Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Seeing the speechless look on Hei Ta's face, Qi Zhimu chuckled.

"My situation is considered good, at least relatively normal. Jing Yuan and Dan Feng are the ones who are in a worse situation."

"How tragic? Were you written to death?" Black Tower asked nonchalantly.

"Here, take a look for yourself." Qi Zhimu took out another physical book.

It's slightly thinner than the previous books, so I imagine it doesn't have a particularly large word count.

"The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix?"

Hei Ta didn't understand the meaning of the book's title at first, but seeing that the book was of average thickness, he adopted quantum speed reading.

I never imagined that when I saw certain things, it would be too late for regrets.

The nearly 200,000-word drama of love, hate, life and death ends with the two male protagonists passing away tragically in each other's arms.

Hei Ta didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked, feeling as if he had seen Ruan Mei using Qi Zhimu as a plug in front of him.

He tossed the book aside and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Jingyuan Danfeng is a homophone for Jingyuan and Danfeng, but the key is that even though it's written, it has to be full of melodramatic plots. I doubt a mentally sound person could write it."

She admitted that Qi Zhimu was indeed right...

Compared to Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, works based on him and Jingliu are as normal as can be.

No, I have to erase the memory of watching Phoenix Seeking Phoenix.

Without hesitation, Black Tower reverted to his previous state, returning to the time before he had read the book, leaving only the self-suggestion that he absolutely must not be curious enough to read Phoenix Seeking Phoenix.

It's so good to have a brain that hasn't been contaminated by outrageous literature.

……

A few days later, early in the morning.

Yanqing visited Qingxinju and earnestly requested Qi Zhimu to instruct him in swordsmanship.

Qi Zhimu didn't think much of it and nodded happily. He left a message for the still-unawakened Black Tower, and then took Yanqing to the training ground.

Yanqing is exceptionally talented and has great potential. At a young age, he became a hunter on his journey.

In terms of swordsmanship, Qi Zhimu didn't actually have much to teach him.

It is precisely because of their high degree of adaptability that it is not suitable to learn from others' styles step by step, as that would easily lock in one's own potential.

Therefore, Qi Zhimu is more inclined to teach him how to properly control and utilize the power of destiny.

Before starting, Qi Zhimu asked a few questions and learned that Jing Yuan had not yet taught this part, so he explained the important content about the power of destiny to Yanqing.

"Under any circumstances, most of the forces of destiny can be collectively referred to as imaginary energy, and their strength level can also be judged by imaginary energy."

Yanqing stood upright, her attention highly focused.

"Whether they are Destiny Walkers, Commanders, or Star Gods, they will naturally possess a special frequency."

"Some call it imaginary frequency, imaginary fluctuation, or imaginary response; they're all pretty much the same."

"When your opponent's imaginary number response makes you feel pressured, then without a doubt, your opponent is likely much stronger than you, and vice versa."

"Of course, this is just the most basic way of identification. Many powerful individuals can notice their own imaginary number reactions and hide or conceal them."

"Therefore, never underestimate any opponent who may seem inferior to you."

"Yanqing understands." Yanqing nodded.

"Now, attack me with your strongest move."

"good!"

Yanqing's face turned serious. She immediately drew her sword and leaped into the air to launch an attack.

Hesitating for even half a second is a sign of doubt and disrespect for the Grandmaster's strength.

……

While Qi Zhimu was instructing his great-grand-disciple, Hei Ta woke up and saw the former's message. He didn't have any particular thoughts and lazily stretched his limbs.

After quickly getting up and washing up, she found that Yu Qingtu was already enjoying the breakfast that Qi Zhimu had prepared in advance.

They sat down to the side, exchanged casual greetings, and chatted about some intellectually stimulating topics.

Before long, the topic returned to Qi Zhimu.

"You're so calm, and you don't seem to care about my feelings. I'll repeat myself, I have no problem with you."

"Trying to cook perfect ingredients with high heat will never result in a soup that tastes as good as one that is simmered over low heat."

Yu Qingtu answered calmly, savoring the fragrant yet not greasy clear soup, her movements elegant no matter how you looked at it.

The black tower remained silent, scrutinizing Yu Qingtu closely.

Instead of her usual cross-collar long tulle dress, she wore a more modern light black dress.

She wore no makeup, her long black hair simply tied up on the left side.

Without any makeup, her fair skin appeared flawless against the backdrop of her light black dress.

No matter how you look at it, you can't find any fault with it.

But...it's too similar, she doesn't feel good about it...

Subconsciously, Black Tower took out a pair of light champagne gold glasses that were bestsellers in Louvre.

"Try wearing it."

"What?" Yu Qingtu didn't think much of it and casually took it and put it on.

"That's much better." Black Tower nodded in satisfaction.

"Let's make it clear." Yu Qingtu didn't quite understand what she meant for the time being.

"You and Ruan Mei have a similar temperament. Although I know it's a coincidence, I still find myself hallucinating."

The Black Tower summoned a mirror, which hung in front of Yu Qingtu.

"Before, you were used to wearing ancient costumes, so I didn't think much of it. But when you put on a modern-style long dress, I tend to hallucinate Ruan Mei."

"Ah Ruan's cultural upbringing and hobbies are similar to mine. Based on these alone, she shouldn't be mistaken for her."

Looking at herself in the mirror, with her temperament softened and she appeared more intellectual after putting on glasses, Yu Qingtu was slightly surprised.

She had never worn glasses before and was never surprised by their effect.

"People who are unique have an advantage," Black Tower shrugged.

"Everyone's soul is unique."

"What the human eye can directly see is mostly the physical form."

"Maybe so, but I believe Xiao Mu can see more important things than physical appearance, so don't worry about me. That's not like you."

Yu Qingtu understood that Black Tower intended to accelerate her and Qi Zhimu's progress.

However, her guess was not entirely correct.

"It's not that I'm not like you, I just don't want to see someone who comes from behind surpass you in progress." Black Tower curled his lip.

"...The one you're referring to who came from behind, you wouldn't happen to be A-Ruan, would you?"

"Otherwise what? From your perspective, Ruan Mei arrived first, but from my perspective, you were here before her."

As he spoke, Black Tower couldn't help but let out a few gloating laughs.

"Who told Ruan Mei's final order to Zhi Mu to forget her? Hehe~~"

Yu Qingtu chuckled dismissively at Hei Ta's words and put down his chopsticks.

Just as he was about to reply, two figures walked in from outside.

Mirror Flow, and Snow Robe.

Upon seeing the two people in the restaurant, both Jingliu and Xueyi were momentarily stunned.

Xueyi was the first to regain her senses and greeted him politely, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hello, Ms. Heita, Ms. Yu Qingtu."

She had met Yu Qingtu before, but this was her first meeting with Hei Ta. However, she had seen his photo at Qi Zhimu's place and was deeply impressed by it.

The two geniuses naturally knew of Xueyi's existence and had no objections to her.

Heita then replied with a greeting, neither warm nor cold.

Yu Qingtu responded with a smile, without putting on airs of a genius, and also took the initiative to greet Jing Liu.

"What are you doing here? Where is Master?"

Jing Liu's unconscious words made Hei Ta shake his head and sigh.

There's an old saying in Xianzhou: "You can't hit a smiling face." But look at you, I thought your first words to Yu Qingtu would be a "hello."