Chapter 4: Fool

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In the main hall of the Rakshasa Hall of the Violet Mist Holy Land, a graceful young woman sat on the main seat. Her expression was cold, and beneath her willow-like eyebrows, her peach-blossom eyes held a great deal of charm within their purity.

Even the immortals on the mountain couldn’t help but steal a few more glances at her exquisite features.

If the top spot on the Beauty Rankings belonged to someone else and not the young woman before them, one could hardly imagine what kind of peerless beauty the top ranker must possess.

And for this young woman, looks were not everything.

The Saintess of the Violet Mist Holy Land, Jiang Qingshang, had just passed her eighteenth birthday by half a year, yet she was already a cultivator at the eleventh realm of Qi practitioners—the Jade-Pu Realm.

There were a total of fifteen realms for cultivators.

The Lower Five Realms: Mountain Entry, Qi Refining, Sinew and Bone, Furnace Blazing, Furnace Forging.

The Middle Five Realms: Cavern Abode, Ocean Gaze, Dragon Gate, Golden Core, Nascent Soul (Earthly Immortal).

The Upper Five Realms: Jade-Pu, Immortal, Ascension, and two lost realms.

How many cultivators in the world toiled their entire lives without ever reaching the Cavern Abode realm?

After reaching the Middle Five Realms, every single step was a great tribulation!

A Dragon Gate realm cultivator could be the master of a small sect, or a guardian in a medium-sized one.

A Golden Core cultivator was already an elder in a medium-sized sect.

Upon reaching Nascent Soul, one could establish their own sect! Become a sect master! In any Holy Land or top-tier sect, they would also hold the position of an elder.

And as for cultivators of the Upper Five Realms, how many could there be in the world?

The Elder of Heavenly Secrets was not wrong.

If, in a hundred years, there was anyone who could defeat that Demon Lord and save the world from fire and water, it would have to be this young woman!

“Your Highness the Saintess, regarding the night succubi, the Artisan Hall has already completed its analysis.”

Even though she was a thousand years older than the other party, the Hall Master of Rakshasa Hall reported to Saintess Jiang Qingshang with utmost respect.

“Speak.”

Jiang Qingshang spoke faintly.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. That pair of beautiful eyes, which could make one fall into them with a single glance, were now like blades of ice.

Yes, Jiang Qingshang was very angry!
Although she had dealt with those so-called night succubi in time, upon thinking about it afterward, Jiang Qingshang was still extremely frightened!
Fortunately, nothing had happened to her husband in this incident.

But what if!
Just the thought of it sent a chill down Jiang Qingshang’s spine!
To be honest, if something had happened to her husband, she didn’t even know what she would be capable of doing!
“That night succubus was made from pigskin. The array formation is highly characteristic of the Myriad Demons Sect’s Puppet Hall. And the reason the puppet absorbed men’s vital essence was to store energy.”

“Store energy?”

“Yes.”

Being watched like this by an eighteen-year-old girl, the Rakshasa Hall Master felt a chill run down her back for some reason.

“This inflatable puppet has a built-in formation. When it absorbs enough yang energy, it can be triggered to search for a person or an object.”

“Are you saying that Lin Xun has appeared in Luo City? And the Myriad Demons Sect is searching for him?”

The moment the young woman’s words fell, a sharp sword pressure filled the Rakshasa Hall! The dense sword qi was like icy needles and cold glints; even breathing became painful.

Jiang Qingshang was very unhappy!
Although she didn’t care about that Lin Xun! Nor did she care if that Lin Xun would sweep across the world in a hundred years!

But! That Lin Xun was, after all, a dangerous existence! And if any dangerous or uncertain factor appeared near her husband, she had to erase it!

Just like those so-called night succubi. Apart from bringing one back for them to study and identify the culprit, the rest were all burned! The kind where even the ashes were scattered!

“This… is not yet certain.”

The Rakshasa Hall Master bowed even lower, having to think three times before speaking, afraid of saying the wrong thing.

Listening to the Rakshasa Hall Master’s words, the young woman’s willow-like brows furrowed slightly.

After a long moment, the young woman stood up, her skirt swaying lightly, and walked out of the main hall. Only her cold, yet extremely pleasant voice drifted back from the direction she had left:
“Suppress this matter, don’t let anyone know! Deploy the entire Rakshasa Hall. Within one month! In Luo City, either Lin Xun is not there, or you find him for me!”

“Yes!”

In the Rakshasa Hall, the Hall Master bowed deeply in the direction the young woman had departed.

“So this is the Saintess…” After the Saintess left, the Rakshasa Hall Master wiped away a thick layer of sweat, as if a great mountain had been lifted from her shoulders. “I really don’t know who will be able to become the Dao companion of this number one woman under the heavens in the future.”

Listening to the Hall Master’s sigh, the other workers in Rakshasa Hall deeply agreed.

“But, why does the Saintess want us to conceal the information?” a disciple of Rakshasa Hall asked.

“Nonsense!”

The Hall Master slapped him on the back of the head.

“Right now, Lin Xun is suffering from the backlash of the Great Dao and is extremely weak! If we don’t take this credit for ourselves, are we supposed to give others the chance? Do you really want an outsider to come and pick from our divine weapons?!

“Pass on my orders! All assassins of the Rakshasa Hall at the Ocean Gaze realm and above! All of you are to be deployed! Within one month! I want you to turn Luo City upside down twice!”

“Yes!”

Leaving Rakshasa Hall, Jiang Qingshang returned to her Saintess Peak, changed her clothes, and used the Violet Mist Secret Art to alter her appearance.

The Violet Mist Secret Art had two special effects.

One was that it could conceal one’s cultivation. As long as a cultivator had reached the Upper Five Realms, it was said that it could even deceive the Heavenly Dao.

The second was to change one’s appearance. It wasn’t just a change of face, but it could even alter one’s figure, bone structure, and meridians! However, it could only be changed once.

Therefore, the Holy Master or Saintess of the Violet Mist Holy Land each had two identities, two appearances.

To put it simply, two alternate personas.

Using the teleportation array, she once again returned to the Luo City Lord’s manor.

To the speechless exasperation of the female City Lord, Qu Ke, Jiang Qingshang transformed into the appearance of Jiang Qing, changed her clothes again, and then “got off work and went home.”
Once again, at the public academy in Luo City, Jiang Qingshang (Jiang Qing) watched him as he taught.

“You could have just waited for me at home.”

After school, Lin Xun walked out of the classroom and took her hand.

“I just wanted to see how you were misleading the youth.”

“How could that be? I’m a proper teacher. Look at my multiplication table, isn’t it smooth~~~”

Holding his wife’s hand and strolling down the street bathed in the sunset, Lin Xun smiled.

“You still have the nerve to say that. The things you teach are so strange. What’s all this about gravity, chemical reactions, and free fall? I don’t know why they let you teach. It’s been almost a year, and they still haven’t kicked you out.”

His wife rolled her eyes at her husband, but it was filled with infinite tenderness.

“Hehehe,” Lin Xun said smugly. “This just shows that the female City Lord of Luo City appreciates my talent.”

“Then she must be a fool, huh?”

“Hm?”

“I said, only a fool would appreciate a fool’s talent. You and that female City Lord are both fools.” The young woman’s eyes curved into a smile, like the first melting of ice and snow.

“I’ll have to object to that…” Stopping in his tracks, Lin Xun said “seriously,” “We are both intelligent people.”

Looking at Lin Xun’s mock-serious expression, the young woman rested her forehead on her husband’s chest and said softly and gently:

“Fool…”

(End of this chapter)