Joining the Joyful Union Sect, My Life in the Grip of My Senior Sister

Chapter 352: Portrait of a Beauty



Chapter 352: Portrait of a Beauty

 

“Empress Fengyao? I know her, what’s going on?”

 

Liu Mei suddenly gasped, “You don’t want me to pretend to be the Empress, do you? I’m not brave enough for that.”

 

Lin Fengmian quickly waved his hand, “I didn’t mean that, I’m just curious about the Empress’s life, can you tell me about it?”

 

Do I need you to role play? I have the real thing, okay!

 

Half an hour later, Lin Fengmian walked out of Liu Mei’s place with a furrowed brow and a dazed look on his face.

 

It wasn’t that he was exhausted, but rather that he was shocked by what Liu Mei had told him.

 

He couldn’t wait to return to Skyview Peak and verify the information by re-reading the books in the Star Canopy Pavilion.

 

Liu Mei was furious, “This bastard comes over, shows off his knowledge, and then leaves after I gave him a ‘bath’?

 

Do you think I run a bathhouse? At least squeeze out some ‘juice’ before you leave!

 

Your Joyful Union Sect is just like the great Yu, who only remembers ‘passing by the door three times without entering’?

 

Don’t you know that you need to ‘control the water’?

 

Lin Fengmian, you better remember this!

 

Lin Fengmian, unaware of Liu Mei’s anger, hastily flew towards Skyview Peak on his sword.

 

At that moment, Zhao Ningzhi returned from outside. Seeing Lin Fengmian, she chuckled and said, “Isn’t this Nephew Lin?”

 

However, Lin Fengmian looked at her with a vacant expression and woodenly replied, “Martial Aunt Zhao Ningzhi.”

 

Zhao Ningzhi’s curiosity was aroused. “What’s wrong? Did Liu Mei bully you?”

 

Lin Fengmian shook his head and continued on his way, leaving Zhao Ningzhi perplexed.

 

“Could he have learned about the Heavenly Deception Sect’s attack on the Joyful Union Sect?” she wondered. “But that’s impossible, I just found out myself. How could he know?”

 

Zhao Ningzhi suddenly slapped her forehead. “I forgot to give him the Twelve Divine Killings Manual.”

 

She went to Liu Mei’s room in Jade Bamboo Peak and found Liu Mei deep in thought. Zhao Ningzhi frowned and asked, “Mei, what’s wrong with that guy?”

 

Liu Mei looked up and replied, “Master.”

 

Liu Mei shook her head with a peculiar expression, “I don’t know, he asked some strange questions and then left.”

 

Zhao Ningzhi inquired about the details, but she also couldn’t quite understand the situation.

 

“How have you been with him lately? Do you know if he’ll go to great lengths for you without hesitation?”

 

Liu Mei thought back to what had just happened and looked somewhat uncomfortable, “Senior Zhao, I’m not sure…”

 

Zhao Ningzhi was frustrated, “You don’t even know? Sigh, the situation does not look good right now.”

 

Liu Mei replied truthfully, “I really don’t know, he’s been distant from me, yet somehow close at the same time.”

 

That bastard, I even stripped naked and used my body to give him a bath, using every trick in the book, but he still grabbed his clothes and ran away.

 

If I hadn’t seen that thing still intact, I would have thought that he had cultivated the Peony Jade Manual.

 

Zhao Ningzhi thought for a moment before saying, “Tomorrow, you’ll go to Jade Dragon Peak.”

 

Liu Mei’s eyes widened in surprise, “Senior Zhao, I don’t want to go…”

 

Zhao Ningzhi was firm, “Be quiet, I’m telling you to go and you will go. I’ll make sure that young man goes too, and you can handle it yourself.”

 

Liu Mei was confused by Zhao Ningzhi’s plan and looked puzzled, “Senior Zhao, what are you trying to do?”

 

Zhao Ningzhi smiled slightly, “Just do as I say.”

 

The relationship between Lin Fengmian and Liu Mei was ambiguous, with no real progress, which made Zhao Ningzhi unhappy.

 

After all, the current situation was special, and the plan to change the crown prince could be accelerated at any time.

 

Once it succeeds, Lin Fengmian will be far away from the Joyful Union Sect, and she won’t have any opportunity to intervene.

 

After careful consideration, she decided to give the two a push by playing the role of the villain.

 

Zhao Ningzhi understood Liu Mei’s nature, and by forcing her to go to Jade Dragon Peak, she knew that Liu Mei would likely just go through the motions.

 

If Liu Mei could really take off her clothes and get intimate with someone, then Zhao Ningzhi would accept it!

 

After all, it would be beneficial for Liu Mei’s future development, and in her eyes, it was a win-win situation.

 

However, Lin Fengmian was unaware of these developments, and he returned to Jade Bamboo Peak in a daze.

 

Nothing had changed, the Joyful Union Sect was still the same, and everyone’s perception remained unchanged.

 

The Empress was still Fengya, and the Mediocre King was still the Mediocre King!

 

He flew back to Skyview Peak and entered the Star Canopy Pavilion, where he began to flip through the records.

 

All the classics and records were the same.

 

Was it possible that the world he was in was different from the one Luo Xue was in?

 

Was the so-called Sword Sage Luo Xue and Qionghua just a namesake?

 

But what about the portrait that he had seen, which clearly depicted Luo Xue?

 

He returned to the courtyard, took out the Portrait of a Beautiful Beauty from his storage ring, and looked at it again.

 

Yes, the records on it were indeed about Luo Xue!

 

Lin Fengmian’s mind was a jumble, and he couldn’t understand the situation.

 

Could it be that Luo Xue’s timeline was different from his own?

 

After he changed the future, did the timeline change and branch out into a different world?

 

Was the world he was in not the same as the one Luo Xue was currently in?

 

Lin Fengmian stared at the portrait of Luo Xue and felt confused.

 

He thought for a long time but couldn’t figure it out, and eventually he let out a long sigh and lay down on the chair.

 

He was lost in thought for a long time, and the gentle evening breeze blew through, rustling the pages of the book, causing the portraits of the beauties to flash before his eyes.

 

Lin Fengmian’s gaze suddenly fell on a familiar figure, and he quickly flipped through the portraits again.

 

Before long, he found the one he was looking for.

 

It was a woman in a palace dress, playing a zither with a calm and serene expression.

 

Fariy Fengya!

 

He flipped to the introduction page and saw that it was written: Fairy Fengya, ranked third among the top ten beauties of the Northern Abyss.

 

Northern Abyss Junyan Empire’s Mediocre King, a Void Realm cultivator.

 

Older sister of Empress Fengyao, one of the Twin Beauties of Junyan. She is indifferent by nature, uncompetitive, and has no high ambitions.

 

Lin Fengmian was stunned, the mediocre king was Jun Fengya?

 

He had heard about the Jun sisters before, one was Jun Fengya and the other was Jun Yunshang!

 

Was Jun Yunshang really the Empress of Fengyao?

 

What was this calm and uncompetitive personality, Jun Fengya was a woman with great ambition, how could she be described as calm?

 

Lin Fengmian suddenly remembered that the Portrait of a Beauty Beautiful was published after the fall of Qionghua.

 

At that time, Empress Fengyao had already ascended to the throne.

 

If the author of Portrait of a Beauty Beautiful was bold enough, Empress Fengyao might be included in the book as well.

 

He quickly flipped through the records of the beauties, and soon found the one he was looking for.

 

Empress Fengyao, the number one beauty of the Northern Abyss.

 

One of the Eight Sages of the Northern Abyss, the Empress of the Junyan Empire, with the ability to predict the future, almost like a prophet.

 

Unmatched in swordsmanship, she had once conquered the Divine Prefecture and killed a saint to become a saint herself.

 

Lin Fengmian slowly turned to the next page and looked at the portrait of Empress Fengyao.

 

It depicted a woman wearing a special red dragon robe, sitting on the throne with one leg crossed, her hand supporting her cheek, and her gaze cold and condescending.

 

Under her gaze, the officials and foreign envoys were trembling with fear, not daring to lift their heads, it seemed to be a painting of a diplomatic reception.

 


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