My Wife Is The Final Boss

"Don't say I'm from the Hehuan Sect... I have nothing to do with that broken place anymore."

In the rain, the voices of the ladies drifted lightly into Gu Qiancheng's ears, the "Little Princess of the Hehuan Sect." She couldn't help but knit her brows.

Broken place.

She listened... how strange it sounded.

But there wasn't anything she could do about it. Not speaking of others, she inheriting the Hehuan Bell as the future Sect Leader of the Hehuan Sect... wasn't she always staying at Muyu Peak?

According to her Second Lady's words, she, the future Sect Leader, was the first to betray her own, so naturally she had no face to speak of others.

Thinking of that, under the tree, Gu Qiancheng looked at Yun Qian in the pavilion, her heart racing.

Her mother would be the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Ms. Yun is so beautiful, hehe..."

Gu Qiancheng couldn't suppress the smile on her lips. She had the innocent and longing eyes of a little girl, making Liu Qingluo beside her shiver and take a few steps away in the opposite direction.

She felt that Gu Qiancheng was right; the strange people on Muyu Peak were truly numerous.

As she walked on Muyu Peak, she met some women, some of whom looked at her as though they wanted to consume her.

That kind of gaze was something Liu Qingluo, born in a brothel, was most familiar with.

She had seen many sisters who lived for such meals. They, being such women, didn't trust men and needed to relieve their loneliness, and sisters were the best, indeed the only, choice.

Therefore, she believed Gu Qiancheng's words, thinking that Muyu Peak was not very safe, and thus she peeked at Yun Qian from here.

As long as she didn't approach Yun Qian, it was fine.

Where was Young Master Xu... Why hadn't she seen Young Master Xu, how could he leave Ms. Yun here alone?

Not seeing the person she wanted to see, Liu Qingluo was a bit disappointed, but soon, her attention shifted to Yun Qian in the distance.

Liu Qingluo was constantly being refined by the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, infused with Spiritual Power, and although she still couldn't use her full strength, her vision far surpassed that of ordinary people, allowing her to see details in the distance clearly.

After a long while, Liu Qingluo concealed the envy in her eyes.

Had this Ms. Yun always been this beautiful?

At a glance, Yun Qian's black cinched waist complemented her slender waist, her white fitted robe sleeves and long hair flowing down made her appear tall and slender, her eyes elongated, unadorned, yet it didn't detract from her delicacy.

In the overcast sky, the light from distant colorful boats spread across Yun Qian's face, highlighting her facial contours, her complexion gleaming like jade.

Yun Qian clearly hadn't done anything, just quietly sitting there, yet she exuded a striking allure.

Liu Qingluo subconsciously touched her own face, murmuring, "If she were to apply makeup... I wonder... what it would feel like to apply makeup on such a face."

At this moment, she clearly noticed Yun Qian's feminine beauty, unmarred by any emotions.

Liu Qingluo did not realize that after she expressed her desire to apply makeup on Yun Qian, the Spiritual Power surrounding her stiffened a bit.

However, she soon broke free from it.

Yun Qian was a clean person, different from her, and things like applying makeup, she had said not to approach, so she shouldn't dream of it.

Liu Qingluo found it very strange. She hadn't been without seeing Yun Qian before; they both were in Beisang City, occasionally catching a glimpse, and at that time, Yun Qian... was cold like a block of ice, only making her feel noble, unreachable.

Now, she saw Yun Qian pondering quietly, leaning on a railing, with her slightly furrowed brows, and suddenly fell into Yun Qian's charm.

The flowing water under the pavilion seemed to be trampled by Miss Yun.

Treading on a river of smoke and rain, the fairy leans against the railing.

...

Liu Qingluo took a deep breath, able to notice many people around were watching Yun Qian.

Where had Young Master Xu gone, why wasn't he back yet?

Liu Qingluo didn't understand the Immortal Sect, but Zhu Pingniang had told her about some of the cruelty in the Immortal Sect and Xu Chang'an's not-so-high talent and status, so she was a bit worried... worried that Yun Qian would encounter danger.

After all, being beautiful, whether a blessing or a curse, depended on whether the environment was stable.

The Cultivation Realm was naturally unstable.

Yun Qian ought to have worn her veil properly and shouldn't have taken it off... but such words were not her place to say.

She could only sigh, looking toward the little girl beside her with an open mouth, staring straight at Yun Qian.

Another light sigh.

She knew that Gu Qiancheng's status was extraordinary, but expecting such a person to protect others... better forget it.

"Gu, is my talent very good?" Liu Qingluo couldn't help but ask.

"Sister's talent? I don't dare say, but it must be excellent." Despite desperately wanting to fly over to Yun Qian, Gu Qiancheng still took a moment to respond to Liu Qingluo: "I know I'm no match for the bad people of the Profound Mirror Bureau... so, someday, I'll have to rely on Sister to teach him a lesson for me."

What Profound Sword Bureau once-in-a-millennium genius? Can he compare to her Sister Liu relying on the Three-Line Breathing Technique and opening source in one day, the Immortal Talent?

"I hope so." Liu Qingluo gently bit her lip, thinking that she still had to be someone useful.

Protecting others not to mention.

At least, to maintain her purity first in this "den of wolves and tigers" of Muyu Peak.

After all, she got through life in the brothel, but entering the Immortal Sect, it would truly be a place where she could weep with no where to cry.

At this moment, the women of Muyu Peak did not know, their behavior of surrounding Yun Qian inside and outside, coupled with some women's burning gazes, left Liu Qingluo with a fierce impression.

Despite some of them visiting Liu Qingluo's room at night to confirm her Immortal Talent, a bad impression had been left.

Even Gu Qiancheng found it strange, not to mention others?

Liu Qingluo crossed her hands over her stomach, cautiously watching her surroundings.

Young Master Xu was cultivating in such an environment... indeed with such a nature, it was like he was unstained despite being in the mud.

"Sister, I have a question for you." Gu Qiancheng cupped her face, the bell at her waist jingling, turned to Liu Qingluo.

"What is it?" Liu Qingluo asked.

"If a girl like me suddenly hugged you and called you mother... that would be strange, right?" Gu asked softly.

Liu Qingluo: "..."

She was stunned for a while, before slowly nodding.

Of course it was strange, and very disrespectful, where in the world was there an unmarried girl called mother without any reaction?

"You said it." Gu Qiancheng continued looking at Yun Qian, murmuring: "Now is not the mature time, Sister doesn't even have much impression of me, so let's get familiar and then talk... hmm, at the Sword Testing Spring, I must work hard to make Sister remember me."

Liu Qingluo listened to Gu Qiancheng's words, feeling like saying, calling someone mother isn't solved by simply getting familiar.

But she didn't speak, instead thoughtfully bowing her head.

She understood a little about Gu Qiancheng's thoughts.

She looked towards Yun Qian.

This Ms. Yun, appearing no older than twenty-four or five, had her share of charm, yet the gentleness and warmth of a mother was scarcely seen in her, how would Gu Qiancheng think of calling her mother?

How strange, but the Immortal Sect had many strange people, she ought to get used to it as soon as possible.

There was one more thing, Gu Qiancheng's words led her thoughts to a random point.

According to her knowledge, Xu Chang'an and Yun Qian had been committed to each other for many years, they were just a normal couple, in the mortal world, girls of Yun Qian's age often had children over ten years old.

But Yun Qian hadn't made a move.

Did she not want children?

Well, Young Master Xu was part of the Immortal Sect, perhaps not planned for now.

Liu Qingluo chided herself.

She was thinking such rude thoughts.

Liu Qingluo shook her head, raised it... suddenly froze.

In the distance, Yun Qian's hand was upon her stomach, not knowing what she was thinking.

But something even more shocking was yet to come for Liu Qingluo.

Yun Qian looked over, her gaze landing on her face.

"...!!!"

Liu Qingluo, though distant from Yun Qian, standing beneath a tree now, she clearly felt the other's gaze upon her, from her face sliding down to her stomach.

Ms. Yun... was watching her.

"Ms. Yun, Ms. Yun looked at me!" Gu Qiancheng jumped excitedly.

Liu Qingluo trembled twice at the words.

She saw Yun Qian pick up a rain umbrella from the pavilion.