Guo Mingwu was already a little unhappy when he heard that Yue Qingling was determined to leave, but now that he learned that Yue Qingling would teach him martial arts, he immediately smiled happily and said, "No problem, as long as Senior Brother Yue teaches me, I will learn well!"
"Senior Brother Yue, I'm quite slow-witted, you won't get impatient, will you?"
Yue Qingling smiled wryly and said, "No, I'm very patient. I won't leave until I've taught you everything."
Guo Mingwu smiled even more happily: "Then... Senior Brother Yue, please teach me for a few years."
Everyone at the table laughed.
Only Yue Qingling knew that the alluring Guo Mingwu was about to cause trouble again.
However, he ultimately gained some selection rights.
About a hundred miles west of Chencheng, there is a large river called the Baihe River.
He could build a hut by the river to live and meditate to cultivate himself.
Guo Mingwu wanted to study, so she went over there.
Yue Qingling was quite satisfied with this arrangement; as long as she wasn't under Guo Feng's nose, everything would be fine.
Before leaving, Guo Feng generously gave him a storage bag containing various daily necessities and even pills needed for cultivation.
Yue Qingling was extremely grateful and felt guilty.
Guo Feng treated him like a brother, and he treated Guo Feng like a father-in-law.
Therefore, Yue Qingling practically fled in panic.
After seeing Yue Qingling off, Guo Feng went to his office.
Li Wan went to be a noblewoman and invited other ladies to dine and chat.
Guo Mingwu was bored and didn't want to cultivate, so she decided to go see Yue Qingling tomorrow.
Just then, she heard someone calling her from outside.
Guo Mingwu immediately went outside.
Then she saw that sexy and hot beauty smiling at her under a tree.
It was Heimiao who was about to go into seclusion.
Guo Mingwu walked over and asked, puzzled, "Sister Heimiao, what's wrong?"
Hei Miao's age is just right, not too young and not too old, stuck in the middle.
Guo Feng and his wife called her "sister".
Guo Mingwu called her sister.
This also fulfills Hei Miao's wish not to appear too old, so everyone is sharing their own opinions.
Hei Miao glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then whispered, "I'm going into seclusion tomorrow for a month, understand?"
"Yes, I know. Sister, you should cultivate diligently." Guo Mingwu nodded.
"Did you succeed last night?"
Hei Miao changed the subject, asking with a slightly teasing expression.
Guo Mingwu immediately became shy, clutching the hem of her clothes and lowering her head as she said bashfully, "I guess so... we've already pledged our lives to each other."
"Tch, I knew this kid couldn't control himself."
Hei Miao held it in utter contempt.
But now is not the time to complain. She took out a glittering spirit pearl from her bosom.
He quickly stuffed it into Guo Mingwu's hand.
"Remember what I said. Don't forget, I have to go into seclusion. You should cultivate well and don't be too hard on yourself."
Guo Mingwu said sweetly and charmingly, "I remember."
First, I want to be with Yue Qingling.
Secondly, take his Chan Nu's primordial spirit with you. When you're cultivating together, put this bead under the bed, and my cultivation speed will double.
Thirdly, diligently cultivate the Clear Breeze and Bright Moon Technique.
Am I right?
"Oh, good that you remember. This Chan Nu's primordial spirit has been modified by the Empress and can now only be used for dual cultivation. Don't use it for anything else."
Hei Miao said with concern.
But she didn't have that much energy to care about Guo Mingwu anymore.
She must reach the Heavenly Cultivation Realm within two years!
Guo Mingwu's assurances were excellent, but seeing her innocent and carefree demeanor, Hei Miao felt uneasy.
She only hoped that Yue Qingling could provide good guidance.
The dark ages are coming; everyone must work hard.
...
Two months later.
The Imperial Palace of the Dragon Saint Kingdom.
A gentle and serene woman sat in an expensive chair, staring blankly at the white-haired woman in front of her.
The white-haired woman was very beautiful. Her slightly haggard face would be stunningly beautiful with just a little makeup.
But at this moment, the woman seemed to be somewhat mentally unstable.
She was wearing a long red dress and was barefoot, squatting on the floor like a little dog.
She was holding a boiled corn cob in her two delicate hands and eating it with gusto.
Their eating manners were very unrefined and extremely slovenly.
But she didn't care at all; she ate while picking up the corn kernels that had fallen on the floor and stuffing them into her mouth.
She has lost her rationality; she's a complete madwoman.
Huang Xinning just sat in the chair in a daze. She neither stopped her nor left.
Watch as the once invincible Demonic Empress has now become a madwoman with a full head of white hair.
A month and a half ago, Leng Feiran's hair turned white overnight due to excessive grief.
Subsequently, she couldn't accept that she had killed Yue Qingling, and her mental state deteriorated.
When the attack first started, Leng Feiran held her head and cursed, as if she were cursing another version of herself.
Now, she has completely lost her mind and acts crazy every day.
It's better if he goes crazy.
Only in this way could she get a moment's respite and avoid a fate worse than death.
Huang Xinning felt a sense of satisfaction as she watched her go crazy and act foolish.
But Yue Qingling is gone, so there's no point in her feeling happy anymore.
She simply stayed by her former rival's side every day, preventing Leng Feiran from committing suicide.
Huang Xinning didn't care about Leng Feiran's life or death at all; she only used her hatred for Leng Feiran to comfort Yue Qingling's spirit in heaven.
Therefore, Leng Feiran cannot die; if she dies, it would be too good for her!
"Ranran, come eat here."
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