Chapter 265: TranQingdent (2)

In fact, Qing doesn’t have any particular big reason for teasing the two. If there’s a small reason, it’s just that the impact feels good so it’s fun to hit them.

If she says “I, Transcendent Qing” to Gongson Yoye, she just says “Wow, Miss Ximen you’re really amazing” and that’s it, so it’s completely unsatisfying.

Moreover, it seems she was really properly beaten when Qing fell into a state of no-self, so she feels grateful and sorry too. It’s fortunate it was with a bladeless training sword, otherwise Gong/son/Yo/ye would have been cut into four pieces with even the radicals and strokes cut up and torn to shreds.

And Tang Nanah doesn’t even take the hits if you try to hit her with realm in the first place.

The Tang clan was unofficially allied with the royal family and even possessed cannons, so it’s no exaggeration to say they were practically the world’s greatest clan in the current Central Plains.

Along with the firepower of cannons, for the daughter of the Tang clan with terrifying asymmetric power that can even load and fire poison shells, individual skill doesn’t seem to matter at all.

So Qing actively looked for opponents she could rub salt in the wounds of.

In fact, if you just go to the Dragon Phoenix Assembly, aren’t they all similar?

Oh my, those who can only reach the Peak Realm are so leisurely drinking alcohol and tea.

When I was at the Peak Realm, I didn’t just swing my sword all day without sleeping or eating of course, but still.

“Hey. Isn’t that Changbin?”

“Huk, th-that, Great Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster has come…”

“What? Why are you so stiff again? Did you become distant again because we haven’t seen each other in a while?”

“It’s not that, the sect leader keeps calling you youngest junior sister, so, this humble one dares not.”

As he glanced around cautiously, Qing answered with a sly smile:

“Come on, we’re friends. It seems Yu Ha the Immortal thinks well of me, but how could I become a Great Grandmaster to a Mount Hua disciple? Be comfortable. Comfortable.”

“Uh, hmm. Then, like that…”

“But let’s be precise. We were friends. I don’t care about distribution. But don’t think of daring to match a Transcendent Realm martial artist. Shouldn’t martial artists speak with martial arts?”

“Uh… Then, how should this humble one address you.”

As Changbin flustered, Qing sighed deeply with an “Aish”.

He’s ruined too.

There’s no point with someone who can’t even make eye contact in the first place.

“Oh my, I can’t even joke with Changbin. Be more comfortable, okay? Like a man? Okay? We’ve been friends for so long, why are you still acting like a stranger?”

“It’s, comfortable, really comfortable…”

“Okay. That’s enough. Have a drink.”

Changbin sipped the alcohol that had become very, very delicious since a woman joined the group, as if savoring it.

Regardless, after filling the cups, Qing looked around.

The ones she actually wanted to tease weren’t visible, and she just ended up making eye contact with the men one after another.

Hmm. Maybe I should have worn a face veil.

I didn’t wear one since I already showed my face, but now they’re about to bore holes in it.

If there’s anything special, it’s that the fervent kindness shown by the Tang family’s five brothers doesn’t fly over.

This is because for men in the Central Plains, a woman who is a higher level martial artist than them is very burdensome.

Later they need to take second wives and concubines and set up three wives and four concubines to play around, but if the wife is a master, forget about second wives, it’s fortunate if they don’t get beaten up.

This directly violates the implicit agreement of the Central Plains.

In romance, women are superior and men inferior, men must devote everything to the point of giving their hearts.

But after marriage, men are superior and women inferior, women must compete to become the most loved among three wives and four concubines by acting coy and seducing and serving the husband – that was the agreement.

Then a beauty suddenly catches Qing’s eye.

Her skin is so white it’s pale, and her expression seems gloomy yet extremely indifferent.

Yet the tear mole under her eye is extremely alluring, so Qing unconsciously gulped.

It’s Ice Snow Flower Seol Iri.

After patting Changbin’s shoulder, Qing quietly got up and headed towards Ice Snow Flower.

Taking a seat directly opposite, an indifferent gaze flies straight towards Qing.

Qing greeted her with a hehe laugh:

“Um, hello? Are you Miss Ice Snow Flower Seol Iri? I’m Ximen Qing.”

“Yes.”

Qing’s words were cut off.

Is “Yes” the usual answer here?

And what is yes? Hello? That she’s Ice Snow Flower? Or that she knows I’m Ximen Qing?

While Qing couldn’t get her bearings:

“Business.”

“Pardon?”

“What business do you have?”

At this, Qing smiled and tapped the table:

“Just. I wanted to greet you. As soon as I saw Miss Seol Iri, I thought, wow, she’s pretty, I want to get close because she’s pretty. Wow you’re even prettier up close.”

“Yes.”

Another one-word answer.

It seemed like some mysterious power that stops people’s words lurked in that one character.

So looking at Qing whose words were stopped by the mysterious words, Seol Iri opened her lips:

“Do you have anything more to say?”

This is usually a line meaning “I’ve seen enough, so go”.

An icy cold wind blew.

“Hmm. Did I perhaps offend you somehow?”

“No.”

“Is there something you don’t like?”

“No.”

“Then, you just don’t want to talk together?”

“Yes.”

And then Seol Iri firmly closed her mouth.

The alias Ice Snow Flower wasn’t given for nothing, it felt like talking to a mirror might be easier.

Aish, it’s not easy to return one martial art.

Didn’t Seol Ganom ask to return it when I meet someone from the Ice Palace while passing on the Great Yin Jade Maiden Divine Art?

I heard Seol Iri was from the Ice Palace so I was going to ask about that, but.

Then, suddenly the teapot catches her eye.

Qing smiled and tilted the teapot.

The unique aroma of Longjing burst out warmly. This was because it was steaming hot.

Qing raised her True Qi and cooled the tea until frost formed with a ching sound.

It was the cold Longjing tea Qing likes.

Because of Qing’s origins.

The Korean people are humans who would fill half a cup with ice and drink roasted bean water even if an ice age causing human extinction came.

On the other hand, to Central Plains people with the very scientific thinking that all liquids entering the mouth are very harmful to the body if not hot, it was like a crime that would incur heaven’s wrath.

At this atrocity, Seol Iri’s eyes opened wide.

“Just now.”

“This? Drinking cold Longjing is quite a delicacy. Miss Seol Iri should try it too, no, would you like to try this-“

“No. Absolutely not.”

Before Qing’s words finished, cold words of rejection flew in.

And it was a very stubborn rejection.

“No one understands this…”

“Just now. You used ice arts. May I ask what kind you learned?”

“Ah. You know ice arts! This is called the Great Yin Jade Maiden Divine Art. It’s really co.ol. As cool as Miss Seol Iri’s attitude.”

“How, how did you get that!”

“Is how important? What’s important is that I have the secret manual of the Great Yin Jade Maiden Divine Art, and I was asked to return it to people from the Ice Palace.”

“Who, who asked that?”

“Hmm. But I left the secret manual at the Divine Maiden Sect. Since I’ve learned it, I’ll write it out anew for now. Don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility and burn the secret manual.”

“Never mind that, who, who passed that on?”

Never mind that?

Qing tilted her head.

It has a gold border, isn’t the treatment a bit harsh for something that’s a divine art in name only?

Is it because she’s a direct descendant of the Ice Palace so she’s learning that Snow White Divine Art or whatever with a purple border, so she doesn’t need it?

“To protect the public informant, their identity is strictly confidential. I got permission to learn it on the condition that I return it, so don’t question that-“

“It’s that Seol Ganom bastard, right?”

Seol Iri cut off Qing’s words and asked sharply.

At the cold tone with chilliness flowing out, Qing immediately made a judgment.

It seems they’re acquaintances with a not-so-good relationship.

“That person is a criminal of the Ice Palace. Not only did he kill his master and martial siblings, he’s also a vicious demonic adept who burned down the sect and ran away.”

“Come on, I said the identity is confidential. Anyway, I’ll copy the secret manual for you by tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow, so just know that.”

Staying here any longer would lead to just spewing lies. Moreover, hearing what she said, it seems she has a lot of bad feelings towards Seol Ganom too, so getting close would just cause conflict.

Ugh. I wanted to get close to Miss Seol.

But betraying friendship to seduce a woman is not what a great man does.

I have to give up with tears, well.

But why is it that women I like are always final bosses and enemies of friends?

Is there some demon attached to the image of a weak and pitiful character…

Qing let go of her lingering feelings and left her seat.

But it seems Seol Iri couldn’t let go of her lingering feelings. Moreover, she even boldly revealed those lingering feelings.

Seol Iri’s gaze was directed straight at Qing.

Though human eyeballs originally have the function of rolling around to look at surroundings, it just faced Qing from the front of her pretty face.

The expressionless face chasing Qing like an owl or some kind of bird of prey was a bit scary, even if it was a preference.

No, should I say the preference is completely shattered?

While Qing was shuddering like that:

“Qing’er, you know, grandfather saw an ironsmith with amazing skills in the market, I’m going to buy a few daggers, want to come along- What? Qing, what did you do to Seolhwa?”

“I just tried talking to her but she was cold so I gave up.”

“What, you, again. Are you trying to drag Seolhwa into bed this time?”

“Isn’t that a bit strange…”

It sounds strange just hearing the words, but it’s not strange when heard with the tone.

Since it was said while giggling full of laughter, it had become light jokes casually thrown out at some point.

“But why is she like that? Isn’t she staring incredibly? If she has something to say she should say it, ugh, but, it’s a bit scary.”

“I think so too. I didn’t think she was like that, but I guess she has a persistent side.”

I thought she was that kind of person because she coldly blocked conversation requests, but I guess this is what they mean when they say you have to experience someone’s true nature.

When someone is blatantly staring at you, of course you keep noticing it even if you try not to pay attention.

“Hmm. This won’t do.”

At this, Qing finally declared retreat.

How can I boast when I’m so bothered? Why can’t I boast when I finally reached the Transcendent Realm? I need to widely spread the achievements of the great Transcendent Qing for everyone to emulate.

Qing reluctantly put aside the healthy practical plan of motivating the rising stars through improving their desire for advancement and creating a sense of crisis.

I’ll just go back and diligently write out the Great Yin Jade Maiden Divine Art secret manual today, she thought.

On the way back, Tang Nanah was scolding again.

“What’s this, Qing’er. Why are you walking like that?”

“What, what am I doing?”

“Why so lewdly. Ha. You’re already carrying two moon-like things. I can’t live. This is why you change women every night. Okay, tell me honestly. Me or Gongson? Who’s better to sleep with?”

“If I have to choose, Ye is better. At least Ye doesn’t grope.”

“I don’t grope anymore either?”

“It’s not that you don’t grope, you can’t grope. Tell me honestly. How much did you excitedly knead me while I was sleeping?”

Now thanks to the senses awakened by the Awakening divine art, she keeps waking up from Tang Nanah’s impure touches.

After waking up over ten times, even Qing had no choice but to get angry saying let’s just sleep.

“N-no? It was just accidentally touching in my sleep, that, very natural hand movements, yeah, that kind of thing.”

While saying this, somehow she couldn’t make eye contact. Qing narrowed her eyes.

Thanks to this, Qing’s lewd gait was forgotten.

In fact, Qing is just being crafty to not make sound. Of course she has no way of knowing what her gait is like.

With the primitive ancient Central Plains’ uncivilized technology, there are no smooth surfaces where one’s appearance can be reflected. Glass itself is a precious object too.

So there’s no awkward experience like in Qing’s homeland of approaching any vehicle or building glass wall to fix your hair and making eye contact with the person inside.

And Qing was the first female Divine Thief among all Divine Thieves in history, so Cheon Yuhak doesn’t feel anything seeing his disciple’s appearance, just reminiscing ah, I was like that too.

As for Ximen Surin’s nagging, she just thinks her master’s beauty act is so strict that she can’t tolerate the appearance of walking on tiptoes.

Anyway, as they bickered like that and entered Wucheon Pavilion together in good terms, the Wucheon Pavilion maid greeted Qing and delivered a message.

A guest is waiting inside, she said.