In the elegant room, Yu Changkong reminded Qi Qian, "Prince Zhao is a narrow-minded person who holds grudges and is difficult to get along with. Though he is foolish, Yu Boyin has been by his side for several years and may have schemed up some background. As I’ve said before, you must not be without people around you and should pay attention to those plots and intrigues you used to dismiss. Never underestimate trivial matters, as details determine success or failure, and an entire dyke could be breached by an ant nest."

Qi Qian said, "I understand, his gaze just now was as if he wanted to devour me. The fact that he values me—should I consider myself honored or not?"

Yu Changkong replied, "If they knew who is truly behind you, they would certainly attack in droves."

The influential bigwigs in the court are on his side, which easily incites jealousy. Even if the Saint knew, he would likely only be wary since not even he can fully control those people.

"Yu’s right; you’re just asking to be killed. Keep a low profile and don’t let your success get to your head, or someone might clip your wings." Feng Xiu suddenly appeared before them.

The group was delighted, instinctively looking behind him, but not finding the person they were hoping for, they couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed.

"No need to look, she’s not here." Feng Xiu lazily glanced at them and said, "Little Xi has already become an outsider, and it’s unsuitable for you mortals to be closely entangled with her."

Qin Mingyan said, "She is my elder sister."

"Ever since she brought you back from the northwest, all debts have been repaid, and she has cut ties with the Qin family. You should also avoid entangling with her, as you will only hold her back." Feng Xiu leaned against the door frame, casting a sidelong glance at him: "The only thing the Qin family can do for her is to erect a longevity tablet and hold her in high reverence."

Qin Mingyan’s face changed several times, and his eyes gradually reddened.

Yu Changkong asked, "Does she need our help?"

"You’re not able to help her anyway. What you can do is stabilize this realm and prevent chaos." Feng Xiu looked at Yu Changkong and Qi Qian, saying, "You, need to be careful from now on. Fortune and misfortune are interdependent. You have fortune, with some people feeding food to your mouth, but likewise, there will be disasters. The human heart is terrifying, and there are plenty who stop at nothing to achieve their goals. I see that your Yintang is shadowed, and there will likely be a bloodshed disaster soon. Also, your couple palace is slightly dim, so take care of your family."

Qi Qian’s face changed.

Upon hearing this, Yu Changkong closed his eyes, concentrated Qi in his Dantian, and channeled it to his eyes. Then he looked at Qi Qian and saw the Qi around him in a mixture of gold and gray—was this the gloomy Qi Qin Liuxi mentioned?

"Don’t use your eyes too much to see things you shouldn’t." Feng Xiu warned as he glanced at Yu Changkong, "Unless you don’t want your eyes. Use them too much, and you’ll go blind, which even Little Xi cannot save you from because this is peeking into destiny."

Yu Changkong pursed his lips, closed his eyes, dared not look anymore, and after a moment, opened them again, asking, "This bloodshed disaster won’t be fatal, right? Can it be safely avoided?"

"There’s a saying in the mortal world: One general’s success stands on thousands of dried bones. How could the path to the throne be paved with anything less than bloodshed? Death and injury are inevitable; it depends on who dies." Feng Xiu folded his arms, saying, "Avoidance is possible, but it’s not the business for outsiders to meddle with. This path relies on your own tread, with outsiders aiding in avoidance, wouldn’t that be seizing other’s Qi Fortune to make up for the gloom? Using magic is not something that should be involved in the game."

Yu Changkong said, "Apart from life and death, nothing else matters; as long as he survives, that’s enough."

Saying this, he glanced at Qi Qian.

Qi Qian: "..."

Feng Xiu eyed him, "This Emperor’s Road is destined to be stormy. If you feel it’s not worth it, or are afraid, then disembark early and don’t waste her efforts in planning."

"I am not afraid." Qi Qian immediately said, "I know this path won’t be filled with flowers but thorns. Since I’ve embarked on it, I’ll only see it through to the end, even if it means death."

"What if the one who dies is your family? Like your wife and children?"

Qi Qian pursed his lips and said, "If it happens, then it’s fate. Together in glory, together in adversity. Walking this path already indicates possible directions. You don’t need to test me."

Feng Xiu said, "She’s already done enough by paving this Emperor’s Road for you, but she cannot always escort and support you to ascend that throne. The foundation is given to you; how you proceed is up to your abilities."

Qi Qian felt a bit ashamed, with a determined look, he said, "Rest assured."

Feng Xiu said, "If there’s nothing else, then return. If there’s nothing going on, don’t come to Jiuxuan either."

Yu Changkong stood up and asked, "Is Little Xi doing well?"

The dazed Qin Mingyan also looked at Feng Xiu eagerly.

Feng Xiu said, "With me here, she’ll naturally be fine. You don’t need to worry. Rather than dwelling, focus on how to quickly support him to the throne."

Yu Changkong, rarely lost for words, looked up at him.

Two handsome men glared at each other fiercely, sparks flying between them.

After a while, Yu Changkong retracted his gaze, nodded slightly at him, and was the first to leave the elegant room.

Qi Qian bowed to Feng Xiu and said, "If possible, please convey a message, that I will not let her down."

Qin Mingyan reluctantly looked back every few steps until Yu Changkong called him away.

Feng Xiu clicked his tongue, someone really does attract bees and butterflies.

In the Kunlun Mountain Range.

As Qin Liuxi opened her eyes, she saw a ghostly face almost sticking to hers and, without thinking, swung a punch, intending to rid of the ugly ghost. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Fei Chai wailed with a ghostly scream, his soul in excruciating pain and utterly weakened.

Qin Liuxi looked at her own hand, feeling somewhat surprised. In her mind, numerous magics, talismans, and thoughts that she had never encountered were waiting for her to comprehend thoroughly.

She looked at the three mud statues overhead, respectfully knelt and performed a grand bow, then lit a Divine Incense again in respect.

Fei Chai floated over, weakly asking, "Did you really receive the inheritance?"

"I am strong enough now to kill you once more; do you believe that?" Qin Liuxi eyed him.

Fei Chai let out a harsh ghostly wail, saying, "We are all disciples of the Qingping Sect. Why didn’t I get the inheritance? If I had, the Qingping Sect wouldn’t have declined so much."

"The Qingping Sect has its destiny." Qin Liuxi lit an incense stick for him, "There’s nothing for you here. Go back to the Underworld. If you want to reincarnate, do so. If not, continue being a ghost soldier, and I’ll burn something for you later."

"I won’t reincarnate; I’ll just watch you use your inheritance to see what you can accomplish. If you don’t revive the Qingping Sect, then the ancestors are blind... " Fei Chai felt the threat halfway through and changed his tune, "I’ll just come and scold you every day for the ancestors!"

With that, he hugged the incense and disappeared with a whoosh.

Qin Liuxi saw that Teng Zhao and Little Ginseng each had their own fortunes and were still comprehending, so she did not disturb them. She walked to the front of Yuanshi Tianzun in the center, and, facing the hollow, she said, "Come out."