For the next few days, Qinghe stayed at Luhua Terrace, reading, drinking tea, practicing his martial arts, and indulging in his illness. He lived a leisurely and fulfilling life.

Uncle-Master Lu Chang has already sent disciples to rebuild Lu Hua Terrace. Although it is still a simple wooden house that doesn't require many pieces of wood, it is better than nothing.

Before the cabin was even finished, Qinghe built a swing out of vines on the maple tree next to the original large stone slab, and tied a wooden plank in the middle.

She sat there, swinging back and forth, her arms outstretched, her wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, her face exuding a cool and elegant air.

Yes, watching The Return of the Condor Heroes was definitely worthwhile.

This is the scene that Mo Junqian saw when he arrived.

His current thoughts are probably even more astounding than Yang Guo's when he first saw Xiaolongnu.

No, there are still some differences.

Looking at the girl swinging expressionlessly under the maple tree, Mo Junqian actually felt a strange sense of cuteness. And the more he looked, the more adorable this contrast became.

He must still be injured and not fully clear-headed.

Qinghe was swinging idly on the swing when he glanced back and caught a glimpse of an unfamiliar figure squatting on the ground with other disciples, fiddling with the soil.

The male lead? Shouldn't he be recuperating at the Pill Pavilion? What's he doing here?

She jumped off the swing, moved to stand in front of the figure, and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

Mo Junqian turned around upon hearing the voice: "I... I asked Master Boda about your residence. She said that Luhua Terrace is to be rebuilt, and I wanted to come and help."

Qinghe: "Your injuries haven't healed yet, we don't need your help here." His tone was cold and distant.

Mo Junqian pursed his lips: "You saved me, so of course I should repay your kindness. It may be a small thing, but it will put my mind at ease."

Qinghe said calmly, "I was just exorcising demons; I wasn't the one who saved you."

Mo Junqian wanted to say something more, but Qinghe had already turned and left, leaving only the words: "Don't come again."

Mo Junqian stood there, staring at that retreating figure, his eyes trembling slightly, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

After walking quite a distance, Qinghe quietly glanced back and patted his chest.

For some reason, the moment she saw Mo Junqian, she was reminded of the original owner's fate in the book, and her hair stood on end, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

Perhaps she's being too sensitive. She's still alive and well, and nothing has happened. It seems she should stay away from the male lead in the future.

Lost in thought, I wasn't looking where I was going and bumped into someone when I turned my head.

The man exclaimed "Ouch!" and was about to scold whoever was so blind when he looked up and saw Qinghe. His pupils contracted, and he suddenly stopped talking.

After coughing twice, the man said, "It's you. I heard you went down the mountain to catch demons. Did it go well?"

Although he was speaking to Qinghe, his body was turned away from him, and his eyes kept glancing at Qinghe.

Qinghe found his awkward expression somewhat amusing: "It's alright."

Mu Dong said "Oh", "Then... are you all injured? I picked a lot of Sichuan lovage a few days ago, which can be used to treat your external injuries."

Qinghe raised an eyebrow: "You're concerned about me?"

Mu Dong suddenly jumped up and retorted, "I didn't! I just picked too many herbs. I wasn't concerned about you!"

No, no, why the big reaction? This stubborn tsundere, his ears are all red, and he still says no?

Qinghe smiled and stopped teasing him.

Mu Dong was taken aback when he saw her smile. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he suddenly realized what she meant, bit his lip, muttered something under his breath, and turned to leave, his back view showing a hint of panic.

Qinghe watched him walk away awkwardly, recalling the details about this person from the book.

This Mu Dong is Lu Changshishu's apprentice, and he is a fellow disciple of Lin Nan. He is also Bo Da's nephew. Mu Dong's parents died of illness when he was very young, and they entrusted him to Bo Da to raise. Now he is only twenty years old, but he is quite handsome.

However, he is also the person who gives Qinghe the most headaches. Because in the book, he is portrayed as Qinghe's fanatical pursuer, who obeys Qinghe's every command in everything and does whatever she asks without any complaints.

When the original owner was jealous of the male lead's talent and repeatedly plotted against him, Mu Dong helped her a lot.

So much so that when the male protagonist, who had turned evil, returned to seek revenge, he was struck by a single blow that shattered his spirit and destroyed his spiritual root, resulting in the complete annihilation of his soul.

The outcome was disastrous.

Thinking of this, Qinghe couldn't help but sigh. We're both in the same boat! Is this what they mean by "a simp never gets a good death"?

Before they knew it, it was already cool at night, and Qinghe was still wandering around outside. He would return to Luhua Terrace later.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the shore of a turquoise lake.

This lake is called Crescent Moon Lake.

The moonlight was bright and clear in the dead of night, and the surrounding starlight was reflected on the lake, creating a dazzling and tender scene.

It is said that this lake was brought back from the distant Cangqiong Mountains by Qingyunzi, the founder of the Qingyun Sect. It absorbs the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth, which is of great help to disciples who are cultivating Qi and establishing their foundation, but only to the foundation establishment stage.

Qinghe wasn't interested in the public bathhouse; he simply sat on a large rock on the shore, watching the moonlight on the lake.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the nearby grove, mixed with the intermittent sound of people talking in hushed tones.

Qing quietly moved behind a tree, wanting to see who was having a date in the grove so late at night, when suddenly something occurred to her—this scene seemed familiar.

Looking up quietly, I saw two masked men dressed in black squatting on the ground, making strange gestures and writing and drawing, as if they were carving a formation.

Qinghe frowned as she stared at the back of one of them. Why did he look so familiar?

A moment later, it dawned on him: Isn't this the female lead?

Qing sighed, "How come she always manages to run into the female lead when she does something bad? Is she on auto-follow mode?"

It's really baffling.

Without disturbing them, Qing concealed his presence and hid behind a tree to observe them secretly. He only emerged from behind the tree after they had finished preparing and left.

He crouched down to examine the formation closely. The runes were strange, the lines were complex, and a faint killing intent emanated from it.

What exactly does the female lead want to do?

Since his last encounter with the female lead at the Heavenly Book Pavilion, Qing went there again the next day. The place was in complete disarray, probably because the disciples on duty had gone off to work somewhere and hadn't noticed.

Qinghe put everything back in its place and then tried to climb to the third floor to see if the Divine Record was inside. But no matter what she tried, the seemingly ordinary little wooden door remained unmoved, so she had no choice but to give up.

Looking down at the array on the ground, but finding no divine record, it seems the female protagonist has come up with another plan.

Not daring to act rashly, he pursed his lips and pondered for a few seconds before deciding to inform his master.

At this time, in the rear residence of Lingxiao Palace

Qi Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back by the window, gazing up at the starry sky.

Lu Chang walked to his side and followed Qi Changfeng's gaze. "Senior brother, is there something wrong with this constellation?"

Qi Changfeng spoke, his tone somewhat heavy: "The seven stars are orbiting the moon, showing signs of being connected, and the light of the Purple Star is gradually fading. This is an ominous sign."

Lu Chang's expression turned solemn: "Could it be related to the birth of the Divine Pearl?"

Qi Changfeng did not answer, but after a long period of contemplation, he suddenly said, "I want to cast a divination."

Lu Changwei was surprised. His senior brother wanted to perform divination. It seemed that this matter was no small thing. He wondered what kind of calamity it would be and whether it would affect the Qingyun Sect.