Ink Painting, trying to recall her name, thought it was… Hua Likuyu?

Ink Painting looked at her again and saw that this woman was indeed beautiful and exquisite, like a flower and jade, but her makeup was too heavy, and her powder was applied quite thickly. There was also a hint of frivolous and rippling energy in her eyes and eyebrows.

At this moment, her gaze was sharp, looking at Ink Painting with a trace of caution.

“What are you all doing here?” Hua Likuyu asked guardedly.

Ink Painting hesitated, then spoke the reason she had just come up with:

“Shallow Shallow Senior Sister said that Jin’er Senior Sister died, and no one will remember her, no one will offer sacrifices. Every time she thinks of this, she feels heartache and cannot eat or sleep, so she prepared the Yulan flowers that Jin’er Sister loved most in her life to come and offer sacrifice to Jin’er Senior Sister…”

Ink Painting’s voice was originally clear and crisp, but at this moment, it was soft and gentle, sounding neutral and with a certain magnetism. For a moment, it was actually not out of place.

Hua Likuyu did not suspect anything but frowned slightly.

“Sacrifice?”

She turned her head and saw the place where Jin’er had self-immolated, which was now a pile of ashes. Indeed, several stalks of pure white Yulan were placed there.

These were what Ink Painting had just placed.

Hua Likuyu’s guard tightened in her heart, and she retreated slightly. She looked at Hua Shallow Shallow again, then asked:

“How is Shallow Shallow?”

Ink Painting had a panicked look on her face and said in a low voice:

“I don’t know either. Shallow Shallow Sister entered the door, placed the Yulan, said a few words to Jin’er Senior Sister, then suddenly her face turned white, and she fainted.”

“I don’t know if it’s from excessive sadness, or…”

Ink Painting looked left and right, her expression fearful, her eyes showing terror, “…or possessed by Jin’er Senior Sister…”

As soon as these words came out, a cold wind suddenly arose in the room.

Hua Likuyu’s face instantly turned pale.

She looked around in a panic, then forced herself to calm down and angrily rebuked: “What nonsense are you talking about? In broad daylight, this is our dignified Hundred Flowers Valley. Where is there any talk of ghost possession?”

Ink Painting looked at Hua Likuyu, revealing a meaningful gaze. After a moment, she restrained her thoughts, pretended to be weak, and stammered:

“Yes… I, I was just, too afraid, so I temporarily spoke nonsense…”

Hua Likuyu coldly snorted, “You can’t just talk nonsense.”

Ink Painting lowered her head.

Hua Likuyu examined Ink Painting with a sharp gaze. Her eyes suddenly revealed a sharp light, “I seem… never to have seen you?”

Ink Painting’s heart skipped a beat.

Hua Likuyu’s voice also sank, her gaze icy, and she asked: “Are you a disciple of our Hundred Flowers Valley?”

Ink Painting suppressed the unease in her heart and pretended to look blankly, “I, I am ah…”

Hua Likuyu’s gaze was sharp, and she pressed closer step by step, laughing coldly:

“Good, since you are a disciple of the Hundred Flowers Valley, then I ask you, who am I? What is my name? What is my identity?”

Ink Painting was stunned, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

That’s good, it’s an easy question.

Fortunately, during the New Year, she had gone to the Gu family and heard Uncle Gu’s “gossip.” Elder Gu Hong had also investigated this woman’s identity information clearly, otherwise, she would definitely be exposed.

People who love to listen to gossip are indeed lucky.

“You are… Instructor Hua, like Shallow Shallow Sister, you are all from the Hua family, serving as an instructor in the Hundred Flowers Valley…”

Ink Painting answered slowly and methodically.

Hua Likuyu’s gaze slightly condensed.

She actually, really knows my identity…

She lived in seclusion within the Hundred Flowers Valley, rarely interacting with outside cultivators.

Within the clan, although she was a direct descendant, her bloodline was slightly distant. There were no elderly ancestors or virtuous and prestigious elder cultivators in her branch, so she lacked support and was quite marginalized.

Generally speaking, except for the disciples within the Hundred Flowers Valley, no one would know her so well.

Since she can recognize me, there should be no problem.

But…

Hua Likuyu’s eyebrows furrowed.

Why does she have no impression of this immortal-like and jade-like disciple at all?

But then she thought again, there are so many disciples in the Hundred Flowers Valley, it seems normal to miss one or two.

“What is your name, what is your family origin?”

Ink Painting was about to speak, but suddenly, she had an idea and revealed an “inferior” look, saying:

“Not hiding anything from the instructor, I am from a third-grade family. My origin is not very good. My name is…”

Before she finished speaking, she heard a “hissing” sound, and Hua Shallow Shallow, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened her eyes.

Ink Painting’s expression lit up, “Senior Sister, you’re awake?”

Hua Shallow Shallow’s head was still a bit dizzy. Seeing Ink Painting, she opened her mouth and said: “Ink…”

Ink Painting secretly pulled her sleeve and gave her a look.

Hua Shallow Shallow shivered, then realized that there was someone else in the room.

Her expression was uneasy, and she slowly turned her head. When she saw Hua Likuyu, she immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, “So it’s Sister Yu…”

Hua Likuyu’s face immediately changed.

Her attitude towards Hua Shallow Shallow was extremely kind, even with a hint of intimate complaint, “You girl, why did you come here?”

“I…”

Ink Painting immediately secretly pulled Hua Shallow Shallow’s sleeve again and gave her a hint.

Hua Shallow Shallow followed Ink Painting’s gaze and saw the Yulan flowers placed not far away. She immediately understood in her heart and said with sorrow in her eyes:

“I came to see little sister Jin’er…”

Hua Likuyu’s eyes revealed thought. After a moment, she sighed and said with sympathy: “We are all very sad about little sister Jin’er’s matter, but she couldn’t think clearly for a while, and there’s nothing we can do.”

“This place is where Jin’er ended herself. You should not come here again in the future, so as to avoid being reminded of painful memories and delaying your cultivation.”

“The dead are gone, the living can only try their best to live on…”

Hua Shallow Shallow’s expression was dazed, and she nodded.

“Okay, go back quickly…” Hua Likuyu said gently.

“Um,” Hua Shallow Shallow nodded and said, “Then Sister Yu, I’ll leave first.”

“Go.”

Hua Shallow Shallow turned her head again to look at the place where Ye Jin had self-immolated, her expression regretful. Then she took Ink Painting’s hand and left.

After Hua Shallow Shallow left, Hua Likuyu’s gentle expression gradually turned cold again.

She walked around the room but found nothing abnormal. Her gaze finally fell on the bed where Ye Jin had self-immolated, and on the several stalks of pure white Yulan flowers that Ink Painting had placed in front of the bed. Her gaze was not good.

“Yulan…”

Hua Likuyu snorted coldly and suddenly felt a chill in her heart, as if someone was watching her.

She felt uncomfortable in her heart and did not want to stay long. She then walked out of the room and closed the door.

The moment she closed the door, she suddenly thought of Ink Painting again and couldn’t help but praise her in her heart.

“What a well-born and handsome little girl…”

“The most special thing is that pure, uncarved jade-like, heavenly aura, which is completely different from other women who apply rouge and powder in the world.”

“And she’s from a third-grade family, neither too noble nor too humble.”

“Such a good seedling, I didn’t discover her before…”

Hua Likuyu felt a little unbelievable in her heart, and at the same time, secretly felt joy.

She silently recorded Ink Painting’s face in her heart, then closed the room door and left with graceful steps.

And in the Hundred Flowers Valley, above the high pavilion.

The extremely beautiful woman, dressed in splendid Hundred Flowers clothes, with a cold aura, who always focused her attention on Ink Painting, had a strange expression at this moment.

The resentment in the room dissipated…

Exorcise ghosts and suppress evil?

Inheritance of the Divine Path?

This young cultivator actually has such ability?

The woman’s expression was slightly surprised.

In her cultivation experience, there were originally few cultivators with Divine Path inheritance.

And those who could inherit the Divine Path and learn to a certain extent, being able to restrain ghosts and suppress evil cultivators, were mostly old cultivators with hundreds of years of cultivation, deep cultivation, rich experience, and extremely strong divine sense.

It was impossible for young people.

Young cultivators, with low cultivation, unstable Dao heart, and unstable divine sense, encountering fierce evil and disturbing ghosts, could mostly only become playthings or food for ghosts.

So, truly capable of going out and walking around, and still alive, are some old men who are Divine Path array masters.

The woman looked again at Ink Painting walking out of the Hundred Flowers Valley disciples’ residence, her gaze slightly condensed.

This little cultivator, who looks no more than twenty years old, what is his origin, and who is his teacher, that he can actually disperse the lingering thoughts of the deceased?

The woman’s expression was silent, her heart fluctuating. Several times, she wanted to capture this little cultivator to get a clear answer.

But she thought for a moment and still gave up.

Once caught, the matter would become big.

A male cultivator entering the Hundred Flowers Valley – although this male cultivator was not old and did not do anything out of line, it would still easily attract criticism.

All female sects are most taboo about such rumors.

Moreover, there are few cultivators who are proficient in Divine Path knowledge at a young age.

And to be able to teach such a disciple, his teacher must also be an extraordinary person.

Cultivators proficient in divine sense Dao are either eccentric in temperament or strange in means, and cannot be easily offended.

Considering that he is not licentious, entering the Hundred Flowers Valley is not for picking flowers and willows, seeking fragrance and color, but for exorcising evil and protecting the safety of the cultivators. For now, I will just turn a blind eye and not pursue the matter further…

The woman turned her head and sat down again in front of the Hundred Flowers Heaven Machine Disk, planning to continue observing and deriving the changes in the Hundred Flowers, and peeping into the matters after the Heaven Machine.

But as soon as she fixed her eyes, the woman’s pupils immediately shrank.

On the gorgeous purple-red, blooming Hundred Flowers Heaven Machine Disk, the lush Hundred Flowers were withering.

Only at this time, the speed at which the Hundred Flowers withered was obviously slower…

On the already withered flowers, the dark purple, rotten decay was also gradually disappearing.

The “Hundred Flowers Wither” pattern… delayed?!

The woman was a little unbelievable for a moment.

She had spent nearly a hundred years, trying all methods, all unable to reverse the situation of “Hundred Flowers Wither.” Has it suddenly turned around?

The woman immediately turned her head and looked out of the Hundred Flowers Valley from the high pavilion covered by flower fragrance and cloud mist.

Outside the valley, on the mountain path lined with clusters of flowers like brocade.

Ink Painting’s figure gradually faded into the distance.

The woman’s expression changed several times, then calmed down again. Her expression was like an iceberg, but her heart was still fluctuating.

“This little cultivator, who exactly is he?”

“At a young age, he has such ability, he must have been guided by a master… What kind of divine being is his master?”

The woman’s heart suddenly trembled, and she looked towards a high hall on one side as if possessed.

Above the high hall, the screen was obscure, and a treasure sword hung in the middle.

The treasure sword was returned to its sheath, the sword pattern was ancient, like a supreme treasure that sealed all years and edges.

Above, two words were engraved like silver hooks and iron paintings:

Dragon Spring.

Outside the Hundred Flowers Valley.

Ink Painting and Hua Shallow Shallow, along the mountain path, left the Hundred Flowers Valley and went directly to Hundred Flowers City outside the valley, returning to Hua Shallow Shallow’s cave mansion named “Qianxiang Residence.”

Inside the cave mansion, Murong Caiyun was still waiting for them.

Seeing the two return safely, Murong Caiyun also breathed a sigh of relief and then asked: “How was it?”

Hua Shallow Shallow was stunned.

As soon as she entered the door, she felt a cold wind entering her brain and fainted inexplicably. She didn’t know what happened afterward.

Hua Shallow Shallow could only turn her head to look at Ink Painting.

Ink Painting thought for a while and said: “It should be okay now…”

“Senior Sister Jin’er had quite a lot of resentment before her death. Now, most of the resentment in that room has also dissipated…”

But the fierce ghost karma was entangled on her body.

However, Ink Painting did not mention this matter.

Once she did, there would be many things to explain, and it would also make Senior Sister Shallow Shallow and Senior Sister Murong worry.

“That’s good.”

Murong Caiyun nodded. Immediately, she frowned again: “That Jin’er’s death…”

Ink Painting shook her head, “It’s not clear yet. There must be a hidden story behind it, but there’s no need to worry. I will ask my Uncle Si from the Dao Court to help investigate. If Senior Sister Jin’er was truly wronged, she will definitely get justice.”

Murong Caiyun was relieved in her heart.

Hua Shallow Shallow also showed gratitude in her eyes and sincerely said: “Thank you, Junior Sister Ink.”

Ink Painting’s face darkened, and she immediately realized that she was still wearing the Hundred Flowers Valley Dao robe and had her hair styled in the Hundred Flowers Valley style. She quickly took off her clothes.

Hua Shallow Shallow wanted to stop her but couldn’t, and said unhappily: “Can’t you wear it a bit longer…”

She still hadn’t seen enough.

Murong Caiyun, on the other hand, also felt a little regretful in her heart.

Ink Painting had already changed back into the Tai Xu Gate Dao robe and became the clear as jade, clear-eyed Tai Xu Gate “little senior brother” again.

It was getting late, and Ink Painting wanted to hit the road back to the sect.

Before leaving, he specifically admonished Hua Shallow Shallow: “Senior Sister Shallow Shallow, you were invaded by resentment earlier, which caused you to faint. For the next three days, focus on rest. You must not work too hard or use your divine sense excessively.”

“Then, wear some jade pendants to calm your heart and qi, burn sandalwood in the room, and eat some light and nourishing things.”

“If you find your divine sense is abnormal, have nightmares at night, see strange illusions, and so on, you must tell me early.”

Hua Shallow Shallow saw Ink Painting’s serious expression and nodded obediently.

Murong Caiyun looked at Ink Painting, and her eyes were also a little surprised.

“Okay, I’m going back.” Ink Painting waved her hand and said.

“Um,” Hua Shallow Shallow thought for a while, then said, “About little sister Jin’er, if you need any help, you can find me.”

“Good!”

Ink Painting nodded.

After that, Ink Painting returned to the Tai Xu Gate.

It was already late at night, inside the disciples’ residence.

Ink Painting recalled everything that happened during the day and thought silently in her heart.

First, the matter of the fierce ghost is still quite troublesome to handle.

In the sea of consciousness, or in nightmares, her divine sense was indeed quite strong.

But in reality, ghosts possess other people, or parasitize in evil objects, or wander in the air in a short period of time with dense yin qi.

She just had no good way.

If Senior Sister Jin’er turned into a half-step “fierce ghost” and possessed Senior Sister Shallow Shallow, if she weren’t afraid of being sealed to death along with the flesh body, and unable to resolve her deep resentment, she would not have left Senior Sister Shallow Shallow’s flesh body.

Like this, Senior Sister Shallow Shallow’s situation was more dangerous than safe.

Even if she was saved later, she would be severely injured.

And she could only watch helplessly, yet powerless.

“It seems that in the Divine Path, there are still ways to restrain ghosts and suppress evil that I need to learn more about…”

Otherwise, later, if some cheap little ghosts jump in her face, she will have a body full of powerful divine sense, but because she cannot get out of her body, she cannot kill them and has no way to deal with these small ghosts, which would be too frustrating.

Currently, the most readily available is the true formula of “Divine Sense Turning Sword.”

The move “eyes containing sword light” still needs to be practiced.

Besides, there is “Dao Evil.”

Senior Sister Jin’er, after her tragic death, already had the omen of turning into a fierce ghost and was considered a half-step “fierce ghost.”

At the same time, traces of “Dao Evil” also appeared on her body.

“Dao Evil…”

For some reason, when mentioning Dao Evil, Ink Painting involuntarily thought of her Senior Uncle.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that there was more or less a shadow of her Senior Uncle inside.

But thinking carefully, it was not too possible.

From what he initially saw and heard in Li Mountain City, he knew that Senior Uncle should be at the Featherization Realm cultivation, and it was very likely he was at the peak of Featherization, only one step away from the Cave Void.

But no matter what, he was still not in the Cave Void.

And the Qianxue State Boundary is a fifth-grade boundary, where quite a few large families and large sects are located, and there are also many Cave Void ancestors.

Even if her Senior Uncle was stronger, it should not be possible for him to take such a big risk, under the eyes of the Dao Court, surrounded by so many families and sects, in front of so many Cave Void ancestors, to plant a demon in his Dao heart and stir up trouble.

Ink Painting shook her head.

She must be overthinking…

Suppose she was her Senior Uncle, the urgent matter now would definitely be to find a way to overcome the heavenly barrier, break into the Cave Void, and then use the ability of Shattered Void in the Cave Void Realm to raise Dao Evil throughout the world.

He should have no time to waste here in the Qianxue State Boundary.

Ink Painting put this thought aside and continued to consider the matter of Senior Sister Ye Jin.

After this trip to the Hundred Flowers Valley, Ink Painting roughly understood.

Senior Sister Ye Jin did commit suicide.

But it was probably because she saw the records in the “Hundred Cultivation Taboos” about “people who die tragically, contain resentment, and turn into fierce ghosts,” which led her to think of such a cruel and painful method to burn herself to death.

There must be a hidden story inside.

And Ink Painting can now almost confirm that Senior Sister Ye Jin’s death is definitely related to one person.

A face with heavy makeup floated in Ink Painting’s mind.

“Hua Likuyu!”

This instructor of the Hundred Flowers Valley is very problematic!

Why, when she and Senior Sister Shallow Shallow secretly went to check the situation in Senior Sister Ye Jin’s self-immolation room, did no other elders discover them, only she, a Foundation Establishment late-stage instructor, did?

Why was her gaze towards her so vigilant?

Why did she have a guilty expression in Senior Sister Ye Jin’s room?

Also, some subtle expressions when she spoke seemed very strange, being too cold towards her, but too enthusiastic towards Senior Sister Shallow Shallow…

She needs to find a way to investigate…

Ink Painting immediately took out her transmission order and sent a message to Gu Changhuai:

“Uncle Gu, go on a blind date quickly!”

After sending the message, for a long time, Gu Changhuai did not reply to Ink Painting.

He probably saw it but didn’t want to respond.

Ink Painting then said: “It’s a serious matter!”

After sending, Ink Painting suddenly realized that everyone who urges others on a blind date will feel that what they are doing is a “serious matter.”

Ink Painting immediately said again: “It’s related to Senior Sister Ye Jin’s death.”

Sure enough, after she sent this sentence, Gu Changhuai replied:

“Really?”

“Really!”

“What relation?” Gu Changhuai asked.

“It’s not clear yet,” Ink Painting said, “So I need you to go on a blind date and personally take a look. Ask about her background, and with your years of experience as a Si Dian Si in the Dao Court, judge whether this Instructor Hua has a problem or not.”

“How do I feel…” Gu Changhuai frowned, “You’re deceiving me into going on a blind date?”

Ink Painting said speechlessly: “How could I use such a serious matter to deceive you?”

After all, it involves the murder case of Senior Sister Ye Jin.

Gu Changhuai nodded slightly, feeling that it was also true.

Although Ink Painting was not serious, most of the time, her actions were still quite reliable.

But Gu Changhuai still refused: “Not going.”

“Why?”

“I can go and inquire, but not on a blind date.”

Ink Painting said in a bad mood: “If you go to ‘inquire’ in your identity as a Si Dian Si of the Dao Court, won’t you just alert the enemy? How good is a blind date? It’s natural and flawless, and you can rightfully inquire about news. Even if you ask some offensive questions, others will only think you have low emotional intelligence, not think of other things…”

Gu Changhuai: “…”

“Uncle Gu, go. As a Si Dian Si of the Dao Court, this is your duty, and it is also justice.”

Gu Changhuai was silent.

Ink Painting said again: “Just go this once. Afterward, I’ll handle things with Elder Gu Hong.”

Gu Changhuai thought for a long time, finally sighed, and compromised: “Okay…”

Ink Painting’s eyes lit up, “I’ll send you some suspicious points. Uncle Gu, you can beat around the bush and ask her more. Also, go on the blind date early, the earlier the better…”

Ink Painting then wrote a large paragraph of words and sent them over.

But there was no reply from Gu Changhuai.

However, Ink Painting knew that with Uncle Gu’s character, since he promised, he would definitely do it and never break his promise.

In the following days, he cultivated peacefully in the sect and waited for news of Uncle Gu’s “blind date.”