Qingming arrived in high spirits and left just as happily.
After discovering that Su Qin also had her own little secrets and private thoughts, Qingming was especially delighted. It felt as though, in the vast Yaochi Sacred Realm, she was finally no longer the only one harboring other intentions. Although Qingming herself knew this guess was something of a stretch, it still lifted her spirits.
Previously, because of the Green Phoenix Clan, Qingming had always felt that some of the female immortals in Yaochi looked at her strangely, as though she were someone who ate at one table while serving another.
But the Green Phoenix Clan was her maternal clan. Without its help, how could she ever have come to Yaochi?
Without the backing of the Green Phoenix Clan and her parents, how could she have attained her present cultivation and standing?
Those female immortals thought she was biting the hand that fed her, but she could hardly ignore her maternal clan and her own blood kin, could she?
Caught between the Yaochi Sacred Realm and the Green Phoenix Clan, Qingming had been in an agonizing predicament. During that period, her entire spirit had wilted, and her tangled thoughts had shackled her cultivation, preventing any progress. But now that the matter was settled, the sky and sea lay wide open. The shackles in her heart fell away, her spirits soared, and her cultivation immediately showed marked improvement.
Ever since the Green Phoenix Clan's affairs had been resolved, the others had lost their grounds for criticizing her. With her Green Phoenix cultivation advancing as well, the female immortals in Yaochi had grown warm toward her again.
By now, Qingming had also come to terms with it all. Let others speculate and judge as they pleased. Whether in the Yaochi Sacred Realm