Chapter 0: Saint Ancestor Empress Mo Qingxin
“No, Master!” Zhao Xinting desperately grabbed his waistband, exclaiming in shock, “The child is still outside, what are you doing?”
“You brat, can you stop speaking so lewdly? Master is just checking you over,” Qin Gou said with a darkened expression. “Hurry up, can’t you see Master has already set up a Grand Array? No one outside will know anything!”
“Xinting speaks lewdly? But Master, you’re the one getting hands-on!”
“Nonsense, Master is concerned about you! It’s selfless love!” Qin Gou said righteously and sternly.
Zhao Xinting wanted to cry but had no tears. “Then, why doesn’t Xinting show Master such concern too? Xinting also wants to love Master!”
“Presumptuous! Bastard, what are you saying?” Qin Gou was so angry his nose was crooked.
“Xinting is just repeating what Master said…” Zhao Xinting struggled desperately.
Seeing this, Qin Gou had no choice but to stop, his gaze fixed on Zhao Xinting with confusion.
This kid is a bit strange.
Back in Arc-Moon Mountain, Little Zhao had more than once主动 proposed wanting to bathe with him in the natural spiritual pool. They were both men, what was the big deal? Although Qin Gou had refused each time, why had he become so shy after so many years?
Had he already been transformed into a female body by the laws of the Hidden Female Country? Impossible, it couldn’t be that fast. Moreover, by all appearances, Little Zhao’s chest showed no changes. Qin Gou just wanted to know if Zhao Xinting’s body had started showing those ‘symptoms’. If so, he had to send Little Zhao out of the Female Country immediately.
If that was the case, it led back to the old question: this kid was clearly attracted to both men and women, so why hadn’t he married for hundreds of years? Even when he had asked Little Chair to impersonate the Cult Master’s wife, the followers were so delighted they couldn’t speak for a long time. This implied that in all these years, Little Zhao had never laid a hand on any male or female follower…
So, could it be that this kid had some unspeakable secret?!
“Xinting, Master asks you, and you must answer truthfully. Nowadays, when you relieve yourself, do you stand or squat?” Qin Gou asked with a burning gaze.
“Why does Master ask this?! This… Master does it like this, so Xinting does it like this!”
“Master naturally stands.”
“Xinting also stands.”
“Then what if Master stands on his head, spins, or closes his eyes?!”
“Xinting does too.”
“Are you crazy?”
“Cough, cough, as a disciple, Xinting’s every word and deed should naturally follow the example of his Esteemed Master,” Zhao Xinting said with utmost seriousness.
With such an evasive answer, Qin Gou didn’t hesitate to strike, instantly patting Zhao Xinting’s chest. Indeed, he hadn’t been transformed yet!
However, whether this kid had a problem before coming to the Hidden Female Country was another matter!
Qin Gou also found it difficult to directly explain the strange laws of the Hidden Female Country to Zhao Xinting. Otherwise, given this kid’s temper, he might get so angry that he would break the seal of his Mortal transformation stage and slaughter all living beings in this secret realm.
“Forget it, Master will tell you the truth. Master has sensed an invisible poison within the Hidden Female Country. Xinting, if you suddenly feel any significant abnormality during this period, immediately take this pill.” As he spoke, Qin Gou took out a Youth Preserving Pill from his Nas.
Zhao Xinting took the Youth Preserving Pill and suddenly realized, “There’s such a thing. This… Xinting really misunderstood Master.”
“It’s good that you know,” Qin Gou glared at the kid irritably, privately giving Zhao Xinting a new nickname that was several times wilder than ‘Purple Extreme Demon’: “Schrödinger’s Chicken.”
At this moment, the Soundproof and Vision-Blocking Grand Array that Qin Gou had set up earlier vibrated slightly, indicating that someone wanted to enter.
Qin Gou waved his hand, dispelling the array. A strange woman in a blue dress respectfully said, “Qin Yuan? Lord Wenkong is waiting for you in the Saint Ancestor Mausoleum.”
…
Outside the underground palace of the Saint Ancestor Mausoleum, Qin Gou met the current ruler of the Hidden Female Country, Wenkong.
This woman did not wear robes. She wore a long robe of watery blue. Her head was bald, her hands were clasped, resembling a nun who had renounced the world.
Seeing this demeanor, Qin Gou finally remembered why the name “Wenkong” sounded so familiar.
Wenkong, a renegade monk from Shenyuan Temple, one of the ten great sects of the Cultivation World!
So, this graceful Buddhist nun before him was once an old, escaped monk.
Wenkong’s eyes, as still as an ancient well, gazed at Qin Gou and she spoke calmly, “Indeed, you are very alike. Even if you are not Qin Yuan, you must be deeply related to her. It’s a pity that no matter what, you can no longer obtain the so-called ‘Method to Reverse Yin and Yang’.”
“I indeed have not mastered that secret technique,” Qin Gou nodded, subtly glancing at the ring on Wenkong’s little finger.
“Don’t worry, I will not blame you. So many years have passed, and I am no longer as concerned about this matter as I was back then,” Wenkong said, clasping her hands in front of her chest. “In a few more days, it will be the Ancestor Worship Ceremony. It’s just right to let you officially join the Female Country again. From now on, you won’t have to leave.”
Just then, Qin Gou suddenly felt a searing heat on the back of his hand, where the ‘Spirit Blood Seal’ was located.
Qin Gou’s expression remained unchanged. He bowed to conceal his movement, discreetly placing his right hand behind his back, and replied, “Yes.”
“You may go.”
After Qin Gou walked away, he immediately looked at the back of his right hand, which had turned as scarlet as if it were about to bleed. The blood flower totem looked extremely eerie.
“Qishuang, is that you contacting Master?” Qin Gou secretly asked, but there was no response.
As Qin Gou moved further away from the Saint Ancestor Mausoleum, the burning sensation on the back of his hand gradually subsided.
However, a beautiful, translucent, fiery red silhouette abruptly appeared in his vision.
“Ding. Detected a weak will invading the host’s mind. Intent is unknown. Host may use spiritual power to block it.”
“Who are you?” Qin Gou did not speak aloud but asked in his mind.
The woman seemed to be able to hear him. She immediately turned around, her voice as crisp and pleasant as a clear breeze ringing through bells, “I am ‘Mo Qingxin’.”
As she spoke, the woman turned around, allowing Qin Gou to get a clear view of her cherry lips, jade-like face, and unparalleled beauty.
“The Saint Ancestor of the Female Country?” Qin Gou’s expression startled. This woman’s appearance was exactly the same as the portrait of the Saint Ancestor Empress he had seen before.
“Before a fellow Daoist like you, I dare not claim the title of Saint Ancestor,” Mo Qingxin said with a gentle smile.
“What is there to not claim? I am merely a humble cultivator of the Li Jiu Realm. For the Saint Ancestor Empress to call me fellow Daoist is to greatly flatter this Qin.” Qin Gou shrugged, maintaining his composure.
“Is that so?”
Mo Qingxin pursed her lips and smiled, “On the surface, you are in the Li Jiu Realm, but the world-shattering radiance sealed within your body can deeply sting my Xuan Realm eyes. Perhaps calling you fellow Daoist would be me overstepping?”
Qin Gou’s lips curved into a playful smile. “Then, may I ask, Daoist Mo, what is your purpose in suddenly invading my mind?”
Hearing this, a struggle flashed in Mo Qingxin’s eyes, and she clenched her fist slightly.
“Please, Daoist, save my life!”
