127: It is difficult to comment on Jiang Yu's bad taste

Arriving at a mortal city in the Eastern Region.

Jiang Yu, concealing her aura, sat leisurely in a lakeside pavilion, feeding fish, just like a mortal.

Every movement exuded elegance and nobility; her face was exquisitely beautiful, her temperament extraordinary, as if a peerless goddess had accidentally fallen into the mortal world.

“The annoying one is here again.”

Jiang Yu suddenly frowned, put away the fish food, and picked up a pastry for herself.

She had already sensed Zhi Meng’s aura.

Divine Fire Realm, first stage.

She couldn't wait to find her even before her realm was stable.

It was obvious she was coming to show off.

It’s just… Jiang Yu’s gentle eyes were filled with a mischievous smile.

Little Zhi Meng, she would never surpass her in this life.

“Junior Sister is so refined. A dignified Saint, actually living out her retirement in a mortal city. This state of mind, Senior Sister admires it!”

Zhi Meng’s voice arrived before she did, full of sarcasm, especially emphasizing the word 'retirement', causing a slight crack in Jiang Yu’s otherwise composed expression.

No woman could tolerate being called old, especially since she wasn't old.

Hahaha… Zhi Meng was satisfied.

She hated Jiang Yu’s affected and hypocritical demeanor, always wanting both sides.

Everyone was a seeker of the Dao among the myriad beings, striving for eternal life and freedom, resorting to any means, contending with heaven and earth for fate, and with others for opportunities.

Why was she a cruel and ruthless demoness, while Jiang Yu was a peerless goddess, serene as a chrysanthemum, neither fighting nor snatching?

She refused to accept it.

Thinking this, Zhi Meng plopped down opposite her, looked at her, and a smile curved her red lips.

She picked up a pastry, took a bite, and then spat it out.

“Ptooey, truly disgusting.”

“It’s not me criticizing you, Junior Sister, but your peculiar habit is really too unique, isn't it? Refusing immortal delicacies and nectar, yet insisting on eating pig slop…” She continued her verbal assault, saying the most unpleasant things, a sweet smile still gracing her face.

But that smile, no matter how one looked at it, was malicious.

Not at all like a goddess.

Gu Qing stood silently behind her, his face unmoving, steady as an old ox.

He would just quietly watch his Master courting death.

But to be fair.

He truly hadn't expected that the usually aloof and indifferent Zhi Meng, transcendent as a deity plucking the moon from the nine heavens.

Would have such a venomous tongue in front of Jiang Yu.

“Is that so?”

Jiang Yu looked up, then said lightly, “It’s normal for Senior Sister to have a poor appetite at her age.”

That brief sentence broke Zhi Meng’s composure.

She was old?

Poor appetite?

Was Jiang Yu treating her like an eighty-year-old crone?

Zhi Meng took a deep breath.

Calm down, don’t get angry, don’t get angry, otherwise she would lose.

She silently repeated 'calm down' several times, the smile in her eyes not reaching them: “Junior Sister, you’re truly muddled with age. Have you forgotten that I’m even younger than you?”

“Senior Sister, your words are mistaken. We possess infinite lifespans, so age is meaningless. And you, Senior Sister, though your face hasn’t aged, your heart is in its twilight years…” Jiang Yu refused to be outdone, pointing and gesturing at her.

Gu Qing blinked.

He had originally thought that the reunion of two sworn enemies who had contended for thousands of years would be an epic battle, or perhaps an earth-shattering scheme.

A fight to the death.

But he never expected.

Two peerless goddesses who dominated an era would utter such meaningless words. Was there any point?

He didn't understand, but his heart was greatly shaken.

The tall and mighty image of Zhi Meng and Jiang Yu in his mind was slowly crumbling.

“Junior Sister, you are still as hypocritical as ever. Beneath that dignified and noble exterior, hides the face of a petty commoner.”

Zhi Meng sneered, her expression cold. She had had enough of Jiang Yu, this little chrysanthemum who neither fought nor snatched, and directly tore off all pretense.

Looking at her, she had an impulse to press her into the mud at the bottom of the lake.

“Senior Sister, you haven’t changed either. You’re still like a venomous shrew from the marketplace.”

After scolding her, Jiang Yu felt a wave of discomfort.

Zhi Meng felt the same.

After half a day of poking at each other’s sore spots, she hadn't lost, but she hadn't won either.

This was very frustrating.

So, the two of them, by unspoken agreement, ceased hostilities and moved on to the next round.

Zhi Meng revealed a trace of her aura, then, annoyed, she clutched her forehead and sighed, “Oh, I originally wanted to accumulate for a while longer, but who knew my talent was too good? I couldn’t suppress it and accidentally broke through, transforming into an innate foundation.”

Jiang Yu’s beautiful eyes narrowed, and she likewise revealed a trace of her Divine Fire Realm aura, smiling, “What a coincidence, I also broke through to the Divine Fire Realm, and I also accidentally transformed into an innate foundation.”

Hearing this, Zhi Meng couldn’t maintain her composure. Her clear, cold eyes stared fixedly at Jiang Yu.

It was indeed the Divine Fire Realm aura.

And it was even at the peak of the first stage.

More crucially, Jiang Yu had also reverted to innate.

One must know that in the Divine Fire Realm, one undergoes a transformation, evolving into a god and stepping into the divine path domain.

Gods are also divided into innate and acquired.

And false gods.

Qin Cui Xiao was a false god who broke through with external help, and his future achievements were ultimately limited.

Acquired gods, on the other hand, awakened their innate laws but lacked innate immortal divinity.

Innate gods were comparable to the innate gods naturally nurtured at the beginning of heaven and earth, controlling innate laws.

There was a fundamental difference between the three.

She had painstakingly, after enduring hardships, even obtaining Gu Qing’s method of rebirth through fire, to transform into an innate foundation.

What did Jiang Yu have?

With Jiang Yu’s indifferent demeanor, neither fighting nor snatching, why did she also transform into an innate foundation?

She refused to accept it.

“Damn it…”

Zhi Meng completely lost her composure, her exquisitely beautiful divine face showing a trace of distortion.

She had desperately suppressed her realm, wanting to completely distance herself from Jiang Yu.

She had thought that after breaking through, she and Jiang Yu would be beings of different life domains, no longer in the same world.

The struggle that had lasted for thousands of years would end with her victory.

However, she never expected that Jiang Yu would also follow closely behind… No, it should be said that Jiang Yu broke through even earlier than her.

This was something she absolutely could not accept.

“Senior Sister, what’s wrong? Did the pastry choke you? Senior Sister, you really shouldn’t eat if you have a poor appetite.”

Jiang Yu’s tone was reproachful, yet her eyes were full of the victor’s smile.

Hmph, little Zhi Meng, she would never surpass her in this life.

Gu Qing looked left and right, and a preposterous thought popped into his mind.

Jiang Yu wouldn’t have deliberately concealed her cultivation just to humiliate Zhi Meng, would she?

No, that shouldn’t be possible.

Someone as dignified and proper as Jiang Yu shouldn’t do such a wicked thing.

However, looking at the cunningly smiling Jiang Yu, Gu Qing’s heart began to waver.

Not sure, let’s wait and see!

“Hmph.”

Zhi Meng snorted, her face grim.

This round was another draw.

It seemed the war between her and Jiang Yu would continue.

Good, very good.

She would definitely win the next round.

Zhi Meng sat down, thought for a moment, then took out a jade bottle and said with a smile, “My disciple’s talent is unparalleled, one in a million, and his filial piety is pure. This bottle of Xuan Huang Mother Qi is his tribute to me.”

Jiang Yu: “…”

She remained silent.

Because she truly didn't have a single disciple she could present.

Looking at the smug Zhi Meng, Jiang Yu felt extremely unwilling.

She had never lost.

And she couldn’t lose to Zhi Meng.

Jiang Yu pondered for a moment, then took out a dragon pearl, exuding a divine aura.

“Senior Sister, this is what Ruyan gave me, a Profound God Realm dragon pearl. You haven’t seen one, have you?”

“Profound… Profound God…”

Zhi Meng’s beautiful eyes widened, her voice trembling.

“Yes, I also didn’t expect Ruyan to be so filial,” Jiang Yu responded with a smile, then clutched her forehead, sighing helplessly.

“Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell Senior Sister, above the Divine Fire Realm is the Heavenly God Realm, and after that are the Profound God, Divine King (Immortal King), and Divine Emperor (Immortal Emperor).”

Zhi Meng took a deep breath, glared at Jiang Yu with resentment, and gnashed her teeth in secret.

Although she wasn’t sure how strong a Profound God was, just a wisp of its aura made her soul tremble, as if facing an unknown great terror.

Compared to her Xuan Huang Mother Qi, it shouldn’t be much worse… right!?

So, this round, again, was a draw?!

The more Zhi Meng thought, the angrier she became.

That hateful Jiang Yu, she truly deserved to die.

She was clearly on the verge of victory, yet it was another, another, another draw.

When would she ever win against Jiang Yu?

Zhi Meng’s expression was as dark as water; she had no mood to stay any longer.

She reached out to grasp the jade bottle, but her hand passed through empty air.

Zhi Meng looked intently, only to see the jade bottle like an illusion, vanishing in an instant.

“Who is it?”

Zhi Meng’s expression changed dramatically. Her divine domain unfolded, she conjured the chaos cauldron, and held the Chaos Sky Blade.

Ignoring the stolen Xuan Huang Mother Qi, Zhi Meng’s divine sense swept across heaven and earth.

Anyone who could silently take the jade bottle right under her nose was definitely not in the Divine Fire Realm.

Not even an ordinary Heavenly God Realm expert.

Such a terrifying existence could perhaps kill her with a flick of a finger.

At this thought, Zhi Meng’s scalp tingled, and an unprecedented fear surged in her heart.

But on the surface, she tried to maintain her composure, speaking in a humble tone.

“Senior, since you fancy this junior’s Xuan Huang Mother Qi, please take it. Consider it a small token of this junior’s respect.”

She retracted her divine sense, because sweeping with divine sense was also a form of provocation.

Zhi Meng appeared relaxed on the surface, but her heart was on high alert. She grabbed Gu Qing, ready to immediately detonate her divine artifact and escape with Gu Qing if anything went wrong.

As for Jiang Yu… Zhi Meng glanced at her subtly: “Sorry, Junior Sister, it’s better for a fellow Daoist to die than for me to die. You stay behind and cover my retreat.”

Thinking this, Zhi Meng remained vigilant in all directions, tightening her grip on Gu Qing’s hand, poised for action.

Having been through countless battles and seen much, she exchanged a few polite words with a smile. Seeing no response, Zhi Meng pulled Gu Qing, retreating step by step.

Only after moving billions of miles away, leaving the Eastern Region, did Zhi Meng finally breathe a sigh of relief.

However, being cautious, she still didn't relax her guard.

On the surface, she chatted and laughed with Gu Qing, but in reality, she was constantly on guard, her Chaos Sky Blade ready to strike within her body.

Zhi Meng’s eyes gleamed with coldness, and she thought, “This sneaky rat, strong as he is, engaging in theft probably means he’s severely injured and dying. If I ambush him, I might be able to counter-kill him.”

“No matter how cunning you are, you’ll still have to drink my bathwater.”

Gu Qing: … He didn't even need to ask to be sure that the so-called senior didn't exist at all; it was Jiang Yu who did it.

Jiang Yu was the reincarnated body of the omnipotent Purple Lotus Dao Venerable; it wouldn’t be strange for her to awaken any heaven-defying divine ability.

Taking the Xuan Huang Mother Qi right under Zhi Meng’s nose was simply too easy.

It’s just… A dignified Purple Lotus Dao Venerable certainly wouldn’t care for Xuan Huang Mother Qi, so why resort to theft?

Was it fun to tease Zhi Meng?

Jiang Yu’s mischievous streak was truly hard to comment on.

Gu Qing hesitated repeatedly, but still didn’t tell Zhi Meng what had happened.

Sometimes, seeing through things but not speaking of them, living in a state of confusion, wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

“Senior Sister, you still haven’t changed at all. You’re still as cold and selfish.”

Jiang Yu tossed the jade bottle in her hand, her eyes filled with a smile.

“Let you show off. This bottle of Xuan Huang Mother Qi will be your welcome gift to my disciple.”

With that, Jiang Yu chased after her.

For no other reason, but Zhi Meng’s embarrassed and humble appearance just now; she absolutely had to catch up and offer a few words of comfort.