The Goddess in Other People's Eyes

Although he asked the question, his eager attitude clearly said, "Let me do it."

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Alright." Chu Wujiu grinned, and Lightning Light suddenly erupted from his body.

A furnace-like Blood Qi surged forth, and with each step he took, the ground cracked inch by inch.

Boom--!

With a single punch from a distance, the violent force of the punch blasted through the thick rock layer, and amidst the flying debris, a brand new passage was forcibly carved out.

At the end of the passage stretched an Ancient Forest that seemed to extend to the horizon.

The gnarled trees soared into the clouds, and at the edge of the forest, a colossal black Giant Tower pierced the sky, its spire disappearing into the thick fog, exuding an eerie aura.

The others seemed quite used to this. Ye Lingchuan approached, sensing the aura emanating from the passage, and seemed lost in thought:

"The Spiritual Power in this space was cut off; it turns out it was to hide a path."

Looking at the passage that had been blasted open, Yun Zexuan said, "It's not a particularly sophisticated method. I encountered a Secret Realm before where the entrance was actually located on the plaque above the palace gate."

"Oh?" Zhao Lingyun raised an eyebrow at him upon hearing this. "Then how did you find it back then?"

"No matter how meticulously Heaven plans, it cannot compare to a single thought in my mind. This little trick couldn't be easier."

Chu Wujiu glanced back at Yun Zexuan, his tone merciless and mocking. "Loading cargo."

"Then why didn't you anticipate that a road could be carved out of here?"

"The Spiritual Power here is cut off, and the secrets of Heavenly Secrets are completely hidden. Although the rumors about the Dual Heaven-Earth Method are most likely false, this Secret Realm itself... probably does indeed hold some secrets." Yun Zexuan's answer was flawless.

Sometimes I really don't know if he actually foresaw it or not.

Xie Qingshang's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he immediately stepped forward. "I know some inside information about the rumors surrounding the Dual Heaven-Earth Method..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Lingchuan suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against the coffin, his sharp gaze sweeping across the surrounding Dense Forest:

We'll talk about that later.

The Pale Gold Patterns on the Immortal Burial Coffin shimmered slightly, and his voice was calm:

"Something big is approaching."

Before he finished speaking, the forest suddenly darkened.

A Thirteenth Realm Giant Beast shattered ancient trees as it arrived, its body covered in Dark Gold Bone Armor, each step causing the earth to tremble.

It resembled Qilin but had Three Tails, each tail burning with a different Dao Fire at its end. Its beastly eyes were fixed on the crowd, and its scarlet tongue licked its fangs, clearly regarding them as Blood Food delivered to its doorstep.

"It's Youming Ao, Ancient Exotic Species." Ye Lingchuan recognized the Giant Beast that had attacked.

He immediately stepped forward, and behind him, the Immortal Burial Coffin was quietly lifted, revealing Pale Gold Tendrils poised to strike.

However, just as the Pale Gold Tendrils were about to emerge from the coffin, Qin Wangchuan came from behind and pressed them back down.

"Stop sucking on this one." Qin Wangchuan's gaze swept over the Youming Ao's plump hind legs, a rare look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes. "I've heard that this beast's meat is delicious; it'd be perfect for roasting."

Most people in the Qin Clan knew that their Divine Son disliked those Spirit Fruits and preferred roasted meat.

Thanks to this, Ye Jianwei developed excellent skills in grilling meat.

The Ten Directions Profound Sword appeared instantly, and with a wave of its hand, a transparent Sword Qi, condensed to its extreme, pierced through the air.

Yun Zexuan stared at the Sword Qi, his brows furrowing slightly—the force was too weak.

Although Qin Wangchuan was only at the Twelfth Realm, with his strength, killing Thirteenth Realm Demon Beast was a piece of cake.

However, the power of this sword strike was far too restrained; it should only be able to break through the bone armor.

However, the next moment, Yun Zexuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Where the Sword Qi passed, time and space around the Youming Ao seemed to freeze.

Its Dark Gold Bone Armor, strong enough to withstand Heavenly Tribulation, was torn apart silently by the Sword Qi energy, like paper being cut by a blade, and couldn't even withstand it for a moment.

But that's not the key point.

The key point is that after the Sword Qi cleaved through the Demon Beast's body, the sword force dissipated just in time—as if it had been calculated that only this much force was needed, any more would be a waste, and any less would be insufficient.

Compared to the undiminished force of a sword, it was as awe-inspiring as slicing away a mountain;

This kind of precise control, down to the millimeter, is what truly sends chills down your spine.

Chu Wujiu, Zhao Lingyun, Ye Lingchuan, Yun Zexuan all glanced at each other, exchanging knowing looks.

So strong!

After the Sword Qi, the Youming Ao continued its attacking stance, charging forward for several feet. The ferocity in its scarlet beast eyes had not yet faded, but it was already shrouded in a Deathly Stillness.

Only when its front paws touched the ground did its massive body slowly shift along that perfect center line.

The two halves of the body slid forward due to inertia, and finally crashed to the ground.

The incision was as smooth as a mirror, Blood Bead only splattered after a long while.

Qin Wangchuan sheathed his sword, turned around, and nodded to the crowd:

"Let's start a fire, I'll grill it."

Even as the intense Blood Qi assaulted his nostrils, Xie Qingshang remained frozen in place.

"Thirteenth Realm demon... just like that... is dead?"

Her lips parted slightly as she stared in disbelief at the Youming Ao that had been cleaved open by a single sword strike.

Since this space has been deliberately hidden, it means that there must be something precious inside, and the Youming Ao guarding this place is certainly not simple either.

Its aura was not only terrifyingly powerful at the Thirteenth Realm, but also that of an Ancient Exotic Species.

Such a being, let alone others, would inevitably lead to a fierce battle even if she encountered one, without the intervention of her Dao Protector.

We might not even win!

But this young man casually killed it with a single sword strike?

Xie Qingshang felt a chill run down her spine; the scene before her completely overturned some of her deep-rooted beliefs.

In my childhood, a whispered remark from my Old Ancestor inexplicably echoed in my ears:

"Qingshang, you are exceptionally talented. You were born to stand atop the clouds, looking down upon all living beings. This is your destiny."

The stern teachings of our Old Ancestor still echoed in my ears, yet now seemed so ironic.

Xie Qingshang gazed at that figure, and at that moment he only wanted to tell his Old Ancestor —don't even mention looking down.

In front of these people, all she could do was look up to them.

Authentic roasted meat cannot Law Artifact; it must be smoked and roasted with spirit wood.

Just as everyone was preparing to start a fire to roast the meat, Xie Qingshang lifted her skirt and took the initiative to gather firewood.

This Fairy Qingshang, who was always the center of attention, actually lowered her status at this moment, picking up dry branches with her delicate hands and carefully piling them up to build a fire.

Just as the fire was lit, a series of hurried footsteps and a commotion came from the woods behind us.

"Are you sure the Qingshang are heading this way?" an urgent voice asked, approaching from afar.

"Absolutely no mistake!" the other person declared confidently. "I saw it with my own eyes, there's no doubt about it!"

Before the words were finished, a Young Master dressed in Moon White Brocade Robe strode in with more than ten attendants. A shimmering jade Jade Belt hung at his waist, and the pearl on his Folding Fan stood out conspicuously in the dim forest.

It was Guo Chen, a direct descendant of the Guo Clan.

"Qingshang!" Guo Chen spotted Xie Qingshang squatting on the ground dealing with the Demon Beast's corpse at a glance, and his eyes lit up immediately. "Finally found you! This Secret Realm is extremely dangerous, how could you act alone?"

Alone?

Upon hearing this, the two Elder Xu and his companion, who had been standing obediently to the side, changed their expressions, thinking to themselves, "Is this young Guo Clan blind, treating us as nothing?"

With so many people present, he completely ignored them, his eyes only fixed on his young mistress.

If an outsider saw her like this, they would really think she had some kind of relationship with Xie Qingshang.

In reality, he was nothing more than a follower of quack remedies.

Guo Chen strode forward, intending to approach Xie Qingshang.

Seeing his movement, Xie Qingshang immediately stood up and stepped forward to meet him, positioning himself perfectly between him and the campfire.

This action was not to curry favor, but rather to prevent this reckless entanglement from disturbing the group behind them—especially the black-clad youth who was focused on grilling meat.

Seeing that Qin Wangchuan and the others didn't seem to care at all, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She then turned her gaze back to Guo Chen, her brows furrowed, and stepped aside to avoid his outstretched hand, her voice as cold as ice:

"Roll!"

Normally, she would be more considerate of the Guo Clan's reputation and leave some room for maneuver in her words.

But at this moment—these people are no ordinary beings; they might just be the greatest fortuitous opportunity in this Secret Realm, and no one else can be allowed to interfere.

Guo Chen paused for a moment at her reprimand, but a helpless yet doting smile immediately appeared on his face, as if he were looking at a lover throwing a tantrum.

"Qingshang, why be so aloof? I'm just worried about your safety..."

"Who do you think you are, to presume to ask me about my affairs?"

Xie Qingshang's eyes flashed with obvious disgust upon hearing this; this man would never understand human language.

"Either you get out, or I'll tell you to get out!"

In the tense silence, Qin Wangchuan casually sliced off a thin piece of meat from the hind leg of the Youming Ao, and gently twirled it between his fingertips.

He lowered his eyes to examine the cut, seemingly unaware of Guo Chen and the others' arrival.

"Not cooked enough."

These words were originally spoken to Zhao Lingyun.

After all, none of them had brought servants with them on this trip; they were all assisted by Zhao Lingyun's Soldier Puppet.

However, before Zhao Lingyun could make a move, Xie Qingshang, who was confronting Guo Chen, turned around upon hearing the sound.

Her Moon White Skirt Hem trailed through the dust as she walked unhesitatingly to the fire and squatted down.

As she reached for a dry branch, a few strands of her dark hair fell from her temples, taking on a warm hue in the flickering firelight. The image of this usually aloof fairy squatting by the campfire, adding fuel to the fire, was more vivid and real than ever before.

This sudden action caused Guo Chen's pupils to contract sharply—he never expected that the Fairy Qingshang, whom he had pursued for five years, would one day kneel and bow down because of a single word from someone else.

Guo Chen finally shifted his gaze from Xie Qingshang and began to truly examine the people around the campfire for the first time. His voice rose and distorted with extreme shock:

"Who... are you people?"