At the far end of the Emperor Pool, mist shrouded the air.
It was a Formation set up by the Female Imperial Advisor, who had also cast the Concealment Art.
Chu Huai Xu was already quite far from her, so he failed to sense her presence.
The woman sitting on the meditation mat, with only a bandeau covering her upper body, carefully sized up the young man in the distance.
Earlier, inside the Monastery, Lin Qingci had merely swept him with her spiritual sense.
But now that she was taking a closer look, how should she put it? He was indeed considerably more handsome than Qin Xuanxiao.
Her entire cultivation—or rather, everything she had—was a gift from the Ancestor Emperor.
Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that her manipulated life was also because of him.
At that moment, Lin Qingci looked at Chu Huai Xu as though she were seeing the exit from her own life, the hope of liberation.
All she needed to do was share a bout of pleasure with this body, pour everything cultivated through the Wedding Dress Cultivation Method, along with the Power of Origin within her body, into him, and she would be reborn as well.
In fact, Lin Qingci was already wondering where she should go after leaving the imperial capital.
She could not come up with an answer.
She did not know where she should go. She only knew that she did not want to remain here.
"Anyway, when the time comes, I'll use the Secret Art to seal away part of my consciousness."
"Once I take the aphrodisiac, I'll only act on the body's instincts."
I'll just treat it as being bitten by a dog. Lin Qingci thought.
The Wedding Dress Cultivation Method had its own characteristics.
Just as