Chu Qing did not know what these people were thinking. Even if he had known, he would not have cared.
At that moment, he returned to Stone Ridge Mountain.
He had been away for a long time. Returning this time put him in high spirits.
Stone Ridge Mountain, Miracle Palace:
When the maids saw him, they happily surged forward, surrounding him. Some cast flirtatious glances, some chattered away, while others put on a cold and aloof front.
They had only one goal:
To draw this man's attention to themselves.
Better yet, to have him take them into some palace and ruthlessly ravish them.
These maids had cultivated for only a short time. Though they were powerful, their temperaments had not kept pace.
They clung to Chu Qing, wanting to become his women.
Chu Qing was rather helpless.
He wanted to refuse, but the maids were far too enthusiastic. Many of them had come to Stone Ridge Mountain ten or even several decades ago, yet had never seen him, much less spoken to him.
Chu Qing did not want to disappoint them. In the end, he could only use his methods to split off tens of thousands of projections to chat with the maids, talking about life and ideals.
Madam Shi, Nangong Moyang, and the others received the news, but did not rush over immediately. Instead, they first dealt with the matters at hand.
Because:
Stone Ridge Mountain had far too many matters to handle every day.
Madam Shi had to divide herself into thousands of avatars every day to handle all sorts of affairs.
Bi Luo also had to summon the Old Ancestors to descend and help her deal with trivial matters.
As for Madam Jin and Nangong Moyang, who did not possess many avatar techniques, they suffered bitterly.
Yet