Chapter 1670: Chapter 1672: A Blessing in Disguise
Huang Wanqiu’s reaction truly surprised everyone, but fortunately, there were enough high-level practitioners present to prevent a tragedy.
Qi Peiyu, furious, walked up and raised her hand, ready to slap Huang Wanqiu, “Disgraceful wretch…”
But her hand was tightly gripped by i Qinglian.
Qi Peiyu turned her head ready to curse, but upon seeing him, she felt a pang in her heart.
Then, she shouted angrily, “I discipline my daughter myself, what does it have to do with you? Let go!”
i Qinglian spoke with a blank expression, “If you want to discipline your daughter, go ho to do it; here is the i Family, who are you trying to impress?”
“You!” Qi Peiyu was furious to the extre, but the next mont, she sneered, “Feeling distressed? This is my daughter!”
“Truly absurd,” i Qinglian was also sowhat fed up, “Whether she is your daughter or not, I always felt a bit guilty toward you, but now I realize… you are simply unreasonable; I can see, the Huang Family will eventually fall under your hands.”
“No need for you to worry,” Qi Peiyu had secretly loved i Qinglian for many years, her yearning had turned into deep self-esteem, she didn’t want him to see her as a joke, “My daughter, I will naturally discipline!”
When she saw her daughter drenched in blood, looking dispirited and having lost all hope, she shouted angrily, “What, missing a man… you can’t live anymore?”
When reprimanding her daughter, she didn’t even care about the gushing blood from her mouth because she knew very well, such an injury… won’t kill anyone!
However, this sort of behavior, when viewed by others, inevitably seed a bit cold-blooded.
Huang Wanqiu also felt unimaginable sorrow, “I truly can’t live anymore, once again bringing sha upon myself, you might as well let die.”
She truly felt this way, initially thinking i Laosi was ant to be her perfect match, but then… he died!
Then Huang Wanqiu believed, she should marry soone she wanted, only to be promised a co-wife position.
She really disliked this promise, but with her mother in charge at ho, she couldn’t say a word.
i Jiushan was the third person from the i Family she had waited for, from i Laosi to i Jiushan, she wasted a whole forty years.
Forty years, she waited from the initial stage of transcendence to the third, in the cases of Earth people this is half a lifeti, but against a five-hundred-year transcendent lifespan, she waited for less than a tenth of her life.
However, even on Earth, in a world where people live only a hundred or so years, even this is a fruitless wait of six or seven years.
And a woman’s most radiant years in life, how long can they last?
So she couldn’t bear it anymore, even though cultivators could adjust their looks, like Nie Chifeng in her life’s final stage could still be beautiful as a flower, enticing Gan Qingfeng whose thoughts wandered, but only oneself truly understands—I’m already this screwed up.
Indeed, beauty apps and Photoshop can embody the full charm, but… has ti ever spared anyone?
You know it well in your heart!
Huang Wanqiu felt that after Huang Family’s grand arrival, she still didn’t get married, she might as well die.
However, Qi Peiyu… was indeed quite peculiar, she was a woman who only knew of herself and had no regard for others, even when facing her daughter’s grievances, she rely stepped forward, trying to give her another slap.
Her attempt was stopped by i Qinglian, yet she couldn’t help but curse, “I help you find a suitable match, is that wrong?”
i Qinglian really couldn’t stand it anymore, holding her hand he said, “Peiyu, you’ve gotten a bit carried away.”
Qi Peiyu didn’t think twice, lifting her foot she kicked over, “None of your business, I want to!”
Feng Jun watched the scene before him, helplessly shaking his head, turning to leave, “Well, Master Qu, thirty thousand spirit stones you collect for , make up the rest yourself… is there a problem?”
There was certainly no problem, even if it weren’t for the event before them, if Feng Jun asked Qu Jianlei for tens of thousands of spirit stones, could he refuse?
Master Qu didn’t care at all, he casually nodded, then looked at the person who just exhibited the restraining technique, “Restraint technique… indeed rare, you are not an early-stage transcendent, are you?”
The individual cupped his fist towards him respectfully answered, “I am i Yeyu, greetings to Master Qu.”
“i Yeyu?” Not only was Qu Jianlei shocked but even Qi Peiyu was stunned, “You’re still alive?”
i Yeyu lowered his eyelids, withdrew back, and spoke no more.
Feng Jun took out his mobile phone, swiped it a couple of tis, understanding in his heart, then glanced at Qu Jianlei, “You’re still doing Divine Sense communication?”
The crowd was again stunned: The Golden Core Divine Sense communication, Feng Jun can deduce it?
Only Qu Jianlei understood, after Feng Jun cultivated souls with Nie Chifeng, not only had his Divine Sense strengthened, but it also refined a lot, being able to perceive his Divine Sense communication was truly very normal.
He smiled, looking at Huang Wanqiu, “Master Xiaong said, if you don’t want to stay in Huang Family, she’s still short of a support person there, consider it?”
The i family mbers were in an uproar upon hearing the news; it seed that Huang Wanqiu was blessed by disaster, indeed.
Both as Golden Core mbers of the Crimson Phoenix, Master Xiaong’s reputation far surpassed that of Qu Jianlei—a true Golden Core of a Kunxiu Sect and at the mid-stage Golden Core level.
However, upon hearing this, Huang Wanqiu hesitated. She thought for a mont and still looked towards her mother.
Qi Peiyu was still angry at heart. Seeing her daughter’s gaze, she couldn’t help but burst into fury, “If you want to go, just go, why are you looking at !”
At this mont, soone gave a light cough; it was i Yeyu. He looked at her indifferently, “Since you know I, i Yeyu, am here, you’d better restrain yourself, otherwise, I don’t mind letting the Huang family collect your corpse!”
Qi Peiyu imdiately fell silent. Each generation brought forth new talents; i Yeyu was once a legend of Sword Forging Peak, fighting Golden Core masters even at the Interdiate Level. At the High-Rank level, he obliterated the Golden Core practitioners who once oppressed him and wiped out their clan.
Back then, i Yeyu stood on equal footing with other Golden Core practitioners of Sword Forging Peak, full of vigor and promising.
However, it was said that he failed to embrace the Core a hundred years ago and had supposedly vanished into thin smoke, but unexpectedly, he was still alive.
To put it bluntly, if Qi Peiyu had known i Yeyu was not dead, she might not have dared to cause trouble for the i family.
As soon as he spoke, Qi Peiyu imdiately shut up, not doubting that he would indeed take action.
Master Wu cast a glance at i Yeyu, sowhat eager to challenge, but after another look at Qu Jianlei, he ultimately shook his head.
Master Qu, however, grew impatient. He frowned and spoke, “Have you decided yet?”
Huang Wanqiu hesitated for a mont, then shook her head, “Thank you, Master Xiaong, for your favor, but…but…I don’t want to leave my mother.”
“Forget it,” Qu Jianlei waved his hand and spoke in a low voice, “i Jiushan, we will wait for you outside the mountain gate!”
Upon saying this, the four of them stood up and swiftly departed.
However, just as the four reached the flying boat, two powerful Divine Senses swept over them, one of which even exuded a battle intent, “May I ask which fellow Daoist has co to Sword Forging Peak? This is Jie Chaoqun of Hidden Sword Peak, at your service!”
Master Sumiao let out a cold huff, “I am here on i family business; how is it related to the Jie family!”
Her displeasure had its reasons—she had shown herself at the mountain gate; did he an to step on her to climb higher?
At this mont, another Divine Sense radiated goodwill, “Haha, it turns out to be a good friend of Taiqing, Qu Yingfeng from Asking Sword Peak here. May I inquire what brings you here?”
Master Sumiao knew that Qu Yingfeng was an established Golden Core of Sword Forging Peak, likely at the fifth or even sixth level, so she responded neither humbly nor arrogantly, “I am escorting so juniors for business; other Masters are here for the sa purpose.”
“Oh, other Masters?” A soft voice exclaid, and a man in brown short attire suddenly appeared from afar, walking in mid-air—though he seed slow, he was astonishingly quick, reaching the flying boat in an instant.
He glanced at the five in front of the flying boat and instantly recognized Qu Jianlei’s cultivation level, “How should I address this fellow Daoist?”
Qu Jianlei put away his Qi Concealnt Technique, smiled, and nodded, “My surna is also Qu, Qu Jianlei of the Crimson Phoenix.”
“Newly advanced Golden Core, huh,” Qu Yingfeng chuckled and cupped his fist, “It’s rare to share the surna Qu; may I ask which Qu family you are from?”
Golden Cores of the sa surna naturally feel close, and the Qu surna is not very common, so it’s natural to try to help one another as much as possible.
“I’m from a small and insignificant family,” Qu Jianlei casually replied, “In any case, after joining the Four Great Sects, one must sever mortal ties.”
“Indeed,” Qu Yingfeng sighed deeply, knowing that this fellow likely would not care much about kinship ties.
At this mont, a grey light flashed by as a young man in grey clothing revealed himself.
This person was handso and full of youthful spirit, casually cupping his hands and speaking in a clear voice, “Greetings to both fellow Daoists, seems like there is a Golden Core fellow Daoist inside the flying boat too?”
“Indeed there is,” Master Guyue stepped out and gestured to Qu Yingfeng, “Little friend, have you been well since we last t?”
Recognizing him imdiately, Qu Yingfeng hastily cupped his hands and respectfully spoke, “Greetings to Master Guyue, over two hundred years since we last t; it’s a joy to see you as spirited as ever.”
“What’s there to be happy about, alas,” Master Guyue sighed, “If I had ford a Nascent Soul, then perhaps I would deserve congratulations, but unfortunately, I haven’t.”
“Senior is already at the peak of Golden Core, with Nascent Soul formation near at hand,” Qu Yingfeng smiled and replied, “I wish senior an early opportunity to achieve the True Immortal of the Great Dao.”
Jie Chaoqun had only embraced the Core fewer than two years ago and was full of vitality, but even so, seeing three Golden Core Masters of the Four Great Sects, including one at the Golden Core Peak, he dared not be negligent, “Respected seniors, is there anything you’d like to teach?”
“Nothing to instruct,” Master Xiaong also stepped out, “Just ca to settle so outstanding matters; now that it’s almost resolved, it’s ti to leave.”
Another Golden Core Master? Jie Chaoqun’s mouth slightly opened in surprise, not knowing what to say.
At that mont, three flying boats arrived not far away; the i family mbers accompanied i Jiushan.
Regardless, with at least four Masters at their doorstep, the i family mbers had to co out to pay respects both emotionally and rationally.
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