Outside the Imperial City Restaurant at that moment, a group of cultivators crowded around, craning their necks to look inside.
“Hey, why is everyone stuck downstairs here?”
A passing cultivator, spotting someone familiar among the crowd, approached and patted his shoulder curiously.
The approached cultivator first jumped in surprise, then relaxed, “Brother, you scared me… It’s nothing major. There’s a fight going on inside between two parties, and the restaurant staff asked us to step out to avoid getting involved.”
The other cultivator nodded knowingly, “I see. It’s not that uncommon.”
Restaurants especially catering to cultivators inherently carry high risks. Unless there was substantial backing, nobody dared to cause trouble there.
Although private fights were prohibited inside the restaurant, customers had grown quite accustomed to situations where suddenly two tables started brawling.
“But today, the sides in this fight are quite interesting… one side is all beautiful women, while the other side has only one person, a seven or eight-year-old girl.”
“Who knows if that little girl is real or just some old witch disguised as a child, pretending to be innocent!”
“Of course, even if it’s a highly gifted girl, it’s impossible to create such a commotion.”
Just as they were speculating, they felt a chill silently spreading and subconsciously shivered.
A woman in a white robe had appeared beside them, looking expressionless as she glanced at the restaurant sign.
After a moment, she took a step forward.
The crowded people below the restaurant parted to make way on both sides, eyes filled with awe, watching as the figure with an unfathomable aura walked through the restaurant’s entrance.
#Treatment of the Strong#
#In the crowded crowd, you are the Moses who parts the sea#
#All beings will make way for you—#
Seeing the white-clad woman’s figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, the cultivator hesitated and moved his lips.
“What’s up?” his acquaintance asked curiously. “Are you taken with her?”
“Don’t talk nonsense. There’s only Ai Ai in my heart!” The cultivator retorted loudly, his face flushing with embarrassment.
He paused, then whispered, “I just feel that the aura of this girl and the little girl inside seems to be connected…”
The connection of auras was true, but it was not between Zhu Yu and Jin Qingcha, but between Zhu Yu and her sword.
Zhu Yu ascended to the second floor.
At that moment, the place filled with tables, chairs, and food was like a frozen hell, everything frozen over, with a chill permeating the air.
Dozens of men and women lay on the ground, their bodies in contact with the floor turned into a snowy color, frozen without a gap.
No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t get up on their own.
Their eyes were fixed on Zhu Yu, filled with an undeniable fear.
Among the circle of people lying on the ground, a girl in a green dress sat at the table, swinging her legs and sipping juice.
“Qingcha.” Zhu Yu called out softly, stepping forward.
Jin Qingcha, who was happily sipping juice and paying no attention to her surroundings, stiffened and looked up pitifully. “Mother…”
Zhu Yu’s expression turned cold. “Come here.”
Jin Qingcha jumped off the chair and timidly crossed over a cultivator’s legs, walking to her mother’s side.
Oh, and she didn’t forget to take her juice with her.
“Provoking others is one thing, and it’s fine to fight with them, although Zhu Yue is not entirely reliable, she can still protect you,” Zhu Yu said calmly. “However, causing trouble in someone else’s business is inappropriate.”
Jin Qingcha lowered her head. “Mother, please don’t be angry, I know I was wrong.”
At that moment, Zhu Yue saw the host and flew towards her with great joy… But Zhu Yu spoke with a more serious tone, “If you don’t set limits for Qingcha, will she understand her boundaries?
“Turning this place into an ice wasteland, if I hadn’t come, you’d be waiting to be detained by the innkeeper.”
So, Zhu Yue also lowered her sword handle with a sulky expression.
Jin Qingcha thought for a moment, then ran to the inn’s attendant with her short legs, took out a storage bag, and tried to make amends.
“Three thousand spirit crystals to compensate for your losses today,” Jin Qingcha said seriously. “I’ve overstepped, I apologize.”
The attendant was very dedicated. When Zhu Yue turned the entire floor into a snowy land, he didn’t escape… Instead, he stood in place trembling, holding onto the account book.
He didn’t react, staring blankly at the little hand Jin Qingcha extended.
“Not enough?” Jin Qingcha tilted her head, feeling embarrassed. “Then add another two thousand spirit crystals…”
“No no no, it’s enough, it’s enough!” The attendant came to his senses, forcing out a stiff smile.
It seemed like there was even more.
Jin Qingcha nodded and turned to run towards Zhu Yu, her steps lighter than before.
The attendant watched the girl’s back, feeling complicated inside.
So, is this girl not an elder?
The reason they could create such a scene was all because of the spiritual sword her mother kept by her side…
But if she were just an ordinary girl, how could she eat so much? Their inn’s food all contains spiritual energy!
The attendant couldn’t understand, so he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
Anyway, those who pay with spirit crystals are important guests. It was a good thing if important guests eat more, why bother thinking so much?
On the other side, Zhu Yu waved her sleeve.
The ice and snow that had frozen the inn melted away, disappearing without a trace in just a couple of breaths.
She took Qingcha and was about to leave.
Except for a glance when she first arrived on the second floor, she didn’t even look at those cultivators lying on the ground.
Her cold silver eyes were calm as if they didn’t exist at all.
The petite cultivator gritted her teeth, only hoping that the mother and daughter pair would leave quickly.
Although the ice and snow that froze her to the floor had melted, she still lay there, afraid to move… Afraid that Zhu Yu would notice them.
Hatred brewed in the petite cultivator’s heart.
Why should that inferior cultivator—why should she become so strong? Isn’t it just because she got involved with the young master who polished the mirror?
She selectively ignored the fact that Zhu Yu was already a Void Sky Realm powerhouse before she met Yue Ge again.
Seeing that Zhu Yu didn’t intend to pay attention to them, the petite cultivator also felt a bit relieved: At that time, that inferior cultivator was like a wild beast, unable to understand the language of cultivators. Who knows, maybe she doesn’t even remember them now?
The other cultivators recognized Zhu Yu, and while most of them cursed their misfortune, they also harbored similar thoughts, praying not to be pursued.
Only two or three cultivators exchanged glances.
They already knew how excessive their actions had been in the past. The reason they still hung out with others was only because of the bond they had formed since childhood.
Seeing the victims of their past actions suddenly, they felt guilt and remorse… But they didn’t dare to say anything at that moment.
Zhu Yu’s right foot had already stepped onto the wooden steps.
She didn’t recognize us—
The cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.
“Ah Zhu, I’m out of seclusion.”
At that moment, a melodious voice full of smiles sounded.
A woman in a water-blue long dress stood by the window, waving towards them, her amber eyes curved with a smile.
Zhu Yu turned around, and the cold aura around her dissipated a lot at that moment.
She walked towards Yue Ge without hesitation.
The cultivators lying on the ground let out desperate sighs in their hearts.
Just as they saw the terrifying aura of Zhu Yu about to leave, why did the young master appear again?
That kind of emotional roller coaster was suffocating!
But since Zhu Yu didn’t remember, the young miss didn’t remember them either. It’s alright, it’s alright…
Under the fearful gaze of the cultivators, Zhu Yu and Yue Ge reunited.
“Days without seeing you, Ah Zhu has indeed become even more beautiful.” Yue Ge held her wife’s hand, speaking affectionately. “Originally, Ah Zhu was the most beautiful in the world, but now, looking at her again, it seems she has surpassed her record…”
Zhu Yu tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes gentle. “Sweet talker.”
The reunited lovers exchanged affectionate words while Yue Ge’s beads scattered from her wrist, forming a necklace around the hilt of Zhu Yue.
Soon they reconnected, dangling gracefully around the sword hilt.
Jin Qingcha remained on the wooden steps, glancing over before continuing to sip her juice expressionlessly.
Look at those sweet bubbles, exuding a sugary scent, deterring anyone from getting too close, as if there’s a feeling that getting closer would be too bright.
After a tender moment, Yue Ge turned her head, her gaze falling on the still-prostrated Asuras.
“Young… young miss…” one Asura woman timidly called out.
Other Asuras followed suit with sparse greetings.
They still didn’t dare to stand up.
A smile played on Yue Ge’s lips. “Oh, aren’t you all from the same clan? Why are you all lying on the ground, it’s not good to catch a cold.”
Jin Qingcha retreated.
At the sight of the smile, it was clear that Mother was angry…
The Asuras didn’t know that. The young miss’s caring words reignited their hope: the young miss didn’t remember what they had done in their childhood!
Feeling relieved, they began to stand up one by one.
One of them adjusted his clothes, malice flickering in his eyes as he blurted out, “It was the young mistress who asked us to wait…”
Before he could finish his sentence, thin but sharp golden threads appeared out of nowhere, binding them into a heap.
One Asura instinctively struggled, feeling a sharp pain, blood droplets rolling down.
Immediately, no one dared to move.
Yue Ge leisurely wrapped the end of the golden spirit net around her fingers.
She said with a smile, “If you catch a cold, your struggling will weaken, and it won’t be so fun to clean up.”
The sentence carried a dangerous signal, making the Asuras panic:
“Young Miss, what do you mean by this?”
“I am the only son of the Kang family! If you lay hands on me for no reason, my father will not let it go!”
“We are of the same clan, Young Miss—”
“Shut up.”
Yue Ge’s face turned cold.
For a moment, silence reigned.
But in the blink of an eye, Yue Ge turned to Zhu Yu with a soft smile. “They are all here, not one missing.”
She paused and continued, “Thanks to you, Ah Zhu, for not caring about these guys, treating them as if they were air.”
Having merged consciousness with Ah Zhu so many times, she knew, according to Ah Zhu’s thoughts… The Asuras who had once mocked her in childhood were nothing at all.
If one were to investigate closely, they were not even worth as much attention as the demons she had fought in the past.
“But, I can’t help but care.”
Yue Ge’s tone turned cold. “Just thinking about what you guys have done, and treating it as mere childhood ignorance and youthful recklessness, makes me very—very uncomfortable.”
“Anyone should pay the price for their mistakes. Even children are not exempt because you know what you’re doing!”
Before the words could settle, Yue Ge tightened the golden spirit net, revealing a brilliant smile. “Come, let’s settle the score.”
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