In the small courtyard, Yao Chenzi wiped away his tears after crying his fill: "That wicked disciple inherited Master's talent and is a martial arts prodigy of our time. Have you thought it through—"
After reading his master's earnest words, he wanted to persuade someone again, but when he turned his head, he was stunned.
However, Wei Pingxi had already begun meditative practice—the heat swirling and condensing above his head was a sign of the first level of success in the Compassionate Subduing Magic.
He stared in disbelief, then exclaimed in admiration: Who isn't a martial arts prodigy?
He initially befriended Wei Pingxi because of her rare physical attributes and talent. Later, thanks to her kindness, he learned what kind of person she was and couldn't bear to see such a person pass away so tragically.
Life is unpredictable; after many twists and turns, she still ended up on this path.
While Wei Pingxi was diligently practicing the quick-success method left by the Compassionate Master in a courtyard of the Yu family, Madam Wei was carefully selecting beauties to warm her daughter's bed.
The group consisted of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, all with great figures. She picked and chose, feeling that these men were not worthy of lying in her daughter's bed, and her expression grew colder.
Gu Chenzi watched her jealousy from the shadows, but after a while he found it boring and turned his gaze southward.
Wei Pingxi must not be allowed to live.
But we can't kill them now.
Only when the second young lady sees her daughter's true colors can the butcher's knife fall.
Yan Qing is quite an interesting person—she's crazy when she's in love, and even more insane when she's disgusted.
She's waiting to see that day.
...
Inside the palace, the Empress led Yuzhi on a stroll through the Imperial Garden.
As the weather warms up and spring flowers bloom, Ning You, the head palace maid, is feeling quite down. Lately, the Empress has been treating her coldly, and she can't understand why.
Based on her observations over the past few days, the Empress had been frequently visiting the side hall, whether she had something to do or not, and she wondered what rare items were hidden there.
This time was no different. Miss Yu entered the palace to accompany the Empress, while Ning You, as the Empress's confidante, was left out in the cold.
The other palace maids and eunuchs were gossiping behind her back, secretly discussing whether she had fallen out of favor.
Ning You was anxious and confused, but she had a vague feeling that she would find out by going to the side hall.
The premonition grew stronger and stronger, and she started walking, weaving through the flowers and willows, heading in that direction without looking back.
In the side hall, Granny Nian, with a rosy complexion, smiled and pushed open a window.
The Emperor and Empress treated her very well, seemingly intending for her to live out her remaining years in peace. Nian Jiaojiao deeply regretted her past actions.
If she had known this would happen, why would she have lived a life of hiding and never seeing the light of day?
It feels so good to see the light of day again.
Only rats hide in dark ditches.
Of course, there are also thieves who stand brazenly in the sunlight.
This world...
In the end, this peaceful and prosperous era belongs to Your Majesty.
The old woman leaned out of the window, enjoying the warm sunshine on her body, a smile playing on her lips.
Ning You felt a chill run through him as he stared intently at the ugly old woman.
This is--
The old woman limped out of the room. When Ning You saw the black mole on her neck, he was terrified, as if he had seen a demon.
Nian Jiaojiao!
This is Nian Jiaojiao!
She...she's dead, isn't she?
A huge panic gripped her heart. Ning You's breathing became rapid, and she hid herself like a thief, her heart filled with anxiety.
This is bad news.
She thought.
The Second Miss and the Empress Dowager were both deceived!
Granny Nian didn't die; she was right under the noses of His Majesty and the Empress in the Gan Ning Palace!
It's over.
She collapsed to the ground.
The old woman hummed a little tune as she went back to her room, content with herself.
At the same time, an extremely fat carrier pigeon flew out of the palace and soared into the vast sky.
"Did she see it?"
"I see, the carrier pigeon has been sent out."
Ji Ying, pen in hand, reviewed the memorials submitted by the ministers. Without raising her head, her voice was steady, carrying a calm calm before the storm: "They've been sent out, so let's make preparations. The sword is about to be drawn."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The emperor's sword, once drawn, will surely draw blood.
The wrath of an emperor can cause the deaths of millions.
The Grand Eunuch Yang Ruo respectfully withdrew from the Imperial Study, turning around with a calm and composed expression—the thorns were finally about to be cut down.
Chapter 69 The Poisonous Name of Forgetfulness
Ning You was terrified, and after much deliberation, he went to Fushou Palace.
If His Majesty and the Empress Dowager are vying for power, and the Empress Dowager wins, it would be a way to curry favor with her.
A servant should not serve two masters, but she had betrayed the Empress many years ago, so she could not be considered a loyal servant; all she did was try to survive.
"She went to Fushou Palace?"
"I've gone."
Yan Xiu gazed at the blooming spring flowers outside the window, remaining silent for a long time.
Yu Zhi, holding the cat, stood guard beside her: "Your Majesty, shall we begin?"
"Okay, let's begin."
The answer was too light, like willow catkins falling to the ground, yet it exploded like spring thunder in people's hearts.
Yu Zhi tightened her clothes and stroked the cat's head absentmindedly, her mind preoccupied: I wonder what Xi Xi is doing now.
Before the storm, the world was immersed in a gentle and peaceful tranquility. Miss Wei opened her eyes from her meditation, her features as if they had been washed by clear water. This was the clear and transparent feeling that came from the first stage of cultivation, 'Waves Wash Away', where true energy cleanses every part of the body.
The Compassionate Spell is divided into three realms, each with ten levels.
Using true qi as a wave to cleanse the body of impurities and achieve the effect of body tempering, thus maximizing the stimulation of human potential, this is the first realm: cleansing away impurities.
After breaking through the 'waves', while sleeping, walking, and drinking water, the eight extraordinary meridians are all automatically cultivating. This is the second realm: water flows on its own.
Entering the realm of "water flowing naturally" no longer requires talent, but rather a truly compassionate heart. It is about subduing demons in the world and preventing evil spirits from wreaking havoc on humanity. Only with such great kindness, courage, and fearlessness can one naturally enter the third realm: questioning the heavens.
In just half a day, Wei Pingxi had reached the third level of the second realm, leaving Yao Chenzi speechless with amazement: "Impressive."
"How does it compare to Ancestor Xuan Yin?"
"They are evenly matched in terms of talent."
He sighed, "Although the method of subduing magic with compassion is a quick way to learn, the speed of cultivation slows down the further you go..."
While talent may be indistinguishable, age can. Gu Chenzi, having received the true teachings of the Compassionate Master and practicing unorthodox methods, has accumulated more than a decade's worth of experience compared to Wei Pingxi. Defeating her will not be a matter of a day or two.
What they lack most right now is time.
"It's alright, I wasn't planning on fighting her one-on-one anyway."
She lifted her sleeve and sniffed, then frowned at the stench emanating from herself: "It's getting late, I'll head back now."
"Huh?"
Before Yao Chenzi could finish speaking, a gentle breeze swept by, and the Fourth Miss was nowhere to be seen in the room.
Having such ghostly movements even after only entering the second realm, given time, he might truly master divine skills and be able to slay demons.
only……
He frowned: "I must live to see that time."
Compared to him, Wei Pingxi didn't have so many concerns. Having been reborn and having died once, he was willing to pay a greater price to survive.
She walked down the long street, the spring breeze brushing her eyebrows and playfully lifting the hem of her dress.
From south to north of Xuanwu Street, a distance of 1,232 steps, the final step marked the completion of the fourth level of the second realm.
Wei Pingxi was still walking.
Entering the Marquis's residence, we walked to the Jingzhe Courtyard.
As the sun set, Madam Wei waited quietly in the Jingzhe Courtyard, surrounded by three beauties she had carefully selected. Some had a cool and aloof demeanor, others were stunningly beautiful, and still others were charming and lovely. Their eyes lit up when they saw their fourth young lady returning home.
Like a candle being lit, it has a bright light.
"Mother."
Madam Wei looked at him with affection: "Why are you only coming back now? Come and see the person your mother chose for you. Do you like him?"
The three women were probably surprised that the legendary fourth young lady was so beautiful. Their faces flushed with different shades of red. Wei Pingxi lazily lifted her eyelids and yawned: "Keep her to serve tea and water. Mother, I'm sleepy. I'll go back to my room to rest."
"Aren't you going to eat?"
"We'll talk about it after I wake up."
She stepped into the room, and Madam Wei muttered a few words before turning around to arrange for the three beauties to stay in the backyard.
They were supposed to be serving tea and water, but who knows when they might be dragged onto the bed. The four maids dared not order the people sent by the lady to do any chores.
The courtyard was quiet after the Awakening of Insects. After taking a bath, Wei Pingxi lay on the bed and slept soundly.
It is both sleeping and spiritual practice.