The woman was completely naked, her every movement exuding an irresistible allure. Even Chu Qingyi, being a woman herself, couldn't help but silently admire her beauty.
"Hehe, let me take a closer look. As expected of Shuangshuang's granddaughter, you truly are stunning. Even I can't help feeling a little envious," the woman said, her eyes sweeping over Chu Qingyi with a mix of surprise and admiration.
She stepped closer to Chu Qingyi, her enchanting, delicate face almost pressing against the latter's. Her beautiful eyes playfully examined her.
Shuang...shuang?!
Chu Qingyi was inwardly shocked. The woman before her was clearly the mysterious and elusive deputy master of the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion. Yet, in her memory, her grandmother had always been strict and rigid—when had she ever allowed a subordinate to address her so intimately as "Shuangshuang"?
"I presume you are the deputy master of this branch," Chu Qingyi said, taking a few steps back and steadying herself. For some reason, the deputy master's gaze made her uneasy, stirring a strange feeling deep within her.
"Little sister, your resistance to my closeness truly saddens me," the deputy master said, drawing near once more. Her warm breath, mingled with a fragrant scent, brushed against Chu Qingyi's cheeks as she spoke.
The tingling, unfamiliar sensation caused Chu Qingyi to furrow her delicate brows. Her heart wavered, and a sense of danger arose within her. Aside from Li Ye and his son, no one had ever been this close to her—especially not a mysterious woman like this.
"I'm afraid I don't understand what the deputy master means," Chu Qingyi replied. "If I recall correctly, we have never met before, so how can we be considered close? I have never been fond of intimacy with others. I hope the deputy master will forgive me." She retreated three more steps, her exquisite face calm but tinged with a hint of displeasure.
Hearing this, the deputy master did not retreat. Instead, she giggled and stepped forward, her slender, jade-like hand gently caressing Chu Qingyi's tender cheek. Her eyes were filled with affection and a trace of... inexplicable emotion.
"Little Yi'er, when you were just a three-year-old child, the first time you saw me, you cried and begged for this pretty sister to hold you. Your tiny hands kept grabbing my face, smearing it with kisses and drool. But now? Little Yi'er is so heartless, you don't even remember your sister." As she spoke, she lightly covered her delicate lips with her hand, looking lost and desolate. Even her beautiful eyes glistened with unshed tears, as if she were about to cry.
Chu Qingyi's heart felt like an endless ocean stirred by turbulent waves. Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
This woman appeared to be around her own age, yet according to what she had just said, she was at least from the same generation as her parents. No, considering how she had addressed her grandmother as "Shuangshuang," perhaps... perhaps she was even around her grandmother's age!
Startled, Chu Qingyi couldn't help but examine the woman again. While women in the Mysterious Mechanism Continent had always pursued beauty, female cultivators were especially dedicated to it. The nourishing effects of spiritual energy could preserve one's youthful appearance, and with the help of certain elixirs and medicines, maintaining youth was not difficult.
However, relying on cultivation to preserve beauty was not a permanent solution. Cultivators of different realms had vastly different lifespans. Generally, the higher one's realm, the longer their life. Those who reached the pinnacle of cultivation could live as long as heaven and earth, achieving immortality—unless they met an untimely end due to natural disasters or human conflicts.
Some cultivators who prioritize beauty would go to any lengths to maintain their youthful appearance. Chu Qingyi once met a senior who spent her entire life pursuing the art of eternal youth. Unfortunately, though she possessed a young and beautiful exterior, the aura she exuded was unmistakably aged. A single glance was enough to tell that her youth was merely sustained by external means.
For cultivators, maintaining eternal youth is not a difficult feat. However, the aged aura that comes with experiencing the vicissitudes of life and witnessing the rise and fall of worldly affairs cannot be feigned, no matter what.
This is why female cultivators today no longer regard the pursuit of beauty as the ultimate goal of their lives. Instead, they reveal their true appearances. For example, Chu Qingyi's grandmother, Gu Yishuang, had graying hair, dull skin, age spots covering both cheeks, and even a slight hunch in her back. Walking down the street, no one would doubt that she was an ordinary elderly woman in her seventies.
Yet the woman before her now truly astonished her. Whether it was her breathtakingly beautiful appearance, her exquisitely alluring figure, or the youthful vitality she radiated from within, she was undoubtedly a young woman in the prime of her life. How could she possibly be around the same age as her grandmother?
"Hehe, little Qingyi, do you think I'm excessively young? Don't doubt it—I am very close to your grandmother. As for age... well, it seems Shuangshuang is a few years younger than me. How many years younger, exactly..." The woman rested a hand on her forehead, tapping her fair, jade-like brow with slender fingers as if lost in thought.
Having received confirmation, Chu Qingyi was secretly astonished. The woman before her had actually achieved a state that all women in the Profound Mysteries Continent dreamed of attaining. Her strength was absolutely not to be underestimated—it might even rival that of her grandmother, Gu Yishuang.
But a question arose: since she possessed such terrifying power, why was she willing to humble herself here as a mere branch pavilion master?
"My earlier behavior was presumptuous, Senior. Please forgive me. However, may I ask how I should address you?" Given that she was of the same generation as her grandmother, and considering her close relationship with her grandmother, her seniority alone warranted Chu Qingyi's respectful treatment.
"My real name... it's been so many years that I hardly remember it. But the outside world generally calls me Huo Ling'er. After so long, I no longer care much about names—they're just what others call me, after all. But if it's little Qingyi addressing me, I'd much prefer you call me 'Sister'." Huo Ling'er giggled, her enchanting body brushing lightly against Chu Qingyi as if by accident. Her voice was as melodious as a nightingale's song, yet tinged with a teasing undertone that made Chu Qingyi's cheeks flush involuntarily.
"Se-Senior Huo Ling'er, I wonder if the elixir my mother entrusted to my grandmother has been delivered here?" Chu Qingyi quickly changed the subject. Huo Ling'er was truly a peerless beauty, her words filled with temptation. Even as a woman, Chu Qingyi couldn't help but feel her heart flutter. If it were a man, he would have long been utterly bewitched, his soul completely captivated.
"The elixir... well, it has been delivered. But little Qingyi seems quite resistant to calling me 'Sister'. You won't even say it once." Huo Ling'er showed no restraint, circling Chu Qingyi with her bare body, occasionally leaning in to tease her. Hearing her mention the elixir, she leaned close to her ear and spoke meaningfully.
Feeling the warm breath by her ear, Chu Qingyi took several deep breaths to calm the restless stirrings in her heart. Her thin lips parted slightly as she whispered, "Sister."
"Hehe, Little Yi'er is so obedient. Let your sister give you a kiss." With that, Huo Ling'er suddenly pecked Chu Qingyi on the cheek without waiting for a response. A warm, moist tongue tip stealthily darted out, lightly brushing her skin before retracting like lightning.
It all happened in the blink of an eye. Chu Qingyi had no time to react, only sensing that two soft, jade-like lips had just pressed against her cheek. The point of contact felt as if an electric current had surged through, bringing a strange, tingling numbness that caused two suspicious blushes to rise on her face.
She stared at Huo Ling'er in disbelief, but the latter seemed oblivious as she continued casually, "But, sister advises you to refine the Fuyuan Pill before considering your return to Jinling City. With your current strength, you simply can't handle the unknown risks along the way. There are no walls that don't leak, and no one in this world is completely trustworthy. Once the two Yin-Yang Pills appear, I'm afraid many ambitious villains will catch wind of the news and try to kill and rob you in secret."
So it was the Fuyuan Pill...
Chu Qingyi's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She hadn't expected her mother to refine the Fuyuan Pill to heal the innate immortal energy within her. That was a high-grade Earth-level pill, not only requiring extremely rare and hard-to-find medicinal ingredients but also consuming a great deal of the alchemist's energy. A single misstep could lead to backlash. Even for Yun Wanshang, refining the Fuyuan Pill was no small challenge.
Recalling the image of her mother's tearful eyes that day, her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
But now was not the time to worry about her mother. As Huo Ling'er had said, the emergence of the Yin-Yang Pills was enough to cause a sensation across the entire Xuanji Continent. No matter how well her grandmother handled the secrecy, there would inevitably be those who coveted them in secret, resorting to underhanded methods to obtain the Yin-Yang Pills. By then, even those old-timers who had hidden away on the continent for years without showing themselves might come out and fight over them.
Moreover, she still had a Fuyuan Pill in her possession. Although it wasn't as fervently sought after by cultivators as the Yin-Yang Pills, its quality far surpassed them. Selling it at an auction house would also fetch a considerable sum.
If she returned to Jinling City alone, someone would surely monitor her every move in secret. With her current strength, she would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den. And besides, she still had Li Xuan, a burden, by her side.
As for Huo Ling'er before her, although she was close to her grandmother, Chu Qingyi knew nothing about this person. She took Huo Ling'er's words with a grain of salt, not fully believing them. Moreover, this person was mysterious and elusive. Whenever the topic of pills came up, she would change the subject, seemingly unwilling to hand over the pills. Now, she was subtly suggesting that Chu Qingyi refine the pill within the branch pavilion, making it hard not to feel suspicious.
"Senior Ling'er, since you are on good terms with my grandmother, your strength must be considerable. Why would you willingly confine yourself to this branch pavilion and never venture out? If I were you, I would definitely explore the vast world. If that didn't work, with your strength, you could secure a position as an elder in the Xuanji Pavilion, enjoying all kinds of resources. In your leisure time, you could share a drink with close friends. Wouldn't that be a delightful life?" Chu Qingyi probed cautiously.
Even though she had never visited other branches of the Mysterious Jade Pavilion, her grandmother, who was always strict and serious, was extremely harsh in disciplining her subordinates. Even her closest friends were not allowed to challenge the sacred dignity of the Mysterious Jade Pavilion by decorating a branch so lavishly that it resembled an elegant villa, completely devoid of the pavilion's solemnity.
The moment Chu Qingyi stepped into the branch, she was filled with deep suspicion. This branch was located far from the main pavilion, meaning that if anyone harbored rebellious intentions, her grandmother would not be able to receive news in a short time. Even if the news did spread, her grandmother's influence could not reach so far so quickly, leaving the rebels free to plot in secret.
Moreover, Huo Ling'er had clearly failed to fulfill her duties as the branch master. Not only was the vast branch left unguarded, but she had also housed countless women in this villa-like branch. The women who had escorted Li Xuan away earlier were the best evidence of this.
Chu Qingyi had secretly investigated and found that these women showed no trace of immortal energy—they were merely ordinary young women.
And within this branch, there were many such women. The elegant pavilions served as their residences, filled with signs of daily life.
As the master of a branch of the Mysterious Jade Pavilion, it was one thing to remain aloof and indifferent to matters, but why would she house so many ordinary young women here? Not only did this serve no purpose in maintaining the branch's security, but if word got out, it would likely draw criticism from the various forces secretly eyeing the Mysterious Jade Pavilion.
"It's been many years since we last met. The little Yier who used to cry, make a fuss, and drool over her sister's beauty has grown up and even started doubting her sister." How could Huo Ling'er not sense the probing tone in Chu Qingyi's words? However, she clearly had no intention of responding directly. Instead, she evaded the question, her enchanting eyes brimming with tears, looking as though she had suffered a great injustice. Anyone who saw her would feel pity—how could such a beautiful and captivating woman harbor ill intentions?
"Then, Senior Ling'er, why have you made this branch so extravagant, and why are there so many women here? Since I arrived in Azure Dragon City, I have noticed that none of the city's industries are under the name of the Mysterious Jade Pavilion branch. May I ask where you obtained the funds to renovate this branch and how you cover the daily expenses? If I recall correctly, my grandmother established branches across the continent not only for economic gain but also to establish the authority of the Mysterious Jade Pavilion everywhere. Yet, what has the branch master done that truly considers the interests of the pavilion?" Chu Qingyi's words were sharp, her eyes gleaming with cold light.
Anyone else might have been swayed by Huo Ling'er's evasive excuses, but not Chu Qingyi. She knew that if this person truly harbored rebellious intentions, it could cause significant trouble for her grandmother. By investigating this matter thoroughly and reporting it to her grandmother, she hoped to allow her to prepare in advance.
The reason she dared to voice her true thoughts in front of Huo Ling'er was that she was certain that even if Huo Ling'er harbored improper intentions, she would not dare to end her life here. If anything happened to Chu Qingyi in this branch, Huo Ling'er would not be able to escape responsibility.
"Ying ying, it seems little Yi'er has truly grown up. Since that's the case, this sister won't keep you in the dark any longer. Everything I've done has been with Shuangshuang's consent and her full support," Huo Ling'er resumed her previous coquettish smile, the tears in her eyes vanishing instantly. "If little Yi'er still doesn't believe me, here is Shuangshuang's token. She anticipated you might not trust me easily and sent this along with the elixir."
With that, Huo Ling'er focused her thoughts, and a cloud-shaped jade pendant materialized in her palm. It was pure green without a single flaw, exquisitely carved as if formed by nature itself. Upon closer inspection, one could see subtle currents flowing within it, quite marvelous indeed.
The moment Chu Qingyi saw the pendant, all her doubts vanished. This jade pendant was something her grandmother always carried with her and never showed lightly. Since she had entrusted it to Huo Ling'er, there was no doubt she was her grandmother's trusted confidante.
"As for those young girls... raising them here was a decision both your grandmother and I agreed upon. Most of them are wandering girls living on the streets. Every time Shuangshuang goes out, she can't bear to leave them and brings them here so they have a safe place to stay, no longer drifting through life's hardships. I think you're aware of Shuangshuang's past experiences, right? So, does her doing this still seem strange to you?" Huo Ling'er's gaze drifted into the distance, as if recalling memories of the past.
"As for why they're settled here with me, I think you'll understand in a few days." Huo Ling'er's tone shifted mysteriously as she spoke to Chu Qingyi.
Learning the truth, Chu Qingyi felt a turmoil of emotions in her heart, as if a bottle of mixed flavors had been overturned. She knew roughly of her grandmother's childhood experiences—losing both parents, drifting from place to place, and enduring many slights because she was a girl. Her life before officially becoming a cultivator was truly tragic.
In Chu Qingyi's mind, her grandmother had always been a stern, inflexible, and eccentric old woman. But today, she realized that beneath that icy exterior lay a warm heart. Her grandmother sympathized with these women who shared similar experiences and was even willing to provide them with a worry-free life in one of the branch pavilions.
"Senior Ling'er, I was too impulsive earlier due to my youth. I hope you won't take it to heart." Chu Qingyi spoke respectfully, bowing slightly to show her deference.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what are you doing, little Yi'er? This sister doesn't blame you in the slightest. On the contrary, I greatly admire your actions. It proves our little Yi'er has grown up and gained the ability to distinguish right from wrong. Shuangshuang will surely feel deeply comforted when she finds out." Huo Ling'er helped Chu Qingyi up, taking the opportunity to give her soft waist a light pat.
Chu Qingyi noticed the gesture and, though slightly uncomfortable, didn't dwell on it, allowing it to pass.
"By the way, Senior Ling'er, that young man who came with me earlier..." Chu Qingyi remembered Li Xuan, who had been carried away, and spoke up.
"Hehe, don't worry, he's having a great time right now. But that young man does have quite the assets. At just over ten years old, that thing of his is surprisingly large. Tsk tsk tsk, the Xuanji Continent truly has all sorts of oddities." Huo Ling'er narrowed her eyes slightly. Every move Li Xuan made was under her surveillance, and every scene of him with the women was seen clearly by her.
Though she had little interest in men, Li Xuan truly astonished her. Beneath his seemingly frail physique lay a manhood that rivaled that of a robust man—no, not just any robust man. In the entire Profound Mysteries Continent, those who could match the sheer size of his member likely numbered no more than the fingers on one hand.
Hearing such vulgar words spill from her lips, Chu Qingyi's delicate face flushed slightly. She hadn't expected that Huo Ling'er, whose appearance and demeanor were first-rate, would be so utterly unguarded in front of her, speaking such blatantly provocative words without the slightest hesitation.
"By the way, little Yi'er, who is this young man to you?" Huo Ling'er snapped back to her senses, her jade-like hand still stroking Chu Qingyi's tender cheek.
Tsk, so soft!
"He… is my husband's adopted son," Chu Qingyi replied calmly.
"Adopted son, you say? But from my perspective, sister, the way this young man looks at you is quite fervent!" Huo Ling'er smiled meaningfully, her fair cheeks blooming like a bewitching rose, exuding endless charm.
"…" Chu Qingyi fell silent, lowering her eyelids and avoiding Huo Ling'er's gaze.
Even she couldn't explain why her heart grew restless whenever Li Xuan was mentioned. Now, with Huo Ling'er's probing gaze seemingly piercing through her eyes to read her thoughts, her heartbeat quickened, leaving her unsure how to respond.
"Hehe, dear Yi'er, tell me—have the two of you ever… shared something?" Huo Ling'er giggled, her shimmering eyes brimming with mischief.
"No, never," Chu Qingyi bit her red lips lightly, emphasizing the words twice, yet she still dared not meet Huo Ling'er's gaze.
"Oh, dear Yi'er, I've heard about your previous marriage from Shuangshuang. Your husband was named Li… Li something, right? Never mind, it's not important. What matters is that we women should follow our true feelings. The Profound Mysteries Continent imposes far too many restrictions on women—not only must our words and actions conform to propriety, but even our thoughts are trapped in a cage, unable to break free. Yet this doesn't mean we women cannot have our own desires. If one day you wish to break free from these shackles, do so boldly and fearlessly. Even if your actions defy convention, it doesn't matter. Remember, behind you stands not only the Celestial Master's Mansion but also your grandmother and the entire Mysterious Jade Pavilion." Huo Ling'er spoke earnestly, her coquettish demeanor fading, replaced by a solemn seriousness.
Chu Qingyi was momentarily taken aback by these words, unsure why Huo Ling'er had suddenly spoken so profoundly. Just as she was about to ask for clarification, the other woman gave her no chance to speak, continuing leisurely, "Little Yi'er, I'll have someone deliver the elixir to you later. You may rest in any pavilion you choose today. As for that young man, he will naturally appear once you've refined the Fortune Source Pill and emerged from seclusion."
With that, Huo Ling'er turned and left gracefully.
"Elder… your clothes…" Chu Qingyi called out kindly, watching Huo Ling'er step naked from the hot spring.
Huo Ling'er's body stiffened slightly, but she continued walking forward without looking back, though her movements seemed somewhat awkward.
"Pfft."
Seeing her in such an embarrassed state, Chu Qingyi couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. This elder, who spoke with such profound wisdom, also had such an adorable side.
But what she had just said… could she already know about the ambiguous encounters between her and Li Xuan?
So what exactly was she hinting at with all that earnest persuasion...
Lost in thought, Chu Qingyi followed the familiar path out.
Just as she emerged from the rockeries, a young girl hurried over and handed her an ancient-looking wooden box.
After expressing her thanks, Chu Qingyi entered a nearby pavilion. She carefully checked her surroundings to ensure no one was watching before finally opening the box.
A rich, potent aroma of medicinal pills instantly filled the entire room.
Inside the wooden box lay three pitch-black, perfectly round pills, their surfaces etched with intricate and profound medicinal patterns. A faint, ethereal aura seemed to swirl around them.
Only high-quality pills would display such medicinal patterns, and coupled with the rich, intoxicating fragrance, these were undoubtedly rare Earth-grade elixirs.
She carefully closed the wooden box and stored it inside her spatial storage ring.
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