"I will remember."
Chu Lingwei smiled slightly. Spirit beasts, in general, were only a little smarter; they couldn't have their own thoughts like humans.
At most, after forming a contract with a spirit cultivator, they could connect with their master's intentions.
Spirit cultivators wouldn't casually contract with a level one or two spirit beast. The spirit beasts they contracted with were those that could potentially grow into level five or above, capable of facing dangers alongside their masters.
The cultivation of spirit beasts, much like humans, had level five as a significant hurdle. Beyond level five, each subsequent level was incredibly difficult. Only level eight spirit beasts might develop spiritual intelligence, and at level ten, they could undergo tribulation and transform into human form.
Of course, there were spirit beasts that didn't follow natural laws. Like Su Xianrou's Scarlet Flame, it had ingested medicine, allowing it to transform into human form and gain spiritual intelligence. This was its fortuitous encounter.
In an era where anyone could cultivate spirits, fortuitous encounters were never in short supply.
Chu Lingwei looked at the motionless fire spirit beast in the cage. Perhaps, it too had its own fortuitous encounter.
"Hey, have you heard? The Hengtian Secret Realm will be opening in three months." Inside the Spirit Tea House, Chu Lingwei overheard a conversation between a man and a woman at the next table.
Both were dressed in the outer disciple attire of the Xuanxin Sect. The woman's eyes were filled with envy as she spoke of the Hengtian Secret Realm.
"I've heard. I wonder if I'll have a chance to enter," the man said, clenching his fists tightly, his eyes filled with determination. "The Peak Master of Qingxin Peak is willing to give us outer disciples ten spots. As long as one reaches the Lingdong realm, they can try."
"But there are only ten spots, aren't there?" the woman's voice held a hint of disappointment. There were tens of thousands of outer disciples like them; the competition for just ten chances to enter the secret realm would be incredibly fierce.
"No matter how difficult, I will try," the man declared, his voice a little louder as his fist tapped the table. "I will definitely secure a spot to enter the secret realm."
Chu Lingwei's gaze flickered as she listened to their conversation. The Hengtian Secret Realm was opening?
The Hengtian Secret Realm was only accessible to spirit cultivators below the Linglun realm. It was filled with countless treasures. As long as one could enter and emerge alive, they were bound to gain something, at the very least, becoming wealthier.
This was a place that every spirit cultivator would fight tooth and nail to enter.
However, if everyone were to enter, the Xuantiian Continent would fall into chaos.
The method of entering the Hengtian Secret Realm was held solely by the major sects, academies, and prominent families of the Xuantian Continent. The number of people allowed to enter was also restricted, not exceeding a thousand.
Chu Lingwei mused inwardly. Chu Xiyin had absorbed the Saint Blood and would soon enter the Linglun realm. With their ambition, they would certainly ensure Chu Xiyin entered the Hengtian Secret Realm.
"Such an ugly thing, how can it be allowed in the Spirit Tea House?" Just as Chu Lingwei was contemplating the feasibility of entering the Hengtian Secret Realm, a disgusted female voice directly reached her ears.
"My apologies, immortal fairy. We will immediately escort it out," a waiter from the Spirit Tea House said obsequiously, repeatedly apologizing to the woman.
Chu Lingwei frowned. The scolding voice was too close for her to ignore without turning around.
When she saw the woman in opulent robes with a gentle smile on her face, her eyes widened in shock.
She hadn't expected to meet Chu Xiyin so soon.
She had completely integrated with the memories of the original host, experiencing all the suffering the original owner had endured as if it were her own.
This vengeance, she was determined to exact.
"Shan'er, you shouldn't be so unruly," Chu Xiyin said, moving beside Cheng Shan, her eyes holding a touch of indulgence. "Shan'er, let it stay here. We'll go to the second floor."
"Xiyin, you're just too kind."
Cheng Shan pouted unhappily. She turned her head, her gaze falling on Chu Lingwei's face, a flicker of disgust in her eyes. "Don't bring such dirty things to sit by the stairs next time. It's so inauspicious."
"Is this your family's tea house?" Chu Lingwei scoffed. People who bullied others by leveraging their connections were truly detestable.
Chu Xiyin, hearing Chu Lingwei's words, looked at her eyes with surprise. She was the eldest disciple of the Xuanxin Sect; no one in this market city didn't recognize her.
Cheng Shan always followed by her side, and no one dared to defy her words.
When her gaze met Chu Lingwei's, her heart gave a jolt. These eyes, how could they be so similar to that cripple's eyes?
"You... you dare talk back?" Cheng Shan hadn't expected Chu Lingwei to retort. Her face flushed and paled alternately. No one had ever dared to talk back to her so openly.
Chu Lingwei smiled. At this moment, her eyes held no trace of aggression. As her smile deepened, a slight moistness in them stirred the hearts of those around her.
Such beautiful eyes.
Chu Xiyin was greatly alarmed. Her eyes were exactly like Chu Lingwei's.
How was this possible?
Chu Lingwei was long dead; this couldn't be her.
"I'm not talking back. I'm just asking if this Spirit Tea House belongs to you. Otherwise, on what grounds do you demand I leave?" Chu Lingwei's voice held a touch of gentle charm, but her eyes suddenly turned sharp and piercing. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"You?!" Cheng Shan was furious. "This is the Xuanxin Sect's Spirit Tea House. Such beasts incapable of cultivating spirits should not be here."
After witnessing the change in Chu Lingwei's eyes, Chu Xiyin breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. This wasn't Chu Lingwei. She had already been beaten to death by her mother and devoured by Scarlet Flame.
Moreover, Chu Lingwei's eyes could never be this sharp.
"Shan'er, this is a Xuanxin Sect tea house. Of course, anyone can enter," Chu Xiyin interrupted Cheng Shan, shaking her head at her helplessly. "You must never speak like this again."
"Fellow Daoist, I apologize. Shan'er meant no harm. Please do not hold it against her," Chu Xiyin said, stepping her delicate lotus feet forward and nodding slightly to Chu Lingwei, apologizing on Cheng Shan's behalf.
Hypocrisy!
Still so hypocritical.
Back then, she always wore such an understanding face, yet beneath it lay the most venomous nature.
Since they had met today, Chu Lingwei would naturally not miss this opportunity for revenge.
"It's fine. After all, not everyone can speak like a human and act like one," Chu Lingwei said with a slight smile to Chu Xiyin. Those eyes seemed to have a life of their own, reminding Chu Xiyin once again of that wretched Chu Lingwei.
Chu Xiyin looked at Chu Lingwei. Her face was ordinary, but those eyes, so like Chu Lingwei's, brought her entire countenance to life.
These eyes, they should not exist in this world.
"How dare you insult me? I will kill you!" Cheng Shan had never been so humiliated. A surge of spiritual energy was directed at Chu Lingwei.
"Shan'er, this is the Xuanxin Sect market. We cannot resort to violence," Chu Xiyin exclaimed in alarm, yet her hand was deliberately slow, as if she hadn't managed to stop Cheng Shan.
Chu Lingwei watched the spiritual energy rush towards her, showing no reaction. Violence was forbidden in the Xuanxin Sect market; no one could break this rule.
Those who defied it would be punished.
However, this rule did have a loophole: self-defense was permitted.