She became a god

Ye Qingzhou had always been very clear about what kind of person Lu Mingze was.

He is worldly and shrewd, handsome but ruthless, and rarely speaks the truth. He seems to be the epitome of a noble young man, but deep down he is somewhat unconventional.

His good manners and refinement were merely means to deceive the public, and his infatuated persona was nothing more than a trap he wove himself to bewitch people.

He wasn't that good, but he wasn't particularly bad either.

She knew his nature so well, and had long sensed that he wouldn't stay quietly at home, but would seize every opportunity to slip away.

But she was still very sad.

She was very sad. She genuinely wanted to protect her beautiful and fragile brother, and she believed that porcelain dolls should be kept in a cupboard.

But the porcelain doll wanted to jump out of the cupboard and frolic on the floor.

Porcelain dolls are so fragile, what if they get bumped or scratched?

Hearing her say that, Feng Sui smiled, "The young boys are indeed coquettish and weak, but they are, after all, sentient beings, not the flowers and plants you raise."

Ye Qingzhou said, "As the saying goes, loving someone is like raising a flower. I love my brother and treat him like the most precious flower. I have painstakingly raised him for so many years, afraid that someone would pluck him. But he would rather fall from the branch than not be afraid of ending up as a withered and muddy mess?"

Feng Rui asked her, "Do you love me?"

Ye Qingzhou nodded, "My love for you is a bond of sworn sisterhood, while my love for him is a bond of brotherhood and sisterhood. Although these two kinds of love are different, they are both very real."

Feng Hui then asked, "Then are you afraid that I'll fall into the mud?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head. "How could that be? You're so powerful, who would dare to bully you?"

"Since you love them both, why are you only worried that Lu Mingze will end up like dust in the ground?"

Ye Qingzhou replied without hesitation, "It's different! You're very strong, and he's very weak!"

Feng Rui laughed, "I think the reason Lu Mingze insisted on going to the City of Strange Things is because he knows you think he's weak."

"He knew? If he really knew, why did he still insist on going? Was he deliberately trying to make me worry about him?"

"You, you usually such a clever little demon, how could you be so muddle-headed about this? All beings that can cultivate admire strength; they either become strong themselves or find a strong partner. He's just a little man, and since he can't find a strong partner, of course he has no choice but to work hard to cultivate and become stronger."

Ye Qingzhou sighed, "Perhaps it's because my memories of my brother are mostly of a gentle and delicate appearance, that I almost forgot that besides being a handsome man, he was also a cultivator. In fact, in terms of cultivation level alone, he was even above me."

Feng Hui knew perfectly well why Lu Mingze insisted on playing the weak card in front of Ye Qingzhou and why he insisted on going to the City of Mysteries.

But Feng Hui would never tell Ye Qingzhou, that blockhead, that Lu Mingze wasn't acting, but truly loved Ye Qingzhou.

Because of love, she showed her beauty and vulnerability in order to win Ye Qingzhou's care and favor.

Because of love, I choose to become stronger, so that I can have the chance to forever occupy a place in Ye Qingzhou's heart.

Most cultivators admire strength, and Lu Mingze must have thought that beauty and temperament alone were not enough to impress Ye Qingzhou, so he would use his abilities to move her.

Hey!

That's how men are. No matter how much they strive and talk about being independent, it's all really about increasing their self-worth and winning women's favor.

Although Feng Hui despised such boyish behavior, she couldn't say she disliked it.

After all, women and men are two different species.

It's perfectly normal for grown women to not understand these intricacies, and it's also normal for them to dislike them. But there's no need to stop young men from using harmless little tricks to pursue these women.

Feng Wei had heard of some of the things that ruthless man from Longyan had done.

But if you think about it carefully, if Longyan wasn't so infatuated with Qingluan, why would he go to such lengths to drive away every man who gets close to her?

Because of his sincere feelings for Qingluan, Feng Hui ignored the voices demanding that Qingluan be given a husband.

Wait a little longer. It won't be too late to bestow a few beautiful concubines upon them after they have their eldest son. This can also be seen as her respect for the dragon clan.

West Continent, Underworld.

Meng Jing sat in the main seat of the Reincarnation Hall, but she felt no joy at all.

The alien races from beyond the heavens are coming in with great force. As the new leader of the Six Realms Alliance, Master bears a heavy responsibility. It is unknown whether Master will be able to return safely in three hundred years.

The affairs of the underworld are already numerous, and since the master led the army away, many restless fellows have emerged to test the waters.

If her junior sister were still alive, at least she would have another cultivator to discuss countermeasures with. But now she has to support the vast Netherworld all by herself. How could she not be flustered?

Speaking of my junior sister, I wonder when she started colluding with that cult's high priest.

Although Meng Jing found it unbelievable, how could her master be wrong?

Since Master said that Ye Qingzhou colluded with a cult, then Ye Qingzhou must have colluded with it.

But... that little girl who loved to bathe in the spring under the Yin-Yang Tree while holding a green fruit, that little girl who was always chattering away and overjoyed at the sight of something delicious, that little girl who liked to cover her face and point her toes when she was shy...

It turns out that evil practitioners don't necessarily look evil; even such a cute little girl could be an evil practitioner.

"Yidi, do you miss Qingguoguo?"

No, I know you won't.

Time flies, and thirty years later, Meng Jing is now able to handle these political affairs with ease.

On a sunny afternoon, a subordinate came to report.

"Young Master, one of the prisoners in the Repentance Hall has reached the end of his sentence."

The Repentance Courtyard houses a group of prisoners. These monks are usually imprisoned for making mistakes, but not serious enough to warrant death.

The ways in which prisoners in penitentiaries serve their sentences are diverse, with forced labor being the most common.

A few, however, have warped minds, for whom simply performing labor is of no use, and thus they are forced to undergo tribulations.

However, if an ordinary prisoner has served his full sentence, then he's done. Why would he need to find her?

"Release when full."

"Young Master, should we inform the Kingdom of Yu about this?"

Meng Jing pondered for a second and asked, "Could that prisoner be Ji Cunxi? If it is, you can just notify her family as usual."

The subordinate hesitated, "For Mu Sha's sake, shouldn't we do the Yu Kingdom a favor and send someone to escort Ji Cunxi home...?"

"Shut up!" Meng Jing frowned. "No matter how powerful Senior Mu Sha is, she's not from our Underworld. What reason do we have to curry favor with her?"

Meng Jing harbored resentment towards Mu Sha.

This senior, relying on her high cultivation level, bossed around her master and kept harassing her ancestor Meng Jin.

If it weren't for her ancestor Meng Jin breaking through to the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Transcending Stage ten years ago during seclusion, Mu Sha would have done even more outrageous things.

They keep asking about the whereabouts of their ancestors' children. If they really cared about that child, why didn't they come looking for him sooner? Why did they wait until the child died to come to the underworld to look for him?

Who knows if she's faking being a bereaved mother to spread misinformation?

Anqi did not reveal a single thing about what she saw and heard in the Evil Emperor's Secret Realm to Meng Jing.

Therefore, in Meng Jing's eyes, Mu Sha was nothing more than a madwoman with slightly stronger cultivation.

If even a madman can cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Transcending Stage, Meng Jing's future will definitely far surpass that of this person!

If that's the case, why is there any need to please Mu Sha?

Besides, if she really wanted to find a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Transcending stage to rely on, why would she go to such lengths?

Our ancestor Mengjin was a ready-made powerful backer.

Even if it's to show respect for her ancestors, she shouldn't continue to treat the Yu Kingdom with such courtesy.

Moreover, Meng Jing always felt that the Underworld should be the most authoritative arbiter of the Six Realms, not a jack-of-all-trades who is good at currying favor and showing off.

She had just dismissed her subordinates when she heard a voice from her ancestor.

"Xiao Jing, we can't let Ji Cunxi go!"