Fairy Qingyu's momentary loss of composure had nothing to do with her determination to pursue immortality.
Even the strongest person had a vulnerable place in their heart. Even an invincible hero had moments when tears fell.
Ever since Emperor Venerable Ye Song had Qingyu cultivate the Brahma Spirit Shadow Body Art, it had been destined to burden her with this supreme divine ability, forcing her to accept challenges from countless cultivators of the same rank in the Outer Realm Demonic Domain.
For the next one or two thousand years, Qingyu had spent her days amid unending battles.
Although fewer people later sought her out for fights, Emperor Venerable Ye Song had instead made her take the initiative to battle other powerful cultivators, so that she could comprehend a kind of Heavenly Dao artistic conception through combat.
As she cultivated the Brahma Spirit Shadow Body Art more deeply, Qingyu suddenly discovered that the more she cultivated this divine ability, the more it strengthened her while also merging one of her thoughts into the Shadow Body.
That thought was extremely vague, and she could neither understand nor put it into words.
It seemed that the Shadow Body was some private toy she cherished dearly, one that she could not allow anyone to defile.
Yet when Qin Fengming used his methods to force Qingyu, somehow, to break free from the Shadow Body, she suddenly felt that the toy she had always treasured had inexplicably transformed into a young male cultivator who was not particularly handsome and was holding her Shadow Body in his hands.
The feeling was exceedingly strange, as if she and Qin Fengming had not met for the first time, but had already spent several thousand years together.
This left Qingyu unable to understand it for a time. Yet that feeling