Chapter 123: Xu Mengdie’s System and a Visitor

Chu Huaizhou paused for a few seconds. To avoid being caught, he pretended nothing was wrong and said:

“Mm, I… of course I know about all these features Qingqiu set up.”

“So, how is my great disciple treating me, huh? Ha… haha.”

In his heart, he sighed—no wonder Xia Baiqian and Bai Li always made him move the necklace away whenever they got close.

‘Is this the intuition of the Mahayana stage? Truly terrifying.’

He couldn’t even imagine the despair waiting for him if Qingqiu found out about all those times they got close.

Now that he knew, he’d have to be more careful. Wouldn’t want to accidentally trigger a bad end.

‘Thanks, little sis. You’re truly my good little sis.’

Chu Huaizhou kept patting her head for a while longer before Xu Mengdie finally raised her hand to push him away, her tone still tough.

“Alright, big bro, hurry up and go. If you stay any longer, Baiqian and Bai Li will start complaining that I’m deliberately keeping you here.”

“Fine, then I’m really leaving.”

Chu Huaizhou figured he had comforted her enough, so he turned and left. Just as his hand touched the door bolt,

Xu Mengdie suddenly got off the bed, ran over, and hugged him from behind.

“Big bro…”

“Hm? What’s wrong, little sis? Can’t bear to see me go?”

“Mm… Don’t turn around.”

‘Ah, if only you had been like this from the start. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your onii-chan, so you must miss me dearly.’

Chu Huaizhou understood the feeling. The two of them had traveled through time together, so their connection was naturally closer than with others.

“See you next time, or maybe I’ll come find you on my own when I break through to the Tribulation stage.”

“Huh? Yeah, sure. Have you found a way to break through to Tribulation stage, little sis?”

Xu Mengdie watched Chu Huaizhou leave, then returned to her bed and collapsed onto it.

She suddenly felt like an empty-nester.

As for the breakthrough to the Tribulation stage she mentioned, she didn’t explain it clearly to Chu Huaizhou.

Because she wasn’t entirely sure either.

As everyone knew, time travelers always get a choice of three essential kits: the ring old man, the system, or foreknowledge.

Chu Huaizhou had a system, and so did Xu Mengdie.

Hers was called the Myriad Realms Creation System.

It wasn’t as strong as Chu Huaizhou’s refund system in the early and mid stages, but its late-game power was extremely high!

As the name implied, she could toss various products from ‘the World’ into it to gain energy.

With that energy, she could unlock and create things from various worlds.

However, many of the things she created weren’t even powered by spiritual energy, so using them rashly could attract unwanted attention.

That’s why she only used them in desperate situations before.

Now it was similar. She had terrifying items like the Lance of Longinus, the Jade Butterfly of Creation, the Sword Formation of Immortal Slaying, and the Orbital Rail Cannon.

But with her late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation at the peak, she had barely used them.

In fact, the spiritual armor that Qingshuang had used before was something she had deconstructed and reconstructed from creations of other worlds,

making it usable and understandable in this world.

There were many things like that, which she had produced and promoted.

Now, after hundreds of years of effort, the system’s creation energy was still a little short of unlocking the final stage.

Xu Mengdie suspected that once she reached the complete form, she might also break through to the Tribulation stage like her brother.

With absolute power, she could freely take out those old things and they wouldn’t dare to stop her, right?

Thinking this, she gathered her motivation, ready to continue making some magical tools to feed the system.

But suddenly, Xu Mengdie sensed someone outside the aerial pavilion requesting to enter.

‘What’s going on? Who would come to see me at this hour?’

‘Could it be my brother? He just left—did he forget something and come back?’

Xu Mengdie peered through the pavilion and saw Qingxia Xianzi bringing a nervous-looking Cheng Qingshuang over.

‘Ah, Cheng Qingshuang, that kid. Isn’t she usually full of youthful energy?’

‘She’s like an angel radiating pure light, making it hard for this former gloomy otaku to open her eyes.’

‘Could it be that I’ve been too aggressive in snatching resources, plucking the opportunities that should have been hers ahead of time?’

‘Has she run into big trouble? No… it can’t be.’

Xu Mengdie, having done some bad things, felt a sudden pang of guilt.

‘Wait, didn’t my brother also go to the Nether Sect? Did he save her?’

Xu Mengdie flashed to the door and smoothed her wide Daoist robe.

She composed herself into a dignified, gentle, and magnanimous appearance, but her eyes were like Leng Qingqiu’s—cold and aloof, looking down on all living beings.

If Chu Huaizhou were here, seeing Xu Mengdie looking like some corporate queen, he would definitely be shocked.

He’d cry out, “Head of the punk gang, where’s my little sis? Where did she go?”

After all, she was the sect leader of the Myriad Methods Immortal Sect, one of the seven major immortal sects vying for dominance, recognized as second only to that one person.

So she couldn’t be too sloppy.

Only when meeting her master or acquaintances would she act willfully.

Qingxia Xianzi, at the early Nascent Soul stage, and Cheng Qingshuang, at the mid Golden Core stage, performed the salute of the Myriad Methods Immortal Sect.

Qingxia Xianzi’s face showed a hint of embarrassment as she spoke: “Sect Leader, this child Qingshuang… says she has a matter on her mind and wishes to report it personally to you.”

“She also said it was inconvenient to tell me first, so I had to trouble your cultivation peace. I hope you can forgive me.”

Xu Mengdie: “Oh? Qingshuang, this child has a pure bone structure and a tenacious heart. I’ve always thought highly of her.”

“What matter requires telling me personally? Speak freely.”

Cheng Qingshuang bowed her head, fidgeting with her fingers, her cheeks flushed.

“It’s… your disciple has thought it over carefully and feels that this matter… should be reported to you first to be proper.”

“This time, I beg you to withdraw your order and choose another capable person to lead the Holy Bloom Secret Realm expedition!”

Xu Mengdie: “Oh? Why is that? Too much pressure? It’s okay, Qingshuang.”

“I said that after returning from the Holy Bloom Secret Realm, I would take you as my disciple. That doesn’t mean you have to win first place in the secret realm. Rest assured.”

Cheng Qingshuang shook her head, twirling her long black hair around her index finger, shyly saying: “No… I’m very grateful for your recognition, but in the Nether Sect, I was fortunate to have the help of Ye Feng from the Heavenly Origin Sword Sect.”

The last thing she saw was Chu Huaizhou using his Nascent Soul strength, boosted by Bai Li’s buff, to brutally beat the Green-Eyed Patriarch.

She didn’t see what happened after—Bai Li attacked, Chu Huaizhou stopped pretending to be Ye Feng and displayed his Tribulation stage strength.

When she woke up again, she was already back in her own sect.

Then her master, who handled external intelligence, told her that the Nether Sect had been beaten half to death by Sword Immortal Chu.

Many righteous cultivators were now attacking it, and it seemed that one of the ancient sects might disappear soon.

Sword Immortal Chu was truly terrifying—a being outside the norm.

Cheng Qingshuang’s mouth formed an O shape. She thought that something else must have happened later to protect her,

that Ye Feng had used something precious to summon her master directly. Her gratitude became even harder to express.

“He saved me many times from danger, so I have decided to help him obtain treasures in the Holy Bloom Secret Realm… I hope you will approve.”

Qingxia Xianzi’s beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief, as if she had seen something incomprehensible.

‘My own disciple, wasn’t she just like me, thinking that romantic affairs were obstacles on the path of cultivation?’

‘Now it seems her heart has blossomed.’

Xu Mengdie didn’t care much about this. She had been to the Holy Bloom Secret Realm before.

The things inside were indeed good, many of them top-grade items unavailable outside.

But as a cultivator with the broadest range of knowledge, she could find equivalents.

Whether she went to the Holy Bloom Secret Realm or not didn’t matter.

So she nodded in agreement.

“Mm, Qingshuang, your idea is good. As cultivators, we should repay grievances with grievances and kindness with kindness.”

“Since you’ve decided, go ahead and do it.”

Xu Mengdie waved her hand, signaling that the matter was settled. She didn’t pay attention to Qingxia Xianzi, who stood frozen as if turned to stone.

She turned and walked toward her bedroom, but halfway there, she suddenly realized something.

‘Hey? From what Bai Li said about the Nether Sect experience, wasn’t Ye Feng not even there?’

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