Chapter 58: Secret Observation Jiang Zhaoyue is as steady as a machine.

Jiang Zhaoyue was as steady as a machine. He would only respond if Yueqing gave him a little benefit, otherwise he would be as silent as death.

Master Ji Yue continued to talk to her at this pace for a few more sentences, and in the end, even a cunning man like him was so angry that he laughed.

"Jiang Zhaoyue, what else do you care about besides a man's body?"

Even for this question, he had to send a video, otherwise Jiang Zhaoyue would not answer him.

After watching almost everything she could see, she slowly said:

"Why do you say that? Senior Lian Yue, you and I are the same. Would you do something that doesn't benefit you? We're not familiar with each other, and these are the only benefits you can offer me. Do we even need to talk about feelings? How can we talk about something that doesn't exist?"

"But I'm helping you."

Lian Yueqing's voice was gentle, as if she were a kind elder, advising, "Your life is naturally determined by you. Whether it's your master or your uncle, the choices they make for you are simply what they think is best. Is this really what you want?"

If you only listen to this sentence, it really sounds like an elder who cares about her.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhaoyue is a stubborn person.

She casually agreed with an "Ah, right, right," and then said, "You are jealous of Fu Lanting, right?"

This sentence came so abruptly that Lian Yueqing paused for a moment before chuckling as usual. "Why do you feel that way? He and I are both leaders of immortal sects. I have everything he has, so why should I be jealous of him?"

Without waiting for Jiang Zhaoyue's reply, he added, "Are you talking about yourself? It's true that I admire you a little, but to say I'm jealous is a bit overconfident."

Jiang Zhaoyue ignored his last sentence and just continued with what he was saying.

"You are both the head of an immortal sect, but he is unrivaled in combat power. You are born with supernatural powers, yet you were defeated by him. Yet, you are also very conceited, believing that everyone else is just a character in a play. You think that you are the only one in this world who is different and transcendent."

Lian Yueqing was silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

He didn't show any sign of anger or embarrassment at being caught in the act. Instead, he spoke with amusement, as if jokingly saying, "My friend just said we were the same kind of people. By saying this about me, do you also think you're different and conceited?"

"certainly."

Jiang Zhaoyue's answer was different from what he expected.

She admitted confidently: "Of course I am different, and I am also conceited, but I am different from you. I will not be jealous of others."

"Oh? Why?"

Lian Yueqing was still smiling.

Then, the woman's voice came from the communication jade talisman without hesitation: "Because no one is worthy of my envy. I am the best. Even if I am not the best now, I will be in the future. I firmly believe this, so I never envy others."

To be precise, she felt too worthy.

Sometimes, the system felt that her confidence and composure in this regard were abnormal.

If he wanted something, he would just ask for it, and Jiang Zhaoyue never felt like an outsider.

She enjoys being in it.

Perhaps these words touched Lian Yueqing, but the Jiyue Immortal Sect's headmaster remained silent for a longer time before speaking to her, "If you want to go to the Qiling Immortal Sect, I can come pick you up now."

He skipped the previous topic, perhaps because it touched the deepest darkness in his heart, or maybe Jiang Zhaoyue really hit the nail on the head.

However, Jiang Zhaoyue didn't care what he thought and just said, "Okay, but if my master finds out, Senior Lian Yue, you don't mind getting beaten again, right? You get beaten all the time anyway."

"Haha, my friend, your mouth will bring disaster sooner or later."

"Don't threaten me. I still have the image of you seducing me. Senior, your legs are very white."

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After a few breaths, Lian Yueqing only left a sentence: "Go out of the mountain gate and wait for me at the foot of the mountain."

Jiang Zhaoyue was not in a hurry. After putting away the communication talisman, he greeted the second elder and then slowly walked down the long stairs.

When she reached the foot of the fairy mountain, Lian Yueqing had been waiting for her for a long time.

She is probably the only young person who can make the leader of a sect wait so long.

Lian Yueqing didn't even feel the slightest bit unhappy. Habit is indeed a terrible thing.

After the two met, without saying much, he grabbed Jiang Zhaoyue's shoulders and disappeared on the spot.

Instead of taking a flying boat, which was too slow, Lian Yueqing took her directly and moved through the gap in space.

The light green light enveloped the two of them like a shield, passing through the gray space gap.

This way of traveling, which could only be done by a powerful person at the level of the head of an immortal sect, was not the first time that Jiang Zhaoyue had experienced. Therefore, he was not as curious as he was the first time to see the bizarre lights that diffused and dissipated in the gray.

After just a quick glance around, she moved her shoulders and said, "Senior, change your position."

Lian Yueqing's gentle voice was smooth, without a single fluctuation: "This is the most convenient way, my friend. I'm not your uncle-in-law, so when you're with me, don't be so particular."

Jiang Zhaoyue stopped talking. She simply leaned against the person next to her, hugged the other person's waist to stabilize her body, and stretched out her toes along the skin.

There was no ambiguity in her eyes; her gaze was clear, but her tone was strangely low.

"Senior Lian Yue, your legs are so white, have you been practicing secretly?"

This wasn't the first time Lian Yueqing had encountered something like this. This time, he was much more indifferent. Even when Jiang Zhaoyue's toes were pressed against his thighs, he could still calmly say, "Young friend Jiang really loves every woman he meets."

"You worry too much."

Jiang Zhaoyue pressed herself against his thigh, very close to him. It looked like an innocent gesture, but she could still say with a smile, "I'm simply interested in your body, senior. There's absolutely no love involved. Don't worry. Cultivating Taoism is stressful, and you need a hobby to relieve it. You'll understand, right?"

Perhaps she had said something wrong, but Lian Yueqing's hand that was holding her shoulder suddenly exerted force, "tearing" her off from him, and returning her to her previous appearance.

He glanced at Jiang Zhaoyue's face with a calm expression.

"When you take advantage of someone, you should be grateful, not take advantage of them. Do you really think I won't hurt you?"

He glanced at her neck, his tone still light, even a little gentle.

"You are in my hands now."

Sometimes he found Jiang Zhaoyue really bold.

That kind of boldness does not mean that she takes advantage of others to do whatever she wants, or that she has no scruples when she has support, but that she is really not afraid.

She really wasn't afraid that he would kill her.

Jiang Zhaoyue was 'torn' off, her fun was interrupted, her expression was indifferent, and after hearing him say that, she said very casually: "It's okay, you won't kill me."

"Are you so sure? I have a grudge against your master and uncles."

"Um."

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded briefly, then looked at him and said, "If you make a wrong bet, it's just a life. But Senior Lian Yue, I'm afraid you won't have a good ending either. When you become a ghost, you'll know that I was very restrained as a human. You should be thankful for that."

Her tone was calm and her expression was serious. For a moment, one even wondered whether her words were meant to be a harsh implication or were meant literally.

However, Lian Yueqing quickly came back to his senses from this strange emotion. He glanced at his wrist, where a green bulge flashed by in an instant.

He looked away and continued talking to Jiang Zhaoyue, "If your master and uncle start fighting later, who do you want me to help?"

In his previous sentence, he said that he and Lin Bozhou and Fu Lanting had a grudge against each other, but in this sentence he asked her this.

Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at him but did not answer his question. Instead, she fixed her gaze on his face, narrowed her eyes, and stared at him for a long time.

Such a close distance, such a close line of sight, and coming from Jiang Zhaoyue, even Yueqing felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Zhaoyue was still staring at his face, looking at him with that dark gaze for a long time, and suddenly she smiled, and her voice became soft.

It was like vitality was suddenly injected into the coldness.

She asked gently, "Senior Lian Yue, you haven't taken out the love poison yet?"

Lian Yueqing paused, and looked at her without changing his expression: "What do you want to say? That Gu is of no use to me. If you have any ideas, you should collect them as soon as possible." Jiang Zhaoyue's smile deepened, and he didn't say anything, but still looked at him with that inexplicable look, which made people feel uneasy.

Lian Yueqing simply avoided her gaze and increased his speed. Soon, he and Jiang Zhaoyue flew out of the space gap and stopped outside the mountain gate of Qi Ling Xian Zong.

He put her down as soon as he landed. He looked towards the direction of Chonghua Hall of Qiling Immortal Sect, with a faint purple light flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Zhaoyue followed his gaze, but it was too far away and she could only see the mountain gate of Qi Ling Xian Zong.

"Not going in?"

"Fu Lanting will find out."

Lian Yueqing answered her casually while looking over there. After a few breaths, he smiled and then retracted his gaze to Jiang Zhaoyue beside him.

Facing her curious look, he said in a gentle tone, "After all, this is Fu Lanting's territory. If you get too close, he'll find out soon. You can't see it, right? It's okay, I can tell you."

His tone and expression were gentle, but there was a subtle sense of schadenfreude between the lines.

This emotion did not seem to be directed at Jiang Zhaoyue, it was most likely because he saw what happened inside.

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded, and her curiosity moved to his eyes.

After glancing into his purple eyes, she looked away and also revealed a gentle and soft smile.

"Okay, thank you for troubling Senior Lian Yue."

At this time in the Chonghua Hall, Lin Bozhou and Fu Lanting were standing opposite each other.

When he first learned about this, he was so angry that he almost wanted to kill Fu Lanting. But now that he came here again, his expression had calmed down, and there was only an unbearable suffocation between the two of them.

After all, they had known each other for two hundred years. Lin Bozhou's expression was calm, but his eyes were cold. He looked at the silent man in front of him, and his voice was cold.

"Why?"

It was not a questioning tone, but for Fu Lanting, it was more of an accusation than a question.

Lin Bozhou's voice was not intense.

"There are so many women in this world. I don't believe you're the kind of person who would lose your mind and heart because of love. But you clearly know that she is my disciple, Fu Lanting. How have I ever wronged you that you would seduce my disciple like this?"

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The author has something to say: I was too sleepy during my period and haven’t finished writing yet. I will update one chapter first, and I will probably update another chapter tomorrow morning.

Muah.