Chapter 321

Inside the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Shen Qingli successfully formed a pill.

The spiritual energy within the realm surged!

Feathergood was awakened by the aroma.

It jumped down and landed on Shen Qingli's shoulder.

Its fluffy pale yellow feathers made it look no different from an ordinary chick.

"How fragrant, what is this?" Feathergood asked via thought.

"Primordial Spirit Pill." Shen Qingli grasped the barely visible pill, which was just a ball of light, and first fed it to Nine Black.

"Ah~" Nine Black opened its mouth to receive the fed pill, sitting on the fusang tree's branch, obedient and proper, except for smoke constantly puffing from its head, looking rather comical.

Upon seeing it, Feathergood already revealed killing intent.

Nine Black immediately covered its head, "What are you doing, what are you doing~"

"You have part of that foul thing's elemental pill inside you; it should be destroyed and sealed."

"Definitely it needs to be sealed." Shen Qingli said, "But Nine Black is innocent; it swallowed the Kirin Lord's Dark Pearl recklessly to save me."

Feathergood, though small-eyed and small-bodied, sized up Nine Black with no small aura: "The foul thing's soul has already awakened; likely no one can suppress it; to prevent it from being controlled, it's better to burn it."

Nine Black widened its eyes!

Are we going to burn it?

"Can't keep its soul either," Feathergood mused, "Its soul is also contaminated; this unlucky thing sticks to whatever it touches."

"Senior, rest assured, we can definitely seal it! Ah Jin has already guaranteed it."

"Your childhood husband?" Feathergood had a slight impression and nodded, "His words might indeed work, but it would also require a considerable price; that pill you just made should be prepared for him, not for this little cat."

"I'm not a cat!" Nine Black protested with hands on hips, "I'm an iron-eating beast! And a king!"

Feathergood ignored it, "That grilled fish shouldn't be given to it either; it would only aid the enemy."

"Ah?" Shen Qingli exclaimed, "What about that pill?"

"Fortunately, the pill mainly heals injuries and has no nourishing effect on the soul."

Feathergood said while circling Nine Black once, as if evaluating something.

Shen Qingli had gone on to continue alchemy; as for the Taiji fish, she gave it to Feathergood first.

The little one pecked for half a day before finishing, then went to nap a bit…

Nine Black cried from hunger! Although it truly isn't a cat, it can actually be considered a cat, and it quite loves eating fish.

After much delay, Shen Qingli, having finally refined another Primordial Spirit Pill, estimated that she should soon exit the Great Formless Realm, and thus directly manifested outside.

"Guest, guest immortal, two, two, what would you like?" The attendant serving Di Jin stammered, nearly dropping his eyeballs at Shen Qingli's sudden appearance.

Around, many people looked at her.

Shen Qingli: …

She looked speechlessly at Di Jin, wondering how they ended up in such a crowded place.

Di Jin remained calm and composed, already ordering, "I want your shop's most special Three Pure Waters noodles, two bowls."

"Got it." The attendant noted it down and withdrew, still not forgetting to glance at Shen Qingli once more.

However, everyone was only briefly surprised, then went back to their own affairs.

In the Three Pure Heavens, immortals are as numerous as cow hairs; they are the native cultivators who have long been accustomed to various divine arts.

The attendant just now seemed no different from a mortal shopkeeper in Sheng Long Tian, but actually possessed earthly immortal strength!

Shen Qingli subtly scanned around; the past guests, at the very least, had earthly immortal cultivation?

"Where is this?" Shen Qingli silently transmitted, but found she couldn't send it out.

"Is sister asking me where this is?" Di Jin's voice, however, clearly entered Shen Qingli's sea of consciousness.

Shen Qingli widened her eyes; Di Jin let out a light laugh, couldn't help but reach out and touch the corner of her eye, "Don't use divine sense; use bloodline spirit rhythm."

In the Three Pure Heavens, bloodline is supreme.

Under the rules of the Three Pure Heavens, only those of noble bloodline possess the right to transmit sound.

Ordinary people are not worthy of possessing this ability.

Shen Qingli tried and quickly succeeded in voicing her doubts: "Have we already arrived at the Three Pure Heavens? Is the Three Pure Palace we need to reach nearby? Wasn't it said to take five days?"

"Sister isn't accompanying me, I'm bored, so I'll go on my way." As Di Jin's words fell, the attendant already brought two bowls of noodles over, "You two look like a loving daoist couple; interested in joining our town's kissing contest?"

Di Jin's eyes lit up! Obviously very interested.

Shen Qingli refused, "No need."

The Three Pure Heavens truly are corrupting morals, even having such a competition!

"Immortal maiden, no need to be shy; it's not a public gathering, each has a private room, only the judges can see, and the rewards are generous!" The attendant earnestly recommended, already placing the noodle bowls before the two.

Shen Qingli's attention was immediately drawn to the fish-like water surface—no! This isn't noodles, it's fish.

Seeing this, the attendant immediately introduced his specialty: "Three Pure Waters noodles, as the name suggests, noodles kneaded from Three Pure Qi; try them, they can strengthen the spirit and fortify the soul, absolutely worth a Three Pure Stone."

"Three Pure Stone?" Shen Qingli froze; she didn't have that.

She looked at Di Jin, whose eyes shone brightly as he regarded her, "Wife-master sister, you don't have a Three Pure Stone?"

Uh, the attendant froze, his enthusiastic smile fading into indifference, "You guys are trying to eat a tyrant's meal!"

"This hasn't been eaten yet?" Di Jin retorted, "Besides…"

The attendant slashed down with a knife! The blade flashed with light, cutting right between Di Jin and Shen Qingli.

Di Jin's long brows slightly rose, the gentleness in his eyes fading, and the Three Pure Stone he was about to produce was taken back.

It was obvious he was just teasing Shen Qingli, who had been left behind along the way, not that he lacked "money."

As for Shen Qingli, she had been feeling a bit apologetic, but since the attendant had already swung the knife, she no longer had anything to be embarrassed about, and had already lifted her gaze toward the attendant.

The surrounding guests hadn't left, nor spoken; they just quietly watched their table, each with a cold expression, as if watching a farce that had nothing to do with them.

Of course, it really had nothing to do with them.

Shen Qingli had already stood up, "I—"

"Let you get up?" the shopkeeper clapped his hands and pressed down on her shoulder!

Di Jin's gaze swept over instantly! But Shen Qingli had already flipped the table ahead of him.

With a bang! The noodles smashed to the ground, not to mention the shopkeeper being forcibly pressed onto the bench by Shen Qingli's overbearing strength.

The surrounding guests scattered like birds and beasts, but didn't go far, continuing to watch from a safe distance.

"You dare hit me?" the shopkeeper laughed angrily, "You don't know the rules of Qingjin Town, do you?"

"What rules? I said I wouldn't give the Qingjin Stone, or I really ate your noodles! You're threatening me with a blade?" Shen Qingli's years of experience had taught her that kindness invites exploitation.

Reasoning with some people is useless, like this shopkeeper—she didn't need nonsense, just act first! Otherwise he'd never understand the principle of harmony bringing wealth.

However, a well-ordered small team pushed through the onlookers and shouted, "Where did you wandering immortal come from? Dare to assault our Qingjin Town residents in public! Seize them!"

The team immediately spread out, the leader warning, "Don't you dare resist, or it'll be an attack on the Qingjin Guard! The Qingjin Great Prison lets you in but never out."

"Then let us have no way in or out, but I hope you won't beg us to come out." Di Jin said while pulling Shen Qingli to his side, his gaze at the small guard detail deepening with a hint of profundity.

"No need to threaten us! You clearly trespassed into Qingjin Town without using the gate or registering with a household permit—do you really think we don't know?"

"And you still cause trouble—your crime is aggravated!" The team leader wore a sneer, as if he'd already figured out their origins.

Shen Qingli frowned, hearing that the so-called Qingjin Town's management was strict, requiring a household permit for entry and exit. She knew what that was, but she had never needed one.

At the Bijade Sect, she was the infamous ill‑fated senior sister known to all, and needed no permit;

After falling into demonhood, she was already someone who couldn't be seen, so she wouldn't go to strictly regulated places, and thus needed none;

After rebirth she joined the Heaven‑Star Sect, whose gates were old and rundown, so she didn't need one either;

When she arrived at the Changshui Shen clan, as the sole female phoenix, she certainly didn't need one;

After ascension, she first became the Young Emperor, then the unique divine sovereign and daughter of the Empress—who would dare to stop her for a permit check?

Now…

…she'd become an illegal resident.

Shen Qingli was already rubbing her forehead.

"You're talking about this?"

Di Jin produced two crystal‑jade‑like pendants.

On the pendants, golden divine script flashed and glowed.

The guard squad leader's face changed instantly, "You have a permit! Then why not go through the main gate?"

"Young master is happy to comply." Di Jin's gaze was aloof and cold, "Is there a rule forbidding not using the gate? Then you'd need the power to stop me in Qingjin Town. If you don't, get lost."

The entire guard detail darkened their faces—because—

Qingjin Heaven indeed has an unwritten rule: regulations only bind those who cannot break free of them.

Whether it's Qingjin Town or anywhere else, they set up restrictive formations to regulate entry and exit for easier management.

But Qingjin Heaven is teeming with immortals and powerful beings; one can't stop them all, so they have to tacitly allow free passage.

"…Then you can't eat a free meal!" the squad leader strained for a while and finally came up with a reason.

"We haven't eaten yet, and we never intended to skip payment, but since the shopkeeper won't let us eat, there's no need to pay." Di Jin glanced at the shopkeeper rubbing his arm nearby, put away the pendants, and took Shen Qingli's hand as they left nonchalantly.

This time, no one stopped them.

Even the indifferent onlookers automatically made way.

Shen Qingli frowned, glancing at them a few times, feeling an indescribable discomfort from these people.

"Is Qingjin Heaven always like this?" Shen Qingli looked around; there were many people coming and going, yet none paid attention to those beside them, as if though they gathered here, each lived in their own little world, displaying an aloof, keep‑out attitude.

Di Jin shook his head; in his memory, it wasn't like that.

However…

He hadn't returned for a very, very long time.

"Sorry, I wanted to let Li'er try the local specialty, but I didn't expect to run into bad luck."

"You couldn't have known this would happen; let's first find a place to stay?" Shen Qingli saw an inn ahead.

Of course, she also noticed that the earlier team hadn't really shaken them off—someone was still quietly tailing them.

"That's fine—just the right time to treat the little cat's illness." Di Jin hadn't forgotten the pitiful little Nine‑Li; as for the tiny shrimp soldiers behind them, he didn't care at all.

But they didn't know that the squad leader held a portrait of Shen Qingli in his hand.

At this very moment, he was in a secluded spot unfurling the scroll, studying it closely, "It's definitely her!"