Apart from the little incident she had caused herself, Yun Qing's tribulation was no different from anyone else's. She went through it step by step, became a ghost immortal, and, like Wei Ziling and Zuo Chen, entered the Ghost Immortal Coffin.
I would temporarily keep the Ghost Immortal Coffin in my possession. Once the Hall of Martyrs was built, I would send it there myself. Unexpectedly, though, when we returned to Xinhai City to rest, Yun Qing refused to leave.
"Your Excellency, whether it's spellcraft or combat ability, I'm one of the best in my level. Now I'm also a household ghost under your command... Take me with you this time, will you?" Yun Qing pleaded, clinging to me.
"This... Xinhai City is in dire need of capable people right now. You're the queen of the entire sea clan—how can you come adventuring with me? The outside world is chaotic and fraught with danger. If I take you, a delicate queen, along, wouldn't that be putting you in the wrong place?" I hurriedly urged her to calm down.
"No. Xinhai City now has more than ten City Gods under its jurisdiction. Aside from being their queen in name, I can no longer command them in practice. Hmph, it must have been your scheme—you had Big Brother Wei hollow out my military authority and Big Brother Zuo hollow out my internal administration. Now I'm empty on both fronts, parading around all day long just to keep up appearances. Isn't it boring? You have to take responsibility for me..." Yun Qing was quite skilled at pestering people. She had always been talkative and was also good at twisting my words against me.
"Marshal Wei and Marshal Zuo are only sharing some of your burdens and unifying and resolving internal conflicts. How could