"What serious things can those two accomplish?" Zhu Pingniang didnât believe it.
"Thatâs more reliable than you gentlemen drinking alone with Ms. Li," Miss Lu scoffed, staring at Zhu Pingniangâs eyes. "I reckon... itâs you who wants to go drinking, isnât it?"
She thought Zhu Pingniang had discovered Ah Qing to be extremely beautiful, and her hands itched, falling into the habit of liking to train women.
"...So what, I just want to go drinking." Zhu Pingniang clenched her fist. Certainly, she wants someone to inherit the Hehuan Sectâs legacy, but she has already chosen Yun Qian, as only Yun Qian has that convincing strength, and Ah Qing is still far behind.
Zhu Pingniang pouted, "That pesky girl Ah Qing, Iâve been doing so much for her, expending so much effort, even lost quite a bit of hair while bathing... Now that her performance ended perfectly, I just want to attend her celebration banquet... Is that not allowed?"
Saying this, Zhu Pingniang looked discontentedly at Wen Li and Yun Qian: "Ah Li, Ms. Yun, donât you think itâs wrong for me to want to attend a celebration banquet after running around tirelessly?"
Wen Li: "..."
Wen Li said nothing. What did it have to do with her? She was just interested in Ah Qingâs swordsmanship.
Yun Qian drank ginger grass and brown sugar tea, her tongue slightly stung, wanting to speak... but words wouldnât come out.
"Ms. Zhu, itâs better if you donât go to Ah Qingâs banquet," Miss Lu said.
"Why?" Zhu Pingniang pouted, witnessing her accomplishments is surely delightful.
"You crippled HuangâErâs leg, forgot? Once there, theyâll surely indulge in verbal attacks on you," Miss Lu thought, certain thereâd be shameless wicked women taking advantage of Zhu Pingniang.
"..." Zhu Pingniang, upon hearing this, felt it might be true, then she blinked, "Then, you come with me."
She didnât have much authority in the Flower Moon Building.
But Miss Lu did.
"Ms. Zhu, if I go, that celebration banquet wonât happen; everyone will jump ship scared out of their wits," Miss Lu turned away, having sung the black face for years, she had become a complete atmosphere destroyer.
Plus, these Flower Moon Building girls were extremely slack, who wasnât carrying a mistake or two?
Seeing her was like their legs would buckle.
"Then can I not go?" Zhu Pingniang was quite helpless, "Ah Qing is the second... half-demon whose fate I changed, she holds some secrets, perhaps... a hundred years later, sheâll be legendary."
By then, itâd be her boasting of having âpicked upâ two half-demons in the Cultivation Realm, quite face-gaining.
"Second one?" Miss Lu was surprised, "You previously encountered a half-demon?"
Qinling couldnât be a half-demon, could he?
"... Hmm, this part doesnât concern you," Zhu Pingniang smiled at the silent Wen Li, then rubbed her hands, "Itâs like criminals always wanting to return to the crime scene; I want to see Ah Qing now, itâs reasonable... Ah Qing endured for years, and now can openly live as a half-demon; she might be moved, with mixed feelings wanting to cry."
Saying this, Zhu Pingniang patted her flat chest, "As her mother, of course now I must hug and comfort her, even if it means getting her cry-drenched collar, itâs what I should do."
"You?" Miss Lu clicked her tongue, "Donât hurt Ah Qing."
"... I see youâre itching for a spanking."
"Alright, no more jokes with you," Miss Lu shook her head, her eyes grew serious, "Ms. Zhu, if you attend Ah Qingâs banquet... despite Ah Qingâs dazzling the other girls, your presence will take the spotlight, not hers, so... to ensure Ah Qing can better blend into Flower Moon Building, tonight, you mustnât steal her thunder."
"...Ah." Zhu Pingniang was taken aback, then speechless, "Alright, I understand."
If itâs for her daughterâs good, she had nothing more to say.
She loved her daughter most.
"Also..." Miss Lu glanced towards the stage, where Ah Qing was already taken backstage, unseen now. She squinted, "I donât consider her an ignorant girl, so just sit calmly, wait for her to come toast you."
"Eh?" Zhu Pingniang startled again, immediately sitting upright, "Youâre saying, that girl Ah Qing will come to toast me?"
"Naturally," Miss Lu crossed her arms, "If that first toast isnât for you? Could they carry on the banquet?"
Miss Lu knew the Flower Moon Building girls too well; even if Ah Qing hadnât thought about it, Zhu Pingniangâs admirers would definitely remind her to pay respects to Zhu Pingniang first.
Further...
A half-demonâs keen thoughts, Miss Lu also admired Ah Qingâs temperament... sheâd never forget.
However, Miss Lu suddenly glanced at Yun Qian, whispered to Zhu Pingniang, "Ms. Zhu, do you want Ms. Yun and Fairy Wen to step aside later?"
Despite being a dancer, and half-demon, letting her too close to Yun Qian and Wen Li might be inappropriate.
Actually being close to Yun Qian posed no problem; theyâve interacted previously, but Wen Li... her character was still somewhat unclear.
"Ah Li, do you want to meet Ah Qing?" Zhu Pingniang giggled, "Or are you prejudiced against half-demons?"
"Iâd like to meet her," Wen Li nodded without hesitation.
Wen Li ignored the latter joke altogether.
It was her second time in life paying such attention to a girl - the first was Yun Qian.
Such swordplay...
She even anticipated sharing new insights with Ah Qing... ascending Qiankun, already perfected sword dao... Wen Liâs inner turmoil known only to herself.
Thus Wen Li had no objections.
Yun Qian had even fewer.
Ah Qing...
In Yun Qianâs mind, she belonged to her faction.
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Outside, a dark sky churned, rain enveloping Beisang City brought an air of tranquility here too.
Upon learning Ah Qing was dragged into the barrier by Sect Leader for a talk, Li Zhibai knew Xu Changâan wouldnât settle... thus developing some unease over Xu Changâanâs potential status as immortal reincarnation.
So, whether "teacher-student" or "mentorship" or "mother-daughter"...
Li Zhibai truly wanted to connect with Xu Changâan, earnestly discuss reincarnation topic.
"..."
Li Zhibai, her name itself, denoted Knowing White and Guarding Black, embodiment of Heavenly Dao, so when the banquet raised reincarnation topics, she felt a connection, Underworld discussions further stirred an innate sense of reincarnationâs importance.
"Changâan, you dislike reincarnation concepts." she inquired.
"Yes, dislike notions of reincarnation, afterlife, even somewhat loathe," Xu Changâan spread his hands, "Mentioning reincarnation always feels like passing undone tasks to the next life..."
Thus he disliked and refused to believe in them.
"Sir..." Xu Changâan smiled, "Frankly, if anyone should believe in reincarnation, it should be me."
After all, his existence was reincarnationâs product.
Xu Changâan clearly remembered his previous life, merely an ordinary person in a time of lasting peace.
While unaware of his own birth details into this worldâopened eyes at teenageâbut this experience proved not transmigration, rather rebirth, reincarnation.
His being the best evidence of reincarnationâs reality.
Otherwise, how could every person who died remain dead, yet only he could reincarnate?
Listening to Xu Changâan, Li Zhibai froze, frowned at the chuckling youth, "Changâan, what do you mean... the person most entitled to believe in reincarnation is you?"
Li Zhibai hearing this initially thought Xu Changâan was enlightened or aware of his potential âgreat powerâ reincarnation.
Yet swiftly, Li Zhibai discarded this possibility.
Xu Changâanâs undisturbed demeanor evidenced him still as a blank canvas covered in ink, unchanged.