Chapter 71: The Phoenix Turns into a Crow

  "Zi Die!" Ling Luo Yu called out softly, although she had a thousand words to say to Zi Die, but didn't know how to start.

  Step by step, the distance between the two people slowly narrowed.

  "Isn't that Ling Luo, the abandoned son of the Zong family? What's his relationship with Miss Zi Die?"

  "You don't know this, but Ling Luoyu and I, Zitian Niangzi, entered the Xuanming Cultivation Realm together from the mortal world, so we must be familiar with each other!"

  "Even if he knew, what's the use? He's a useless person, how can he be worthy of our Zi Die?"

  Stunned, they watched as Qin Zixue slowly walked towards Ling Luoyu step by step. The group of purple-robed core disciples surrounding Qin Zixue began to discuss and speculate among themselves.

  Ignoring the nonsense of the crowd, Purple Butterfly walked to Ling Luoyu's side and said softly: "Luoyu, I have something to discuss with you, would you like to come with me?"

  Looking around at the many fellow disciples, Ling Luoyu thought to herself: "Zi Die is a young lady, with so many people watching, there's definitely no way she can speak her mind freely."

  Ling Luoyu smiled lightly and nodded her head at this thought.

  Not far from the Grand Temple, under the mountain peaks, stood a series of exquisite and compact courtyards, which were the guest rooms specially prepared for receiving guests within the Xuanxiao Sect.

  The purple butterfly temporarily lived here, because of her special identity, there was a separate small villa for her to stay.

  Closely following the purple butterfly, Ling Luo Yu walked into this separate courtyard. Although she had been in the Xuan Xiao Sect for several months, it was still her first time coming to this separate courtyard, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

  A small courtyard, with many rare flowers and grasses planted in the middle. It's just the time when spring and summer are changing, all kinds of colorful fresh flowers are blooming, the breeze blows, and a refreshing fragrance comes over, making people feel refreshed and invigorated.

  In the deepest part of the temple, near the mountain wall, several exquisite temples stood quietly there, everything seemed so harmonious and natural.

  In the middle of the courtyard, several stone tables and chairs were placed, obviously for the owner of this yard to entertain guests. Ling Luo Yu thought that Zi Die would stop at those stone tables and chairs, but unexpectedly, Zi Die didn't have any intention of stopping and walked straight into the pavilion.

  As she walked up to the entrance of the pavilion, Zixia gently pushed open the large door and nodded slightly at Ling Luoyu before walking in first.

  Ling Luo didn't hesitate and followed Zi Die into the room.

  She gently closed the door of the pavilion, walked a few steps forward, casually found a chair and sat down, but she didn't say a word, her eyebrows were tightly locked, as if considering some difficult problem.

  Pink walls, pink beds, even the pillows and quilts are all in a uniform pink color, everything looks so warm and harmonious.

  In the air, a faint scent wafted, and Ling Luoyu was no stranger to this scent. This was Qin Zixie's unique body fragrance, which clearly indicated that Zixie's temporary boudoir was nearby.

  "Zi Die said she had something to ask me, but brought me to her boudoir instead. Could it be that she wants..." Ling Luo Yu's cheeks involuntarily flushed slightly red.

  "Although we are all children of the rivers and lakes, and don't need to be particular about trifles, is this really suitable? Although I and Zitian can be said to be in perfect harmony, it's still not right! What if she really wants to do so, what should I do then?" Thinking about what might happen next, Ling Luoye's face became increasingly flushed, her breathing also becoming somewhat urgent.

  Looking at Ling Luoyu who seemed a bit restless, Qin Zitian appeared to have already made up her mind.

  "Luò Yǔ!" Qin Zǐ Dié slowly stood up from the chair, her silver teeth biting down slightly as she called out to Ling Luò Yǔ.

  At this moment, Ling Luo Yu was still immersed in that wonderful fantasy, and didn't know what Qin Zi Die said, just casually responded with a sound.

  "Ling Luo Yu! Are you even listening to me?!" Zi Die furrowed her brow, her tone changing.

  Ling Luo's eyes widened in surprise as she suddenly woke up and awkwardly looked at Zi Die.

  She glanced at Ling Luoyu and said, "In the Xieyuan Mountain Villa, we met each other. I, who was proud and aloof, met you, who were also proud and aloof. At that time, I really felt like I had found a kindred spirit. But look at you now, are you still the same Ling Luoyu as before?"

  Feeling the indifference in Zi Die's words, Ling Luo stood there like a withered tree, without saying a word.

  Qin Zitian's face twisted into a mournful smile, and she said: "When we left the Tongxian Mausoleum and entered this Xuanming Cultivation Realm, when those cultivators treated us like goods to be picked up and put down at will, I made a vow to myself. Since Qin Zitian has entered this Xuanming Cultivation Realm, I must stand at the very top of it, and make all those who looked down on us back then look up to me!"

  After a pause, Qin Zitian said: "I know that to reach that step, I can only constantly strengthen my own strength, no matter what the cost. In these few months, I've almost spent all my time on cultivation, except for cultivating, the only thing I do is think of ways to make Qingyun that old witch happy. Did I get where I am today easily? But what about you, Luo Yu? Take a look at yourself!"

  In just a few short months, how has Zi Die changed so much! Is power and status really that important? Ling Luo felt a pang of heartache, wave after wave of sorrow!

  Gently shaking her head, Ling Luo Yu said with a choked voice: "Zi Die, in your heart, are power and authority really that important? Is there nothing else worth pursuing besides these two things? Do you still remember that poem 'Phoenix Seeking Phoenix'?"

  "Feng seeks Huang? What a pity that Huang thought he had met Feng, but who knew it was just a crow in the end! Luoyu, let's break up! We're not suitable!" Qin Zitian gritted her teeth and said lightly.

  Although Ling Luoyu had long known that with his current situation, the gap between him and Qin Zitian was indeed very large, to the point where he had already made up his mind to take one last look at Zitian and then never see her again. However, when he heard these words come from Zitian's mouth, he still felt a pang of heartache, even though the current Qin Zitian was already vastly different from the Qin Zitian in his heart.

  "Well, then it's over!" Simple words, yet so heavy. Ling Luo turned around, opened the door and walked out of the room step by step.

  Taking advantage of that moment when she turned around, Ling Luoye secretly wiped away the uncontrollable tears welling up in her eyes.

  "A man has tears, but doesn't shed them easily! Only a coward would cry at the slightest thing. Ling Luo Yu, pull yourself together! You're absolutely not a coward!" Although Ling Luo Yu kept giving himself pep talks, the tears in his eyes continued to well up and roll down.

  PS: This chapter is a bit gloomy, Doujiao wanted to add some light-hearted elements, but after writing it out, it still feels quite gloomy. After considering for half a day, Doujiao finally decided to upload it anyway. Sigh, maybe the collection will drop again...