Qingqing's Tongtian Sword Dao

The West.

Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti both frowned slightly at the same time. In the unseen depths, they felt as if they had lost something without realizing it.

Yet they had no idea what exactly they had lost.

Daoist Jieyin's cultivation was deeper than Daoist Zhunti's, and the information he received was also slightly more abundant. He only knew that the Western Sect seemed to have lost a grand festival, but as for how it had vanished, he still could not deduce it.

Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti looked at each other.

For some reason, these vague and inexplicable intuitions kept surfacing in their hearts. Yet they could not calculate their cause. So what if they knew something had happened?

Other than souring their moods, it brought them no benefit whatsoever.

Fortunately, this festival seemed insignificant and would not shake the foundations of the Western Sect. They simply turned a blind eye and pretended it had never happened.

Now that we have Zhongyuan Festival, Buddhism's Ullambana Festival probably won't have a chance to appear in the future.

Zhou Qingqing sighed inwardly.

Erasing the Ullambana Festival without anyone noticing was a wholly unexpected delight. Of course, the more such pleasant surprises there were, the better it was for Zhou Qingqing herself.

Three Pure Ones Hall.

The Three Pure Ones shook their heads as they listened to their disciple's sly voice.

Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerate wore a smug expression. "Good thing Qingqing was the one who did it. The Two Sages of the West probably have no idea where things went wrong, do they?"

Supreme Pure Laozi smiled. "Naturally, they do not."

"There seems to be much they still do not know."

"They probably do not know about Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal and Nightmare either. For some