I just don’t know how to go about obtaining the full True Interpretation of Spiritmist from Su Yi. Qing Jin fell silent for a while, then sighed in her heart, feeling a bit despondent. 

“Martial Aunt Qing Jin, what did Su Yi say?” Zhou Zhili walked over, accompanied by Zhang Duo and three other attendants.

“In his heart, he’s definitely unhappy about it.” Qing Jin gently pursed her red lips, and her bright, knife-sharp eyes were calm as the surface of a lake.

The sect behind her was strong enough to influence the politics of the entire Great Zhou dynasty, and many of her seniors in the sect doted on her.

She was confident that even without borrowing Su Yi’s power, she could carve out a place for herself along the path of the Martial Dao!

“After we finish this operation, we can find a chance to seek Su Yi out. No matter what, I have to help you try and get your hands on the full text,” said Zhou Zhili solemnly.

“He might look young, but he’s enormously proud. I refused to agree to his conditions, so I’m afraid he now carries a grudge. If you go ask him for help, you’ll leave empty-handed. Worse, you’ll only make him look down on you.” Qing Jin stretched her slender, flexible waist, looking languid. “But then, we both owe him a favor. If he...