She became a god

Ye Qingzhou was so engrossed in contemplating fate that he didn't notice the expressions of the others.

If they had stayed even a moment longer, Wen and Lin would no longer be able to hide the fact that they had heard each other's thoughts.

The reason is simple: these two people aren't good at saving face.

If Yuantong hadn't had its own matters to consider, their trio of three and one bear would probably have disbanded soon.

After making her harsh remarks, Di Ziyu left with the Ye sisters. It was only when the Shi siblings finished their meditation and came to express their gratitude that the deadlock was broken.

These two demons were somewhat thick-skinned compared to the other cultivators; otherwise, they wouldn't still believe that Qi Yan was killed by the Mingtian Squad and wouldn't even know the reason why the Di family siblings had murderous intentions. Naturally, they couldn't detect the undercurrents of these four saviors.

"Thank you so much, fellow Daoists, for standing up for us in this injustice. My siblings and I are extremely grateful, and here are some spirit stones as a token of our appreciation."

Shi Lingyu took out a Qiankun bag, which Ye Qingzhou quickly took. He secretly glanced at it with his divine sense and saw three thousand high-grade spirit stones. What a rich demon!

A smile instantly bloomed on Ye Qingzhou's face. "We cultivators should naturally help the weak and punish the strong, and relieve the distressed. You're too kind, brother."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, they said their goodbyes.

After finding a stone cave to take shelter in, Shi Lingyi asked, "Brother, why don't we form an alliance with them? That way we won't have to worry about Mingtian coming back."

Shi Lingyu smiled helplessly, "My dear sister, you are still too young. We are seriously injured right now, and we would be a burden wherever we go. If we follow Ye Qingzhou and the others, we will definitely have to give up some resources."

"It wouldn't matter if we had to give money, but money can be a powerful motivator. What if they also want to kill us siblings and rob us?"

Shi Lingyi then felt a chill of fear. "Brother is so shrewd and experienced. We shouldn't go out until we're fully recovered."

"We not only need to recover from our injuries, but also continue our cultivation to strive for a breakthrough in a minor realm."

Shi Lingyu formed hand seals and applied several layers of seals before she could focus on her cultivation.

Ye Qingzhou returned to her cave dwelling, where she hugged the spirit stone and grinned foolishly.

"Shi Lingyu gave three thousand high-grade spirit stones. We will divide them according to our contributions. Sister Chun contributed the most, so nine hundred stones will go to her."

“My brother, Brother Chuan and I each contributed about the same amount of effort, so we each received 700 yuan.”

As she spoke, she counted the spirit stones and distributed them to everyone.

Wen Xichun, on the other hand, always had a stern face, and no matter how turbulent her heart was, she didn't show much emotion on her face.

Lin Jingchuan, however, was not so lucky. After all, he was a young master, and his fear of fate made him somewhat uneasy. When he was receiving the spirit stones, Ye Qingzhou noticed something was wrong.

"Brother Chuan, your hands are shaking." Ye Qingzhou asked, puzzled. "Is it because you have a life on your hands? But you were perfectly fine right after you killed him."

If Lin Jingchuan had known earlier that killing Di Zixuan was his destiny, he would never have made a move.

But how could he dare to tell Ye Qingzhou about these thoughts?

He could only touch his nose and laugh, "I've never earned so many spirit stones on my own before, haha."

The reason was quite plausible. Ye Qingzhou was all smiles on the surface, but he also had some worries on his mind, so he didn't delve into Lin Jingchuan's loss of composure.

Ye Qingzhou found an excuse, pulled Yuan Tong aside, threw the spirit stone bag at his chest, burned an anti-peeping talisman first, and then asked, "Are you Jingzhe? Who is Jingzhe?"

"Of course not. I have no idea why Benefactor Di Zixuan would slander me with baseless accusations. I suppose he's angry that I joined the battle and, in his anger, he spoke recklessly. If you really believe him, wouldn't you have fallen for his scheme to sow discord?"

"I was just asking casually, but it's good that you're not. If Father knew that you had become Jingzhe, one of the top twenty-four assassins of Canghai Pavilion, he would definitely cry again."

"Again? Does your uncle cry often?"

"Yes." Ye Qingzhou nodded. "His eyes often fill with tears whenever he mentions you, because he's afraid you're not doing well in the Buddhist order and feels ashamed to face your ancestors."

"Aren't you going to try to persuade him?" Yuantong couldn't stand Ye Qingzhou's casual attitude.

Ye Qingzhou could also sense the reprimand in the tone, and retorted defiantly, "I tried to persuade you, but it was no use. Do you really want me to have someone tie me up and force me to renounce my vows and get married?"

“I don’t want to,” Yuantong said seriously. “The Lu family doesn’t need any more descendants. My uncle, you, and I, the three of us living well is the greatest blessing.”

After testing the waters and seeing that Yuantong was still determined to die and not continue the family line, Ye Qingzhou's doubts were greatly dispelled, but he still needed to quickly distance himself from the matter.

"I am a purebred red panda, with no human blood whatsoever, and certainly not a member of the Lu family. My father married my mother, so he can't be considered a member of the Lu family either. Since you are a nun, you naturally don't have a family either, so don't go around talking nonsense outside."

Yuantong was silent for a moment before saying, "You're right, there's no one left in the Lu family."

They all knew in their hearts that it would be difficult for the Lu family to rebuild, and those who survived could only eke out a living unless they possessed cultivation levels that could overwhelm the world.

Neither of them nor the bear are present now; survival is the only way to stay alive.

The atmosphere fell silent until Ye Qingzhou's almond-shaped eyes darted around, "Brother, do you have Eight Merits Water?"

The Eight Merits Water, also known as the Eight Perfections Water, refers to water that possesses eight extraordinary merits.

The Eight Virtues Water is a sacred object in Buddhism, representing the Buddhist fortune, merits, and devout faith, and possesses countless miraculous uses.

As a holy son of Buddhism in this generation, Yuantong naturally possessed such qualities.

But he only had two small bottles of this Buddhist sacred object on him.

What do you need it for?

"Hey bro, look at me, have you noticed anything?"

Yuantong looked at him carefully and said, "He's a bit too tall and a bit too fat."

"Hmph!" Ye Qingzhou said with some dissatisfaction, "You call yourself a master, yet you don't even have the ability to see through appearances to the essence of things."

Yuantong didn't reply, waiting for her to reveal her true intentions, "Can't you see how stiff my hair is?"

"You're not in your original form right now, how could I tell?"

Yuantong had already vaguely guessed her plan, but he was still shocked when he heard her request.

"Give me a few drops of the Eight Merits Water, I want to mix it with clean water to clean my hair!"

"No."

Yuantong isn't crazy; how could he use the priceless Eight Virtues Water to groom Ye Qingzhou's hair?

Moreover, now that he's given his consent, Ye Qingzhou will definitely insist on using the Eight Virtues Water from now on.

A moment of weakness will surely lead to great trouble. No matter how much Ye Qingzhou pleaded, he would never give in.

Seeing this, Ye Qingzhou also lost her temper, "If you don't give it to me, I'll tell Father that you're going to work as an assassin at Canghai Pavilion."

Three drops.

Ye Qingzhou was overjoyed and wanted more, "Five drops!"

"Two drops," Yuantong said coldly.

Ye Qingzhou wanted to negotiate the price but was afraid of angering Yuantong, so he could only get one drop and said dejectedly, "Deal."

After Yuantong reluctantly gave him two drops of the Eight Merits Water and left, Ye Qingzhou chuckled softly.

Hehe, I wouldn't dare use the Eight Virtues Water to groom my hair.

If Yuantong knew I used holy water from Buddhism to brew wine, he probably wouldn't give it to me even if he were beaten to death.

Just as Wen Xichun was about to try and get information out of him, he heard Ye Qingzhou's inner thoughts and couldn't help but light a candle for Yuantong for three seconds.

When Ye Qingzhou saw that it was her, he immediately smiled and said, "I have something good to show you?"

Is it the Eight Virtues Water?

To Wen Xichun's surprise, it turned out to be a mirror.

The mirror was of an ancient design, its surface covered in dust; it was hardly a good item, and even in the human world, it would be unsellable.

If Wen Xichun hadn't known that Ye Qingzhou was shrewd and capable, she would have suspected that she had been tricked.

What's so special about it?

"You'll know once you hold it."

Upon receiving this, Wenxi Chun felt as if she had fallen into the deepest hell, yet she could faintly hear the laughter of Peach Blossom Spring.