Chapter 23

"The Heavenly Silkworm Art should currently be at Mount Mount Wudang; I wonder if Zhang Zhang Sanfeng has learned it? In 'The Transformation of the Heavenly Silkworm,' Zhang Zhang Sanfeng did learn it."

"As for whether Yun Yun Feiyang learned it, that depends on whether his father, Daoist Qing Song, passed it down to this illegitimate son of his."

"What? Yun Yun Feiyang is Daoist Qing Song's illegitimate son?!" Yin Yin Susu exclaimed in shock.

That Daoist Qing Song, usually so serious and bearing the demeanor of a attained master, unexpectedly had an illegitimate son, and it was none other than Yun Yun Feiyang.

"No wonder; the internal arts learned by Zhang Zhang Wuji and the other two are all the 'Pure Yang Limitless Art,' while only Yun Yun Feiyang's is different. It turns out Qing Song showed favoritism."

"However, according to the diary, learning the 'Heavenly Silkworm Art' carries immense risk; presumably, this is precisely why Master did not let Zhang Zhang Wuji learn it."

Yin Yin Susu's mind began to churn, wondering if she could scheme using this secret to make Qing Song, who looked down on her, suffer a great downfall.

Yet, recalling her own meager strength, the unity of everyone at Mount Mount Wudang, and the fact that her husband Zhang Zhang Cuishan valued the sect even more than he valued her, making her always feel like an outsider, Yin Yin Susu felt her enthusiasm wane.

Admittedly, if she forced the issue, she might indeed be able to ruin Qing Song's reputation.

But if things escalated to that point, Mount Mount Wudang would also lose face; in that case, how could she justify herself to Zhang Zhang Sanfeng, who had treated her so well?

Therefore, Yin Yin Susu ultimately abandoned this thought.

"Compared to Shaolin and Mount Mount Wudang, the Beggar Sect is far weaker, relying entirely on overwhelming numbers to win."

"The only one worthy of praise is Helmsman Qiao Feng; he is a true hero and champion, with a character that is nearly perfect and martial arts talent that is truly outstanding."

"North Helmsman Qiao Feng, South South South Murong."

"If 'South South South Murong' refers solely to South South Murong Fu, then the reputation is vastly undeserved; Helmsman Qiao Feng far surpasses South South Murong Fu."

"Hmm, yesterday while conversing with Zhao Zhao Qiying, I confirmed one more thing: Taohuadao also exists in this world."

"That means Rong'er exists too!"

"Excellent! Once I inherit Wu Ya Zi's entire cultivation, I will go find her."

On a flower boat in the Eastern Sea, Huang Rong curled the corner of her mouth slightly and muttered, "At least you have some conscience."

However, seeing the change in how Jiang Sishui addressed Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying, her brows knitted together so tightly they seemed impossible to untangle.

"But after Wu Ya Zi transmits his cultivation to me, he will most likely ask me to take care of Li Li Qingluo and Wang Wang Wang Yuyan; since both of them are in Suzhou, should I go to Manduo Villa first?"

On a boat in Taihu, Wang Wang Wang Yuyan, huddled together with A'Zhu and A'Bi upon seeing this, asked with a face full of confusion, "Take care of me and my mother?"

A'Zhu, whose mind worked quickly, said, "It must be that this senior predecessor Wu Ya Zi shares some connection with the young lady and the aunt."

A'Bi, having slowly emerged from her grief, echoed, "Yes, and this person will surely write it in the diary. Even if he doesn't write it now, he will write it later."

Wang Wang Wang Yuyan nodded her head lightly and stopped letting her thoughts wander wildly.

"Forget it; I'll deal with it when the time comes and adapt to circumstances. No matter how much I plan now, plans often cannot keep up with changes."

"Today was truly fortunate; Zhao Zhao Qiying actually talked to me so much."

"Then again, saying it that way isn't quite right, since most of it was her talking; otherwise, I don't know how long it would take for me to figure all these things out."

"Strange; I've only met her twice, knowing her for less than a day, so why is she so good to me?"

"Could it be that she likes me?"

"So being handsome really allows one to do whatever one wants?"

"But that can't be right; she doesn't seem like the type to judge people by their appearance. Even if good looks add a few impression points, she wouldn't treat me that well just because of that."

Seeing this, all the women understood.

That Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying must also be a holder of a diary instance, and she had recognized Jiang Sishui.

Indeed, Jiang Sishui had written so obviously in the diary that only a fool would fail to recognize him.

For a moment, the women reacted in various ways.

In an inn where they were staying, in a guest room not far away, Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying's cheeks flushed slightly, yet she pressed her lips tightly together without speaking, quietly awaiting what came next.

Yet in her heart, she kept asking herself: Do I like Jiang Sishui?

Recalling Jiang Sishui's handsome face with its well-proportioned features, along with that scholarly air hinting at a trace of sharpness, her heart involuntarily fluttered.

"Even more, she actually taught me knowledge about the human body's meridians and acupoints."

"One must know that practicing martial arts requires extreme caution; sometimes a single misstep can lead to irreversible disastrous consequences, thus correctly identifying meridians and acupoints is especially crucial."

"And to teach with precision, the instructor inevitably must point and touch on the student's body, involving intimate contact; therefore, such matters are usually transmitted from male to male or female to female."

"Only when one party is too young is this taboo avoided."

"Zhao Zhao Qiying is about my age and certainly cannot be unaware of this taboo, yet she was willing to teach me personally; truly, I cannot help but overthink this."

"Could it be that I am going to be like Zhou Zhou Botong teaching Emperor Duan Duan Zhixing's concubine Ying Gu in 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes,' where touching and touching leads to adultery... pah! To feelings?"

"Hiss—thinking about it really does stir some excitement; Zhao Zhao Qiying is such a good girl."

In an ancient tomb at Mount Zhongnan, Xiao Longnu paused, murmuring, "Zhou Zhou Botong? He seems to be Wang Wang Chongyang's junior martial brother; isn't the Quanzhen Sect strictly forbidden from marriage?"

Unable to figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it.

Just entering Shuzhou, Lian Xing paused in her steps, an odd expression on her face: "Duan Duan Zhixing, isn't that the former Emperor of Dali? He actually got cuckolded!"

A ruler of a nation actually getting cuckolded; if this spread, it would surely cause quite a scandalous joke.

Lian Xing could not help but smile.

Fortunately, the Dali imperial family and the Shifted Flower Palace had always coexisted peacefully without the former acting arrogantly, so Lian Xing had no intention of exposing this matter to trouble them.

As for whether others would use this incident to play pranks, that was beyond her control.

"Yesterday when Zhao Zhao Qiying taught me acupoints, to be honest, how much did I really listen to?"

"My eyes and heart were full of her; my entire head was spinning."

"Sigh, I hope she still has time to teach me today; otherwise, it would truly be a waste of such a great opportunity."

"My eyes and heart were full of me..."

Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying had never heard such words of love, and her heartstrings trembled involuntarily.

"Teach you again? That is not impossible."

With a faint smile, she turned the diary copy to the title page—scattered.

[Character: Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying] ear.

[Appearance: 9] Qi.

[Favorability: 9] ba.

Compared to before, the favorability had remarkably increased by one point. Ling.

This filled Zhao Zhao Zhao Qiying with a sense of satisfaction; at least yesterday's hard work had not been in vain. Ling.

[Detected that Jiang Sishui has completed today's diary entry. Congratulations, you have received one month's worth of Qi.]

[Selecting today's winner...]

[Congratulations to Qiu Qiu Lingsu for receiving the "Face-Restoring Pill".]

"Qiu Qiu Lingsu? The Face-Restoring Pill?"

Many women who had heard the name Qiu Qiu Lingsu felt a stir in their hearts, recognizing the dancer once famed throughout the Wu Lin for her beauty.

However, it was said that Qiu Qiu Lingsu's beauty had brought her disaster; someone, out of jealousy, had actually disfigured her!

The dramatic fall from the "most beautiful" under heaven to the "ugliest" filled countless equally outstanding women with a sense of sorrow akin to mourning a hare while pitying the fox.

On her way to Mount Mount Wuliang, Yao Yue's expression hardened; the name Qiu Qiu Lingsu reminded her of someone.

That someone was a woman.

She called herself Stone Guanyin.

Stone Guanyin had come to Xiuyu Valley, claiming she wished to see the so-called "Deep Palace Inviting the Moonlight."

Yao Yue clearly remembered that Stone Guanyin had stared blankly at her for a while before attacking, vowing to ruin her appearance.

Yao Yue naturally fought back, and the two ended in a stalemate.

Later, Lian Xing, seeing her sister unable to secure victory after a prolonged battle, intervened and joined the fray.

Unable to match them, Stone Guanyin fled in defeat; the sisters pursued her for three hundred li before she managed to escape in a wretched state.

Qiu Qiu Lingsu's fame for beauty had spread far; even in distant Yunzhou, Yao Yue had heard of her, and the incident of her disfigurement had once caused quite a stir.

Comparing the timelines, Yao Yue realized that Qiu Qiu Lingsu had encountered that perverted woman, Stone Guanyin.

Now that Qiu Qiu Lingsu had received the system's reward, the "Face-Restoring Pill," she could finally escape her sea of bitterness.

Although the diary copy did not explain the function of the "Face-Restoring Pill," judging by its name and recalling Qiu Qiu Lingsu's plight, the answer was easy to guess.

In Zhezhou, inside a small, secluded hut.

Holding a pill in her hands, Qiu Qiu Lingsu's tears surged uncontrollably from her eyes, streaming down incessantly.

"Thank you! Thank you! Young Master Jiang, I am willing to marry you!"

Speaking with sincere heart, Qiu Qiu Lingsu removed her veil, revealing a grotesque and terrifying face.