My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 1061 - 581: Pupil Technique (Double - )

Directly ignoring her, indicating the other party couldn’t even be bothered to glance at her.

Although it’s natural for someone in the Qiankun Realm to see her as an ant.

"Now?" Li Zhibai asked.

"Now, of course, I think it’s good to be alive, thanks to that person for sparing my life." Zhu Pingniang pouted.

Miss Lu: "...?"

Miss Lu was utterly confused by what she was hearing.

Xu Chang’an was also unaware of the past secrets, listening to the two women repeatedly say "that person," not quite understanding, just assuming it was something from the seniors long ago.

Only Wen Li had some understanding, but didn’t take it to heart.

Even though she would also surely reach the Qiankun Realm, it was too distant for her, with a long road still ahead.

"Have you seen that person’s pupil technique?" Li Zhibai asked.

"Of course not," Zhu Pingniang shook her head. Counting by age, the Dual Skies above Qing Province had been there since before she was born, and even before the previous Hehuan Sect Leader was born.

People of their generation had almost never seen Immortal Chaoyun or the Sect Leader, let alone know what they looked like, much less their pupil techniques.

They weren’t even on the same level of existence.

Therefore, in today’s cultivation world, besides Shi Qingjun, even Li Zhibai didn’t know that the Sect Leader... was once a half-demon.

After all, with Immortal Chaoyun’s peaceful nature, even the name ’Shi Qingjun’ had faded from the river of history without a single disparaging nickname.

Moreover, as for the Sect Leader of the same Qiankun Realm with her eccentric methods, no one dared to record her identity, to record she was a half-demon. Only Shi Qingjun had occasionally mentioned she had an old friend, a Green-Scaled Snake, and Li Zhibai had remembered it but had not thought of it at the time.

Actually, it wasn’t just in the past that the Sect Leader was a half-demon; she still is, with a crystalline scale under the tear mole beneath her eye.

Although she could have purified her bloodline long ago, she never did because there was no need. Everything about her was perfect, so she didn’t care about being a half-demon or not.

"Ah Bai, have you seen that Sect Leader?" Zhu Pingniang could only realize this was the "sister" beside her, who could essentially be her ancestor.

"Yes," Li Zhibai nodded softly. Her youth coincided with Shi Qingjun’s purging of the universe shortly before, catching the tail end of the Sect Leader’s rise. When she was still at Xu Chang’an’s level, the Sect Leader was already capable of chasing Shi Qingjun’s shadow.

The gap was still vast.

"The pupil technique of that person and the Sect Leader is the same; although the principle is unclear, it also cultivates the Yin Yang Dao," Li Zhibai said. She had heard there was a region that, just by the Sect Leader glancing at it, the entire area including ground, creatures, and Spiritual Qi transformed into the purest Yin Yang Qi in the world, completely destroyed, shrouded in death for a hundred years, turning into a forbidden land for cultivators.

"Yin Yang..." Zhu Pingniang realized, "The Sect Leader practices Yin Yang, so does that person, so Ah Bai, you... practice the natural Yin Yang too."

"Some influence, indeed." Li Zhibai nodded.

Knowing White and Guarding Black, itself a form of the Yin Yang Dao.

At this moment, Yun Qian yawned slightly, Xu Chang’an thinking she was tired, reminded her, "Miss, you may not understand the teacher’s words, but you can note them down."

It should be beneficial for cultivation.

"Ah Qing’s eyes are beautiful, you can see them." Yun Qian inexplicably said.

"What do you mean?" Xu Chang’an didn’t understand.

"You can look at her eyes, so there’s nothing worth noting," Yun Qian thought about how to explain.

Ah Qing’s real eyes were somewhat unique, one round pupil and one slit vertical pupil, partially emerald green, with a deep abyss-like black rift in the center, where any flame seemed to be devoured completely without a trace.

Snakes with slit pupils are typically nocturnal, while those with round pupils are diurnal, representing Yin and Yang.

But Yun Qian had difficulty organizing her words, so she just said, "Take a look when you have time, and you’ll know."

"...Alright." Xu Chang’an agreed. Sometimes, Ms. Yun’s logic needed careful understanding, but with seniors and older peers around, it wasn’t worth delving into.

Zhu Pingniang and Li Zhibai evidently also didn’t take Yun Qian’s words to heart. After a few casual remarks, they decided that if there was an opportunity, Li Zhibai would teach Ah Qing the pupil technique — rare was a half-demon with ninety percent of its anomalies visible on the face.

"Does she know sword dances?" Li Zhibai inquired.

"Ah Bai, you seem very interested in Ah Qing?" Zhu Pingniang blinked faster. "Could it be, she’s the descendant of your old friend?"

"No," Li Zhibai glanced at her with mild annoyance. "It’s just... Yun sister is interested in sword dances."

Whether Yun Qian could develop a genuine interest in sword dances depended on Ah Qing’s performance; if it wasn’t appealing and Yun Qian lost interest, she wouldn’t have to reconsider her own learned sword dances.

"Tsk."

Zhu Pingniang clicked her tongue and then said, "Ah Qing plays the pipa averagely and has performed sleeves dances for some time, but sword dances... I’m not really sure."

Kidding.

What guest of a brothel would prefer to watch delicate girls with charming figures and pretty faces do a sword dance?

If it hurt a guest, or injured a beauty, then what?

Li Zhibai thought so too.

"Chang’an," Zhu Pingniang suddenly remembered something.

"Zhu... sister," Xu Chang’an looked at Zhu Pingniang, unsure why she suddenly called him.

"You practice swordsmanship too, probably similar to this half-demon Ah Qing in some ways. Tell me later what you think of her skills," Zhu Pingniang expressed interest. "I sense Ah Qing’s aura, which seems just like an open-source Yang idea."

She was very curious about Xu Chang’an’s opinion on Ah Qing.

"Me?" Xu Chang’an was taken aback.

Wen Li also paused, not understanding why Zhu Pingniang wanted Xu Chang’an to evaluate other girls.

Although sword dances aren’t particularly risqué, given her junior’s disposition, he probably wouldn’t watch closely.

"Tong Jun’s intention is for you to say some favorable words," Li Zhibai was as clear as a bell, hinting to Xu Chang’an, "As long as you know."

"...I understand." Xu Chang’an realized,

Zhu Pingniang’s intention was to help integrate Ah Qing into Flower Moon Building.

If he could say a few good words about Ah Qing, it would be helpful, so he nodded, "I... will watch for a bit."

But he still wouldn’t watch for long, maybe just glancing twice instead of once.

After all...

Watching someone else dance couldn’t compare to glancing at Miss Yun’s profile at the moment.

"Then suit yourself... Hmph, not appreciating joyless fool," Zhu Pingniang pouted, knowing Yun Qian wouldn’t be jealous.

"Tong Jun, I haven’t yet settled with you about seducing Chang’an," Li Zhibai’s tone was calm. "Don’t create problems for me."

"...Then nothing happened, I didn’t say anything," Zhu Pingniang quickly backed down.

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Backstage, Ah Qing picked up a piece of rouge paper, folded it, and gently pressed it against her lips before looking into the mirror.

Those light green eyes shimmered with an enticing glow under the light.

"Ah Qing, your eyes... truly beautiful," the attendant behind her couldn’t help but say.

"My eyes..."

Ah Qing didn’t respond; she recalled how Yun Qian had looked at her eyes earlier.

From birth, no one had looked at her eyes as intently as Yun Qian did.

The scrutiny was so keen, as if attempting to memorize every detail around her eyes, every gaze, even each eyelash.

As if she were gazing at a piece of treasure, able to see through the eyes into her heart.

"My eyes aren’t anything special," Ah Qing smiled, turning to the attendant and said, "Miss Yun’s eyes are truly beautiful."

Those black pupils seemed to contain all the treasures of the world, whether it be the eternal abyss of night or the Fixed Star Heaven, whether it be the Qingzhou Holy Hall or the Chaoyun Divine Peak, they’re all hidden within her eyes.

The thought of soon being gazed upon by such eyes.

Made Ah Qing tremble with excitement.