Volume One, Chapter Three: Throwing Meat Buns at Dogs—Once Cast, Never Retraced

Coldly sweeping her gaze over everyone, she finally fixed her eyes on Lin Caibing.
“You, come here.”

Lin Caibing’s heart leapt with joy, but she feigned surprise on her face before stepping forward to salute Bai Zhi. The quick pace of her steps betrayed her excitement.
“Wife, what orders do you have?”

The disciples standing nearby all relaxed and smiled in relief.

Bai Zhi’s gaze was icy as she formed a hand seal.
“Bai Zhi, what are you doing?!”

Yuan Lingqing hurried to the doorway, and upon seeing Bai Zhi’s movement, instantly positioned herself between the two. Raising her hand, she struck Bai Zhi heavily on the shoulder.

Bai Zhi was caught off guard and staggered back five steps before halting, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

The disciples were stunned by Yuan Lingqing’s sudden action, unable to react for a moment.

Bai Zhi’s eyes grew colder, piercing straight into Yuan Lingqing’s heart. In her urgency, she had used eighty percent of her strength.

“Ah Zhi…”
“Wife!”

The crowd realized what was happening and tried to rush forward to help, but she waved them back.

“Master, what are you doing? The wife only came to deliver something to the junior sister!”

The eldest disciple, Zhou Yan, looked flustered. Having joined the sect at eight, he was raised entirely by the wife and had spent the most time with her.

In over ten years, this was the first time he had seen her in such a sorry state.

“Deliver… something?”

Yuan Lingqing stood with her hands behind her back, her hidden hand trembling slightly inside her sleeve, her gaze hesitant.

“Deliver something?”

Bai Zhi wiped the blood from her mouth and cast a faint glance over everyone, smiling slightly.

“Not very good looking, but seems to have obtained beauty.”

She formed a hand seal and chanted a spell.

All the items she personally refined bore a protective enchantment. At first, it was to prevent losing them, but now it served another purpose.

A silver light flew from Lin Caibing’s body, landing in Bai Zhi’s hand.

The silver mirror, studded with sparkling gems, dazzled brilliantly under the sunlight, shimmering with flowing light.

“My Void-Breaking Mirror!”

Lin Caibing was shocked and tried to reach for it but grasped only empty air.

“Yours?”

Bai Zhi smiled, her blood-stained lips strikingly beautiful and incomparable.

When the sect was founded, everything was scarce; there was not even spirit stones to recruit pill refiners and artifact crafters.

Bai Zhi had taken on all responsibilities single-handedly—gathering materials and refining artifacts.

She cultivated spirit plants herself and sold simple pills at the black market, using the money to buy better materials for crafting artifacts and pills for the disciples.

The reality was harsh and thankless.

Others could be overlooked, but the Void-Breaking Mirror had to be retrieved.

Only before her death in the previous life did Bai Zhi realize that Lin Caibing had been using this mirror to silently shuttle between the Demon Clan and Yunqing Sect, unnoticed by anyone.

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