Chapter 79: Jiu Jiu

The White Tiger finds it difficult to assess the situation.

Because before he had taken human form, he was, at the very least, the king of the mountains and forests, and the spirits and monsters in the vicinity all bowed in submission to him.

However, he is not stupid; he could certainly sense Jiu Jiu's extremely unpleasant tone, and without a second thought, he immediately sold out Xu Qingyun completely.

"It is Xu Qingyun, yes, that is the disciple the old master took in back then." The White Tiger lowered his voice, seemingly worried that Jiu Jiu might not recall who that person was, and even helped add a few details.

"Moreover, the old master has indeed successfully undergone Reincarnation."

"This subordinate has examined him carefully; there is not the slightest trace of cultivation on his body."

The White Tiger, who had previously yearned for freedom, had no choice but to rein in his arrogance and choose a submissive, heart-following humility.

Because Jiu Jiu's temperament is truly unfathomable; at times gentle, at times volatile and erratic, just like that moment just now, when the White Tiger even felt his death was imminent.

And when Jiu Jiu heard the name Xu Qingyun, she inevitably felt a headache.

When the Reincarnation ended and she obtained her memories, those memories had already confirmed one thing to her.

That is, the Shushan Disciples led by Xu Qingyun, although they held no malice toward her, mostly held prejudices against her.

If she were to change the past and return to the previous Reincarnation, the first thing she, Jiu Jiu, would do is improve her relationship with the many Shushan Disciples.

Otherwise, these disciples would still not acknowledge her as their master's wife, and it would forever remain a mere verbal title.

However, she is not skilled at handling these interpersonal relationships.

Humans have the human way of living, and demons have the demon way of living; Jiu Jiu has been a demon for the better part of her life, and learning the various rules of the Human Race is truly difficult for her.

For demons like them, if they disagree, they start fighting; this is the nature of the Demon Race.

And humans? If they disagree, they cannot just fight; they even have to state a whole bunch of principles first, trying their best to appear as the side of justice, before they start fighting.

If it were not for the Reincarnation of ten thousand years ago, which polished away some of her violent demon nature and added a trace of the resilience belonging to Jingwei, she would have given the White Tiger a lesson for those few words he said, no matter what.

"He is a mortal now?" Jiu Jiu first asked, then added: "What is his wife like after his reincarnation?"

"That's right." The White Tiger said with a very certain tone: "There is absolutely no sign of any cultivation. To tell you the truth, if it weren't for Xu Qingyun being there, I could kill him as easily as turning over my hand."

"You want to kill whom?"

The Gu family's heirloom, Water-Listening Pavilion, had already severed the hair on the top of the White Tiger's head; Jiu Jiu's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the coldness in her eyes permeated the air.

The White Tiger woke up as if from a dream, finally realizing that the key to the matter was not other things, but Gu Jiangming himself, and hurriedly admitted his mistake: "Mistress, I know I was wrong; I was just making an analogy, I had no other intentions."

The poor King of Ten Thousand Beasts could only kneel on the ground quite readily at this moment.

This was completely different from what the White Tiger had imagined!

"Stop talking nonsense." Jiu Jiu said coldly: "Tell me everything you saw and heard."

As her voice fell, the giant tree in the courtyard spoke leisurely: "Mistress, I actually think that what Xu Qingyun and the White Tiger said makes sense. I have three thousand years of cultivation and have seen enough of the birth, aging, sickness, and death of this human world; blindly obsessing over past lives will only lead to one's own ruin."

"With your current cultivation, isn't it better to seek this Great Dao of longevity?"

"Only eternal life is the pursuit of beings like us."

"If you dare to speak such foolish words again, I will leave you with only these three thousand years of cultivation for the rest of your life." Jiu Jiu raised her hand, and Tingshuixuan pierced straight into the center of the ancient tree in the courtyard.

"It seems I have been too good to you all on a daily basis."

"You simply do not understand what Gu Jiangming means to me."

The ancient tree, having been fiercely stabbed by Jiu Jiu, dared not say more.

It obediently covered its own mouth.

"Speak—" Jiu Jiu's gaze fell on the White Tiger, "What did you see over there?"

Jiu Jiu's voice gradually lowered; she was happy that Gu Jiangming was alive, but she was very unhappy that Gu Jiangming had found a new wife.

The White Tiger was truly sweating profusely now; he personally felt the Demon Power constantly overflowing from Jiu Jiu, and if he could not provide a satisfactory answer, he feared he would not meet a good end.

He had already begun to miss the days spent inside the Hundred Demon Manual; at least it was not like now, where he felt like he was dancing on the tip of a knife, sitting on pins and needles.

"I first went to Shushan to see if there were any problems with the seal from back then, because many ancient demons I had never seen before appeared in the world, and they were capturing and killing the Human Race through various means, and even some demons suffered their poisonous hands."

"But after I carefully observed the Shushan seal, I found it was not broken, and I happened to run into Xu Qingyun, who had also come to inspect the Shushan seal."

"I spoke to him about this matter and sensed a strange Demon Power not far away, so we simply traveled together to take a look... and in Leping County, we bumped into the ancient demon Quan Xi'an, and also encountered Gu Jiangming, who was in Leping County."

As he spoke, the White Tiger tossed out a pitch-black object like a glass bead.

"There, I bumped into the old master's reincarnation and his wife."

Jiu Jiu exerted her Mana, and that bead landed in her hand; she closed her eyes, and a scene appeared from the White Tiger's perspective.

Leping County government office... Quan Xi'an... Xu Qingyun's Flying Sword saved Gu Jiangming and a dragon from ten thousand years ago.

She... walked to Gu Jiangming's side.

Then, treating everyone as if they were invisible, she kissed Gu Jiangming in public.

"Bang—"

The bead shattered instantly; the Demon Power that Jiu Jiu had previously suppressed surged like a spring, and after a moment of stagnation, it violently broke through the clouds, and the barrier set up here to conceal her identity was directly destroyed by this Demon Power.

Even though she realized that her emotions had become somewhat unseemly, to the point that her Demon Power was out of control, she still could not suppress that displeasure coming from the bottom of her heart.

A violent thought even arose in Jiu Jiu's mind: I want to destroy all of this.

But fortunately, the current Jiu Jiu not only has the memories of the Demon Race but also the divinity of being a God Race.

She adjusted and retracted this Demon Power extremely quickly, but the people within a five-mile radius who had just fallen into a deep sleep were directly awakened by this Demon Power.

It was like a wave, rippling outward with Jiu Jiu as the center; even though this unconscious release of Demon Power could not cause much harm, a slight mental stagnation still occurred.

Many people paused in place for no reason, but finding nothing abnormal, they immediately continued doing what they were doing.

Those who fell into sleep were awakened, only thinking they had had some nightmare.

But the Imperial City Division in Guanzhong was not so relaxed; from outside the division to inside, the Great Jing Imperial City Division, which had a deep understanding of demons and monsters, directly entered the highest level of alert.

In the center of the main hall of the entire Imperial City Division, there was a spherical magical artifact capable of detecting nearby Demon Power.

In that instant, this spherical magical artifact turned into an incomparably dark, deep blood-red color; this was the highest level of Demon Power, firstly proving that the concentration and intensity of the Demon Power were extremely high, and secondly, it was also a reminder that this demon was extremely close to their location.

And as the former capital of the previous dynasty and another place of economic prosperity after the founding of the Great Jing, there were no shortage of noble families and aristocrats stationed in Guanzhong.

That such a demon could appear in a place like this is truly terrifying.

Is this the Demon Race preparing for a full-scale invasion?

Wei Guxuan, the Grand Commandant of the Guanzhong Imperial City Division, immediately ordered all members of the Imperial City Division to patrol Guanzhong; regarding this matter, they must be on high alert and not show the slightest bit of slack.

"Pass on my order: demand that the experts of Daoism and Buddhism meet me here. Those who refuse to obey will have their offerings cut off."

The Imperial City Division guard at the door immediately cupped his fists and said, "Yes, my lord."

Meanwhile, a person hidden behind the curtains to the side frowned and said, "Lord Wei, Daoism and Buddhism have always been at odds. If you make people from both sides come together, won't they just end up fighting each other again?"

"Whether they get along or not is none of your concern; in the face of demons, we are all human," Wei Guxuan said in a deep voice. "Besides, the Imperial City Division is above them. If they dare to act out of turn, how could I, the Commandant, show any leniency?"

The discord between the Daoist and Buddhist schools has a long history.

One can tell just how fierce the rivalry between the two sides is by the distinctions in their cultivation realms.

For instance, several hundred years ago, Mount Shu became the head of Daoism, and ever since then, Daoist disciples have primarily followed the realms passed down by Mount Shu.

The people of the Buddhist Sect, of course, would not recognize the cultivation realms of Mount Shu; this is a struggle over orthodoxy. How could those who practice Buddhism use the realms of Daoism to cultivate?

Therefore, they soon developed a set of cultivation systems belonging to the Buddhist Sect itself.

Over the past several hundred years, the conflict between these two sides over this struggle for orthodoxy has only intensified.

Yet, in Wei Guxuan's view, they are actually all birds of a feather, except for the Mount Shu of yesteryear, which genuinely had the heart to bring order to the world and descended the mountain to subdue demons.

Those Daoist disciples are not necessarily any better; nowadays, they are merely relying on the prestige of Mount Shu from back then to spread their own path.

As for the Imperial City Division, it likewise does not recognize the cultivation systems of Daoism and Buddhism, unless the guards within the Imperial City Division originally came from Daoism or Buddhism.

Otherwise, guards cultivated by the Imperial City Division itself must follow this cultivation system of their Imperial Court.

Nowadays, under the extreme suppression of imperial power, and having encountered the Mount Shu incident several hundred years ago, the Daoist and Buddhist schools have seen a large portion of their heritage severed, and can be said to be declining day by day. In the current world, the Imperial City Division has taken over the order of the human realm.

At present, the Dajing Imperial City Division is spread across every region; once there is any demonic or strange occurrence, the Dajing Dynasty handles it with extremely high efficiency.

To a certain extent, this also constrains the issue of these cultivators ignoring the law and being undisciplined. Compared to the chaotic situation of several hundred years ago, in Wei Guxuan's eyes, the current Dajing is truly a time of peace and prosperity, with a tranquil nation and happy people.

At the very least, it is far more stable and peaceful than when Daoism and Buddhism were prevalent everywhere.

Meanwhile.

Inside the Prime Minister's Mansion, a man wearing the official robes of the Imperial City Division hands the horse's reins to the groom in the mansion.

Taking off his outer robe, he calls out, "Third Sister—your second brother is back."

He is tall with fair skin; as he speaks, his brows relax slightly, and his smiling expression is very bright and handsome.

Wang Qinghe is lying in the inner room; at this moment, having been baptized by a massive amount of memories, she feels dizzy and lethargic, as if she hasn't slept well.

She hears the commotion outside, but she cannot get up at all; even if she wanted to welcome her second brother, her heart is willing but her strength is lacking.

Wang Qinghe's mind is now filled with strange and curious memories, making her unable to stop her cheeks from flushing red.

When she was operating 【Mie Changsheng】 at the time, Wang Qinghe felt it was just a scene, and it didn't matter at all; she could do whatever she wanted.

Moreover, the die was cast, and since they had already become husband and wife, she completely let herself go.

Although she knew that a large amount of memory would appear when the Reincarnation ended, who could have imagined that these memories would be so detailed? It could even be fast-forwarded and slowed down, and the most absurd part is that it feels like she experienced it all once herself.

So strong.

Wang Qinghe's face turns slightly red.

Day after day, what on earth is she thinking about?

Shouldn't she be more concerned with the cultivation techniques obtained from the Reincarnation? Why is she recalling that kind of thing...

At the door, there is a sound of light knocking.

"Third Sister, are you sick?" Wang Yuqin pauses outside the door and asks in a low voice.

"Second Brother, I haven't woken up yet; let me sleep a while longer." As Wang Qinghe's words fall, her mind immediately cuts back to the Reincarnation interface of 【Mie Changsheng】.

On her panel.

The interpersonal map centered on her extends once more, and Wang Qinghe clicks on the character cards of her three sons, where she can see their future endings and trajectories.

Even now, when Wang Qinghe thinks of the final scene of the Reincarnation, it remains vivid in her mind, and she even feels deeply shocked.

She finds it hard to imagine that the current structure of the entire Heaven and Earth is an order temporarily constructed by Gu Jiangming using a lost divine ability that transcends the world.

At this moment, Wang Qinghe's expression changes slightly.

Her second brother, who hasn't returned for a long time, why is there a strange, indescribable energy circulating within his body?

Although it is very weak to her, given her past life in her memories, in this current world... for her second brother among ordinary people of the same age, this is already an extraordinary level of cultivation.

Didn't her second brother go to join the army and guard the frontier?

Could it be the subtle changes brought about by that Reincarnation from several hundred years ago?

But thinking it over, Wang Qinghe feels that this matter is not very important; as long as she cultivates according to her memories, she will sooner or later be able to leave her second brother behind.

Right.

Rather than dwelling on this, Wang Qinghe remembers a more important matter.

That is to find the reincarnation of Gu Jiangming.

It's not curiosity.

It's not like.

She just wants to see what that unforgettable person from her past life is like in this life.

This is, after all, a romantic bond from one of her lifetimes.

She kind of wants to go see him.

In this life, what kind of person is he?

Perhaps the Hermit Nangu is one of his reincarnations.

Should she go to the former residence of the Hermit Nangu first to take a look?

In Wang Qinghe's heart, ten thousand thoughts are intertwined; previously she had some complaints about one of her lifetimes, but now she feels this man is quite appealing.

At the very least, he must be known once.

Regardless of past life or present!

They must all have an encounter!

Updating right on time; I almost didn't fulfill my promise.

(End of this chapter)