Chapter 52: Heart-Ye Zi Two Prohibitions

Heart-Ye Zi Two Prohibitions

"In the True Person's grotto-heaven, there are treasures from all the continents and even grotto-heaven small worlds of the Langhuan Heaven and Earth. They are divided into warehouses according to geography. Miss Ci, you must be careful."

True Person Wang didn't let Tianlu help, so Tianlu didn't dare to make a move. He stood at the entrance of the small courtyard, tiptoeing and instructing Ruan Ci in the courtyard with anxiety, "The restrictions in the treasure house are heavy. The True Person only allows you to go to the Western Desolate Treasure House to take the precious gourd. You can't sweep the other courtyards. If you violate the restrictions, there may be a danger to your life."

True Person Wang's treasure house didn't look very magnificent on the outside. There was a long corridor, and each passage led to the small courtyard. The small houses in the courtyard didn't seem to hold many treasures, but if you opened your eyes to look, you could see overlapping restrictions. Obviously, the inside of the house was not as simple as it looked. Even in the courtyard, among the heavy fallen leaves, it seemed that infinite restrictions were hidden. Ruan Ci held the broom in her hand, raised it, and was slow to fall, "This... if I trigger the array, what will happen to me?"

Tianlu hid behind the door, only revealing half of his face, and didn't dare to look at the scene in the courtyard, carefully saying, "The restrictions the True Person set in the courtyard are a kind of heart prohibition. It is not completely impossible to crack, and it does not need Miss Ci to resist. As long as you walk into the courtyard, your mind has already entered the prohibition. If you can hold your mind, soon the precious gourd you want will appear. But if your heart is full of greed and miscellaneous thoughts, then the leaves will never be swept clean, and there will even be many unexpected dangers."

The difference between the immortal cultivation world and the mortal world is really not in simple strength and speed. This kind of mysterious prohibition method is indeed impossible to guard against. Although Ruan Ci walked into the courtyard, she was careful not to step on the restrictions. She thought the test had not started yet. Hearing Tianlu say this, she knew why he didn't dare to look directly into the courtyard. It turned out that he was afraid that his mind would also be absorbed by the restrictions, which would instead bring obstacles to her. She smiled, "Tianlu, it turns out you have a lot of worries."

As she said, she swept up the

Ruan Ci was slightly surprised, thinking that Tianlu was truly trusted by Wang Zhenren. With another sweep of the broom, she gathered the fallen leaves toward the edge. She had no interest in what good things were hidden in Wang Zhenren's treasury; in any case, there was not much that could be of use to her. Only the spiritual objects of this time might be of a little help to her cultivation, but it was not as if she could not do without them. Perhaps because her mind was relatively indifferent, as the broom swept, Ruan Ci stepped over many glittering restrictions in the small courtyard, but did not trigger a single one. After waving it only three times, she had swept a small pile out in the corner.

"This broom is getting heavier and heavier."

This mental restriction was not the only one; Ruan Ci had other discoveries. This broom was originally as light as nothing, but in her hands, it became a bit heavier with every wave. Although the difference was subtle, she had experienced similar changes when refining the Donghua Sword, so she was extremely sensitive. Even if it was only a hair's breadth, she could perceive it. As she waved, she savored it, saying, "It seems that with every wave, the weight doubles..."

Ruan Ci's expression changed slightly. Looking at the fallen leaves scattered everywhere in the courtyard, she said solemnly, "Then every sweep must gather as many fallen leaves as possible; otherwise, this broom will soon become so heavy that I won't be able to wave it."

"Miss Ci is truly clever!" Tianlu couldn't help but exclaim. "That's right, although it starts from a trifle, the doubling number increases extremely fast—but you cannot stop for too long. Those fallen leaves have become spirits. If there is no wind intent brought by the broom to suppress them downward, they will soon start fluttering again. Before the wind intent completely ceases, you must wave the broom again; otherwise, this courtyard will never be swept clean."

It was just sweeping the courtyard, which originally didn't require the use of magic power, but Ruan Ci was now facing a formidable enemy. She activated her magic power, silently calculating the size of the courtyard, the number of fallen leaves, and the path she should take while sweeping. Unexpectedly, once her consciousness was injected, she felt that in the field of momentum, the fallen leaves that had been lying peacefully on the ground all trembled at once. It seemed that because of her spiritual sense's gaze, they also developed consciousness and were faintly contending with the momentum of the broom in Ruan Ci's hand. Although she was holding a broom to sweep leaves, it was no different from holding a long sword, with both sides wielding sword moves and contending in 'momentum.'

"This is..."

Ruan Ci's face was as calm as water. She stopped after saying only two words and raised her hand to prevent Tianlu from speaking. Tianlu didn't even dare to look anymore and turned to lean against the door panel—at this moment, his attention would affect the confrontation in the field of momentum. The two sides' energy had already locked on; the trial of this Western Wasteland Treasury had already begun.

"But Miss Ci is still in the Qi Condensation stage. Even if her Jade Pool is wide, she hasn't forged a Dao Foundation. If she doesn't use the Spiritual Brilliance Jade Wall, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to sweep the leaves clean..." He was also a bit puzzled in his heart. "To pass the trial, one must first be able to hold oneself steady, perceive the most subtle changes in the outside world, and notice the increase in the broom's weight. Secondly, one must have enough mental strength to calculate in a very limited time how to sweep with the least effort. You must know that the broom's weight increase will not stop, and each sweep cannot pause. Once the suppression stops, the leaves will fly, and all previous achievements will be wasted, requiring one to start sweeping from the beginning."

"Thirdly, between each sweep, one must suppress the momentum of the fallen leaves. Each sweep is actually a contest. If one cannot attack their weak points, it will also be a waste of all previous efforts. Therefore, each sweep requires finding the most effortless point again. Even if all these can be done, when the last few leaves remain, they will have more spirituality and produce all kinds of unexpected changes. By that time, the broom will already weigh a thousand jun, and each sweep will be twice as heavy. If one sweep misses, one cannot continue. And having swept to the end, one is only a line away from success. I don't know how many people's Dao hearts have wavered in these last few sweeps, failing at the last moment, and can only come back to try again after improving their cultivation."

"Miss Ci can hold herself steady and take the first step, but for the second step, mental strength, without Foundation Establishment, she still cannot be considered to be in the Dao. I'm afraid her mental calculation won't be that fast. Moreover, she is a daughter of a wealthy family, staying behind closed doors all day, and her experience in fighting is not rich. If she doesn't use sword Qi, I'm afraid, I'm afraid the third step of suppressing the momentum of the fallen leaves may not be that smooth and satisfactory. I'm afraid she will be defeated very soon..."

Although he had seen Ruan Ci kill two assassins, he knew the power of the treasury's restrictions even better and did not think Ruan Ci could obtain the treasure gourd. He felt anxious in his heart and thought to himself, "The treasury restrictions are set by the True Person specifically for disciples. When Golden Core disciples come, there are trials for Golden Core disciples; when Nascent Soul disciples come, there are trials for Nascent Soul disciples. It's just that the lowest trial is Foundation Establishment, and Foundation Establishment disciples fail nine times out of ten. It is to have them temper themselves in the process of taking treasures time and time again until they can fully control the treasure they seek, and only then can they break the restriction and take the treasure. Even if Miss Ci only seeks a piece of the most ordinary spiritual jade, it will be very difficult for her to pass, let alone the treasure gourd that even Nascent Soul True Persons find precious..."

"What is the True Person thinking? Letting Miss Ci retreat in the face of difficulties? Or wanting to temper Miss Ci's temperament? But I don't think Miss Ci is the kind of person who is humble and eager to learn; she is clever and arrogant. If she can't get it this time, she won't come again. Maybe she will turn around and send a letter to the Xuanpo Sect. Young Master Yue Tan of the Xuanpo Sect won't test Miss Ci on anything; if Miss Ci wants it, he will definitely go and find it. This good intention of the True Person to temper and train her might just push Miss Ci toward the Xuanpo Sect."

His thoughts were ever-changing, and for a moment he couldn't help but think: "Maybe the True Person is hoping Miss Ci won't set her sights on the treasure gourd... Ah ah! How can I think like this! The True Person is generous and not stingy at all! I must not be corrupted by Miss Ci!"

Although curious about Ruan Ci's progress and worried for her, Tianlu did not dare to peek rashly, fearing he would cause trouble for Ruan Ci. He leaned against the door panel and just let his mind wander. From time to time, he wanted to turn his head back, but he forcibly held himself back. He counted the time on his fingers and tapped his feet alternately, feeling impatient to the extreme.

Soon it was nearly half an hour. Tianlu calculated in his heart that even if Ruan Ci waved the broom at the very last moment she had to, the green bamboo broom at this time must already weigh ten thousand catties. With such weight, no matter how tough the physical body is or how deep the magic power is, it is not something a Qi Condensation stage cultivator can handle. He was on tenterhooks, waiting for Ruan Ci's complaints and scoldings to come from the courtyard, but he still heard nothing.

Just as he was worried, he suddenly heard a burst of singing from afar. A young girl was skipping and humming a song as she walked into the corridor. His face lit up with joy, and he went out to greet her, calling, "Miss Yu, why are you here!"

"Master told me to come and get some treasure materials for him to use in alchemy." Miss Yu asked with a grin, "Tianlu, what about you? Why are you here? Did you make the Grandmaster unhappy again and get punished to sweep the courtyard?"

Tianlu said, "I didn't, I haven't, I have always been very obedient. The True Person wouldn't be angry with me—Miss Yu, please don't bully me anymore!"

He was clearly very familiar with this Miss Yu. Miss Yu teased him by scratching her face and laughed, "If you were obedient, there would be no naughty spiritual pets in the world."

She walked to Tianlu's side and peeked. Tianlu did not stop her, but he himself did not look. Miss Yu watched for a while, then pushed him to turn around as well, saying, "What are you afraid of? You watch with me; it won't disturb her—who did you bring to get things?"

Tianlu knew she had a secret method that could conceal momentum, so even if she peeked into the field, it wouldn't distract Ruan Ci's mind. Knowing he was already under Miss Yu's protection, he finally dared to look. "This is Miss Ci from Zhuoyue Cliff. She hasn't established her Foundation yet and still lives in the outer sect. The True Person allowed her to come and take a treasure."

Miss Yu exclaimed, "She hasn't established her Foundation yet?"

She was peeking too much at this moment and would very likely disturb the field, so she didn't dare to probe her cultivation base. Tianlu said, "That's right, she's still a little short, and Miss Ci has been inside for nearly half an hour."

Miss Yu had also swept the treasury before. She calculated on her fingers, and there was already a look of shock on her face. She exclaimed, "This is too amazing! She has only used nearly half an hour, and she is almost clearing the courtyard?"

That's right, at this time, the fallen leaves in the courtyard had already been piled up in a corner. Ruan Ci held the broom in her hand, her eyes slightly closed, her momentum concentrated and steady as a high mountain. She was faintly in a standoff with the three fallen leaves in front of her. It was her first time sweeping the courtyard, yet she had reached this point and still hadn't shown any signs of decline!

If this scene were seen by an outsider, it could be called comical, but in the eyes of Miss Yu and Tianlu, they were each shocked. Tianlu whispered, "This broom... how can Miss Ci still hold this broom?"

Miss Yu, however, had a flash of excitement in her eyes and shouted, "Fun! Junior Sister Ci, I'll help you!"

As she spoke, she leaped into the courtyard. Tianlu didn't stop her but took a step back, not daring to look into the courtyard again. Without Miss Yu's technique to cover them, his gaze might cause changes in the momentum, so he couldn't look anymore. But Miss Yu had broken into the field without disrupting the momentum there. She kept talking incessantly, saying, "Junior Sister Ci, don't panic. I cultivate the 'Purple Clarity Finger-Mystery Collection,' which can restrain aura and won't disrupt the momentum connection between you and these fallen leaves. I can also help you a little. Once you have calculated everything, just wave the broom, and I will help you with the rest."

Ruan Ci didn't have much mind to consider her intentions at this moment. Hearing this, she didn't hesitate. She just captured the flaw of the three great enemies in the field of momentum. Knowing that there would be changes later, she didn't wait any longer and waved it out just as the timing for this sweep was about to end.

The three fallen leaves rose in response, but they were not sent to the wall by the wind. Instead, they twisted upward along the wind intent. Seeing they were about to cut into the wind and turn that downward suppressing intent into a whirlwind rolling upward, Miss Yu saw it clearly. She gave a light shout and kicked horizontally into the void. Although she was still far from the fallen leaves, she kicked and broke that upward intent. The momentum of the fallen leaves was broken, and they were swept away by the wind intent and sent to the pile of leaves by the wall.

Miss Yu breathed a sigh of relief, hurried to the wall, took a bamboo dustpan, and urged, "Quick, quick, quick, put the fallen leaves in. How many more times can you wave?"

Ruan Ci said, "I can only wave two more times."

She had already waved twenty-seven times, but fearing that her strength would be guessed by others, she didn't say the number. Even so, Miss Yu was quite impressed. "You haven't established your Foundation yet, but you can persist for so long. You truly have natural divine strength—two times is enough. Once the fallen leaves fall into the leaf pile, they won't contend with you anymore. If you use your strength more skillfully and wave out the wind power, one sweep should be enough to send them all in."

In the past half hour, Ruan Ci had treated this broom as a sword and had become thoroughly familiar with its properties. Sweeping this courtyard was actually just like sparring and maneuvering with the fallen leaves, except that the time given between each sweep was limited, and each time it was heavier than before. It was difficult, of course, but it was far less difficult than the hellish experience of refining the Donghua Sword when she was still a mortal. Even if the broom was heavy, it was not as heavy as the feeling of being unable to even sit up and having to lie on her back while carrying the Donghua Sword. Even though the Donghua Sword at that time didn't weigh as much as the broom now, the feeling it brought was far different. She had survived that, so this was still within the scope of what she could handle.

When this sweep was waved out, her hands felt as if she were holding a mountain. The broom handle felt like it was about to fall, as if even her shoulders were about to fall into the ground with it and turn into dust. Ruan Ci ignored the hardship and effort in her consciousness and channeled her magic power into the broom until it reached the end of the bamboo branches. Her consciousness seemed to permeate into the finely trembling bamboo branches, feeling the wind power pass through the bamboo branches and produce subtle changes as they swayed.

She waved the broom, and her consciousness drove the wind power through the bamboo branches to roll up the fallen leaves and send them into the bamboo dustpan without missing a single leaf. The young girl closed the dustpan and cheered loudly. Ruan Ci bent down, picked up a small gourd from under the fallen leaves, played with it for a while, and tucked it into her bosom. In her heart, she secretly thought that the immortal family's restrictions were magical. She then stepped forward to exchange names with the young girl. The girl called herself Qin Fengyu, a grand-disciple of Wang Zhenren. However, she was much older than Ruan Ci, already over eight hundred years old, and was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, preparing to go out for travels to seek treasure materials and external medicines needed for forming a Golden Core.

"Are you thinking in your heart that at over eight hundred years old and still not having formed a Golden Core, my aptitude must be very dull?"

Qin Fengyu was good at everything, except that she really talked too much. She seemed not to know what it meant to lose by saying too much, and she would say whatever came to her mind. "Hehe, actually, my cultivation is considered fast, but I forged a nine-layer platform for my Foundation Establishment, and the cultivation really consumed a lot. Master also told me to consolidate my foundation, so I stayed in the Foundation Establishment stage for several hundred years. Just crossing this last layer of the platform took me three hundred years. Sigh, truly, for every extra layer of the platform, there is an extra cry of time. During my last closed-door cultivation, I sat alone in the quiet room for over a hundred years. When I came out of seclusion, my original servants had all died, and it was their grandchildren waiting for me."

Since she had helped Ruan Ci out of loyalty, she naturally wanted to have a good chat. However, there was still work to be done, so Ruan Ci said she would accompany her. As they walked and talked, they soon became familiar with each other. Ruan Ci asked Qin Fengyu, "Senior Sister jumped in to help me, but didn't trigger any changes in the restrictions. Is that also thanks to your technique?"

"Oh, that's not it. I can restrain my own momentum and not disrupt the energy connection between you and the leaves; that is my technique. As for the restrictions, they were set by the Grandmaster, and I don't have the ability to fool them." Qin Fengyu laughed, "But those restrictions are triggered by sensing greed and distracting thoughts. I just did the same as you: have no distracting thoughts in my heart and no greed. Isn't that enough?"

She talked so abnormally much that it was hard to imagine she had no distracting thoughts in her heart, but this happened to be the truth. Ruan Ci couldn't help but look at Qin Fengyu with admiration and laughed, "I'm not as amazing as Senior Sister. I have no greed in my heart because I don't even know what else is in the Western Wasteland Treasury besides this small gourd."

Qin Fengyu blinked and said, "That's not it. It's because you already have the best treasure in the world, so you don't crave anything else—you are surnamed Ruan, and you came into our Grotto-Heaven while still in the Qi Condensation stage, and you use your sword so well. I guess you are the Ruan family Sword Envoy they talk about, aren't you?"

Besides talking too much, Qin Fengyu had top-tier aptitude in all other aspects, and her cleverness and agility were no less than others. However, judging by what she said herself, she hadn't been out of seclusion for long, and Ruan Ci didn't know if she had heard some rumors and mistaken her for Ruan Rong, or if she clearly knew that the Shangqing Sect was using a substitute to buy time for her to cultivate in a low-key manner. However, while being noisy, Qin Fengyu was very frank. She spilled everything she knew like beans from a bamboo tube, and she didn't want to keep anything back, so she laughed, "I am indeed surnamed Ruan, but I don't live in the Seven Stars Small Abode. My clan sister lives in there."

"I know, you live at Zhuoyue Cliff. I haven't heard this name before; you must have named it yourself." Qin Fengyu tapped her cheek and said, "But our Purple Void Heaven lineage never flatters others, especially not the Sect Master. So if you were just the Sword Envoy's clan sister, the Grandmaster wouldn't let you come to the Western Wasteland Treasury. I guess you are the Sword Envoy."

She discussed the Grotto-Heaven True Person without any respect in her words, which was extremely bold. Tianlu listened with his heart pounding, wanting to stop her but unable to get a word in, feeling utterly miserable. Ruan Ci couldn't help but laugh as she watched and said, "Tianlu, do you want to wait for me outside?"

Tianlu agreed immediately, covered his ears, and ran out. Qin Fengyu said happily, "Hehe, you didn't deny it, so that's a tacit admission. You are the Sword Envoy!"

Ruan Ci couldn't help but laugh for a long time before saying, "Senior Sister Fengyu, you are truly very clever—but if you ponder things in secret and don't say all your thoughts out loud, you could appear even cleverer."

While they were talking, the two had already walked to the front of the South Chong Treasury. Qin Fengyu was here to take treasure materials on her master's orders, but unlike Ruan Ci, she threw a list from her hand onto the ground in the courtyard. After a while, the room door opened, and two puppets came out holding a tray. Qin Fengyu took a Qiankun bag from the tray. During this time, her mouth never stopped for a moment. "Everyone says that to me, saying I'm good at everything, but I just grew an extra mouth—but I just want to talk! If I didn't talk, then it wouldn't be me. I even talked to myself when I was in seclusion. I feel that asking me not to talk is like asking me not to breathe, even more painful than a mortal not being able to catch their breath."

She glanced at Ruan Ci suspiciously. "You wouldn't find me annoying, would you?"

Ruan Ci said, "Not yet."

Qin Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief and didn't hesitate to praise, "Then you have a lot of patience. My master often said that if I could endure not talking, he could often send me to the Grandmaster's side to receive some teachings. But I just can't help it, and I don't know how many benefits I've missed because of this."

Ruan Ci laughed, "It's not that bad, right? The True Person has a pretty good temperament."

Qin Fengyu couldn't help but laugh loudly and said decisively, "What are you talking about! Have you seen my master? What about the Grandmaster? Is the Grandmaster extremely gentle and extremely handsome?"

She said meaningfully, "Let me tell you, the Grandmaster, he is, he is..."

Even though Qin Fengyu was unbridled to such an extent, when discussing Wang Zhenren, she still had a rare trace of hesitation—clearly, although she was noisy, she was not lacking in intelligence. She knew that within this Purple Void Heaven, if she spoke ill of Wang Zhenren blatantly, she would be delivering herself to Wang Zhenren's desk to be slaughtered. Seeing her full of words, Ruan Ci couldn't help but laugh and relieved Qin Fengyu, saying, "Senior Sister Fengyu, don't say anymore, I already understand."

The two exchanged a look, and it seemed they were a bit closer than before. Qin Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief, took her hand, and said sincerely, "You, what do you understand? You don't understand anything at all. Tianlu didn't dare to tell you—let me say it. You must be doubly careful in front of the Grandmaster. You are the Sword Envoy personally selected by Xie Nie, but our Grandmaster and Xie Nie have a blood feud. You must be careful not to be implicated by the Grandmaster's anger."

Xie Xie Yan Huan was called Xie Nie within the Shangqing Sect, but in Ruan Ci's view, the two words "Xie Nie" were just a nickname. Xu Shaowei also called him Xie Nie, but there was no doubt that his relationship with Xie Xie Yan Huan remained close. She smiled without saying a word, only indicating that she had heard, but clearly didn't take it to heart. Qin Fengyu indeed fell for the bait, unable to resist the provocation, and lowered her voice. "I'm telling the truth. Our Purple Void Heaven is not like the Seven Stars Small Abode..."

She snorted and didn't mention the privacy of the Sect Master's lineage anymore, but said, "The Grandmaster hates traitors the most. In the past, Xie Nie coerced several of my junior uncles to betray the sect. Theoretically, the Grandmaster's lineage should have become weak within the sect, but the Grandmaster was able to hold onto the hope of achieving the Grotto-Heaven afterward and still received support within the sect. Do you know why?"

Ruan Ci cooperated by widening her eyes, acting very curious—actually, it wasn't all acting; she was also five parts curious. "Why is that?"

Qin Fengyu whispered in her ear, "Because the Grandmaster personally went out of the mountains and killed all the disciples of the Purple Void lineage who betrayed the sect with his own hands."

"In our Langhuan Zhou Tian, a master killing a disciple is the most painful thing, entangling karma, second only to a disciple betraying their master and killing them. I heard from my master that my third junior uncle was the Grandmaster's favorite disciple, raised in front of him since he was in swaddling clothes. For the Grandmaster to kill him was like killing his own offspring. But even so, the Grandmaster still killed the third junior uncle at the Xuanzhu Bai Yu Pass. The ten-thousand-mile jade city of the Xuanzhu Bai Yu Pass was all dyed red with the third junior uncle's blood."

Perhaps fearing being heard by Wang Zhenren, her voice was low and small, like a dream-like murmur, revealing a trace of desolate sorrow. Ruan Ci couldn't help but listen intently. Before her eyes, scenes of sword light and shadows seemed to appear. Blood kept gushing out from under the blurry-faced cultivator, falling from the clouds, while Wang Zhenren looked down at his beloved disciple, his pupils reflected red, seemingly stained with a trace of demonic strangeness.

"My master only told me about this once, fearing I would talk about it everywhere—actually, no one would ask me about these things. After this incident, the Purple Void Heaven's vitality was greatly damaged and hasn't recovered to this day. Many of my senior brothers and sisters had their cultivation delayed by this; some died helplessly, and some lost hope for a higher realm for the rest of their lives... The Grandmaster counted all of this on Xie Nie. So, you must be extremely careful and absolutely must not reveal even a trace of gratitude you might have for that Xie Nie in front of the Grandmaster."

After Qin Fengyu finished saying these things, she also felt a bit heavy. She patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a smile again, saying to Ruan Ci, "But maybe I think too highly of you. You were originally a sword seed reincarnated; whether Xie Nie chooses you or not, you will be able to obtain a sword in the end. If you aren't someone who is extremely grateful, there's actually no need to be grateful to her for anything—are you that kind of person?"

Ruan Ci was stumped by the question and blinked, replying, "Why do I feel that what you call 'extremely grateful'—means a pushover?"

Qin Fengyu's silver-bell-like laughter rang out again. "I didn't mean that, Junior Sister Ci, don't talk nonsense..."

Perhaps because she had been in seclusion for over a hundred years and was really stifled, Qin Fengyu grabbed Ruan Ci and talked for over two hours without stopping for a moment. Only then did she regretfully part ways with her, still setting a future appointment to come to Zhuoyue Cliff to play with her. Ruan Ci slumped in the carriage returning to Zhuoyue Cliff, but she didn't even have the strength to chat with Tianlu. She just kept rubbing her temples, secretly admiring Qin Fengyu's master; he truly had a unique eye to be able to take in Qin Fengyu at that time. If it were her, she would rather the Dao lineage be lost from then on than maintain the minimum peace around her.

However, if the Purple Void Heaven had been weak ever since Xie Xie Yan Huan betrayed the sect, Qin Fengyu was indeed a suitable disciple. Precisely because she had this mouth and was never fit for great use, she could survive the infighting in the sect. Even those disciples with ulterior motives wouldn't plot against Qin Fengyu, because she was not only noisy but also very clever. And although she was clever, she was also too noisy and had too little scheming.

Qin Fengyu didn't lie today; Ruan Ci could see that much. And she believed that the True Person must have had a reason for sending Qin Fengyu at this time. Fengyu herself might not understand, but the words Wang Zhenren wanted to tell her through Qin Fengyu had already been heard by Ruan Ci.

She couldn't help but be lost in thought, savoring it for a long time, and knew that there was no need to think too much at this time, as it was not yet the time to make a decision, so she temporarily put the matter aside. However, she still couldn't help but mutter, "No wonder..."

"No wonder Panpan is so afraid of him, and no matter what, she doesn't want to live with me in the Purple Void Heaven..."

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Updated, sorry for the long wait, everyone. Fengyu appears in this chapter; this is a character who is especially good at padding word counts...

By the way, I have already started using the names provided by everyone in the draft. Some will really die, so if you mind, don't use your own ID!

We had salted pig trotters at home again at noon today. It seems I mentioned the recipe before. The cost of a whole pig trotter is only about 30, which can be said to be very affordable!

I didn't finish watching the "Otherworld Treasure Hunting"... What I want to see is infrastructure construction. It's a bit of false advertising, and there is one point in JJ novels that I don't like (just a personal feeling). Many JJ infrastructure novels like to describe the protagonist's appearance in great detail, describing how unworldly they are, even having a bit of divinity. I personally especially dislike this kind of aesthetic. If I write an infrastructure novel one day, I will write about a simple young man or girl, maybe even a little chubby, and use infrastructure capabilities to transform aesthetics, making that world start to regard being slightly chubby as the most beautiful.

(Just saying, I basically won't write it.)

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