That night, the moon was pale and the stars sparse.
Li Qingyun went through the customary rites of Duke Zhou, fulfilling his duty as a husband. After Tangyin had fallen asleep, he donned a divine mask and once again arrived at the "Chen Residence" west of the city.
With a flash, he appeared in the courtyard.
Then, a thought stirred.
His nose caught a long-lost yet familiar "eerie stench," and it was very strong!
Though some method had desperately contained it, it still could not escape the power of his senses, which had mostly recovered.
Buzz!
The candles in the main hall immediately lit up, casting the silhouette of a slender, alluring yet unfamiliar woman within.
But it was not Old Black!
I said it before: Old Black was a name with the look of a short life. Sure enough, it came true!
Li Qingyun thought blandly.
"Eh? Fellow Daoist, your figure looks somewhat familiar! I am Quanzhu, and I will be taking over Chen Old Black's divine mask business here..."
The door opened on its own. The graceful figure sat upright at the table with her back toward him, gesturing to Li Qingyun in the courtyard.
Quanzhu!
Hearing that name, Li Qingyun could not help but be surprised.
She was actually the female Dao Lord from Wei Zu Heaven who had crossed over aboard the ferry Treasure Ship with them!
In merely a few years, Dao Lord Quanzhu had advanced from the Fifth Fruit Position into the astonishing realm of the Seventh Fruit Saint Venerable!
This "outer demon" identity was far too favored by the Heavenly Dao of Wei Zu Heaven!
Dao Lord Quanzhu had naturally relied on merits similar to slaying immortals to prove Dao, reaching the Seven-Fruit Position in a short time.
However, the Eighth Fruit Position