The breathtakingly beautiful female immortal walked down a bustling street with a basket of groceries in her hands. Strangely, the people around her acted as though they couldn't see her at all.
She recalled the information she had just received, distracted and growing increasingly panicked.
"The mysterious immortal in the Buddhist Kingdom blew himself up. Lu Yang was at the Western Heaven Temple at the time. There's no way that was a coincidence. That mysterious immortal had to be Lu Yang!"
"How could this happen? How could Lu Yang have the beginnings of an Immortal Dao Fruit? How did he get it?"
"His cultivation isn't high enough. He definitely didn't condense it himself, which means someone gave him the beginnings of an Immortal Dao Fruit!"
"Immortal... Immortal must have come back to life. Only she could have done this!"
"Oh no, Qinghe..."
At that thought, Gray Doudou stopped imitating mortal life. She twisted space and instantly appeared at the little restaurant that no one ever visited.
Gray Doudou entered the kitchen with her basket. Seeing Qinghe still poring over the menu, she breathed a sigh of relief.
When Qinghe saw Gray Doudou hurry back, she closed the menu and calmly said the words Gray Doudou least wanted to hear.
"You must have heard about the mysterious immortal who appeared in the Buddhist Kingdom. I'm going to find him."
"No. From now on, you're not going anywhere!"
Qinghe looked straight into Gray Doudou's bright, furious immortal eyes and said, one word at a time, "I. Am. Going!"
Gray Doudou flew into a rage. She instantly moved in front of Qinghe and seized her wrist. Qinghe was no match for her; Gray Doudou pinned her against the wall, and pots, bowls, and pans clattered to the floor, filling the kitchen with a