Chapter 357: I Have Important Business to Attend to Today

"Master, disciple Qiao Huizhu seeks an audience!"

Arriving at the entrance of Biyun Palace, Qiao Huizhu bowed and called out inside.

The array at the entrance instantly opened a passage.

At the same time, Biyun Xianzi's voice came through: "Come in!"

He Pingsheng and Qiao Huizhu entered one after the other.

"You've come…," Biyun Xianzi glanced at He Pingsheng and said, "I saw your figure a few days ago—you helped Qingyu set up the array!"

"Good!"

Qingyu was Qiao Huizhu's Dao name.

It was the rule of the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect that every cultivator who reached the Golden Core realm must adopt a personal Dao name.

"I've also heard about what happened in Wulong Gou," Biyun Xianzi regarded He Pingsheng coolly, her face showing little warmth: "Now that you've reached Golden Core, what are your plans?"

"Would you consider staying to cultivate within our Xiaoyao Immortal Sect?"

He Pingsheng shook his head: "Thank you, Elder, but no—I feel quite content in Hongshi City."

"Hmm…" Biyun Xianzi waved her hand toward Qiao Huizhu: "Qingyu, step outside—I have a few words to say to your husband."

"Yes!" Qiao Huizhu obediently stepped out of the grand hall.

The array sealed shut.

Only He Pingsheng and Biyun Xianzi remained inside the entire Biyun Palace.

Biyun said: "Outside Wulong Gou, I heard that when you crossed your Golden Core heavenly tribulation, three sets of nine-thunder strikes fell?"

"I wish to know—is this true?"

He Pingsheng offered no explanation, only said: "Indeed, only three waves of tribulation thunder."

"Hmm!" Biyun said: "That's impossible."

He Pingsheng asked: "What's impossible?"

Biyun said: "Tribulation thunder represents a person's destiny. Destiny has nothing to do with talent or innate aptitude—it's merely the degree of Heaven's favor."

"You and Qingyu are husband and wife; she received eight sets of nine-thunder strikes, possessing immense destiny power!"

"Logically, even if your own destiny were weak, having such a wife should grant you at least five or six sets of nine-thunder strikes—not just three!"

"That's why I just said this doesn't make sense."

He Pingsheng smiled.

Biyun was correct—under normal circumstances, this would be true.

Unfortunately, Biyun had reversed cause and effect.

"You're smiling?" Biyun grew angry: "You seem unconcerned?"

He Pingsheng said: "I take things lightly—destiny is a matter of fate."

"You, you…" Biyun said: "You still don't understand my implication!"

"I mean, your tribulation yielded only three sets of nine-thunder strikes—that's the effect… Have you considered what the cause might be?"

He Pingsheng shook his head: "I humbly ask for your guidance, Elder."

Biyun said: "I fear… you and Qiao Huizhu won't see this journey through to the end, so you cannot draw upon her destiny power!"

"Therefore, be cautious in your actions—don't let your life end over some trivial matter."

"Understood?"

He Pingsheng immediately adopted a solemn expression: "Understood. Thank you for your warning, Elder—I am deeply grateful."

Biyun meant well—her concern as an elder was understandable.

"Fine!" Biyun said: "You understand… Qingyu, come in!"

"Yes!"

Qiao Huizhu stepped back into the cultivation hall.

She beamed and said: "Master… my Dao root has stabilized!"

"What?" Biyun thought she'd misheard, frowning: "What Dao root? What stabilized?"

Qiao Huizhu said: "My husband brought me a Bu Dao Pill—I swallowed it, and my Dao root has been fully restored!"

"What?"

Biyun's mouth gaped open in shock; she stared at He Pingsheng with nearly disbelieving eyes: "Him?"

Her finger pointed rudely at He Pingsheng.

It wasn't rudeness—it was sheer disbelief.

"Yes!" Qiao Huizhu said: "Over the past two years, my husband worked tirelessly to refine the Bu Dao Pill for me!"

"Huh…" Biyun exhaled deeply, then sincerely said: "So that's how it is—He Pingsheng, I thank you on Qingyu's behalf!"

He Pingsheng said: "Elder, no need for such formalities—my wife's matters are my duty."

"Wonderful, wonderful…"

"Hahaha… Today is truly the happiest day!"

"Qingyu… now that your Dao root is stabilized, can you begin to comprehend the Dao?"

Qiao Huizhu nodded: "Yes."

"Excellent! Wait—I'll call your grandmother!" Biyun grabbed a Twin-Soul Talisman and shouted into it: "Old man, come quickly—your great-granddisciple's Dao root is complete, come see!"

Boom…

The next instant, the Dao laws of heaven and earth rippled.

Then, Xiao Yaozi suddenly appeared in Biyun's cultivation hall.

The power of a Soul Transformation cultivator was terrifying.

"Dao root complete?" The old man stared at Qiao Huizhu in shock, then quickly turned his gaze to He Pingsheng: "Huh… why are you here too?"

He Pingsheng gave him a foolish but polite smile.

"Great-grandmaster!" Qiao Huizhu said: "It was my husband—he got me the Bu Dao Pill!"

"Oh…" The old man nodded: "See? My great-granddisciple has manners… sigh…"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "Damn, these days, it's hard to get anyone to call me Master!"

"People… get worse with age!"

"Enough, my master!" Biyun said impatiently: "Stop saying useless things all day—your great-granddisciple's Dao root is complete. Do something about it. Give her ten or twenty origin-based Dao techniques."

The old man recoiled in horror: "Daughter, do you know what you're asking?"

"Are you mad? Ten or twenty?"

"I don't even have one!"

He turned to He Pingsheng: "Wasn't that black-and-white lotus root stolen by the imperial family? How did you manage to refine the Bu Dao Pill?"

He Pingsheng said: "I discovered the black-and-white lotus root wasn't one, but two— Qiahaoyouyigenchengshude ， Wojiutoutouquzoule 。"

"Tsk tsk tsk…" The old man sighed: "In the end, it's all destiny."

"Hahaha… True destiny—you can calculate and scheme all you want, but in the end, it's still my great-granddisciple's… Hahaha…"

"If those old imperial bastards found out, they'd probably die of rage!"

"Hehe…"

Biyun asked: "Old man, you really have no origin-based laws left?"

"None!" Xiao Yaozi shook his head: "Your two senior brothers stripped me clean long ago."

"Then fine!" Biyun said: "Since you have no Dao techniques, sit here and teach my disciple for ten years."

Xiao Yaozi's face darkened: "You think I won't die of exhaustion? Teach for ten years?"

"I have important business to attend to today!"

"Can't do it!"