His Ex-Wife Was Dumbfounded!
Xu Qingying stopped in the center of the hall. Her skirt was still swaying slightly behind her, but she was frozen in place, as if she had been frozen in Immobilization Technique. Every muscle in her body was frozen in place.
Her gaze pierced through the swirling sandalwood incense in the main hall, past Liu Jin kneeling on the ground, past Li Wensong sitting to the side, and finally, without any hesitation, struck the man sitting calmly in the rosewood chair.
Lu Qing'an!!!
He sat there, relaxed and at ease, leaning back in his chair, one hand on the armrest, the other holding a teacup, the rim of which was just to his lips.
His gaze was also fixed on her, a faint, meaningful smile playing on his lips, as if he were looking at a long-lost friend, or perhaps admiring her stunned expression.
Xu Qingying's mind went completely blank for a moment.
She blinked, her eyelashes fluttering twice, then blinked again, as if doubting her own vision.
Then, she raised her hand, which was trembling slightly, without even realizing it. She rubbed her eyes vigorously with the back of her hand until her eyes were red before stopping.
She opened her eyes again and looked at the man once more.
He's still alive!
It's not an illusion, not a demonic possession, not a delusion arising from a cultivation Qi Deviation Dao of Heartlessness!!
It's him!!!
He sat there so vividly, even the slight curve of his little finger as he held the teacup was exactly the same as I remembered.
Xu Qingying's heart pounded twice in her chest, like a caged beast that had been locked up for a long time desperately pounding against the cage door. The two beats were rapid and heavy, making her chest feel tight and her breath catch in her throat.
She hadn't felt this way in a very, very long time—this feeling of her heart being out of control, this feeling of blood rushing to her head in an instant, this feeling that made her entire soul tremble.
Luo Qiushan wore a polite and gentle smile, raised her hand to gesture in Lu Qing'an's direction, and said in a friendly and natural tone, "Disciple, you've come at the right time. Let me introduce you, this is your Uncle Lu."
Xu Qingying suddenly turned her head to look at her master.
Her neck turned so fast and stiffly that you could almost hear a soft "crack" from her joints.
A bewildered expression appeared on her face, and her clear, cold eyes surged with an overwhelming sense of shock and absurdity.
What?!!!!!!
She let out a scream in her heart that could shatter mountains and rivers.
What did Master just say? Uncle Lu? She's telling her to call this man she once shared a bed with Uncle Lu?!
Li Wensong, who was in the corner, had gone from covering his mouth to covering it with both hands, his hands tightly covering his mouth, with very faint "hissing" sounds leaking out between his fingers.
He huddled in the chair, his shoulders shaking violently, his face flushed red, and even the wrinkles around his eyes showed from laughing.
"Wow! This is so dramatic! This is going to be a real treat!" he exclaimed inwardly, wishing he could just pull out a handful of melon seeds and start eating them right then and there.
Liu Jin, kneeling on the ground, had a more interesting expression than anyone else at that moment.
His gaze darted frantically between his junior sister and the man surnamed Lu, and the more he looked, the more uneasy he felt.
The way my junior sister looked at that man was not how one should look at a stranger!
There was shock, panic, disbelief, and an extremely complex emotional fluctuation in his eyes that he had never seen before in his junior sister's eyes.
No way! Why is my junior sister looking at this guy like that?! Could they know each other?!
Liu Jin's heart sank.
Luo Qiushan's smile froze slightly.
She looked at Xu Qingying and realized that her disciple wasn't listening to her at all.
Xu Qingying's gaze seemed fixed on Lu Qing'an, unable to look away. Her eyes were so complex that even Luo Qiushan, her master, couldn't help but frown.
"Disciple, what's wrong?" Luo Qiushan's voice carried a hint of doubt and concern.
Xu Qingying suddenly snapped back to her senses, as if she had been startled awake from a dream.
She quickly averted her gaze from Lu Qing'an and turned to her master, forcing a forced, awkward smile, "It's nothing..."
Her voice was a little dry, and even she herself felt it sounded fake after she finished speaking.
Luo Qiushan's brows furrowed even deeper. She looked at Xu Qingying, then at Lu Qing'an, and finally back at Xu Qingying, tentatively asking, "Do you know your Uncle Lu?"
Upon hearing the words "Uncle Lu," Xu Qingying's lips twitched involuntarily.
She took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calm, but a faint, bitter smile still escaped between her teeth, "Master, are you very familiar with this... Uncle Lu? What is your relationship?"
She emphasized the words "Uncle Lu" very heavily, as if she were chewing on a bone that couldn't be chewed.
She had to get to the bottom of it!
Does Master know anything about this man's background?
If she didn't know, then why did her master make her call him Uncle Lu?
If he knew, then why did his master introduce him in this way?!
"What's going on! He actually came to the Hongmeng Holy Realm too?!" Xu Qingying's heart was in turmoil, countless thoughts colliding and intertwining in her mind. "Most importantly, why did Master make me call him Uncle Lu?! Doesn't this cause a problem with seniority?!"
She recalled the scene of her farewell.
She thought she would never see him again; she thought ascending to the Hongmeng Holy Realm meant goodbye forever; she thought joining the Nether Emperor Holy Sect and cultivating the Dao of Heartlessness would completely sever that earthly bond.
She had even made up her mind to forge her own path in the Dao of Heartlessness, severing all those ties, all that tenderness, and all those memories that still ache in the dead of night!
"I've already decided to forget him! How can I continue cultivating the Dao of Heartlessness now?!" Xu Qingying cried out in her heart in despair.
The Dao of Heartlessness severs the seven emotions and six desires, cutting off all worldly ties and entanglements.
But this man was right in front of her, in her master's hall, holding a cup of tea and smiling at her.
How could she possibly strike? What could she possibly use to strike? She couldn't even look away.
Luo Qiushan smiled and said, "Your Uncle Lu just joined our Nether Emperor Holy Sect. His talent is extremely special; he can be said to be the strongest in history! He has cultivated all the rules to a perfect state!"
She paused, her gaze shifting to Lu Qing'an, her eyes flashing with undisguised admiration and awe. Then she turned back to Xu Qingying, emphasizing, "Most importantly, his strength is extremely formidable! Ordinary Great Dao Realm cultivators couldn't withstand a single move from him!"
She said this with absolute confidence.
She experienced it firsthand.
She said that "ordinary Great Dao Realm wouldn't last a single move," which was already an understatement, showing respect to the Great Dao Realm group!
However, these words had a different effect on Liu Jin.
Liu Jin could no longer hold back.
He was kneeling on the ground when he heard this, and he suddenly raised his head, his face full of Qi Ingestion and doubt.
He could accept that his master treated this man differently, and he could barely accept being called "Uncle Lu," but he absolutely could not accept his master exaggerating the strength of an Eternal Realm cultivator to that of a Great Dao Realm cultivator.
This is no longer a matter of favoritism; it's a challenge to the common sense of cultivation in the entire Hongmeng Holy Realm!
"Master! Is it really possible for someone to cultivate all the rules to a perfect state?!" Liu Jin's voice trembled slightly with excitement, but he still forced himself to continue, "Moreover, even if what you say is true, he couldn't possibly be stronger than someone in the Great Dao Realm!"
No matter how many rules there are, they are still rules; no matter how few Great Dao, they are still Great Dao.
Rules are like streams, Great Dao is like a vast ocean; no matter how many streams there are, they can never be deeper than the vast ocean.
This is a truth verified by countless sages in the Hongmeng Holy Realm; how could there be any exceptions?
Luo Qiushan's gaze slowly turned to Liu Jin.
She didn't immediately get angry; instead, she looked at her arrogant disciple with an extremely calm gaze, but beneath that calmness lay a speechless silence that almost overflowed from her eyes.
"I'll put it modestly! Even your master couldn't withstand his attacks!!!" she roared silently in her heart, but on the surface she still maintained the demeanor of a sect leader.
She took a deep breath, then suddenly hissed, "What! You doubt your teacher?!"
Although the shout was not loud, it contained a dark and oppressive force, and the air in the hall trembled slightly at its sound.
Liu Jin felt his shoulders shrink under the pressure of this aura, and his head, which he had just raised, immediately lowered again, almost touching the ground.
A thin layer of cold sweat seeped down his back, and his voice softened. "Disciple wouldn't dare!"
Xu Qingying stood aside, watching her master reprimand her senior brother, and then looked at Lu Qing'an, who sat calmly in his chair without saying a word. The questions in her heart did not dissipate, but instead grew stronger.
She, like Liu Jin, couldn't understand it.
Lu Qing'an is indeed very strong; he was already an invincible being during the Nine Directions and Ten Domains era!
But no matter how strong he is, he's still only at the Eternal Realm. How could Eternal Realm be stronger than someone at the Great Dao Realm?!
Moreover, what kind of strength does Master possess?!
She was a peak expert who had cultivated twenty Great Dao and reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao of Darkness. There were very few people in the entire Hongmeng Holy Realm who could surpass her!!!
Why would a cultivator at the Eternal Realm be so highly regarded by his master?!