Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 211: Shenmu Pavilion, cater to their preferences

When Song Lingqing was lost in thought for a moment, she suddenly met Chu Zheng's gaze. She was slightly startled and subconsciously lowered her head.

"Come with me."

A familiar voice sounded in her mind. A hint of doubt flashed across Song Lingqing's eyes and she raised her head.

The reason why he landed here was intentional on Chu Zheng's part. He used the art of divination to sense Song Lingqing's presence.

Chu Zheng's eyes wandered as he scanned the crowd around him, and soon he led a group of Taixuan disciples to the center of Wanlong City.

The Biluo Sect had already prepared resting places for several holy places and true immortal families.

Chu Zheng has never had direct contact with Song Lingqing. She is going to take part in a competition, so if he wants to meet her, he has to avoid the crowd.

Taixuan has made many enemies now, the first of which is the Taixu Holy Land, and it is possible that Song Lingqing will be implicated as a result.

Even if you look down on it, Taixu is still a holy land with many disciples participating in the competition. You can never be sure that there will be some unexpected means.

Song Lingqing silently followed the people from Taixuan Holy Land and headed towards the center of Wanlong City.

Halfway through the journey, several monks came out from both sides of the road and blocked the way of Taixuan and his group.

"Saint Taixuan, please stay."

A middle-aged man in a green gown bowed and said, "I am Xiang Jue from Shenmu Pavilion. I apologize for taking up some of the Saint's time."

Shenmu Pavilion...

Chu Zheng was stunned for a moment before he reacted. Some time ago, it was Ye Yujiao, the daughter of the Pavilion Master of Shenmu Pavilion, who bought the information about him.

After glancing at Xiang Jue, Chu Zheng couldn't help but frown: "What's the matter?"

Xiang Jue's cultivation has reached the fourth stage of the Divine Infant. In today's Cang Yun, he is already a rare master.

He has not yet obtained any information about the Shenmu Pavilion, but since they can send a cultivator in the Divine Transformation Realm to run errands, their influence must be considerable.

"My young lady has admired the Holy Lord for a long time. Recently, I have specially prepared a small gift for you and sent me to deliver it. I hope the Holy Lord will accept it."

Xiang Jue bowed and presented a jade box with both hands.

Upon seeing this, waves of divine thoughts appeared all around, and many cultivators were discussing in secret.

"What does Shenmu Pavilion mean? Do they want to befriend Taixuan Holy Land? Who is this lady from Shenmu Pavilion?"

'The Holy Lord Taixuan is young, but he already has the potential to become an immortal. I can understand why he wants to establish a relationship with him.'

"I heard that the owner of Shenmu Pavilion gave birth to a daughter a few years ago, just like an old clam giving birth to a pearl, but he has not yet revealed it to the public."

"There are countless alchemists in Shenmu Pavilion. Apart from Taixuan before it declined, it is the largest alchemy sect in Cangyun. If the two families marry, Taixuan will get help, which is like a tiger with wings and a dragon riding on the clouds. In the future, they will give birth to a son or a phoenix, which will be a good story in our Southern Region."

"I don't know what this gift is. Shenmu Pavilion has always been rich and powerful, so this must be an amazing treasure!"

Amidst a flurry of whispers, Chu Zheng had already taken the jade box into his palm and opened it in full view of everyone.

The many cultivators around were afraid of offending Chu Zheng and did not dare to send out their spiritual thoughts. They all stretched their necks involuntarily and stared intently.

In the foot-long jade box, there was only a palm-sized porcelain piece, which was plain and even stained with dirt left by the passage of time.

The many monks around were all confused and hesitant.

Is Shenmu Pavilion provoking me?

No matter how young Chu Zheng is, he is still a saintly leader. Giving such a rag as a gift is bound to be insulting.

[Floating Light Bottle (Level 8/Incomplete): A mid-grade fairy treasure that gathers the light of the stars and condenses the liquid of Haohua. It can gather the fairy liquid and contain all things in the universe. It is a treasure that assists in spiritual practice. It was broken in a war, but some fairy energy remains and can be extracted.]

Fragments of Immortal Treasures...

Chu Zheng concealed the light in his eyes, and a hint of hidden and terrifying murderous intent flashed across them. In an instant, many possibilities rolled through his mind.

How could an ordinary person give such a gift? What on earth was contained in the information that Ye Yujiao bought? !

Repairing the panel is his biggest secret, which even Song Lingxue doesn't know about. If it is leaked, he must suppress the news within the smallest scope. When things cannot be avoided, he even has to leave Cang Yun early.

Although his heart was almost boiling, Chu Zheng's face remained calm. He put away the jade box and said slowly:

"What else did your lady say?"

"My young lady said that if you are willing to accept this gift, you can go to the 'Dengxian Tower' in two days. She will prepare a light meal and wine for you. She also has something that you may be interested in. I hope you can honor me and come to the appointment."

"I will keep the appointment in two days."

Chu Zheng suppressed the strange look in his eyes and said calmly, "Make way."

Xiang Jue bowed, then turned and left with a group of monks from Shenmu Pavilion.

Song Lingxue, who was standing aside, had a hint of worry in her eyes. She was standing next to Chu Zheng, the closest to him. After hearing that the so-called young lady from Shenmu Pavilion had admired Chu Zheng for a long time, she had been observing Chu Zheng's expression.

Therefore, she keenly caught the fleeting murderous intent on Chu Zheng's face.

Obviously, Chu Zheng was in trouble again.

On the rest of the journey, Chu Zheng did not speak again. He led a group of disciples and went straight into the palace belonging to the Taixuan Holy Land.

There are hundreds of secret rooms in the main hall. Inside the secret rooms, there are spirit gathering arrays, jade couches, some common low-level elixirs, and a manual on the rules of the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition.

After Chu Zheng settled all the disciples, Song Lingxue asked in a low voice:

"Is this Shenmu Pavilion very troublesome?"

"What? Are you worried about me?" Chu Zheng grinned, his eyes were clear and transparent without any trace of strangeness.

"You know that's not what I meant." Song Lingxue frowned.

"Don't worry too much. I can handle it."

Chu Zheng's smile did not fade, and he said slowly: "I have found Ling Qing. She is outside the palace now. Please wait for a moment, I will bring her in."

Before he finished his words, before Song Lingxue could speak, his figure disappeared into the void.

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When Chu Zheng reached this level of cultivation, he could use the invisibility technique to visualize the bodies of powerful people, which was far beyond what he had before.

A moment later, he found Song Lingqing hiding in a shadowy corner.

After not seeing her for several years, her cultivation has improved again. She has now entered the middle stage of the Dao realm. Although this is closely related to her True Immortal bloodline, she must have suffered a lot over the years.

"Chu...pay your respects to the Holy Lord Taixuan."

The moment she saw Chu Zheng, Song Lingqing blurted out what she wanted to say subconsciously, but she quickly changed her words halfway through.

Things are different now. Chu Zheng has now become a Holy Lord and a cultivator in the Divine Transformation Realm. It is difficult to get along with him as casually as before.

Chu Zheng, Taixuan Saint Lord, or brother-in-law, no matter which title it is, it seems a bit difficult to pronounce at the moment. If I have to pick one, Taixuan Saint Lord seems to be the most appropriate title.

"We haven't seen each other for several years, why are we so distant?"

Chu Zheng frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Song Lingqing's wrist, cast an invisibility spell, and took her straight into the hall.

Song Lingqing looked hesitant and her face was slightly stiff. She subconsciously pursed her lips and followed Chu Zheng woodenly. She passed through many magic arrays and soon walked into a secret room.

"elder sister."

After revealing her figure, Song Lingqing called out softly, her expression a little unnatural.

"Ling Qing."

Seeing Song Lingqing, Song Lingxue's frown relaxed, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she hesitated for a moment and tilted her head to look at Chu Zheng beside her:

"Ah Zheng, I have something to say to Ling Qing alone, can we..."

"it is good."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng turned around and left the secret room.

Judging from Song Lingqing's reaction just now, he would feel a little embarrassed here.

After Chu Zheng left, Song Lingqing's tense body relaxed a little.

"Ling Qing, the day when the Ten Thousand Sects Hidden Dragon Competition ends will be the day I leave Cang Yun."

Song Lingxue took a deep breath and said slowly, "There is something I want to ask you for help with."

"Sister, you can speak frankly." Song Lingqing nodded.

"Chu Zheng and I are husband and wife after all. Although the hope of seeing you again in this life is slim, I still have selfish motives..."

Song Lingxue's eyes dimmed: "You also saw it just now. In Cangyun alone, there are far more than one or two people who have feelings for Chu Zheng, so..."

Hearing this, Song Lingqing couldn't help but frown: "Sister, you want me to help you keep an eye on him? Excuse me, this..."

With her identity, it is really difficult for her to stand firm and stop Chu Zheng from finding a new love. She cannot influence Chu Zheng's thoughts.

"You and I have been sisters for more than ten years. We know each other very well. There are some things that I don't say, but you know them."

Song Lingxue regained her composure: "You and I are sisters after all. I think maybe you can take my place..."

"Song Lingxue!"

Before Song Lingxue could finish her words, she was interrupted by Song Lingqing, her face gradually turned cold:
"What do you mean? Charity? To show that you are generous? I need your charity?! Am I so lowly?!"

The secret room fell into deathly silence.

Song Lingxue pretended not to hear Song Lingqing's question: "Father will leave Cangyun with me by then. You will be the only one left in the Song family. If you can't solve some troubles, don't try to handle them alone. If you need anything, Chu Zheng will not refuse..."

"enough!"

Song Lingqing shouted, bloodshot in her eyes: "I don't need to rely on anyone. I will do my best to take care of Chu Zheng for you, but I can't control what he thinks."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the secret room, obviously not wanting to say anything more to Song Lingxue.

Looking at Song Lingqing's angry back, Song Lingxue's eyes were calm, without any ripples.

Having grown up together, how could she not know Song Lingqing's personality.

He looks aloof and uncontested, but in fact he is strong-willed, stubborn, overbearing, and even a bit ruthless.

After all, they grew up together. Just because Song Lingqing doesn't ask Chu Zheng for help doesn't mean Chu Zheng won't take the initiative to help.

If she didn't make it clear today, no one could predict what would happen to these two people in the future.

Song Lingqing's violent reaction just now just confirmed some of her guesses. If she really didn't care, she wouldn't have such a big reaction.

Now, with what she said today, even if Song Lingqing really had some thoughts about Chu Zheng in the future, she would not be able to get over it.

She had no right to interfere with Chu Zheng's thoughts, but that didn't mean she couldn't take the initiative to nip in the bud some possible ideas in the bud.

Chu Zheng can only be hers, even if they are biological sisters of the same blood, there is no room for negotiation.

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"What's going on here?"

Outside the secret room, Chu Zheng couldn't help feeling confused for a moment as he watched Song Lingqing rush out angrily.

He seemed to have never seen Song Lingqing so angry before. When her immortal bone was shattered and her path to enlightenment was cut off, Song Lingqing didn't seem to have such obvious emotional fluctuations as she did now.

Song Lingqing stopped and calmed her slightly rapid breathing. She looked at Chu Zheng not far away, her eyes subconsciously evasive.

She herself didn't know why she had such a big reaction at that moment, as if she had suffered an unprecedented humiliation and embarrassment.

"Sister, thank you for taking care of me. I still have to prepare for the competition, so I won't bother you any more."

Song Lingqing clasped his fists, bowed, and left in a hurry.

Which one is this from?
Chu Zheng couldn't suppress his curiosity and walked into the secret room:

"What on earth did you say to her that caused such a big reaction?"

"Nothing. Maybe I know that my father is leaving with me, so I am reluctant to let him go."

Song Lingxue's face was also full of doubts, and she sighed helplessly:
"Ever since I was little I've never known what she was thinking sometimes."

Seeing this, Chu Zheng did not ask any more questions and said slowly:

"You can stay here peacefully. I still have some things to deal with."

"Shenmu Pavilion?" Song Lingxue realized something instantly.

"It's always a good idea to find out a little bit first." Chu Zheng replied casually and turned to leave.

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Two days passed in a flash.

Ascension Tower.

The most luxurious place in Wanlong City. All those who come and go are the geniuses of holy lands and the sons of gods of major sects.

The sweet liquid inside has a fragrance that can spread for hundreds of miles. If a mortal gets a sip of it, they can prolong their life and all diseases will be cured. Ordinary cultivators, if they can get a sip of it, can also greatly improve their cultivation.

Due to these reasons, no one who can host a banquet in Dengxian Tower is a simple person.

In a private room on the top floor.

On the jade table, eighteen spiritual dishes were laid out, and the juices in them were permeated with a rich spiritual light.

Just this one meal can clear out the wealth of a small sect.

Chu Zheng glanced around without lingering for a moment, and raised his head to stare at the woman across the table, his eyes as sharp as knives:

"How did you know I liked this kind of stuff?"

"The news I bought with spirit stones said that the Holy Lord liked antiques, so I found one and sent it to you. Your news is not cheap. It cost me a full 100,000 high-grade spirit stones."

Ye Yujiao's frankness surprised Chu Zheng.

At first glance, Ye Yujiao was less than 20 years old. She was wearing a green long dress, had a delicate face, eyebrows like a crescent moon, and clear and bright eyes. Every ornament inserted between her inky black hair was shining with spiritual light, unlike any ordinary object.

At this moment, she rested her arms on the jade table, her loose sleeves sliding down her forearms, revealing half of her white wrists, and she looked at Chu Zheng calmly.

"Tell me why you're here."

Chu Zheng looked calm as he stared at the woman in front of him with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

"I would like to ask the Holy Lord Taixuan to marry me. From now on, Shenmu Pavilion is willing to stand together with Taixuan."

Ye Yujiao's words made Chu Zheng's expression change.

(End of this chapter)