Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

The boy simply drifted away.

Only the Holy Maiden was left standing there, trembling with rage.

In other words.

I'm going out today.

What insights, what feelings, the prosperity and true emotions of the world.

It's all fake!

Was it just that wretched brat trying to play a trick on him?

Ji Lanxue grew angrier and more aggrieved the more she thought about it.

No.

She was a saint.

Wearing a ridiculous pheasant costume, it worked tirelessly and patiently on the bustling streets of the capital.

It's all for one belief: that this is useful for me to experience the power of my origin.

Tell me the result.

These are all fake!

What about all that gritting her teeth, enduring, and self-comforting?

hiss.

Ji Lanxue quickly took a deep breath.

I'm afraid I'll get so angry I'll vomit blood.

well.

In other words.

That brat is indeed cunning.

She must have already planned this prank as soon as she saw me dressed like this when she went to see him.

In a short time.

Ji Lanxue didn't even know whether to call the kid clever or naive.

No.

Perhaps he has forgotten.

Is my current situation anything but worry-free?

The threat posed by the Taiqing Holy Land has not been resolved at all.

Based on her understanding of that group of people.

Perhaps they have already sent people to the capital to lie in wait.

And yet you still have the leisure to waste most of the day on making her unhappy, that's just unbelievable.

Ji Lanxue was so angry that she turned into a gourd on the spot.

Until the waiter cautiously approached and said tremblingly.

"Uh, young lady?"

"That'll be fifteen coins in total. Would you like to pay?"

Ji Lanxue: "..."

Those eyes, usually so gentle and kind, looked at the waiter, and his tone was still mild.

"Ok?"

"Didn't we just say it would be free?"

They were clearly speaking in soft voices.

But I don't know why.

The waiter shivered violently.

I find this girl really scary.

So the sound became even quieter.

"Sweet porridge is free."

"But when that young master left, he also took a bag of roasted beans with him."

"As you know, our family's fried beans are the best for miles around, they're definitely..."

Ji Lanxue was so angry she laughed.

really.

When people are extremely speechless, all they can do is laugh.

Just as Her Highness was speechless with anger.

In another secluded spot within the capital city.

A dark shadow swept across the night and landed in the elegant mansion.

In the courtyard.

Moonlight as water.

A slender figure sat in the courtyard.

The guqin plays a melodious tune, adding to the refined and elegant atmosphere.

The woman wore a long, dark green dress, with a prominent chest and a slender waist.

It is a half-kneeling posture.

Therefore, the slit in the long skirt rolled down at the thigh, revealing the fair and plump skin of her thighs.

Her black hair was half-tied up.

Most of it was draped over her shoulders, almost reaching her waist.

Like water, like a waterfall.

The fingers that played the zither were especially beautiful, crystal clear and delicate as jade.

I heard a noise.

The fingertips stopped.

"how?"

His voice had a low, husky quality characteristic of someone in a position of power.

It sounds quite beautiful.

"Lord Wind Lord."

"As you guessed, Elder Qinghe of the Qingzhu lineage suffered a crushing defeat. Not only did he fail to achieve his goal, but he also lost a considerable number of his men."

"I'm afraid I'll lose a lot of my say when I go back this time."

The woman raised her fingertips.

He gave a casual "hmm".

It seemed completely unsurprising.

Inside the holy site.

Aside from the Holy Lord's lineage, he is undoubtedly the direct descendant and the person in charge of the entire Holy Land.

There are also five other meridians.

After a thousand years of accumulation and development.

Now, any one of their respective lineages, if placed in the mortal world, would be a force comparable to a great immortal sect.

It is only inferior to the Cloud Sea Immortal Sect and the Immortal Palace in terms of power.

That is why.

This is why the holy land has maintained its dominance for thousands of years.

They possess the prestige to quickly establish a Dao Alliance when a great calamity befalls the mortal realm.

A thousand years have passed.

The layout of the holy site has undergone many changes, but it is now almost finalized.

The Five Veins of the Holy Land.

Cangwu and Liusha were subdued by the Holy Maiden and are typical "royalists".

The other three factions each have their own hidden agendas and ideas.

Especially Qingzhu's group.

She had long been unwilling to be subordinate to anyone, especially resentful of being led by the Holy Maiden who was only in her twenties.

The Saintess Project has now failed.

They were the first to get restless.

"Lord of the Wind".

The maid asked curiously.

"So you mean we didn't come to the capital to cause trouble for Her Highness the Holy Maiden?"

The Wind Lord lazily tossed a strand of hair.

Under the moonlight.

At the ends of her dark hair, tiny specks of emerald light shimmered.

She said calmly.

"How could that be?"

"It's just that Qinghe is too foolish."

"If you don't understand the principle of gradual progress, just follow the plan."

He paused for a moment.

She continued to ask.

"I heard that Her Highness the Holy Maiden has gone out?"

"Ah, yes."

The maid recounted everything she had seen that day.

Her tone betrayed a surprise that she herself couldn't hide.

after all.

Since that saintess returned to the holy land.

He appeared gentle and composed.

Their methods, however, were anything but ambiguous.

He's a ruthless person through and through.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have suppressed the entire holy land for so long.

But now... they actually did something like this.

That was truly unexpected.

"is it?"

The Wind Lord was also somewhat surprised.

"Her recent interests are really...something I can't agree with."