The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

Qingwu and the other two were scavenging for all sorts of treasures in the secret realm. In all the hundreds of years Qingwu had lived, she had never had such a wonderful time traveling outside. Her hands were almost cramping from picking up all kinds of spiritual treasures.

Qingwu felt that the chubby boy Yu Bingwen knew was practically a treasure-hunting guide in the cultivation world. Meeting him was a blessing for someone like her. She had already started thinking about how to recruit him to their Dao Sect, or more accurately, to her own sect. She wanted to carry this "treasure" with her at all times.

"I'm rich! I'm rich! I never thought that I, the most beautiful woman in the cultivation world, would soon become a top-tier rich woman."

"a ha ha ha…"

As Qingwu was thinking, she suddenly burst out laughing. That infectious laughter was simply amazing.

Hao Jujin also heard the demonic laughter and was somewhat frightened. He secretly sent a telepathic message to Yu Bingwen.

"Brother Li, do you think that senior in the back is crazy? His smile is so creepy and malicious. I have a chilling, bad feeling about him."

Yu Bingwen was speechless when he heard his uncle's demonic laughter. He was now able to keep his expression normal, after all, he had been embarrassed with his uncle for a long time.

He calmly replied, "It's okay, you'll get used to it. This is just the beginning of your acquaintance with her."

Hao Jujin found it hard to believe. This was just the beginning. This senior had some peculiar habits. He liked to stalk people and help them solve their problems. He was a good person, but he always felt like he was being watched by a cunning vixen.

But she didn't say much. She just wanted to escape this strange feeling. At first, it wasn't obvious, but later Qingwu's gaze became more and more blatant, and the feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger. Later, it was hard to ignore.

Hao Juying could only grit his teeth and try his best to ignore the poor gaze behind him.

In fact, Qingwu was discovered not long after he started following them, mainly because Yu Bingwen was quite cautious.

When they first arrived at the secret realm, they happened to encounter a nest of Thousand-Mile Spiders. The adult Thousand-Mile Spiders had been killed, leaving only two baby spiders. Yu Bingwen looked at the two little cuties and thought that they had lost their mother and would not be able to survive alone, so he took them with him and took away all the spider silk around them.

This thousand-mile spider silk is a wonderful thing. As long as it is placed nearby, one can see the surrounding scene through the spider silk with divine sense. Moreover, the spider silk is transparent and thin, making it difficult for others to detect. It is perfect for monitoring others. Just in case, before entering the spirit beast's territory, he used the spider silk to monitor the spirit beast and other cultivators. That's how he accidentally discovered his martial uncle.

Yu Bingwen understood his martial aunt's intentions. She wouldn't easily appear before he was in mortal danger, and she even helped him stir up trouble outside and buy time on several occasions afterward.

So when he learned that his uncle was following him, he informed Hao Jujin. Although he didn't tell him the details, they secretly gave Qingwu a lot of good stuff, and both of them pretended not to know.

Yu Bingwen understood Qingwu well. He knew that she couldn't move when she saw those spiritual treasures, and he also knew that she wouldn't let anything go. She would even pluck a dog that passed by on the roadside. So he would definitely not let those things go. Therefore, he only picked up some of the good ones and left the rest to his own martial uncle. This saved time and satisfied his martial uncle. It was a win-win situation.

As Yu Bingwen thought about it, he couldn't help but complain in his heart, "Uncle-Master, I can understand that you like all kinds of spiritual treasures, but your gaze is too blatant! It's hard for us to pretend we don't know. And judging from your expression, you're clearly eyeing Hao Juying."

Although I've spent some time with Hao Juying, I've found him to be a pretty good person. He's got a knack for attracting wealth, a true lucky charm—that's the perfect description for him. He's also quite honest and kind, though sometimes a bit silly and completely trusting. Because of this, I'm a little worried about him, so I've entrusted him to my martial uncle.

Yu Bingwen had already begun to imagine the miserable life his uncle would lead after he tricked and deceived Hao Jujin.

In Yu Bingwen's imagination...

The imagined Qingwu, her entire figure exuding a strong sense of calculation and exploitation, spoke, "Good disciple~ obediently lead the way for your master, and your master will seize all the spiritual treasures in this world and become the richest person! Ahahaha..."

The imagined Hao Jujin was weak and helpless, his body shrunken, his face pale, his eyes bruised, and his whole body limp, looking like he was about to die suddenly. He spoke in a trembling voice, "Master, your disciple has not slept or rested for a long time, and I feel like I'm about to die!"

Imagine Qingwu, speaking in a vicious tone, said, "What did you say? You actually dare to disobey your master's orders? Do you want to betray your master and ancestors? You feel like you're about to die. If you don't leave now, I'll make you lie down and rest forever."

The imagined Hao Jujin, trembling all over, led the way, crying and shouting, "Senior Brother, please save me!"

When his fantasy ended, Yu Bingwen shuddered. No, his thought was too malicious; his martial uncle couldn't possibly be like that.

Hao Jujin saw the person beside him shiver and asked curiously, "Brother Li, what's wrong? Are you feeling cold?"

Yu Bingwen glanced at the sun overhead, then looked at the little dazed boy in front of him with a complicated expression.

Looking at the silly boy in front of him, if his martial uncle wanted to cheat him, he would definitely sell him out. He might even be counting money for his martial uncle while being cheated!

Yu Bingwen thought sympathetically, "Ah, brother, I can't stop my uncle from turning his crazy idea into reality, but if necessary, I'll plead with Master and Second Uncle to save your life. Brother, there's nothing I can do for you, this is all I can do. If I can't save you, I'll visit your grave every holiday. Good luck!"

Yu Bingwen not only thought that way, but his eyes were also full of sympathy when he looked at Hao Jujin, which startled Hao Jujin.

Hao Jujin looked at Brother Li's strange expression, his eyes almost overflowing with sympathy. He was completely bewildered and was about to ask when Yu Bingwen walked over, patted his shoulder hard, and said something completely unexpected.

"Good luck!"

Although Hao Jujin felt something was off and his mind was still a bit foggy, he still replied politely.

"Thank you!"

To be honest, Hao Juji felt this was a strange feeling, because no one had ever said "good luck" to her before. His luck had always been off the charts, and he had always heard others say it to each other. Today, someone actually said it to him, and he felt a little excited, even though he didn't know why. Brother Li's expression and words were inexplicable, but that didn't stop him from being happy!

Yu Bingwen looked at the clueless, dumbfounded man and instantly felt as if they were not on the same wavelength. He felt a pale sense of powerlessness and lowered his head, holding his forehead with his hand.

Thinking to himself, "I shouldn't have meddled in other people's business. I was just worrying for nothing. With his silly appearance, if he didn't have a master like my uncle, he would suffer sooner or later. Anyway, he would suffer losses everywhere. He even suffers losses from his own family, so it's not a loss for him."

Then he sighed to himself, "Ah, it's all a person's fate, what right do I have to interfere?"

With these thoughts in mind, Yu Bingwen walked ahead with heavy steps, his back revealing a chilling feeling that said, "You don't understand me."

Hao Jujin followed behind, grinning foolishly. Many years later, he realized why his senior brother had looked at him with such pity and said such nonsensical things. It wasn't a blessing; it was practically a curse.

If he had known things would turn out this way, he wouldn't have been so persistent in trying to get into the secret realm. Instead, he would have packed his things immediately and moved as far away from Qingwu as possible, so that he wouldn't have been tricked by that old schemer and then have to think about whether or not to betray his master and ancestors every day.