No Need to Keep Controlling It

Over on the other side,

In the master bedroom of Wisteria Residence.

Bibi Dong sat up again and wrapped herself in the blankets before lying back down...

Ye Tian's sudden visit

only made it harder for her to fall asleep...

That child clearly possessed the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, so why was her blood relation to Qian Daoliu so faint? Could there be someone else in this world with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul?

If that was truly the case,

then why had they used such means to send Qian Renxue to Spirit City?

It had caused her to suffer nightmares for more than a decade!

But on second thought,

if not for that, how could she have met his most beloved disciple?

Perhaps this was what that stinky boy Ye Tian had meant by...

How Can One Know It's Not a Blessing?

"..."

At the peak of Central Divine Mountain,

inside Qian Renxue and the others' residence, cool moonlight streamed in.

It dyed the beds golden.

Jin Yue'er sat cross-legged on the bed, a Golden Wheel turning above her head as Soul Rings pulsed beneath her.

After sleeping for more than half the night,

she had just climbed up, ready to begin the latter half of tonight's cultivation...

Yet her behavior was rather strange.

Jin Yue'er had barely closed her eyes before opening them again and glancing toward the head of the bed.

It was as though she had no mind to cultivate at all.

Qian Renxue leaned against the headboard, holding a book in her hands, but her face was full of distraction. Noticing Jin Yue'er's peeking, her brows slightly furrowed as she raised her eyes and said in annoyance:

"Yue'er, if you want to look, then look. If you want to ask, then ask. Why are you