Li Zhibai listened to Zhu Pingniangās words, remaining silent for a long time, with a hint of helplessness between her brows.
The ultimate goal of cultivation is indeed immortality, but itās also a gradual process. Initially, the goals are relatively modest, such as wanting to stand out or desiring power... How many people start cultivating with the sole aim of āimmortalityā?
But Wen Li set her sights on the elusive Changāan from the very start.
Yet she canāt really say Zhu Pingniang is being sophistic, because, essentially, itās the same reasoning.
In short, Li Zhibai found herself completely unaware of Wen Liās true intentions... Zhu Pingniangās point was quite simple.
Others need to worry.
But Wen Li does not.
"That little girl is like one who knowingly walks into the den of tigers." Zhu Pingniang chuckled, looking deeply at Li Zhibai.
There was one thing she didnāt voice.
That is, if Changāan, the starry sky, holds such importance for Wen Li.
Then, perhaps Xu Changāan, who appeared at the right time and gently nudged her before Wen Liās beliefs were set...
May be far more important than Li Zhibai, herself, or even Wen Li herself might think.
She couldnāt help but sigh.
Why did he get married so early... and be such a devoted type.
However... Zhu Pingniangās brow arched slightly, and the sigh dispersed halfway.
She wasnāt worried at all.
This is where Yun Qianās significance comes in.
With Yun Qian around, with this Zhu Pingniang feeling highly likely to become another charming figure like āMs. Guā who is irresistible to both genders, she is very confident in Yun Qian.
More precisely, she is full of confidence that Yun Qian will be able to āenticeā Wen Liās heart away from Xu Changāan and towards her instead.
The thought of Wen Li preferring Yun Qian in the future makes Zhu Pingniang feel it doesnāt matter whom Wen Li likes or how she plays around since Yun Qian has it covered.
By comparison, her Qingluo is the real trouble.
Qingluo is more deeply involved, and crucially... that Ni Zi is seemingly too afraid to approach Yun Qian, so if she wants Liu Qingluo to be successfully āenticedā by Yun Qian, she still needs to put some thought into it.
If Qingluo had the same āknowingly walks into the den of tigersā mindset as Wen Li, it would be great...
She pouted.
Zhu Pingniang also felt it was unfair to Qingluo, since that Ni Zi, who couldnāt even bring herself to kill a chicken in the courtyard and covers her eyes, how could she even touch Wen Liās clothes?
"There are Tigers..." Li Zhibaiās eyelashes trembled slightly.
Zhu Pingniang describing ālasting peace and stabilityā as a tiger brought back many past memories for Li Zhibai.
Back in the day when she first began living in the Daoist Temple, the Kun Daoist Temple Master would always say that men below the mountain were tigers... obviously treating her like an ignorant little girl.
Li Zhibai couldnāt help but curl her lips into a smile.
Zhu Pingniang: "...?"
"Ah Bai, why are you smiling? We are discussing serious matters here!" Zhu Pingniang clearly felt Li Zhibaiās mind was elsewhere, suddenly quite annoyed.
Even though she was sitting right beside her, Li Zhibai was thinking about someone else?
Zhu Pingniang could ascertain that the gentleness in Ah Baiās eyes was not for her but for some old acquaintance buried long ago.
As a bad woman, Zhu Pingniang thought maliciously.
"Itās nothing." Li Zhibai looked at Zhu Pingniang strangely, not knowing why she was in such a hurry.
Zhu Pingniang pouted, immediately changing the subject, and there was a ready one at hand: "Speaking of Mountain Tigers..."
"Tiger?"
"Ah Li..." Zhu Pingniang was about to speak.
"Sheās Li Hua, not a Mountain Tiger." Li Zhibai said.
"Useless... pfft, of course I know." Zhu Pingniang squinted: "Speaking of which, Ah Li once handled a Cyan-eyed Tiger... but thatās none of her business... hmm..."
"What are you trying to say." Li Zhibai was utterly puzzled.
At this moment, seeing that Wen Liās clash with the Phantom was about to end, she had no time to listen to Zhu Pingniangās nonsense.
"Simply put." Zhu Pingniang clapped her hands together: "That kid Changāan during one task, mistakenly took Qian Chengās mount for a demon and killed it with a sword; you are Changāanās mentor, and I am Qian Chengās aunt, shouldnāt you give me an explanation?"
"..." Li Zhibai.
The lamplight fell on her, casting a few traces of helplessness, and she asked: "Cyan-eyed Tiger... could it be a Cloud Soaring Realm Cyan-eyed Tiger?"
"Wrong." Zhu Pingniang waved: "Cloud Soaring Realm, can Changāan defeat it, do you think heās Wen Li?"
"Then... does it have the ancient demon bloodline, the Hehuan Sect cultivated exotic beast?" Li Zhibai asked again.
"No, Qian Cheng bought it for fifty Low-grade Spirit Stones." Zhu Pingniang said.
"..." Li Zhibai.
?
Just fifty Spirit Stones and she really gave her a solemn expression?
Initially, Li Zhibai really thought Xu Changāan had caused major trouble.
"Is this matter... important?" Li Zhibai asked.
"What kind of look is that." Zhu Pingniang showed some subtle expressions, reaching out to tap lightly on the bedpost, "Could it be that the proud Sword Hall Master intends to renege?"
As if the proud Sword Hall Master, she wasnāt afraid to twist her words.
Not understanding Zhu Pingniangās seriousness, but to avoid trouble, Li Zhibai decided to go along, stating: "Iāll compensate."
"Donāt make it sound so simple." Zhu Pingniang reminded Li Zhibai: "Ah Bai, itās not that I look down on you... can you and Changāan together come up with fifty Spirit Stones?"