She became a god

"I heard you and Ji Cunxi have a falling out?"

Ye Qingzhou said, "Why are you all so concerned about this matter? The Empress, the Emperor, Su Mingzhu, Xiyu and other cultivators have all asked me for confirmation. Is it such a big deal that Ji Cunxi and I have a conflict?"

"Perhaps it's because everyone has seen how good you are to her that it seems so unbelievable."

Ye Qingzhou shrugged. "Ah-Hei, you know I've lost a lot of my memories. I don't know why you all say I was good to Ji Cunxi. If I really was good to Ji Cunxi before, it just means that the Ji Cunxi of the past deserved my kindness."

"Now... Ji Cunxi calls me awful simply because I'm not tolerant of all women. I tried to reason with her, but she insisted on morally blackmailing me. I'm not a clay doll; can't I have a temper?"

Feng Rui said, "I'm just afraid that you'll feel regret and embarrassment after you regain your memories."

Ye Qingzhou said, "What's there to regret about losing a foolish friend who repeatedly tried to morally blackmail me and then verbally abused me when he failed?"

“Since you all say we are friends, then she and I should have an equal relationship. Ji Cunxi has the freedom to say that I am more vicious than men if I don’t tolerate all women, and I also have the freedom to stay away from people who morally blackmail me, right?”

"Making friends is for happiness, not for suffering. Do I look like someone who enjoys being mistreated?"

Feng Hui laughed, "Of course not, you're the one who makes other living beings suffer."

"That's right! It takes skill to make other creatures suffer, and it's cowardly to let other creatures suffer. I don't want to be a cowardly woman, I want to be a capable and strong woman!"

Feng Wei said gently, "I know that one day you will become a peerless heroine!"

Ye Qingzhou nodded. "Ah-Jie is the best at speaking. Ah-Jie, let me ask you, why are those cultivators so afraid of Wan-Jun? Wan-Jun clearly mended the heavens and saved countless lives from violent death, but they are not grateful to Wan-Jun at all. On the contrary, they are very secretive about Wan-Jun and avoid talking about her."

"As for me, who looks like Wan Jun, they distanced themselves from me and disliked me without asking any questions. I think they are not as righteous as they say. They are just afraid of my face and the other person who has this face—Wan Jun."

Feng Hui said in a deep voice, "More than ten thousand years ago, too many cultivators died in the Great War of Exterminating Evil. Before that war, there were thousands of Tribulation Transcending cultivators in the Six Realms. After that war, the Six Realms could only gather a few dozen Tribulation Transcending cultivators at most."

“I think they must be terrified of living a life where they are trampled on by cults.”

Ye Qingzhou curled her lip, "Does their fear of Wan Jun stop her from doing what she wants?"

Feng Rui replied decisively, "Of course not."

Then he asked, "Zhouzhou, what do you think Wanjun wants to do?"

"I don't know, but I always feel that she must have some goal she wanted to achieve, otherwise why would she suddenly reappear in front of the public after disappearing for ten thousand years?"

Feng Ai said, "If I remember correctly, when I first met Senior Wan Jun, she seemed to be collecting debts from Senior Mu Sha and Senior Wen Ning. Do you think there might still be cultivators on Yunying Continent who owe Senior Wan Jun debts that haven't been repaid?"

Ye Qingzhou pondered for a moment before replying, "There will definitely be more, and there will be more and more."

"Oh?"

“Ah-hee, do you know about usury? It’s when the rich take out their surplus money and give it to the poor who desperately need it, at the cost of the poor paying interest that is much higher than the market rate. In the cultivation world, Wan-jun is undoubtedly a rich person, and all the other cultivators are poor people in front of her.”

Feng Rui's expression was one of surprise and uncertainty. "If I ask my sister to lower the loan interest rate for the Demon Realm Spirit Treasure Pavilion and increase the loan amount, it should be in time, right?"

If Wan Jun is indeed lending money at exorbitant interest rates, given her methods of debt collection, the debtors would likely be skinned alive.

If a large number of debtors appear in the demon realm, the interest that Wan Jun demands could be enough to devour the entire demon realm.

Ye Qingzhou stopped her, saying, "It's no use. We simply can't afford what Wanjun can provide."

Thinking of Mu Sha's top-grade Shan Yang Jade and Wen Ning's top-grade Shan Yin Jade, Feng Mei had to admit that the demon realm's treasure trove rarely had spiritual treasures that could rival them.

"But we can't just sit here and wait to die, can we?"

Wan Jun is like a ferocious beast lurking in the shadows, poised to strike and deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Ye Qingzhou comforted him, "Don't worry, if chaos is to break out, it will be in the human realm first."

Feng Hui asked in confusion, "Why are you so certain that the human realm will be the first to suffer?"

"First, it is known that the two cultivators being pursued by Wan Jun for debt are both from the human realm. Second, the human realm has the largest population and the least resources per capita, so its resistance to Wan Jun's lending is definitely the weakest. Third, the human realm has too much karma, and its merits are about to be unable to suppress the overwhelming karma."

Feng Rui hesitated and asked, "Did you have a premonition of something?"

Ye Qingzhou was, after all, the number one diviner of this generation, and she also possessed half of the bloodline of time and space. Perhaps she had indeed glimpsed some extraordinary secrets of heaven.

Ye Qingzhou smiled without saying a word, but simply took Feng Hui's hand and intertwined their fingers little by little.

The next moment, Feng Hui felt a bright light before her eyes. Looking closely, she saw wisps of black energy in the southwest, flying towards the golden pillar of merit in the human realm.

Looking again, deep within the black mist were the blurry corpses of hundreds of millions of infants.

Countless infant faces displayed twisted and chilling smiles, their gaping maws repeatedly proclaiming, "I will not reincarnate, I will pay with my life!"

Those were the roars of the wronged souls from the Abandoned Infant Tower in the Underworld. The thick golden pillar of merit in the human world was gradually dimming under the invasion of the black mist.

However, this black mist alone is not enough to destroy the Golden Pillar of Merit in the human realm.

Ye Qingzhou's voice came from beside her ear, "Look down."

Feng Hui looked down as instructed and saw a sea of ​​blood. Deep within the blood were countless skulls with red cloth covering their heads, their spines and feet twisted.

These skeletons, hand in hand, slowly moved toward the Golden Pillar of Merit.

The skeletons danced around the golden pillar of merit, their blood energy growing stronger as they drew closer to it.

Feng Hui could still hear their singing.

"Women suffer, bound feet, yet I am expected to be a lady."

"Women suffer, red candles and red veils, I am to be the bride."

"Women suffer, sacrificing their lives for the country, yet I am asked to conceal my achievements."

"Women suffer, carrying a child for ten months, and then I have to give up my surname."

"Women suffer, childbirth hemorrhage, I have to save the baby."

"Women suffer, they do their best to manage the household, and are expected to obey their fathers and husbands."

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Ye Qingzhou sighed, "Women suffer too much. With their blood and qi intertwined with the black mist, the golden pillar of merit in the human realm simply cannot last long."

"When the Golden Pillar of Merit collapses, all sins will be settled, and only then will these women who died unjustly be able to find true peace."