Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 51: After modification - 43 A Woman Who Still Has Grace Also Has a Lovable Side

Chapter 51: After modification: Chapter 43 A Woman Who Still Has Grace Also Has a Lovable Side

"How the heavens and earth first opened, how they evolved, and how life was born... I do not know, because I am unwilling to transcend to understand; I only wish to manage the Netherworld well."

With his hands clasped behind his back, Emperor Fengdu led Lu Jin’an to a black stone tablet: "However, I was born representing death. Your theory of ’rotten wood and ashes’ and ’Dead Wood Spring’ is not the first I’ve heard.

Throughout history, some have walked the Path of Life to the extreme and transcended, while others have walked the Path of Death to the extreme and transcended. The path of reversing life and death that you’re taking is not untried, but no one has succeeded."

Lu Jin’an smiled, "The predecessors plant the trees, and the later generations enjoy the shade."

"You’re not exactly enjoying the shade," Emperor Fengdu glanced at him, "especially considering the paths you’re treading are the hardest to walk. In this aspect, you truly have courage."

Lu Jin’an said softly, "The junior still has some talent."

"I don’t deny that," Emperor Fengdu smiled faintly, "reaching the Tongsheng Realm solely by talent without any special constitution is quite remarkable."

"Maybe the junior possesses an undiscovered constitution," Lu Jin’an jested, "The major constitutions of the Human Clan were named by later generations, weren’t they?"

"Perhaps." Emperor Fengdu nodded, "Everything you want is within the stone tablet; how much you can comprehend depends entirely on yourself."

"Thank you, senior," Lu Jin’an bowed.

"I just don’t want to be too tired," Emperor Fengdu said blandly, "If someday you transcend, you must add more positions to the Netherworld in that damned Heavenly Dao."

"I will remember this."

Emperor Fengdu nodded and suddenly asked, "Have you thought about what you would do if I didn’t agree to help you?"

Lu Jin’an raised the Netherworld Validation in his hand and said, "Then I’ll resign myself to visualizing the Path of Death; someday, I will snatch some Yin Ming Qi from you."

Emperor Fengdu shook his head, "You can get it today..."

"Hmm?" Lu Jin’an glanced at him in surprise, unable to think more before Emperor Fengdu waved his hand, "Quickly cultivate."

Lu Jin’an said no more, with a wave of his brocade robe’s hem, he sat cross-legged before the stone tablet, closed his eyes, and directly operated the Great Freedom Visualization Technique, causing ripples in the Sea of Consciousness, as his soul transformed death into visualization and entered the stone tablet, while his surroundings began emitting a withering decaying aura.

"Oh?" A strange light flickered in Emperor Fengdu’s eyes; no wonder this young man dares to have such bold thoughts; he possesses such an extraordinary cultivation technique.

’Visualizing death through transforming it, the young man truly has guts.’

Emperor Fengdu smiled and then turned around, his pitch-black eyes carrying the Yin Ming Qi swept through the Netherworld, stopping at a certain spot in the Soul Suppressing Corridor where there was a spiritual power resembling the Black Phoenix, then withdrew his gaze and shook his head helplessly.

This young man is truly blessed.

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Atop the Ghost City gate tower.

The seated Pei Wanyu sat straight-backed, sipping lightly on small amounts of liquor, her deep purple Ru skirt exuded a graceful demeanor, dignified yet noble. However, those eyes that usually became lazy and moist when drinking now held a slight sharpness and never left the other side of the Ghost City gate.

Pei Wanyu poured herself another cup of wine and sighed lightly. Sometimes she wished her precious disciple would obediently stay by her side to please the eye, and now and then flirt provocatively before Qingyue, but unfortunately, his aspirations reached the heavens, and he wouldn’t be a ’Golden Canary’~

’But being treated as a Golden Canary doesn’t seem too bad either...’

Pei Wanyu lightly pursed her red lips, reined in the thought of nurturing a rebellious disciple.

Besides, with her precious disciple’s strength, he still wouldn’t be able to puncture...

’What nonsense are you thinking?’

Pei Wanyu quickly suppressed her wandering thoughts. Hearing the "beep-beep" sound of the Communication Compass, she took it out conveniently.

With red rouge-tinted fingers operating the Communication Compass for a few moments, Xia Ming’s spiritual power shadow appeared.

"What’s the matter?" Pei Wanyu lazily asked, "Qingyue looking for me?"

"No, it’s not," Xia Ming quickly shook his head, "We found Zhu Nanzhi."

At these words, Pei Wanyu’s eyes slightly narrowed, "Qingyue’s efficiency is so high?"

"It wasn’t Senior Sister who found her." Xia Ming looked at the Deputy Sect Master, "Qingmiao Palace just announced to the outside that they established a new Saintess after decades without one, and her name is Zhu Nanzhi!"

At these words, Pei Wanyu raised her brows, "Qingmiao Palace?"

"Yes."

Pei Wanyu glanced down at the cup of rice wine, smacking her lips lightly, "So she really is the apprentice of that aloof woman... this is getting more and more interesting~"

She looked again at Xia Ming, "And where is Qingyue? Still in the sect?"

"Seeing that Senior Brother is not here, while Senior Sister has gone into seclusion," Xia Ming quickly said, "At that time, Senior Sister also whispered the words ’Qingmiao Palace, hard to deal with.’

Pei Wanyu chuckled slightly, thinking that if Qingyue had her cultivation and strength, she would definitely charge directly to Qingmiao Palace to chastise the woman who stole her obedient disciple.

’The apprentice trained by that woman plus the Supreme Forget Love Immortal Technique must appear cold and indifferent as well...’

Gently swaying the wine cup, Pei Wanyu’s eyes brightened, Zhu Nanzhi’s cool detachment opposite Qingyue’s aloof demeanor makes it even more interesting, right?

"What kind of spectacle will it be when they fight, or rather..."

Pei Wanyu joyfully muttered to herself, "Isn’t it more interesting if during their catfight I secretly flirt with my good disciple?"

"Interesting~" Pei Wanyu licked her red lips that seemed damp from the wine, then slightly frowned, "Does Zhu Nanzhi know about Jin’an’s identity? Never mind, not knowing is even better, this way when she meets the man of her dreams from her imagination, the dramatic scene will play out directly~"

Xia Ming, understanding nothing, looked dazedly at the Deputy Sect Master, who quickly spoke again, "By the way, Zhu Nanzhi is also the current holder of the Immortal Sword ’Zhan Ming.’"

"So she’s also a Sword Cultivator, huh." Pei Wanyu’s eyes brightened again, "Now I’ll have to let them only fight at Taichu Peak, the swooshing Sword Qi tearing clothes, splendid~"

As she spoke, Pei Wanyu formed a sword finger with her left hand in the air, quickly gesturing as if doing sound effects for the "swoosh swoosh swoosh."

Still charmingly attractive, she revealed a playful side; only if her charming face was less mischievous, it’d be more perfect.

Xia Ming dumbly watched the Deputy Sect Master, wondering why she usually doesn’t show this side. Doesn’t she want Senior Brother to see it?

Xia Ming didn’t understand; he hesitated if he should end the conversation and let the Deputy Sect Master entertain herself, as he had already reported what needed reporting.

While pondering this, Xia Ming suddenly heard a vast chant-like roar, and just as he was about to speak, Pei Wanyu, who had already collected her demeanor, said flatly, "Let’s end it here."

After putting away the Communication Compass, the inky spiritual power around Pei Wanyu like feathers of black ink dissolved into the air, and with her eyes slightly closed, she did not gaze into the distance but continued watching the Ghost City gate.

Between the billowing heavy clouds, the chant did not cease, resembling the sound of a mountain collapsing, piercing through the sky.

Swirling mists, interweaving winds and rains, ten thousand feet of golden light bloomed, faintly revealing a great beast moving, descending mightily before the Ghost Gate.

Pei Wanyu drank the rice wine in her cup in one go.

"Tsk, the Dragon Clan..."

A smile tugged at her lips, "Little Jin’an, lucky for you that Master is here too~ you must think about how to repay Master~"

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