and offended too many powerful beings, so her physical body was sealed and her primordial spirit was stripped away to hone her skills for three lifetimes."

Was the primordial spirit trapped and reborn to undergo tribulations?

The members of the Wind and Rain Pavilion present were all amazed. Just how much trouble had Ji Cunxi caused that the Emperor of Yu Kingdom would turn a blind eye and that the Underworld would specially arrange a tribulation for him?

In fact, even Ye Qingzhou did not expect that Ji Cunxi would end up in such a state because of the Zhao Sect's missionary work.

Hey!

Who would have thought that the heir to the only matriarchal kingdom in the human world would be a true saint?

If Ji Cunxi were an ordinary person, it would be one thing for her to act like a saint.

Unfortunately, she is the heir to the Yu Kingdom and the Holy Master of the Zhao Sect's human realm branch. If she is allowed to act willfully, it will harm the interests of the Yu Emperor internally and displease the Demon Lord and the Underworld Lord externally.

Even just looking at the letter that Ji Cunxi entrusted to Chen Lai to deliver, Ye Qingzhou was still shocked.

“My dear friend Zhouzhou, at this moment when you read this letter, I can no longer teach Mingzhu for you.”

For many years, I have educated women, teaching them self-respect and self-love, and I have always felt it is an honorable thing to do.

But as time went on, I realized that it wasn't just me who influenced them; they were also influencing me.

I have always believed that people should be equal, and my guidance to them to be independent was well-intentioned.

But do they really need these?

Am I saving them under the guise of doing what's best for them, just to satisfy my own saintly heart? Or am I truly doing it for their own good?

If I really want what's best for them, should I respect their choices?

I thought my teachings were good for them, but they felt they caused them pain.

I think the more clear-headed a woman is, the better, but they say that the more clear-headed a woman is, the more painful she is, and that it is only by being confused that she can find happiness.

I'm going crazy. A voice inside me is telling me I'm not wrong!

But what I saw was that the lives of those women who had learned independent skills did not improve significantly.

I don't understand, I don't understand where the problem lies?

……

If one day we can use abundant resources to help women in difficult circumstances, without expecting anything in return, without making any demands, and respecting their inner decisions, then we will truly understand what self-respect and self-love women need.

The letter became increasingly illegible as it went on, revealing the writer's intense emotions.

Ji Cunxi, you are a hundred times more naive than I imagined.