Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 81 - 72 "Husband, you must... properly chastise the ’Cold Saintess’, okay~

Chapter 81: Chapter 72 "Husband, you must... properly chastise the ’Cold Saintess’, okay~

From the Northern Boundary’s Qingmiao Domain to the Central Region’s Chang’an Domain, a flying boat shaped like a pure white palace, bearing the Qingmiao Palace’s Flying Banner, parted the clouds and left a brilliant trail across the sky.

The Wandao Sect’s Sect Master, Zheng Dongliu, invited the Hundred Clans to his twenty-thousand-year birthday celebration. Therefore, the Qingmiao Palace made appropriate arrangements to attend the banquet.

The Palace Master, along with two Vice Palace Masters and three elders, led several disciples to the event.

Because the banquet inevitably involves inter-sect disciple sparring sessions.

"Palace Master, it’s your turn to place a piece... Palace Master, Palace Master?" One of the Qingmiao Palace Vice Palace Masters, Gu Chenxi, looked in confusion at the somewhat spaced-out Xiao Yinruo; it was the first time she had seen the Palace Master in such a state.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yinruo, snapping back to reality, glanced at the chessboard and, after exhaling softly, said to the other Vice Palace Master Yi Beiyao, who was watching the game, "Play for me. I’m going out for some air."

As they watched the Palace Master leave, Gu Chenxi and Yi Beiyao exchanged a puzzled look. What was happening with the Palace Master?

Outside, Xiao Yinruo caught sight of Zhu Nanzhi also enjoying the breeze, her gaze involuntarily becoming complicated.

The scene from the Jingxin Pavilion resurfaced in Xiao Yinruo’s mind. She couldn’t help but wonder, if a secluded retreat was so ’shocking,’ then what kind of ’husband-like scene’ existed at Nanzhi’s daily residence, the Tingquan Small House?

More exaggerated?

Just the thought made Xiao Yinruo’s skin crawl.

After two days of contemplation, Xiao Yinruo felt that Nanzhi behaved in such a manner because she was ’sick,’ a kind of ’obsession magic’ sickness.

But Nanzhi, with her Pristine Immortal Body, couldn’t be disturbed by a Heart Demon, so it must be a ’sickness’ purely stemming from Lu Jin’an.

’Love sickness? No, if that were the case, she would be too deep in love to continue on the Forget Love Path, yet Nanzhi is already in Harmonization...’

Worry flashed in Xiao Yinruo’s eyes; as the Qingmiao Palace Master, a thought had surfaced in her mind.

That was, Nanzhi’s possessiveness had reached a pathological level.

Though she had not seen it, she had heard of female cultivators in Qingmiao Palace who walked a similar Forget Love Path.

She never expected Nanzhi to have such a disposition—could it be that during her years of focused cultivation she read about past experiences from palace records, thus triggering this nature?

Xiao Yinruo didn’t know, but she was clear about the fate of such female cultivators—they became increasingly mad.

She didn’t want Nanzhi to become that kind of madwoman.

In her line of sight, the summer wind gently lifted Zhu Nanzhi’s deep green hair, swaying the azure droplet earrings on her earlobes.

She extended a hand as if to feel the gentle breeze; her light sleeves fell from her wrists, revealing skin as smooth as jade that shone brilliantly in the sunlight, giving Xiao Yinruo an illusion of competing with the sun’s radiance.

Watching this, Xiao Yinruo couldn’t help but take a few more glances, her mind once again puzzled: if Nanzhi’s possessiveness toward Lu Jin’an were so pathological, why hadn’t she shown any signs of ’love-madness’?

She was about to meet her long-anticipated ’husband,’ so why maintain such a cold and aloof demeanor?

"Nanzhi," Xiao Yinruo called softly.

Zhu Nanzhi seemed startled for a moment, then turned to salute Xiao Yinruo, "Master."

In the sunlight, Zhu Nanzhi’s skin appeared carved from white jade, emitting a lustrous sheen, as flawless as a newborn baby’s.

Her azure eyes, slightly dreamy with a hint of moisture, glowed against slightly flushed cheeks, adding a touch of color to her cold demeanor.

Was it an illusion, or did Xiao Yinruo sense a slight tremble in her disciple’s voice?

And why were her cheeks a bit red?

Was it from the sun?

After her salute, Zhu Nanzhi lightly pressed her lips and spoke in a now cool voice, "Disciple has a question for Master."

Looking at the calm demeanor of Zhu Nanzhi, Xiao Yinruo suppressed her own thoughts and smiled slightly, "Ask."

Zhu Nanzhi gazed into Xiao Yinruo’s eyes and quietly spoke, "When Disciple returned to the palace, you asked if Lu Jin’an had been refined into a Sword Spirit by the disciple. Why did you think the disciple would do such a thing?"

Xiao Yinruo walked over to her side, "Because similar things happened with elders and disciples in the palace before."

Zhu Nanzhi turned to face the vast sky, "Why has the disciple never seen this?"

"They were deeply mired, unable to extricate themselves, and eventually left." Xiao Yinruo looked at her good disciple’s profile, "This palace is worried you might also..."

"Disciple will not." Zhu Nanzhi shook her head, "Their leaving only shows that their love was not deep enough. It’s their own fault. Disciple is different.

In the disciple’s understanding, Forget Love is not without emotion. ’Forget’ is the essence, and ’emotion’ is the obsession. The predecessors who left were too obsessed, forgetting the essence of ’forgetting.’"

Xiao Yinruo narrowed her eyes slightly, "Supreme Forget Love is not without emotion, seeing through mundane feelings to consolidate the Dao heart... Do you think you see through it?"

Zhu Nanzhi’s expression was indifferent, "Seeing through doesn’t mean letting go. To the disciple, emotion is no burden. Emotion is the disciple’s desire, and love is the disciple’s strength, nothing more."

Xiao Yinruo thought that it was not without reason that Nanzhi harmonized so quickly.

"Since that’s the case..." Xiao Yinruo crossed her arms, "You’re about to see your ’husband’ soon, why not smile?"

Zhu Nanzhi turned to look at Xiao Yinruo, "Master, you do not walk the Forget Love Path of lovers’ affection, so you do not understand."

"Haha..."

Xiao Yinruo felt herself being looked down upon by her disciple.

’I’ve eaten more Spirit Fruits than you’ve lived years, yet you say I don’t understand...’

Xiao Yinruo was silent for a few seconds, as if realizing she really didn’t understand?

Bah!

This palace has its own Forget Love Path, why understand hers?

Xiao Yinruo’s gaze shifted down to the icy white Jade Pendant on Zhu Nanzhi’s waist. Previously unnoticed, it was now clear that a small meditative carving of Lu Jin’an was etched inside the smooth pendant!

"..."

The silent Xiao Yinruo was even more perplexed. Given the importance, why didn’t Nanzhi seem excited?

"Master, the disciple will return to her room now."

"Mm."

Watching Zhu Nanzhi’s departing figure, Xiao Yinruo contemplated deeply. Nanzhi’s understanding of the Forget Love Path was thorough, so why this cold demeanor?

Feigning indifference?

That shouldn’t be the case...

Bang!

In the private cabin of the flying boat, upon entering, Zhu Nanzhi shut the door behind her. Her graceful figure leaned against the door, her legs beneath the long dress softly buckled, knees lightly knocking together as if trembling.

Her classical features flushed, her breathing quickened at the tip of her nose, and the moisture in her azure eyes seemed to hide faint heart shapes.

"Ah~~~ husband~ I miss you so, so much~"

Zhu Nanzhi’s eyes filled with longing. Over the past month and a half, thoughts of her husband flooded her mind. She painted him, carved him, but resisted her own desires and didn’t...

Because she wanted to leave it for her husband~ to show him just how much she missed him~

As she slowly slid to the floor, she held her flushed cheeks with both hands, her voice filled with obsession.

"I’ve been maintaining the identity of the Qingmiao Palace Holy Daughter, so you must... really discipline this ’Cold Saintess’ properly~"

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