She became a god

On the seventh day after entering the Langya Secret Realm, Di Ziyu finally realized that something was wrong.

Everything went so smoothly!

The aura of the Langya Qin was constantly tempting Di Ziyu to get closer, but the journey had been far too smooth.

Even if some strange beasts attack or ancient formations trap them, they can always turn misfortune into good fortune and danger into safety.

Shunde made Di Ziyu hesitate for a moment. She looked at Xue Suimu beside her and said, "Please fetch it for me, Young Master Xue."

Xue Suimu pursed her lips and said, "Fellow Daoist, you don't believe me?"

Di Ziyu smiled slightly but did not answer.

There was never much trust between them to begin with.

The accompanying guards were all watching this side, but Xue Suimu had no one he could rely on.

A moment later, Xue Suimu lowered his eyes and walked to the stone table where the Langya Qin was placed. His slender fingers touched the famous zither and plucked it. The zither immediately produced a clear and melodious sound.

This ancient zither, which has been sealed away for many years, has not lost its charm with the passage of time. Although its appearance is somewhat rustic, there are still dark red bloodstains on the head of the zither.

However, all music cultivators know that the owner of the Langya Qin also participated in a great battle to eliminate evil cultivators ten thousand years ago. Before being sealed away, that evil cultivator took the lives of many cultivators.

The owner of the Langya Qin was one of them.

The bloodstains on the head of the zither belong to its former owner, but may also be from that evil cultivator.

As the snow fell, Di Ziyu brought the zither to her and immediately dripped her blood to bind it to her.

Only then did they discover that the Langya Qin had indeed been affected by the blood of a powerful being, becoming tainted with karma and dropping to the lower-grade earth level.

Di Ziyu felt an overwhelming heartache and could only console herself by returning to her clan to heal, hoping that one day she could return to the Heavenly Rank.

"Fellow Daoist Emperor, you have obtained the Langya Qin, then I..."

"You'd better run away! Don't let me run into you again."

Having obtained the Langya Qin, Di Ziyu had neither the need nor the inclination to concern herself with Xue Suimu.

The principle of "minding one's own business" applies to everyone.

Di Ziyu's attitude of coming when summoned and leaving when dismissed did not anger Xue Suimu. He simply accepted it all in silence and gradually walked away.

"He's smart to back down," Di Ziyu remarked. If Xue Suimu had only acted out of anger at the end of the day, he would have had a reason to take action.

Yes, Di Ziyu said those things on purpose to provoke Xue Suimu.

She did indeed have a pact with Xue Suimu: she would release the person once the Langya Qin was found.

But the covenant did not say that after letting her go, if Xue Suimu made a move, she could not capture her again.

No one would complain about having too much, and Di Ziyu naturally wanted to acquire another Ice Soul Divine Sword.

According to legend, Xue Suimu felt insulted because her father favored her, which led her to harm her brothers.

Inspired by the rumors, Di Ziyu devised a plan to provoke Xue Suimu, but she underestimated Xue Suimu's cunning.

"This boy is cunning and ruthless. If he is allowed to grow up, he will surely become a figure of great importance."

After hearing Di Ziyu's analysis, the guard commander was eager to take action and stood up to volunteer.

"Young Miss, then we must secretly assassinate him."

Three breaths later, Di Ziyu waved his hand, "Even if he causes trouble, it is only in the Central Continent and the human realm that he causes trouble. What does it have to do with my Heavenly Realm?"

It's better to avoid trouble. The Langya Qin is so precious, it would be better for her to bring it back to her clan as soon as possible.

"By the way, are the Lin siblings dead?"

Unexpectedly, Xue Suimu turned out to be a very composed person.

Upon hearing this, the commander looked troubled. "The whereabouts of the Lin siblings are unknown."

Di Ziyu's face was grim. "Where did they last appear?"

"Jiangcheng."

"Let's go to Jiangcheng first and capture the Lin siblings."

Di Ziyu immediately gave the order, and two tear tracks streamed down her beautiful face.

Zixuan, your elder sister will definitely avenge you!

Leaving aside how Di Ziyu was sharpening her knives, let's talk about Ye Qingzhou's side.

Relying on her knowledge of the "Formless Divine Technique," she swaggered around Snow City every day.

They weren't intimidated by patrolling soldiers; instead, they chatted with them.

Even Wen Xichun, a ruthless swordsman who was used to killing, thought Ye Qingzhou was incredibly bold.

That day, Ye Qingzhou put down his bowl after taking a few bites of fried yogurt. "It's boring, it's boring. I've eaten it all before, there's nothing new."

"Are you going?"

"Of course, there's nothing fun here, so why would I stay?"

We've eaten what we wanted to eat, played what we wanted to play, and the person we were looking for is nowhere to be found.

"where?"

Ye Qingzhou replied with a grin, "Sister Chun, I'm definitely not going home. I haven't had enough time with you yet."

"Point."

"Hey! What do you think of Jiangcheng?"

"In Jiangcheng?"

Ye Qingzhou blinked. "It's hard to say."

If Xue Suimu hadn't been in Jiangcheng, why would Ye Qingzhou have gone there?

To be honest, sometimes Wen Xichun was quite envious of Ye Qingzhou.

She didn't seem to do much searching, yet she could easily guess Xue Suimu's true whereabouts.

Wen Xichun only found out yesterday that Xue Suimu might be in Jiangcheng, and Ye Qingzhou is about to set off today.

Sometimes, Wen Xichun really suspected that Ye Qingzhou was the one who was eavesdropping on her thoughts.

Ye Qingzhou stretched and raised his right fist horizontally, "Jiangcheng, here I come!"

She would never let anyone know that she secretly told fortunes every night under the guise of listening to music.

Oh, snowy year's end, you are such a troublesome little devil, making me instinctively consult the oracle every night.

Hmph! Once instinct catches you, I'll definitely plunder your wealth to settle the score!