She became a god

At the incense burner, Di Ziyu asked the servant with a dark face, "Can this jade slip still be repaired?"

“Young Master, intercontinental communication jade slips are already rare. They were made by a professional fifth-grade array cultivator, and only a fourth-grade array cultivator can be responsible for their repair. Your jade slip is also too badly damaged.”

It's all that wretched Jade-cherishing messenger's fault; he used magic to destroy it after she sent the message.

"How's Dark Seven? How's he doing?"

Just then, the person arrived.

Di Ziyu waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite. "Report the situation first."

"Yes. There is a fourth-rank array master in the southern district of Jiangcheng who said he could fix it within three days."

"Three days?" Di Ziyu frowned. "That's too slow."

The journey from the underworld to Jiangcheng takes at least three days and at most one day.

By the time the jade slip is repaired, Ye Mengying will likely have already arrived.

"Young Master, there is no information about intercontinental communication jade slips being sold in Jiangcheng."

Di Ziyu rubbed her temples. "Why is this Jiangcheng, and not..."

The Di family doesn't have many close relatives in Jiangcheng, otherwise she wouldn't have come here incognito.

If we reveal our identities, even Lord Han might not be willing to help, and it might even alert the Jade-Cherishing Envoy.

If it weren't for retrieving his brother's belongings, he wouldn't be in this dilemma.

The Nascent Soul cultivator who came to protect her has already perished; this is the lesson and warning that the Jade-Cherishing Envoy gave her.

Di Ziyu wondered how she could break the deadlock without making a sound.

Just as Di Ziyu was racking her brains for a solution, the sound of a pipa came from upstairs.

The music was really not pleasant to listen to; it was a mess.

Even a beginner could play better than that.

I don't know which lost soul went mad in the middle of the night and started playing the pipa without any barriers.

Di Ziyu was already annoyed, and the music only made her more so.

He inevitably lost his usual composure and rushed upstairs to confront her.

"Making noise at night and disturbing the peace, if you want to appear cultured, you should at least see if you have the ability to back it up."

"Playing this badly and not even setting up a sound barrier, are you crazy?"

The person playing the pipa had his back to the door, but turned around when he heard the cursing.

The young man's clothes were disheveled, his long hair was loose, and he looked at people with only his starry eyes.

"It's you? Lu Mingze? You've been living above me all this time?"

Upon seeing an acquaintance, Di Ziyu's anger immediately subsided by half.

But he still didn't give her a pleasant look, and said sarcastically, "You are the son-in-law of Lord Han, why do you need to play the pipa to relieve your sorrow?"

But in his heart, he was already calculating whether he could take this opportunity to get in touch with Lord Han.

Ye Qingzhou raised his eyelids slightly. "Miss Yun, you're really in a bad mood today. Who upset you?"

In the past, Di Ziyu would never have wanted to talk to Lu Mingze.

But now, apart from Lu Mingze, she has no one else to talk to.

“My intercontinental jade slip was damaged, but I have an urgent matter to attend to.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhou smiled slightly, "One quarter, ten high-grade spirit stones."

"Are you trying to rob me?...Wait, you have an intercontinental jade slip?"

Is this something unusual?

The intercontinental jade slip is like the latest Apple product in the cultivation world; only the wealthy can afford it.

Why would Lu Mingze, who is so rich and talented, choose to marry into another family?

Could he really be the hidden orphan of the Lu family?

Ye Qingzhou put down the pipa, yawned, and waved her hand, "Do you still want it?"

Di Ziyu nodded, "Yes."

Ye Qingzhou took the spirit stone, handed the jade slip to Di Ziyu, and casually asked, "Who's the blind fool who dared to damage our Miss Jinzun Yu Guiyun's things?"

Flattery is indeed pleasant to hear, but Di Ziyu, still full of complaints, added, "A bad old woman."

"A higher cultivation level than you is the Nascent Soul stage. Female cultivators at this level don't need to transform themselves to look younger, but there's no need to make themselves look this old, is there?"

"Who knows? The name and the appearance don't match at all. Maybe next time..."

Di Ziyu stopped talking at this point. She sent a message to Ye Mengying asking her not to come, and also sent a message to her family asking for help.

After sending the message, he tossed the jade slip to Ye Qingzhou and hurriedly left.

Only Ye Qingzhou held the jade slip in deep thought, "Di Ziyu is intelligent and calm, with an outstanding family background, yet she is so furious today. Who did she go to see?"

Miss Han's request is 70% complete, but Xue Suimu and Lin Jingchuan are nowhere to be seen, and Wen Xichun has also run away. She's quite bored.

Ye Qingzhou summoned the Mirror of Love and Lust, using the lingering scent of Emperor Ziyu on the jade slip as a guide to trace back to the past.

"The Jade-Cherishing Envoy? Interesting."

"Speaking of which, Sister Chun seems to have mentioned that she killed someone from Canghai Pavilion... I think it was Gu Yu?"

"Could this old woman be here to settle scores with Sister Chun?"

"Could it be that Sister Chun suddenly left to avoid her?"

But since Wenxi Chunren has already left, wouldn't the old woman have to look for herself first when looking for someone?

No... I need to think of a good way to get out of here.

Should they continue to impersonate Lu Mingze and fish in troubled waters, or should they actively lure the enemy deep into their territory?

Ye Qingzhou rested his chin on his hand, deep in thought.

The rain in Jiangcheng comes suddenly and shows no mercy; the cold wind and rain chill both body and soul.