The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

The dual cultivation that Qingyi mentioned was naturally not the kind of childish thing that Fengya and the others thought it was. She felt that Fengya was quite powerful, and since the two of them cultivated different paths, they might be able to comprehend different Daoist principles from each other's techniques when they fought.

Fengya agreed almost against his will, and later he felt that he had lost his mind and that the child was poisonous, and that he had been bewitched.

But later, he felt a sense of relief, perhaps because the intersection between people was already preordained in the dark, destined to be either here or somewhere else.

His connection with Qingyi began during his death anniversary.

He was very happy.

They reached a consensus and, in just two or three years, sparred several times. He improved his skills day by day and benefited greatly from it. He also watched as the young girl became calmer and more composed each day.

In the past two or three years, he has undergone a heavenly tribulation, entered the lowest rank of the immortals, and truly escaped the cycle of life and death, while she is going into seclusion to build her foundation.

Fengya actually disagreed with her establishing her foundation at such a young age.

“The tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind. I know you have a solid foundation, but you are still young. You could say that at your age, your bones and muscles are not yet fully developed. Why are you in such a hurry to build your foundation?” He looked at Qingyi, who had already grown into a young girl, and strongly disagreed.

Although they hadn't known each other for very long, their repeated battles and duels had forged a deep bond between them. Even when Fengya was undergoing his tribulation, Qingyi had lent him a helping hand.

Fengya didn't express his gratitude for this friendship, but he kept it in his heart.

He was genuinely looking out for Qingyi.

At such an age, her bones and muscles are still growing. If she cannot withstand the tribulation of lightning during the tribulation, she will surely perish. With her talent and comprehension, establishing her foundation will be a natural process sooner or later. Why is she in such a hurry?

She has plenty of time.

Qingyi fiddled with the yarrow stalks in his hand and said, "I know, but I think it's better for me to enter the Foundation Establishment stage."

Fengya stared at her intently and asked, "What happened?"

This girl is acting a bit strangely.

Their connection began with Min Qingfeng. He knew that although she didn't say it and always defended her master, she harbored some resentment and didn't completely agree with his actions.

This lack of approval became more and more apparent as she grew older and her thinking matured.

She has grown into a completely independent adult, even though she is not yet of marriageable age.

A wisdom bordering on the supernatural can sometimes be truly harmful.

He could tell that this girl was hiding something, most likely related to her master. Even if she stubbornly denied it, that person who was both her teacher and father had an unknown side that she could never figure out.

Her path and her master's path were very different, yet she was so sentimental; she was truly a little fool.

Qingyi shook his head: "I can't explain it, but I have a sense of urgency. Once I reach the Foundation Establishment stage, I might be able to do more things."

Or perhaps, it could save her life in a critical moment.

Fengya gave her a deep look: "What do you need me to do?"

Qingyi smiled and said, "Everyone has their own path. It's a blessing that we've met, but I have to walk my own path. Now that you've joined the ranks of the Five Immortals, you've achieved enlightenment. But Ghost Immortals are the lowest ranks. Although you've escaped reincarnation, you can't ascend to the Immortal Realm. If you want to ascend further, you need to comprehend the Great Dao. So, cultivate diligently and don't get involved in other people's karma; it won't benefit you."

The title of "ghost immortal" sounds impressive, but one cannot enter the realm of immortals and must eventually be reincarnated. To truly enter the mainstream, one must cultivate oneself and make up for any deficiencies.

Feng Ya's face darkened slightly, and his eyes became profound. "Don't worry, I will definitely reach the Foundation Establishment Realm." Qing Yi waved confidently at him, then turned and left.

Fengya frowned, but in the end he gave up. Everyone has their own path, and he should trust her.

When Qingyi returned to Cangshan, she was stopped by Princess Tantai. Her master had returned from the imperial mausoleum, and his expression was not good. Qingyi paused slightly in her steps.

In recent years, my master has often gone to the imperial mausoleum. I heard that the main tomb needs to be repaired and the ancestral mausoleum is also related to the prosperity of the Da Dan nation. So he personally went to set up the formation and engrave the talisman.

He doesn't look well. Could it be that something's wrong at the imperial mausoleum?

She arrived at her master's Taoist cave, only to find him standing outside with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, exuding a cold and desolate aura.

"Aqing greets Master." Qingyi bowed.

The Imperial Preceptor turned to look at her and said, "Aqing has arrived." Seeing the spiritual energy surging around her, he looked pleased and said, "Your cultivation has improved, which shows that you did not neglect your cultivation while I was away. Very good."

Qingyi said, "I dare not fail my master's expectations."

Looking at her now, a young woman, the Imperial Preceptor sighed, "You've grown up, and you're no longer willing to be close to your master. Your replies are also stiff and formal, unlike the mischievous and clever girl you were when you were little."

Qingyi's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face. She took the initiative to walk to his side, looked up and asked, "Master, you seem to be in a bad mood. Is there something wrong with the repairs at the imperial mausoleum?"

"If so, would Aqing be willing to lend me a hand?" the Grand Preceptor asked deliberately.

Without hesitation, Qingyi replied, "This disciple is willing to follow Master's instructions."

The Imperial Advisor sighed, then looked up at the sky and said, "I have been observing the stars lately, and the Ziwei star in the east is unusually dim. I have thus cast a divination, which indicates that the nation's fortune is declining. I fear that there will be unrest in Da Dan and endless turmoil among the people."

He made so many thorough preparations, yet at this crucial moment, the nation's fortunes have stagnated and it seems difficult to rally support. This is truly infuriating.

Qingyi's heart tightened. The Purple Star dimmed, and the world was about to descend into chaos. The first to suffer would surely be the common people.

She couldn't help but think of the divination she had recently performed using yarrow stalks. It wasn't a good divination, but it was closely related to her and had a cause-and-effect connection. Could it also be related to this?
"If one day the country is in turmoil, will you do everything in your power to save the people?" the Imperial Advisor suddenly asked her. "For the sake of the people's righteous path, how far can you go?"

Qing Yi stood ramrod straight, his words ringing out powerfully: "Whatever the people desire, I will pursue it. For the sake of the people's righteous path, I am willing to sacrifice my life and my cause."

The Imperial Advisor's eyes held an ambiguous meaning: "Then you must remember what you said today."

"Master, I have reached the threshold of Foundation Establishment and am preparing to go into seclusion to break through to Foundation Establishment."

The Imperial Preceptor was startled. His hand, hidden under his sleeve, trembled slightly. He then used his divine sense to examine her more closely and realized that she had suppressed her aura, while he had been completely unaware of it.

No wonder, no wonder there was that divination result; the child has grown up, is ready to spread his wings and fly, and is difficult to control.

Is her strength a major disadvantage for him?

He rubbed his fingertips for a long time before saying, "I will lend you a hand when the time comes."

There was no worry, no admonition, and no dissent; it was as if they breathed a sigh of relief, taking it all for granted.

Qingyi bowed in thanks, turned and left, feeling the burning gaze lingering on her back; she pursed her lips slightly. (End of Chapter)