Chapter 622 - 350: Meng Qingyu: "I’ll Do as You Say, Husband!

Before deciding to head to the Chiying Demon Sect’s territory, Ling Changqing had already secretly informed Ye Xinglan and Meng Qingyu through a Communication Jade Talisman.

Lin Jianchuan had dispatched his elite forces, preparing to set off and verify the authenticity of the Child of Destiny. This was a top-secret matter; at least for the time being, no outsiders could be allowed to know.

However, now that the two women knew Ling Changqing’s plan, they naturally couldn’t show any sign of it.

"Does my husband... have a sure way of escaping? He can’t afford to mess this up."

Meng Qingyu’s delicate brows furrowed. Even though they were already Dao Companions, she still knew nothing about what sort of special abilities Ling Changqing possessed.

As the foremost power on the Qingming Continent, the Chiying Demon Sect’s strength was no empty boast. Even after suffering one heavy blow after another, the Sect’s profound heritage remained intact and could not be underestimated.

"I don’t think we need to worry. That man is as clever as they come!"

Ye Xinglan, dazzling and graceful in her pale gold, iridescent gown, chuckled. "What I’m most concerned about right now is when he’s going to come and join us sisters.

So many of our sisters already belong to him. Shouldn’t we get down to business already? We can’t keep putting it off!"

The marriage contracts signed by the two families included a total of seventy-two Female Cultivators. It was only due to a lack of time that they hadn’t immediately engaged in Dual Cultivation with him. Only Ye Xinglan, Meng Qingyu, Qin Yanran, and Ye Binghua had seen their wishes fulfilled.

Now, the rest of the sisters were all waiting with bated breath. If this dragged on any longer, they would never stand for it.

"Yes, delays breed trouble. This matter certainly can’t be postponed,"

Meng Qingyu nodded slightly. "To seize control of the Qingming Continent, the current strength of Xuannü Palace and the Ye Family is far from sufficient. We must reach a higher level."

"To rapidly increase our strength, we need the Child of Destiny. So, for the foreseeable future, Ling Changqing is going to have his hands full."

Beside them, Ye Binghua—whose dazzling beauty was like that of a magnificent peony—spoke up:

"Since our husband has already obtained the great fortune from the Doumu Immortal Palace, why don’t we sisters go there and cultivate with him? That way, we can avoid the eyes and ears of other factions."

There were spies from other powers lying dormant within the family, and certainly within Xuannü Palace as well. If Ling Changqing really came to us, it wouldn’t be long before the secret was out.

Therefore, for the sake of secrecy, the Doumu Immortal Palace was the safest place. As long as the Female Cultivators who went to join him did not return to their Sects for any reason within a hundred years, Ling Changqing’s safety could be guaranteed.

Meng Qingyu’s eyes lit up. "That’s an excellent idea. Both our husband and the headquarters of our two families will be safe, and we won’t be targeted by those other factions."

Ye Xinglan frowned in thought. "That’s certainly feasible, but... if all of you leave, what’s to be done about the family’s internal affairs?"

Most of the Female Cultivators named on the marriage Jade Scrolls held high positions within the family. If they all left to be with Ling Changqing, many important posts would be left vacant.

This was especially true for Ye Xinglan. As the Patriarch, she had immense responsibilities and couldn’t possibly leave the family for an extended period.

"Then just have someone else do it!"

Ye Binghua said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"How could it be that simple? Are you kidding me?"

Ye Xinglan was exasperated. ’This little brat gets to run off and have fun with our husband, and she expects me, her older sister, to stay behind and do all the grunt work? She’s just... utterly heartless.’

"Perhaps... it’s not entirely out of the question."

Meng Qingyu mused, "In order to protect Ling Changqing, the Sect will naturally have to make some sacrifices. It’s just a matter of replacing some Elders and Stewards. That’s not so difficult to accept."

With the chance to achieve immortality, the Elders wouldn’t care who held their little bit of authority.

And so, the three women began to discuss the matter in detail.

...

「The Marketplace.」

Inside a room at the inn, Ling Changqing hadn’t been waiting long in his Cultivation Chamber when an intense sense of crisis washed over his Divine Soul.

Even without using his Celestial Secret Calculation ability, he could sense the approach of unprecedentedly powerful enemies—and more than just one or two.

’Forget it. Best to get out of here.’

He could have waited to see what would happen, but out of an abundance of caution, Ling Changqing decided not to delay any longer.

He activated the Bian Wujian Gate. Ling Changqing’s figure vanished without a sound, leaving the room instantly empty.

Barely two breaths later, a massive golden hand wreathed in Buddhist light materialized from thin air. It lunged for the spot where Ling Changqing had just been standing, only to grasp at empty air.

"Hm? Where did he go?"

A surprised voice echoed as a graceful, slender figure slowly materialized.

She was a peerless beauty with a powerful aura and skin as fair as jade. She was dressed in the black robes of a nun, yet her figure was voluptuous and alluring. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her full, shapely legs were shockingly long.

She took a few steps, her beautiful eyes, which shimmered with a glassy, gem-like light, scanning from side to side. A look of disappointment crossed her exquisitely beautiful face.

"Saintess, has the Child of Destiny already left?"

Another voice, low and resonant, spoke up.

"Yes. We were just one step too late."

The peerless beauty sighed softly.

"It seems... the Child of Destiny’s fate with our Buddha Pure Land is not yet ripe."

"Perhaps. Then we can only wait for the next opportunity."

The woman pursed her cherry-red lips. She had intended to lead Ling Changqing back to the Buddha Pure Land to enjoy its boundless tranquility and ultimate bliss.

Then, the Buddha Pure Land would flourish, and the path to immortality for herself and all her martial sisters would be secured.

Unfortunately, her efforts had been for naught.

"No matter. A deadly peril is upon us. We should leave as quickly as possible."

The beautiful woman spoke softly, and her figure faded away.

With her level of Cultivation, it wasn’t difficult to sense more powerful auras rapidly approaching from the distance. Clearly, they were all here for the Child of Destiny.