The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

“Master Su, do you want to try again under the Yunmeng Goddess statue?”

As Feng Xuan and the others left, the crowd that had gathered to watch the commotion also gradually dispersed. The Wind Bell Square was no longer as crowded.

Most of the people who remained were recent arrivals to Yunmeng City, wanting to experience the Yunmeng Goddess statue and the twelve white jade pillars surrounding it.

At this time, not many people were paying attention to the two of them.

Feng Qingya asked again, seemingly unwilling to believe that Su Jingzhen had no reaction under the Yunmeng Goddess statue.

After a moment of contemplation, Su Jingzhen nodded.

“It’s fine.”

The two of them headed towards the Yunmeng Goddess statue once more.

As they passed by the first white jade pillar, Su Jingzhen began to examine it seriously.

As he looked around, he noticed that the symbols on the white jade pillars were different, but they all seemed to be similar.

Su Jingzhen could clearly sense a fierce and murderous aura emanating from them.

But that was all he could sense.

He slowly walked between the pillars, returning to the base of the Yunmeng Goddess statue.

He closed his eyes and immersed himself in the sensation for a while.

But when he opened his eyes, he still shook his head at Feng Qingya.

Apart from feeling comfortable being there, he had no other sensations.

He didn’t have any epiphanies or enter a state of enlightenment.

He felt that something was amiss.

He made a mental note to return and explore the place again after his Dantian was repaired.

“It seems that the Yunmeng Goddess statue here has no connection to me.”

Su Jingzhen’s tone was filled with helplessness as he spoke.

Feng Qingya’s lips curled into a bitter smile.

“Perhaps this is the limitation of Body Cultivation. After all, Body Cultivation’s power is cultivated through actual practice, and I’ve never heard of anyone having an epiphany.”

Feng Qingya’s words were meant to comfort Su Jingzhen, who nodded in response. The two of them then left Wind Bell Island directly.

There was no longer any attachment to this place.

It was already noon, and Feng Qingya took Su Jingzhen to the newly built Qingya Manor to take a look.

The place had undergone a drastic transformation since the fire had ravaged it the previous day. Now, it was a majestic and exquisite building.

The entire foundation of the new Qingya Manor had been completed, and many cultivators were busy with the finer details of the decorations.

Just from the rough decorations, Su Jingzhen could already imagine that the manor would be extremely luxurious and elegant once it was fully completed.

The transformation was like night and day.

Su Jingzhen couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration.

Feng Qingya only took a glance around and didn’t plan to stay for long.

After all, Mu Lao had given her three days, so she would just come back to inspect it then.

When the two of them returned to the Feng Family, the Feng Family disciples they met on the way no longer seemed as anxious as before.

Each of them had a confident glint in their eyes.

The people who remained in the Feng Family were mostly those who had been neutral or secretly supported Feng Qingya or her father, Feng Botao.

With Feng Baozhao’s downfall, they had become the masters of the house.

Almost everyone who remained had undergone a significant change in status.

Previously, when Feng Baozhao was in power, their resources had been severely limited.

But now, not only had they recovered, but they had also far surpassed their previous expectations.

Each Feng Family disciple they met greeted Feng Qingya with extreme respect.

These ordinary Feng Family disciples were well aware that if nothing unexpected happened, Feng Qingya would become the future leader of the Feng Family, even as a woman.

She was the only heir of the previous house master, the only legitimate successor, and her cultivation talent and handling of affairs were unmatched among the younger generation.

Most importantly, she was currently favored by the Feng Family Ancestor.

As for the other young Feng Family members, they didn’t have the qualifications to compete with her.

Because when Feng Qingya had fought against Feng Baozhao’s faction, none of these people had lent her a hand.

Even if they didn’t support Feng Baozhao’s faction, they had only secretly cheered her on.

So, everything that was happening in the Feng Family now could be said to be thanks to Feng Qingya’s efforts.

So, how could these Feng Family disciples not show her respect?

Feng Qingya smiled in response to each of their greetings.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.

However, Xuening, Ye Zhiqiu, and Bai Xiu still hadn’t come out of the Treasure Pavilion.

“It seems that the treasures inside the Treasure Pavilion are truly dazzling.

They’ve been in there for a whole day and still haven’t made their final decision.”

Su Jingzhen and Feng Qingya directly arrived at the first floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

The dark passageway leading to the Ancestor’s closed-door cultivation area was already closed.

But the first floor was still empty.

Su Jingzhen couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration.

Feng Qingya, however, smiled and said, “Actually, the Ancestor letting Xuening and the others choose treasures is a test of their mental state.

There are many treasures in the Feng Family Treasure Pavilion, and each layer has dozens of treasures that can catch their eye.

No matter what they choose, they might still regret it in the end.

So, this time, the gift of treasures is secondary; the elder’s most important gift is the tempering of their mental state.”

Hearing this, Su Jingzhen’s heart skipped a beat.

Whether it’s cultivators or people on Earth, they are all complex creatures.

When faced with choices, no matter what they choose, they might still feel regret and think that if they had chosen differently, it might have been better.

But Su Jingzhen immediately furrowed his brow and said, “This is indeed a test of their mental state.

What if they remain in this state of indecision for a long time?”

Feng Qingya smiled again and said, “The three of them are the most outstanding young cultivators in Qingzhou; you don’t need to worry about this, Master Su.

They will have doubts, but they won’t last long.

Once they think it through, they will be more decisive in their future choices.”

Su Jingzhen nodded again, knowing that cultivators sometimes fear indecision the most.

Feng Qingya then said, “Calculate the time, they should be coming out soon.

Let’s wait here for a bit.”

As soon as Feng Qingya finished speaking, the void in front of them suddenly distorted.

In the next instant, Ye Zhiqiu’s slender figure appeared in Su Jingzhen’s line of sight.

At this time, her eyes seemed to have a hint of fatigue.

“Miss Ye must have chosen a treasure that suits her heart.”

Seeing her come out, Feng Qingya greeted her first.

Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu smiled: “Thank you Feng family for your generosity. Miss Feng, please return this token to Senior Feng.”

She didn’t directly respond to Feng Qingya’s question, but it further verified the previous statement.

After Ye Zhiqiu came out, Bai Xiu and Xuening also emerged within half an hour.

Both of them had a hint of fatigue in their eyes.

It was clear that selecting treasures in the Treasure Pavilion had become quite troublesome for them towards the end.

Su Jingzhen and Feng Qingya didn’t say a word.

Under Feng Qingya’s lead, they were about to leave the Treasure Pavilion.

The few of them mounted their flying instruments, with Xuening still carrying Su Jingzhen on her dark green ruler.

This had already become a habit.

Su Jingzhen had not had a suitable opportunity to practice flying with his instrument since breaking through to the Flesh Body Golden Embryo stage.

With his current cultivation level, having opened five Secret Repositories, he was confident that he could control his body and fly using his blood energy.

However, he hadn’t practiced it before and didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of others.

Just then, before they could fly to the other side of the lake, a black-clad figure suddenly appeared in the void, flying towards them on a sword.

The expressions of Xuening, Bai Xiu, and Ye Zhiqiu suddenly turned grave.

Because the aura of this person was extremely unusual, and they could tell at a glance that he wasn’t a good person, and was extremely unfamiliar.

They immediately became vigilant.

They thought that the Feng Family incident was not yet over, and this was going to stir up more trouble.

Only Su Jingzhen, who was behind Xuening, had a different expression.

Because this black-clad figure was none other than Shen Yifeng!

He hadn’t expected his benevolent master to appear at this time.

Just as he was about to greet Shen Yifeng, the latter’s Nascent Soul mid-stage aura suddenly burst forth.

Before Su Jingzhen could even greet him, Shen Yifeng had already arrived in front of him and Xuening.

His black robes fluttered, and his immense spiritual power directly bound Su Jingzhen and Xuening.

Then, he took the two of them and flew away from the Feng Family’s residence on his sword.

Leaving behind Feng Qingya and the others, who were shocked and pale-faced.

As an important figure of the Evil Moon Sect, Shen Yifeng’s notorious name might be like thunder to Feng Qingya and the others.

But since they had never met him before, it wasn’t surprising that they didn’t recognize him when he stood before them.

“This is bad!”

“Who dares to be so bold!”

It took Ye Zhiqiu and the others a few seconds to react.

Feng Qingya then rode her silk ribbon, quickly heading towards the central area of the Feng Family’s residence.

Unfortunately, Mu Lao was busy with the construction of the Qingya Residence and wasn’t always by her side.

Feng Qingya’s heart was filled with regret.

Their victory in overthrowing Feng Baozhao’s lineage had made her gradually let her guard down.

She knew that Feng Xuan wasn’t in seclusion and was mostly handling the Feng Family’s affairs.

All the elders should be mostly in the council hall.

In just a few dozen breaths, Feng Qingya arrived at the council hall.

She didn’t care about anything else and directly flew in on her instrument.

Coincidentally, Yao Changsheng and the Alchemist Association’s people were also there.

Feng Qingya and the others were looking around in a daze.

“Ancestors, something bad has happened!

Master Su and Xuening have been taken away!”