Chapter 60 The Damned Mischievous Boy
"Young Lord is wise."
The followers praised in unison, gazes burning as they looked at Shi Yehan.
Though Shi Yehan had lost to Lin Chuqing, this did not mean he was weak.
For years he had been the number one prodigy of the Central Divine Region, not by family background but by strength—his reputation was well-earned.
Many divine bodies and sacred bodies of the Central Divine Region had been suppressed by him alone.
Even Lin Chuqing only defeated him after he suppressed his cultivation realm, and it was he who conceded in the end.
They suspected their Young Lord had gone easy on her.
Shi Yehan smiled faintly, his expression calm and confident.
Even without Lin Chuqing, he still wished to fight Gu Qing, to see if a disciple of the Star Temple was truly as invincible as rumored.
Women admired strength.
So long as he defeated Gu Qing, he did not believe Lin Chuqing would remain infatuated with him.
"Young Lord, Xuanwu City is ahead."
"Good, enter the city."
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"Tsk tsk, Qing'er, do you see? You've bewitched all beings."
In the room, Luo Rou's divine sense swept through the city, finding every discussion centered around Lin Chuqing.
All wished to glimpse her peerless beauty.
This filled Luo Rou with pride, like the joy of raising a child who had finally become a dragon.
"Master, it is but empty fame."
"Besides, who knows whether their hearts hold true admiration or hidden malice?"
Lin Chuqing was unmoved, her eyes closing as she quietly contemplated Dao and divine arts.
Titles such as contemporary goddess, unparalleled talent—none of it mattered to her.
She only wished to cultivate in peace, grow stronger, and live eternally with the one she loved.
"You are right."
Luo Rou nodded in agreement, then cast her beloved disciple a glance, smiling warmly. "Fortunately, before you grew up, that mischievous boy captured your heart. Otherwise, I would have worried you might become a cold, loveless woman of stone."
Having accompanied Lin Chuqing for so many years, she knew well how cold her disciple's heart was.
Countless handsome, monstrous prodigies—even those willing to die for Lin Chuqing—had never moved her in the slightest.
Aside from the Dao, she seemed to seek nothing else.
"Master."
Lin Chuqing opened her eyes, a flush rising on her flawless face, brimming with shame and irritation.
Clearly, she did not wish for others to bring up her past with Gu Qing.
She least wanted others to know that as a child, she had despised Gu Qing the most.
He was always tugging her braids, staining her pretty skirts.
"Alright, alright, I won't speak of it... I won't." Seeing her disciple's vexed and vivid expression, Luo Rou smiled with satisfaction.
Teasing her aloof disciple had become a daily pleasure.
Yet…
The thought that her beloved disciple would soon no longer belong to her filled Luo Rou with heartache. She cursed aloud: "That damned mischievous boy..."
"Master, do not forget you are a proper lady, well-versed and refined."
A fleeting smile passed through Lin Chuqing's eyes.
At once, Luo Rou shut her mouth, returning to her dignified and elegant bearing.
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"He's here..."
"Who is here?"
"Ah Qing."
"Then shall I leave?"
"Yes!"
"... ..."
Gu Qing piloted the Void Flying Boat into Xuanwu City. With one sweep of his divine sense, his expression froze in astonishment.
The number of young geniuses arriving was overwhelming.
And their numbers only continued to grow.
Across the skies, some rode flying swords, others sat in ornate carriages, hurrying in from all directions.
Their faces brimmed with excitement as they discussed how Lin Chuqing was stunning beyond compare, unmatched in elegance.
"Do not be surprised. That girl is a transformed celestial spirit, born with an immortal source. The immortal aura she exudes has a fatal allure to all beings."
"Besides, the world worships idols."
"Lin Chuqing defeated the number one prodigy, becoming the uncrowned queen of her era. To witness her peerless grace even once gives one prestige to boast about for life."
He Ni sighed as she spoke.
She recalled how it had once been for her, too—standing at the center of the world, adored by countless.
Countless ancient giants took pride in inviting her, while geniuses treated her as their idol, kneeling at her mountain for days, begging to be taken as her disciple.
"The bustling world, all for profit and gain…"
Gu Qing nodded knowingly. He immediately shut down the system. If he left it open, when he saw Lin Chuqing, he would be bombarded by endless system messages.
Arriving at Zui Xian Ju, Gu Qing pushed the door open and walked in.
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"Tsk, yet another fool relying on status to harass Immortal Lin."
"Do you think he can take even one strike from her?"
"Impossible. Do you know who she is? Even the Holy Land's Holy Sons cannot withstand a casual strike from Lin Chuqing."
"But that pretty boy is rather handsome."
This was not the first time Lin Chuqing's door had been pushed open.
There were always those who believed themselves exceptional, irresistible in charm.
But without exception, every one of them had been struck down by her sword aura, grievously wounded.
The more confidence they had when they entered, the more pitiful they looked when they left.
For those who overstepped, trying to entangle her, Lin Chuqing never showed mercy.
Though kind by nature, once her bottom line was crossed, she always killed without hesitation.
The Great Dao was heartless. To her, all others were ants; her kindness was reserved only for those she truly cherished.
"Hm? How did he get inside?"
The spectators ready to watch the drama were stunned, but quickly realized.
That man must be the fiancé Lin Chuqing was waiting for—Gu Qing.
"So envious of Immortal Lin..."
The female cultivators of Zui Xian Ju wore faces of jealousy and resentment.
News had already spread—Gu Qing was a true disciple of the Star Temple.
And it was Lin Chuqing herself who had revealed it.
That was the Star Temple, an eternal Dao lineage, transcendent above the mortal world.
Even an outer disciple who emerged from there was already a prodigy.
For useless trash could never even set foot into the Star Temple.
And Lin Chuqing—born with divine beauty, monstrous talent, a true contemporary goddess—now had a fiancé who was not only powerful but also of supreme background.
A life so perfect left others green with envy.
The male cultivators, too, were driven mad with jealousy.
Lin Chuqing, unrivaled in grace, heir to the Hidden Immortal Palace, destined to one day rule its authority.
Such a noble goddess, they could only admire from afar, never daring even to confess their feelings. Yet Gu Qing could marry her, walk the Dao with her, and become immortal partners.
The more they thought, the more bitter they felt.
"Senior sister Lin, do you still remember me, Lin Fan? If you dislike that pretty boy, even if it costs me my life, I will help you annul that engagement."
The delicate youth Lin Fan's face was filled with resolve, his fists clenched as he swore in his heart.
Years ago, when a flood dragon chased him, it was Lin Chuqing who saved him.
Though Lin Chuqing cared little and likely never remembered, he had never forgotten that life-saving grace.
That unmatched sword, that peerless silhouette—etched forever in his soul.
"Hm? Shi Yehan has arrived..."
"Now this will be a good show."
Ever since Shi Yehan's defeat at Lin Chuqing's hands, he had declared that in this life he would marry none but her.
The Shi clan had immediately echoed this stance, directly ignoring Gu Qing.
Two peerless prodigies, contending for one woman—inevitably, a great battle would erupt.
No one knew who would claim victory in the end, nor who would win the beauty's hand.
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