The sea and sky blend into one color, and the waters stretch endlessly.
The sunset rises on the horizon where the Black Sea meets Mount Futu.
As the sun sets, it leaves behind endless radiance. The shadows of two figures sitting atop the Shangqing Palace are stretched long. Occasionally, the cry of a crane can be heard as it soars through the sky, forming a line that adorns the beautiful sunset glow.
Qinghe suddenly remembered the shadow game he used to play at the Dragon Slaying Platform, but now he was on the dome of a palace, surrounded by bricks and tiles, and could no longer play the game.
Lost in thought, Qinghe felt someone's gaze, turned around, and asked hesitantly, "Am I pretty?"
Su Feng nodded honestly.
Looking at his obedient appearance, Qinghe felt a mischievous urge to tease him. "How many women have you seen before? Have you ever had a crush on any of them?"
Upon hearing this, Su Feng actually began to seriously recall.
During the long wait, Qinghe's face grew darker and darker. The longer he thought about it, the more women he had met. With his looks, he must have had many female confidantes. Thinking about Qi Rong's flamboyant appearance, he must have attracted quite a few women.
Upon thinking of this, Qinghe's face darkened completely.
Unfortunately, Su Feng couldn't hear her thoughts. He was like a blank sheet of paper, like a newborn, without Qi Rong's past memories, and naturally, he had no female confidantes.
Without thinking, there is nothing to think about; it is only to ensure that he is telling the truth that I have thought for a long time.
"No, from the past to the present, it's only you."
It's not like sweet nothings, but it's even better than sweet nothings.
Qinghe's lips curled up. "You're smart enough to know your place." If he dared to say a name, she guaranteed she would kick Su Feng off the roof.
The sunset glow on the horizon was fully visible, its red light reflecting on their faces, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere.
"So beautiful."
"Um."
The two people, nestled together, were completely absorbed in admiring the beautiful scenery, unaware that Shen Xun was also enjoying the view from not far away.
At this moment, he has reverted to the appearance of a child, and there is a copper coin on the open ground next to him, which is the one on his wrist.
"It's quite beautiful, isn't it?"
But no one responded to him.
After the sunset faded, Qing and Su Feng came down from the roof and returned to the palace. A palace servant came to find Su Feng, saying it was an order from the Northern Lord. Su Feng ignored him and dismissed him with a few perfunctory words.
As night fell and Qinghe thought about going to the Divine Tree Space, she said to Sufeng, "I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest. You should go back too."
Su Feng seemed reluctant to part with her, but seeing her tired face, he couldn't bear it and nodded with an "Mm".
After walking out of the palace gate, Qinghe hadn't gone far when a figure blocked his way.
Bei Jun stood with his hands behind his back, looking rather arrogant, and squinted at Qing He, seemingly quite disgusted.
There was another person following behind him, hidden in the darkness. Qinghe could tell that it was the Little Immortal Official Hearing the Sound.
Qinghe paused for a moment, then politely asked, "What brings you here, Lord Bei?"
“I saw you and Lord Su Feng this afternoon.”
Qinghe remained calm and said indifferently, "So what?"
Bei Jun said coldly, "I'm warning you, you'd better stay away from the Divine Lord. He's someone you're not qualified to even dream of."
Qinghe glanced at Zhihui beside her, her expression relaxed, as if she hadn't taken Beijun's words to heart.
This attitude angered the Northern Lord. "I order you to leave Mount Futu tomorrow and never set foot here again, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Hearing this, he secretly wiped away a bead of sweat. After all, he was in charge of supervising all the palace maids and servants in the divine realm. If any problems arose, he would be the first to be held accountable. His official position was hard-earned, and he didn't want to lose it for someone unrelated to him.
Although this young girl came from a troubled family, he had already shown her no mercy, so it would be best to get rid of her as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, he reverted to his aloof demeanor and said to Qinghe, "You heard what Beijun said just now. You should leave tomorrow."
Qinghe thought for a moment and readily agreed, "Alright, since Mount Futu is so unwelcoming to me, I'll leave tomorrow and won't stay any longer. But..."
Upon hearing the voice, he asked, "Just what?"
Qinghe crossed his arms and said, "However, I will never go back on my word once I leave. Even if you beg me, I will never turn back."
Hearing this, she dismissed it with a cold voice, "Who do you think you are? You're not some noble goddess. Besides, this is an order from the Northern Lord, and no one dares to disobey it."
Qinghe shrugged and said nothing more.
"Oh, looks like I've come at the wrong time again."
Shen Xun arrived at some unknown time, his gentle and refined appearance appearing even more handsome in the moonlight.
He then adopted the same expression he had when he saw Qing and Su Feng during the day, and teased, "What were you two doing on a dark and windy night when no one was around?"
This concerns his innocence. Hearing this, he angrily rebuked, "How dare you! How dare a mere servant speak so disrespectfully!"
He looked at Shen Xun carefully, then seemed to realize something. "You two came together, you're in cahoots, aren't you?"
Qing nodded approvingly, "Not too stupid."
Shen Xun looked at himself, then at Qing He, and finally at Wen Sheng with disdain. "What kind of eyes do you have? Look at her, and then look at my handsome face. Do you think I would be on her side?"
Qing glared at him and said, "You brat!"
Hearing the voice, he carefully observed the two people and thought, "They don't seem quite alike."
Qinghe's lips twitched. "Are you blind?!"
Sensing the inexplicable hostility, he straightened his expression and said, "Remember what you said. Leave the God Realm tomorrow and do not go back on your word."
He gave her a warning look, then turned and left.
Shen Xun, unaware of the reason, asked, "Are you leaving tomorrow?"
Qinghe looked at him with a smile, but Shen Xun sensed a hint of danger in her eyes.
"Uh, I just remembered I have something to do, so I'll go first."
Before the sword tip even reached Shen Xun's face, it had already gracefully departed, leaving only a corner of its garment behind.
Qinghe withdrew the Great Light Mantra and then turned and left.
The night at Mount Futu was unexpectedly cold. Qinghe wrapped her clothes tighter and walked towards the Suoyao Temple. She passed a hot spring, where the sound of water could be heard and the scent of perfume filled the air, intoxicating the night sky.
Qinghe originally intended to bypass the hot springs and head straight for the Suoyao Temple, but the words coming from inside piqued her interest.
He darted behind a tree, leaning forward with a focused expression.
This scene was very much like a lecherous man peeping at women taking a bath. Qinghe swore that she had no interest in women's bodies, but was simply curious about what they were saying.
"Sister Mu Ge, Bei Jun was very satisfied with you in today's competition. It seems that advancing to the rank of Goddess is only a matter of time."
"Yes, yes, I heard about it. Only ten maids were selected, and you were the only one whose name was recorded, Sister Mu."
"Looks like I should congratulate Sister Mu in advance."
Amidst the enchanting scenery and the swirling mist of the hot spring, Mu Ge, surrounded by several maids, smiled gently and said, "Ascension to Goddess is not so easy. The Northern Lord has only left my name; whether I can be promoted is still unknown."
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