"Huu..."
Shi Qingjun felt the warmth of the spring water and exhaled a breath of hot air. She reached out and took a Beauty Fruit from the void, looked at it for a while, but did not take a bite.
In the past, she "enjoyed" eating Beauty Fruits.
This might seem strange at first glance, since she clearly had lost her emotions, so how could she have a fondness for eating fruit?
But in reality, Beauty Fruits are extremely special.
They were unique seeds once obtained by Zhu Tongjun during her cultivation experience. Because they couldnât enhance cultivation after being nurtured, and their taste was average, the process of channeling Spiritual Qi during planting was extremely cumbersome, their only noteworthy feature was their beautifying effect for worldly womenâwhich seemed pointless and not worth the effort.
Therefore, they were almost unseen outside of Muyu Peak.
Muyu Peak only had them because Zhu Pingniang liked to eat them.
In fact, the secret of the Beauty Fruit was more than that.
As long as the method was right, one could taste the nurturerâs emotions from the fruit. The more passionate the emotions during the channeling of Spiritual Qi, the better the taste of the fruit... Of course, even if people knew this, it was still a useless attribute.
However...
For Shi Qingjun, who once lost her emotions, it was very meaningful.
She would eat such fruit to experience the emotions within and remind herself of her "human" identity.
Because of such a fruit, Qinling planted fruit trees in his yard wanting to give them to Zhu Pingniang, but never got praised by her... After all, for Zhu Pingniang, who could feel the emotions within, saying they tasted good was equivalent to accepting a confession.
Also for this reason, when Qinling discovered that Zhu Pingniang was willing to eat the Beauty Fruits grown by Xu Changâan, he told him he was already regarded by Zhu Pingniang as a direct lineage.
"..." Shi Qingjun looked at the fruit in her hand and gently tossed it into the space.
Now that she had regained her emotions, she no longer needed to eat such things.
Because they were merely fruits nurtured by ordinary girls.
If they were fruits grown by Xu Changâan, she naturally would be interested; she even asked Li Zhibai to help her request some from Xu Changâan... but because Xu Changâan thought it was his first time growing Beauty Fruits, he couldnât let Li Zhibai eat the test products, so he didnât "deliver."
Didnât he say to first give the Beauty Fruits to Zhu Tongjun... no, Zhu Pingniang?
After all, it was Zhu Pingniang who asked Xu Changâan to grow them.
As she was thinking, Shi Qingjunâs jade-like fingers gently traced through the air, and a stream of water spread out flat in the air forming a water mirror.
However... the reflection in the water mirror left Shi Qingjun momentarily stunned.
After staring blankly for a few seconds, Shi Qingjun decisively shut the water mirror.
The scene just now showed Zhu Pingniang pinning down Xu Changâan, grabbing his collar and shaking him vigorously.
Because her main focus was on Zhu Pingniang, she didnât see anything else. Wherever her eyes landed was Zhu Pingniangâs chest, her conservative neckline entirely bunched up, revealing a great figure.
Shi Qingjun looked down at herself.
As a woman, her figure was also excellent.
Her interest in this was because, according to the rules of making friends on Muyu Peak, one had to be good-looking to be popular.
Unfortunately, her looks had no effect on Li Zhibai.
"...Hmm?"
Shi Qingjun tilted her head, her palm resting against her cheek for a moment, then she suddenly realized something, took out a mirror, and looked at her mature face.
Upon closer inspection, her eyelashes fluttered lightly, a drop of dew rolled down, she blinked her crystalline eyes.
Riding the spirit and climbing the clouds, covering the floating clouds and proceeding upwards.
The phrase once used to describe her cultivation now could describe her face.
A blush spread across her pale face.
Why did her face turn red?
"..."
What is that girl Tong Jun doing?
Shi Qingjun thought that surely there were curtains around her.
In the past, she definitely wouldnât have thought twice, but the present Shi Qingjun was different from before.
She felt that she had seen similar scenes in books, a married man and a seductive woman or something like thatâ
When it came to correlating books to reality, perhaps she and Miss Yun could indeed become friends.
ââ
Would it be fun inside a curtain?
Shi Qingjun didnât know.
Look again?
Her eyelashes fluttered twice, proficiently opening the water mirror once more.
Unfortunately, the scene became normal again, Zhu Pingniang was no longer bullying anyone.
Shi Qingjun watched for a while, then closed the mirror; unsure if she was disappointed.
Something was off about herself.
Was it an emotional backlash?
Shi Qingjun became vigilant about her changes and prepared to go back and thoroughly examine them.
Just as she stood up, she paused.
Did the man have many women around him?
She still remembered Xu Changâanâs heavenly tribulation, how peaceful and even compliant it seemed. Was he really an immortal...?
Shi Qingjun had previously mentioned that those in power chose concubines for themselves.
She didnât know what was wrong with her, but for a moment, she indeed had the thought that âthere were many women because Xu Changâan was a man.â
The Heavenly Dao favors women.
Shake head.
Her recent thoughts were indeed plentiful.
She needed to go into seclusion.
ââ
Zhu Pingniang looked at the handsome young man in front of her, her heartbeat quickened slightlyâ
Out of anger.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
But when she realized that this young man was brought into the Chaoyun Sect by her own hands, watching him grow slowly, she consoled herself internally.
"Oneâs own younger generation, canât get angry... one likes him... canât get angry, canât get angry..."
Ever since she came to Beisang City and abandoned the name Zhu Tongjun, it seemed as though she had also abandoned her former aloof nature and her profound Qi cultivation skillsâ
Zhu Pingniang knew in her heart that she was now prone to emotional fluctuations only because she was indulging herself.
Upon careful thought, Xu Changâan was quite innocent as well. After all, according to the information given by Li Zhibai, Xu Changâan himself was also clueless about his own matters, and due to the Sect Leaderâs intentional concealment, Xu Changâan didnât even know what his current talent was. He even thought he was just someone with slightly faster cultivation speed.
Zhu Pingniang took a deep breath, covered her chest, and stared at Xu Changâan.
She felt... she might understand a little.
If she were an immortal reincarnated from the heavens, she would probably seal her memories as well.
Otherwise, things wouldnât be interesting, and to make sure her actions aligned with her internal desires and werenât influenced by others, the sealing of her spiritâs Sea of Consciousness was quite necessary.
Could this be the truth?
But if there were immortals in this world, wouldnât that contradict the conversation she had with the Sect Leader long ago... was it wrong?
Was it possible that above the Qiankun Realm, there wasnât a desolate void, but another path?
Thinking about this, a tremendous wave arose in Zhu Pingniangâs heart. She leaned against the curtain behind her and asked, "Xiaochangâan... You found me strange just now, didnât you?"
Seeing Zhu Pingniang finally return to a more normal state, Xu Changâan sighed in relief and nodded in response.
To be honest, just now, being looked at that way by Zhu Pingniang, he kept having the illusion that she was going to come up and beat him.
"Actually, itâs not a big deal. Itâs still about that bit of talent you have," Zhu Pingniang tried to keep her tone calm.
"My talent?" Xu Changâan seemed thoughtful.
He knew something about his Spirit Platform, like how it seemed that his soul was exceptionally stable and wouldnât be affected by Illusion Realms and various Inner Realms... It was precisely because of this trait that he became the most suitable "whetstone" on Muyu Peak and frequently received work.
And regarding his exceptionally powerful soul, Xu Changâan had never really found it odd.
Didnât novels often write about souls of those who have lived "two lives" being inherently strong?
He had lived two lives after all, though he didnât live long in the previous one, it seemed normal for his soul to be a bit heavier, right?
Zhu Pingniang, watching Xu Changâan contemplate, squinted her eyes slightly, "Xiaochangâan, havenât you ever wondered... why is your Spirit Platform different from ordinary people?"
"I have thought about it." Xu Changâan shook his head, "I just canât figure it out."
"Thatâs right, because you donât know anything." Zhu Pingniang suddenly wanted to talk to him about matters beyond cultivation.
After all, even the Sect Leader thought he was an immortal reincarnate, listening to his thoughts might be interesting.
"Changâan, tell me... what do you think is the ultimate goal of cultivation?"