The main altar of the sect, the peak of the heavenly fortune.
The towering main peak that reaches into the clouds, as well as the surrounding area for thousands of miles, all belong to the practice field of the Fourth Senior Sister Luo Wanqing, which is like a self-contained small world. At the foot of the mountain, halfway up the mountain, and at the top of the mountain, there are continuous palaces, pavilions, and courtyards.
In addition, in those areas with abundant spiritual energy and relatively gentle terrain, large areas of spiritual fields, medicinal gardens, and spiritual beast pastures have been opened up. There are tens of thousands of menial disciples and servant girls who work diligently day and night to take care of them.
Originally, the practice fields of these several direct disciples of the sect’s sect master were not in the main altar of the sect, but on the void land outside. It was only after they reached the realm of immortality that they had the privilege of residing in the main altar of the sect for their practice. Of course, the most crucial factor is Qing Muling.
Now, Qing Muling resides on the Yudao Peak above the clouds. The several senior sisters have benefited from his presence and can also stay in the exclusive practice field belonging to the Supreme Sect Master. However, the numerous subordinates and guards around the Fourth Senior Sister do not have this privilege and can only be placed on the Tianyun Peak.
In her leisure time, Luo Wanqing occasionally comes to see and listen to the reports from her subordinates about the domestic and foreign situations. Although the lord of the ancient witch country is still in good health and has no intention of retiring for the time being, in the eyes of many forces in the court and the public, it is highly probable that Luo Wanqing will become the next lord of the country.
In the palace at the top of the main peak, Luo Wanqing, dressed in men’s clothing, lay lazily on the embroidered couch, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, as if a well-fed spirit cat, absent-mindedly listening to the chatter of the several court ladies in front of her.
These several noble and aloof beauties, are the great witch sacrifices arranged by the ancient witch country for Luo Wanqing, also known as her guardian. They have been with the princess since she was a child, and their relationship is naturally extraordinary.
“Your Highness, the situation in the country has been a bit unstable recently. Your father has sent messages several times, hoping that you can return for a visit. It would be even better if you could bring your junior brother with you,” a witch sacrifice said.
“Absolutely impossible!”
Luo Wanqing’s expression turned cold, and her eyes became cold: “I don’t think my father would issue such an order. Tell me, which shameless bastards are instigating this? Unable to find a way elsewhere, they have turned their attention to me? Do they think I’m easy to deceive?”
With her anger, an imposing air filled the space with a chilling atmosphere.
The witch sacrifices were taken aback and hurriedly explained, “Your Highness, this matter is indeed a decision made after discussion between your father and mother, and not incited by your incompetent brothers and sisters. And as you know, the Tianwu Divine Dynasty has also recently taken notice of the existence of your junior brother. Out of curiosity, they want to understand and make contact, which is only natural and there are no other intentions.”
“Furthermore, the Seventeenth Prince of the Tianwu Divine Dynasty will officially visit in the next few days and negotiate an alliance with the high-level members of the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace. He wishes to meet Qing Muling and hopes that you can mediate and facilitate this matter…”
Luo Wanqing’s expression calmed down, and she said slowly, “Perhaps it’s not a problem to meet, but I don’t trust them. Not having any intentions now doesn’t mean there won’t be any in the future. As for the matter of my junior brother, I will not reveal a single word about it, and no one’s face will work here. As for the choice of my future path, it will be my own decision. Let them give up on this idea!”
The witch sacrifices looked at each other, extremely distressed by the princess’s willful behavior, but also helpless.
The ancient witch country has been passed down for millions of years, and after generations of hard work by the lord of the country, it has a vast territory and strong national power. Although it is not a supreme-level sect force, it is not far from it.
In terms of bloodline inheritance, the ancient witch country actually has a closer relationship with the Tianwu Divine Dynasty, but it is not considered a vassal of this superpower and has a strong degree of independence.
As the most outstanding new generation member of the royal family of the ancient witch country, the most ideal choice for Luo Wanqing would have been to join the royal family of the Tianwu Divine Dynasty. With proper management and operation in the future, she could marry a powerful prince, or even have a great chance of becoming the queen. However, she chose to join the Cloud Dream Heavenly Palace and become a disciple under Mu Yinghua, which some forces were very dissatisfied with.
Of course, it’s too late to change course, and the court and the public of the ancient witch country cannot think of a better solution. In the absence of a more suitable heir, they can only try to persuade the princess to reconsider, always prioritizing the interests of her natal family and not leaning too much towards outsiders.
High above the sky, a dazzling rainbow of swords, tens of thousands of feet long, descended from the clouds and landed on the steps in front of the hall after a slight spiral.
As the sword energy dissipated, the cold and beautiful Qi Yalan appeared, striding into the hall and said to Luo Wanqing, “Junior Sister, your Seventeenth Prince is about to arrive. The envoy of the Tianwu Divine Dynasty has entered the Cloud Dream Immortal Domain. Master wants you to lead the team to greet them!”
Luo Wanqing glanced at her and said, “Can you not speak so harshly? What do you mean by ‘your’? Do I have a relationship with that Seventeenth Prince?”
Qi Yalan smiled and said, “In terms of relationship, there really is one. Whether you like it or not, when you meet, you have to call him ‘cousin’. Your mothers are sisters, after all.”
Luo Wanqing snorted and got up gracefully, “Don’t talk about those useless things. Even if he’s an older brother, he shouldn’t expect to gain any advantage from me, let alone that bastard.”
“Alright, hurry up and change your clothes and set off. This is after all official business. If there are any mistakes, it won’t be easy to explain to Master.”
Qi Yalan didn’t want to argue and pushed her into the inner room.Having sent all the maids away, Luo Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror, reluctantly unfastening the jade belt around her waist and slipping out of her masculine attire to reveal the transparent bright red embroidered bellyband underneath. Matching underpants and gartered thigh-high silk stockings accentuated her enchanting, fiery curves and her skin was so pale it dazzled.
She neatly folded the male garments she had taken off, commenting, “Junior Brother’s clothes do feel quite nice. No wonder you always like to wear his clothes; they’re so good you could just wear the pants.”
Qi Yalan’s beautiful face blushed slightly, “Can you not speak so bluntly? Aren’t you doing the same? Of course, it’s enough to understand the benefits in your heart, don’t let outsiders know.”
The clothes that Qing Muling had worn were imbued with the mysterious aura of the innate Harmony Spirit Seed. After being refined by Mu Yinghua with a secret method, they possessed many wonderful benefits, which the senior sisters were well aware of, hence their particular interest.
After the fourth senior sister had changed and tidied up, she left the room with Qi Yalan, and the inner chamber quieted down.
Shortly after, a figure that seemed almost imperceptible quietly drifted in, glanced around, and walked straight to the wardrobe in the secret compartment. With practiced movements, she opened it and without much effort found the clothes Luo Wanqing had just changed out of, leaving contentedly with them.
Little did she know that upon exiting, she would be caught red-handed by the two women who had returned.
“This servant greets Your Highness.”
The figure hurriedly bowed down in panic, and four burly guards silently approached, pressing down on her shoulders as a set of shackles, emitting a strong scent of blood, were clamped onto her.
In no time, the clothes hidden in her storage bracelet were found.
Luo Wanqing swept a cold glance at the maid and from her light pink lips softly uttered, “Kill her, search her soul!”