Chapter 1104: Chapter 606: Ah Qing’s Maid (Double-Length)

It’s really strange.

The clarity of mind and body brought about by cultivation is supposed to be thousands of times stronger than the simple stimulation of taste buds. According to reason, she shouldn’t care about taste anymore.

But strangely enough, she’s incredibly fond of it now.

Could it be that on the night when Xu Chang’an and Yun Qian were boating, she caught a glimpse of Yun Qian from afar, and found the way Yun Qian ate fruit and snacks so fragrant that it had such a significant impact on her?

Gradually becoming intoxicated in this emotion, this desire for food, does she have the right to judge Ah Qing for her self-indulgent behavior?

Actually, she doesn’t.

You play your maidservant.

I eat my fruit.

We’re both women without ambition, so let’s not judge each other.

——

The sky thousands of miles away.

The mountains were shrouded in gloom, the sky cold with a heavy sense of impending rain, thunder rumbled in the sky, the atmosphere was stifling, and soon there was a "pitter-patter" as rain hit the ground.

Overwhelming, dense rainwater fell from the clouds and sky.

"Boom——"

A clap of thunder sounded in the sky, illuminating the dark clouds as if it were daytime.

Rain fell on the world, flower petals were knocked down, but the desolate willow trees of autumn gained a bit more vitality. A figure dressed as a maid slowly walked under the eaves with an umbrella, and the rain curtain fell like a waterfall from the eaves, quickly turning it into a creek underneath.

The maid waved her hand, using a technique to dispel all the moisture from her body, then took out flowers to surround herself, letting the fragrance seep into her clothes. Only then did she take a deep breath, cross the threshold, and gently push open one of the doors.

She was very nervous.

There was no way not to be nervous.

Because this was the newly arranged residence that the Sect Leader had instructed her to prepare on Frosty Heaven within the Holy Sect, requiring it to be very simple, arranged like the room of a young girl in the secular world.

The maid looked at the room in front of her, simplistic yet with a hint of charm, and stared for a moment at the obviously opened rouge box and jars on the dressing table. She went over to tidy them up, then opened the window to air out the room on this rainy day.

The sound of the increasingly dense rain was in her ears, with occasional flashes of white light in the sky, and different from before, there seemed to be golden light flickering as well.

It must be the Sect Leader.

When her emotions fluctuate, the celestial signs always change.

The maid leaned on the windowsill, gazing at the heavy rain in the distance, her expression somewhat complex.

"Sect Leader... what is wrong?"

The maid was originally the person who knew the Sect Leader best in this world. Even though she was just an ordinary woman with low cultivation, in the Holy Sect, no one dared to underestimate her, simply because she was the Sect Leader’s ’Proxy,’ with almost ninety-nine percent of the orders being conveyed through her.

Lately... the Sect Leader has changed quite a bit, so much so that even this maid, who has been with her for many years, can hardly recognize her.

"The Sect Leader hasn’t gone to the Abyss Sea for some time. Is the Dao Rhyme no longer important?"

Thinking this, the maid slowly closed the window, then walked to the bed and started smoothing the wrinkles on the bedding, standing there dazed for a while afterward.

The Sect Leader, in recent days, has started to sleep and rest.

In the past, she had never seen her sleep.

"She really has changed a lot."

While tidying up the room, inhaling the lingering fragrance in the air, the maid’s face turned a faint shade of red.

The Sect Leader in the past never cared about her appearance, which aligned with her understanding of those at the pinnacle of the Immortal Sect—but starting not too long ago, she had instructed to obtain a lot of rouge and face powder from the mortal world. Although the maid had yet to see the Sect Leader use them, she did indeed see her sitting in front of the dressing table, fiddling with the rouge.

Moreover, the old Sect Leader didn’t like to smile. Sometimes, even when she curved her lips and spoke gently, it only gave the maid pressure.

But now it’s different, she smiles, that kind of faint smile, which was something she couldn’t resist after just a glance...

How can this be?

The young maid didn’t understand, but witnessing all the changes in the Sect Leader, she couldn’t help but have an idea... that when a woman suddenly undergoes such a big change, beginning to care about rouge, attire, and those feminine elements of a young lady’s room, what could it be for?

Furthermore, the previously vacant first seat was suddenly occupied by someone named ’Young Master,’ stirring up a storm within the sect.

As the person closest to the Sect Leader, the maid was utterly clueless about who the so-called ’Young Master’ was.

With all these factors combined.

It could be concluded that the Sect Leader might have someone in her heart.

"...啪. (pa)"

Thinking of this, the maid’s hands slapped her own face hard, leaving two handprints on her cheeks.

No.

How could she think this way about the Sect Leader?

How could a divine-like woman have someone in her heart? Who in the world could possibly be worthy of the Sect Leader’s attention? Having been with the Sect Leader over the years, she has met many high-ranking figures in both the Holy Sect and the Chaoyun Sect, and in her view... whether it’s the Sect Leader of the Profound Sword Bureau or the man in the second seat, they’re both far off.

Let alone catching the Sect Leader’s attention; if they were to come and work for her, she would find their clumsiness intolerable.

So...

Could it be Refining Heart?

It’s said that at the pinnacle of cultivation, one must refine the heart?

Returning to the Essence?

Perhaps the so-called ’Young Master’ is merely a fictional entity, a part of the Sect Leader’s scheme.

The maid tilted her head, not understanding this, but as she thought, she couldn’t help but smile... because she truly liked the Sect Leader, so many things ceased to matter as she pondered them.