The woman didn’t mention money at all and was about to leave.
Yi Feng could only remind her in this way.
But to Shi Qingwu’s ears, his words instantly took on a different meaning.
“What he said…”
“These words…”
“Is he asking me to think of him, to remember him?”
“And… to visit him more often?”
Flustered and embarrassed, Shi Qingwu’s face turned red all the way to the tips of her ears. Her small hands fidgeted, unsure where to place them.
“Alright!”
After hesitating for a long time, she blushed, lowered her head, and let out a soft, shy exclamation before quickly running off.
“What kind of expression was that?”
Yi Feng watched Shi Qingwu’s retreating figure with confusion, scratching his head before lying back down on the recliner.
He took out the red letter again.
This was no ordinary letter.
When opened, it not only contained written descriptions of the situation but also depicted scenes from the spirit world, where the sky was covered as if in an apocalyptic vision.
“Beyond the circle, the boundary wall.”
“So, apart from the Immortal Realm, there are other worlds as well?”
Yi Feng fell into deep thought.
A sense of crisis filled him.
At the same time, he thought about his own strength and asked Su Bai to bring him a book explaining the realms of cultivation.
Licking his lips, he flipped to the next page.
Following the content, Yi Feng counted on his fingers.
Golden Immortal early stage, mid-stage, late stage, perfection…
Profound Immortal, nine layers…
Reincarnation Immortal Mirror, mid-stage, late stage, perfection…
True Essence Immortal Realm, mid-stage, late stage, perfection…
Star Immortal Realm, mid-stage, late stage, perfection…
Sun and Moon Immortal Realm, mid-stage, late stage, perfection…
And then, True Immortal.
Calculating step by step, he should be around the 31st layer of True Immortal.
Based on this realm, Yi Feng searched for the corresponding description in the book.
True Immortal, 30th layer—an absolute powerhouse, as rare as a phoenix feather or a unicorn horn even when combining the Immortal Realm and the Eight Realms. This is the realm of founding ancestors and rulers of entire realms.
“Oh? Oh? Oh?”
Yi Feng exclaimed, his lips curling up.
So, he was this strong?
He was among the rarest of the rare?
No wonder, no wonder he hadn’t seen anyone with a higher cultivation level than his on his journey to find disciples.
It seemed that in the Immortal Realm, he was already at the pinnacle.
If that was the case…
Even if the world were to end, and dark mist were to spread, he should still have the power to protect himself, right?
Thinking this, Yi Feng lay back on the recliner with a sense of relief.
Over the next few days, Yi Feng spent his time lazing around.
However, realizing that Shi Qingwu hadn’t come to deliver money in several days, he couldn’t help but ask around. Upon learning that she had indeed been very busy recently, he finally felt at ease.
In the Hundred Refinements Sect’s main hall,
Shi Qingwu sat at her desk, handling the sect’s affairs.
It was only after Yi Feng’s appearance that the Hundred Refinements Sect had truly unified, and there were countless matters to deal with.
Putting down the jade slip in her hand, she stretched lazily, her slender waist looking enchantingly alluring, enough to make anyone’s heart race.
After stretching, she prepared to continue her work.
But then, the image of that ever-gentle, smiling face appeared in her mind once more.
So warm.
So kind.
For a moment, her thoughts drifted far away…
“Sect Master.”
A Girl in Black appeared behind her.
“Hmm!”
Shi Qingwu quickly snapped out of her thoughts and responded casually.
The Girl in Black, however, couldn’t help but chuckle, leaning closer to Shi Qingwu’s ear and saying, “Sect Master, your heart probably isn’t here, is it?”
“What are you talking about?”
Shi Qingwu rolled her eyes.
“Hehe.”
Freed from the internal strife of the sect, the Girl in Black’s playful nature emerged as she teased, “You can fool others, but you can’t fool me.”
“But it’s nothing to be ashamed of. After all, Senior Yi Feng is not only talented and immensely powerful but also has such an otherworldly appearance.”
“You little brat! If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll throw you in the dungeon!” Shi Qingwu scolded angrily.
“Oh? So someone’s in denial? Well, then I guess I won’t share the latest news I got from Senior Yi Feng,” the Girl in Black said, folding her hands behind her back and pretending to be mysterious.
“What news?”
Shi Qingwu grabbed the Girl in Black’s hand, asking anxiously.
“See? You’re still denying it?”
The Girl in Black laughed.
“Just tell me already.”
Shi Qingwu glared at her, her voice a mix of anger and shyness.
“Fine, fine.”
The Girl in Black rolled her eyes, then leaned closer to Shi Qingwu’s ear and whispered, “I heard that Senior Yi Feng has been asking about what you’ve been up to recently.”
“Really?”
Shi Qingwu’s eyes lit up.
“Of course it’s true. But you, you’re just pretending to be busy here,” the Girl in Black said, exasperated.
“I’m not pretending, I really am busy,” Shi Qingwu insisted.
“But this kind of busy work, any elder would gladly take it off your hands to curry favor with you,” the Girl in Black retorted.
“I… I just…”
Shi Qingwu lowered her head.
“Oh, come on, I know you too well,” the Girl in Black said. “You’re just afraid of misinterpreting Senior Yi Feng’s intentions and embarrassing yourself if you go to him.”
“But now that you know he’s been asking about you, you can put those worries aside and just go!” the Girl in Black urged, waving her hand.
Shi Qingwu hesitated, her head still lowered. “But I… I…”
“Oh, just go already!”
The Girl in Black pushed Shi Qingwu out the door.
Once outside,
Shi Qingwu’s mind was filled with the Girl in Black’s words, and her cheeks turned bright red once more.
He…
He’s actually been asking about me…
With his strength, he didn’t need to do this. If he had simply spoken up, or even used force, she wouldn’t have been able to resist—nor would she have wanted to.
But instead, he’s been so…
She returned to her chamber and spent some time carefully dressing up.
When she stepped out, it was as if she had transformed into a different person.
In the past, she always wore a black robe, cold and aloof, maintaining an air of authority.
Though even then, her beauty was undeniable, it was nothing compared to how stunning she looked now.
Now, she wore a snow-white dress, the waist cinched to highlight her slender figure, the hem stopping just above her knees, revealing her long, graceful legs.
Her face, already breathtaking, was lightly dusted with blush, her skin glowing like jade, radiant and flawless.
She hurried excitedly to Yi Feng’s courtyard.
Gone was the demeanor of a sect master; she had become a young woman, pure and simple.
“Greetings, Senior Yi Feng.”
Arriving in the courtyard, Shi Qingwu gracefully curtsied, her dress swaying slightly.
“Sect Master Shi, you’ve finally come.”
Seeing her, Yi Feng immediately stood up, his excitement evident as he welcomed her into the courtyard.
Noticing the excitement in Yi Feng’s eyes, Shi Qingwu lowered her head shyly.
“Sect Master Shi, you look absolutely beautiful today.”
Seeing Shi Qingwu in such a different light, Yi Feng couldn’t help but praise her sincerely.
“You flatter me, Senior.”
Shi Qingwu replied modestly, though her heart leapt with joy. It seemed Yi Feng really liked this look.
“Do you know? I’ve been waiting for you every day,” Yi Feng said excitedly.
“Uh…”
Shi Qingwu was at a loss for words.
This…
So direct?
She wasn’t prepared for this.
But it made her heart flutter with delight!

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