My Wife Is The Final Boss

Chapter 632 - 0367 Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon is a Pleasant Destination (2-in-1)

Light rain was falling from the sky as Miss Ah Qing held a Pear Blossom Umbrella, resting under a Cyan Phoenix Tree. She listened to the rustling sound of raindrops hitting the evergreen leaves, watching the hurried comings and goings of young women.

She knew she must look very strange now, wearing a bamboo hat similar to Xu Chang’an’s, with an additional layer of light gauze over it. Oddly, she didn’t use the gauze to cover her eyes but instead lifted it up.

Under the slightly dim weather, her pair of light-colored, slightly translucent eyes resembled fireflies dancing at night.

Miss Ah Qing had all her lush green hair wrapped within a large cloak, a ring of white fluff encircling her.

She thought she must be quite eye-catching in this appearance, standing here.

Especially with her unabashed eyes.

Nevertheless, she didn’t know why, but over dozens of sisters passed by with umbrellas, none giving her more than a glance, nor anyone coming to speak to her, feet splashing through puddles in haste, as if everyone was exceedingly busy.

Were they busy or indifferent to her eyes, or had they already received covert instructions from their aunties... Miss Ah Qing stood pondering for a long time, reckoning it must be the latter.

It wasn’t the aunties; they were also afraid of half-demons.

So, it was Miss Zhu Pingniang who took care of it.

Miss Ah Qing thought that Zhu Pingniang must have instructed these women not to talk about her eyes and half-demon status.

Sigh.

Embroidered shoes stepping on water, dress hems trailing some splashes of mud.

She listened to the crisp sound of rain hitting the window lattice in the distance, the pitter-patter on the umbrella surface, the whispers of the grass, reminiscing about the various events that had occurred since she went "undercover" in Beisang City.

She sometimes wondered, given her identity, if it was really necessary to lower herself to become a brothel girl in such a place?

But she had always been unconventional, so she couldn’t be judged by common reasoning.

Perhaps she wanted to see if Shi Qingjun would change her usual arrogance and become a bit annoyed after she broke her Mountain Protection Array?

Miss Ah Qing tilted her head.

Honestly, she never liked Zhu Tongjun before.

Because this woman had all sorts of grudges against the Demon Sect—oh, it should be called the Holy Sect now.

She is the Sect Leader; how could she call herself Demon Sect?

Anyway, within the sect, if one had to pick the number one enemy in everyone’s mind, it would undoubtedly be Zhu Tongjun of old.

...

Miss Ah Qing slightly lifted the umbrella, looking at the Cyan Phoenix Tree planted nearby.

Phoenix perched in parasol tree.

But Zhu Tongjun wasn’t a phoenix; she was more like a Xue Mei flower, fragrant and alluring, proud and cold.

One Qing Jun, one Tong Jun.

Quite resembled the Shi Qingjun she despised the most... Therefore, she wasn’t very fond of Zhu Tongjun either, but she reached the Qiankun Realm, had a tacit understanding with Shi Qingjun, and neither would make a move against the other’s close ones before things got ugly.

She didn’t make a move.

That’s why Zhu Tongjun was able to storm the Holy Sect several times alone and still leave alive.

Speaking of which, what did Zhu Tongjun look like in the past?

Miss Ah Qing pondered for a moment, then retrieved the information she had once gathered on her from her mind.

Undoubtedly, Zhu Tongjun was a ruthless woman, ruthless to her enemies, and even more so to herself.

Looking back on her path of cultivation, she accomplished many earth-shattering deeds.

Zhu Tongjun, the second daughter of a prominent family, studied extensively with many scholars, mastering the Five Classics of Confucianism at a young age, and later for unknown reasons joined the Hehuan Sect, extracting a Yin Yang Dao from the ancient Charm Techniques, heading directly towards the Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth.

She also mastered the Six Arts for Women taught in the Hehuan Sect; her zither skill was renowned throughout the entire Immortal Sect.

Later, she dominated her contemporaries in cultivation and stood out in the battle against the Demon Race, receiving treasures from Shi Qingjun such as the "Supreme Treasure Text," "Eight Hidden Books," "Great Cave Immortal Words," and "Spirit Book Purple Text Eight Spirits," totaling forty-nine volumes of immortal texts.

She comprehended them all and seventy years later, stormed the Holy Sect Celestial Gate Mountain alone, taking away the Dao Scriptures "Shangqing Scripture" and "Yellow Court Scripture."

She became famous for a time.

Although Zhu Tongjun suffered severe injuries and nearly perished, after returning to Chaoyun and secluded herself, she re-emerged... having glimpsed the second part of the immortal path, just one step away from grasping the Heaven and Earth Realm.

This is Zhu Tongjun.

Although in her eyes, Zhu Tongjun was merely a junior and her deeds were nothing remarkable, under the Heaven and Earth, she could already be considered an exceptional Hidden Immortal.

From cultivation to mental realm, everything was top-notch, and barring unforeseen circumstances, if the path above proved elusive, this proudly standing Cyan Phoenix Tree would be her fellow seeker along with her and Shi Qingjun.

"Hmm." Miss Ah Qing nodded.

Secluded cultivation, this was her final impression of Zhu Tongjun.

Speaking of... when Zhu Tongjun stormed the Celestial Gate years ago, she was cultivating below the Abyss Sea, and took a glance outside.

All she remembered was that although Zhu Tongjun stormed the Holy Sect Celestial Gate alone, she was well-prepared, with various precious elixirs and magical treasures emerging one after another.

The elixir, from what she saw afar, was of excellent quality, with a faint aura of the Daoist family.

And although Zhu Tongjun took away the Daoist sect’s secret codex, she didn’t see her practice it, so... it’s most likely that these scriptures were transferred to the person who crafted those elixirs.

"Li Zhibai?"

Miss Ah Qing blinked her eyes.

Probably.

Li Zhibai’s cultivation seemed decent too, but honestly, because he lacked distinguishable features, she barely remembered him, only knowing he was probably a Daoist nun, though there was no record of this person in the Daoist sect, hence an impostor Daoist practitioner.