"Master! Since that Daoist Heavenlink already knows that Chu Yi, the Child of Destiny, is missing part of his destiny!"
"Then will he...?"
Having heard Qing Mo's earlier account, Youji—her fair jade hands painted with black nail polish resting one atop the other over the taut lower abdomen traced by a mermaid line—softly voiced her doubts.
"Of course he will!"
"After all, what everyone else cares about is that Bingqin, Chu Yi's senior sister, was unexpectedly killed—and who killed her, and why."
"But what Daoist Heavenlink cares about is the sudden loss of destiny from Chu Yi!"
"If Chu Yi loses that portion of destiny and can no longer crush this era beneath his feet in the future, then Daoist Heavenlink, who proclaimed him the Child of Destiny, will be the most anxious of all!"
"So to Daoist Heavenlink, we who killed Chu Yi's senior sister are anomalies beyond destiny."
"Still, he isn't wrong to make that guess!"
"After all, we truly aren't beings born and raised in this Immortal Realm. Not only are we utterly unconstrained by the Heavenly Dao of this realm, but this realm's Heavenly Dao must instead crawl at our feet!"
"This is something he would never dare imagine, nor could he possibly imagine!"
As Qing Mo's words made it clear, both openly and implicitly, that their group had already unknowingly provoked several fairly powerful factions—and that there was no possibility whatsoever of reconciling with them—
Little Green, already lively and restless by nature, now had excitement and exhilaration gleaming in her peach blossom eyes!
After all, someone might come looking to fight her at any time along the way!
And once the fight was over, she could conveniently rake in a haul of resources to pad her little treasury!
To Little Green, that was simply