“Slander!”
“She’s slandering me!”
The Emperor’s Banner trembled at the words of the Vermilion Bird heard through the glowing screen.
The anger was cold!
This was definitely an insult to its reputation.
Inside it, every soul felt at home, peaceful and joyful. Not long ago, it even held an intelligence competition to bring joy to the souls.
The intelligence competition was about who retained the most intelligence.
On the mental aspect, the Emperor’s Banner was at full capacity, not to mention the material side—every soul had its own resting place. Sure, they were crammed together, but that was collective warmth!
So, slander? Absolutely slander!
Lu Ye gave it a glance. “She’s talking about the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you’re the Emperor’s Banner; not the same thing.”
With that one sentence, the Emperor’s Banner perked right up.
“Master is the best!”
Shen Xitang looked at Lu Ye. In the last life, Lu Ye was the warm-hearted type; now he’s just become a warm master.
Shangguan Huanling listened to the Vermilion Bird describe the horrors of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but she wasn’t scared at all.
If she wasn’t afraid of death, would she fear pain?
As long as she could be with her brother Lu Ye, she could endure any kind of pain.
Shangguan Huanling wore a face full of defiance.
At that moment, the Vermilion Bird felt incredibly weary.
With Lu Ye around, all the pressure fell on him. The Vermilion Bird hadn’t sensed any major issues with the eight of them.
But now, without Lu Ye, all the problems laid bare before the Vermilion Bird.
So tiring!
The Vermilion Bird was utterly exhausted.
“Can you cultivate properly? Once we’re stronger, we’ll help you find resources; just bear with it for now,” the Vermilion Bird said weakly.
Shangguan Huanling stared blankly at the Vermilion Bird.
Her eyes turned red.
“Vermilion Bird, you’re a good person.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t cause trouble.”
“I’ll cultivate properly.”
The Vermilion Bird looked at Shangguan Huanling and could tell she was lying.
But what could she do about her lies?
Lock her up?
The Vermilion Bird sighed.
She had secretly decided to let Shangguan Huanling be, just to see what she would do.
She would follow quietly.
“As long as you know your mistake, cultivating properly is better than anything else. Right now, even if you self-harm, Lu Ye won’t show up before you. Don’t you understand what that means? If you keep this up, you’ll only hurt yourself.”
Shangguan Huanling nodded repeatedly.
“Vermilion Bird, I understand I was wrong.”
The Vermilion Bird exchanged glances with Sun Ruowei.
“Okay, then you cultivate well; we need to continue our own cultivation too.”
Once the Vermilion Bird and Sun Ruowei returned to their cultivation state, Shangguan Huanling kept thinking.
This was just her—she seemed silly, yet always came up with particularly terrifying ideas.
Surely she knew what “putting a hat on a man” meant?
Of course she knew!
It was precisely because this act was a shameful humiliation for men that Shangguan Huanling thought of it.
She had seen it before; one of her father’s concubines had done that, and her father had been furious beyond measure.
That concubine had been dealt with severely, and many people had died because of it.
In Shangguan Huanling’s view, if she did that, Lu Ye would definitely be unable to hold back his rage and kill her, then stuff her soul into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
This was just Shangguan Huanling’s unique thought process.
The process didn’t matter; how angry Lu Ye would get didn’t matter; the result was what mattered.
So, she had to continue.
The Vermilion Bird and Sun Ruowei were starting to lose their patience with her, and she could see it.
Only Lu Ye would always treat her well, as long as she could return to his side.
Even if it meant entering the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and enduring all sorts of suffering, she was willing, just to be with Lu Ye.
Not even an hour had passed.
Shangguan Huanling ran off again.
This time, she was truly set on putting a hat on Lu Ye.
She needed to find a Dao Companion first.
The Vermilion Bird and Sun Ruowei secretly followed her.
They watched as Shangguan Huanling entered Heavenly Gate City.
Her gaze searched around.
After all, in her past life, her Dao Companion was Lu Ye; the average person obviously wouldn’t catch her eye.
Soon, Shangguan Huanling spotted a dashing young man and approached him.
“Young lady greets you, Fellow Daoist!”
Shangguan Huanling said.
Lu Ye and the others were watching her through the glowing screen.
The young man stared at Shangguan Huanling, momentarily taken aback.
This face was somewhat familiar.
Where had he seen her?
Right, he recalled—during that event that reflected across the Nine Heavens.
One of the women was indeed this one, named Shangguan Huanling; yes, that’s right—Shangguan Huanling, the woman who had darkly harmed the Nine Lives Celestial Lord in her past life.
“Fellow Daoist, what brings you here?” the young man asked cautiously.
“Oh, nothing much; I just thought you looked so refined and handsome under the moonlight. I’d like to invite you to appreciate the flowers and the moon, and explore the Dao together. Would you be interested?” Shangguan Huanling smiled.
The young man’s legs nearly gave way.
What the heck?
Has Lu Ye gotten so desperate that he’s using his own woman as bait?
The young man pictured it: if he said “yes,” Lu Ye would instantly appear, fuming with rage.
“What a pair of scheming couple, daring to deceive me! I see your family faces doom; you shall perish!”
And then he’d be dead.
His family would be annihilated.
All resources would be taken by Lu Ye, and this smiling woman would be delivering the good news to him.
The young man couldn’t help but shiver violently.
Whoa, that’s creepy!
“You’ve got the wrong person; I already have a family. I must take my leave!”
With that, the young man bolted, even using his escape techniques to ensure he got away quickly.
“Hey, Fellow Daoist…”
Shangguan Huanling frowned as she watched the young man disappear.
What just happened?
But it’s fine; she could continue searching.
Soon, she found another one.
However, most of the eligible candidates were from prestigious families, and everyone had seen the memories of Yue Hongling.
The moment they saw Shangguan Huanling, they thought Lu Ye was a ruthless man.
For the sake of his cultivation, he actually used his own woman as bait.
Truly terrifying, a being capable of becoming a Celestial Lord!
Not worth the trouble; they couldn’t provoke such a person.
Shangguan Huanling found one after another, but each time, she was met with rejection.
Her confidence was being utterly crushed. What’s wrong? Am I really that ugly?