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Thinking this, Qing'e blushed and felt shy.
After figuring everything out, she suddenly understood why Qiu Tu was surrounded by so many exceptional women.
Moreover... there are actually quite a few exceptional women like Zeki and Elena.
It's all because Qiu Tu can improve his strength!
Thinking about this, Qing'e herself hesitated a little: now, her relationship with Qiu Tu was already so close.
Just now, Qiu Tu saw, touched, and ate everything he shouldn't have seen, touched, or eaten.
Even... in the end, Qiu Tu forced himself to eat some of his food.
Although I eventually escaped, I was still in a daze and ate for a while.
In this situation, should I maintain my relationship with Qiu Tu?
Thinking about this, Qing'e herself felt a little lost...
So she stood in the night, quietly watching the white mist stretching for who knows how many kilometers in the distance, like a statue...
.....
at the same time.
In the white mist, Jasmine walked forward with her hands behind her back, laughing and skipping along.
To be honest, the person in this body is petite and looks very cute; she's the kind of person who makes you want to cherish her the moment you see her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to pretend to be a harmless, manipulative woman.
However... the area of white fog stretched for countless kilometers, seemingly connecting heaven and earth all the way upwards.
So, when you look down at her, it's as if a little girl is jumping and laughing in an empty world.
That feeling was incredibly creepy.
However, Zehime, who was in the "Chaotic Realm," clearly did not have this feeling.
She even ignored the endless white fog before her, and instead stood there, looking at Jasmine beside her, and said, "Do you know the way? How did you so recklessly enter this strange area?"
Hearing Zhao Ji's words, Jasmine smiled and said, "Little Xi Yue, you have no idea what a high-ranking god-king represents."
If there's anything in this world that could interest Zhao Ji, it would definitely be the matter of a high-ranking god-king.
Upon hearing Jasmine's words, Zhao Ji turned to look at her and asked in a cool tone, "So, what does a high-ranking god-king represent?"
As Jasmine skipped along, she casually remarked, "It means reaching the pinnacle of a path and having reached a new level of understanding of the world."
At this point, she casually pointed and said, "What you see is a strange white mist. But in front of me, it is made up of individual particles."
"Not to mention this white mist, even this world, this mountain, that sea, and even you and me are made up of tiny particles."
Upon hearing Jasmine's words, Zeji frowned slightly, her eyes narrowing as if she had thought of something.
However, Shi Moli seemed oblivious to Zhao Ji's unusual behavior and continued, "Since everything in the world consists of particles, it makes no difference whether it is black mist, white mist, or even pink mist."
"Because, like everything else in the world, they can be disassembled and reassembled at will."
As she spoke, Jasmine casually pinched the white mist in the air, and it transformed into a sword that gleamed with a cold light.
She waved her hand twice, creating a strong gust of wind.
Immediately afterwards, she casually tossed the sword, and it flapped its wings and flew into the white mist, transforming into several white doves.
Having witnessed that miraculous transformation, Jasmine couldn't help but look at Zehime with a smug expression.
Although she didn't say a word, her raised eyebrows and smug look clearly indicated that she was waiting for Zhao Ji's praise.
However, as a self-proclaimed queen of showing off, how could Zhao Ji possibly help others show off?
Therefore, in the "Chaotic Realm," Zehime simply watched the white doves fly away in a cold gaze, and then commented indifferently, "You should go and perform magic tricks."
"There is a profession among humans called magicians. The magic tricks they perform are not exactly the same as what you just did, but they are indistinguishable."
Jasmine: .....
To be honest, perhaps because she's spent so much time with Zhuwu, Zhaoji has indeed acquired some of Zhuwu's skills in roasting people, mainly focusing on infuriating people to death.
But Jasmine was able to lead the "Chaos Faction" for so many years, so she must have a lot of magnanimity.
Furthermore, she understood Zhao Ji's personality and had a close relationship with her, so she wasn't annoyed when Zhao Ji didn't cooperate with her.
She continued skipping forward, saying nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter."
"Once everything is over, I'll become that so-called magician you mentioned..."
“A magician,” Zehime corrected.
Jasmine: "Oh, magician~"
She pouted her pink lips and said, "I think being a magician would be quite interesting. It would be a very novel experience."
She said, "When the time comes, I'll use my own skills to perform the magic trick, so there won't be any flaws. Then we'll see how others figure it out!"
After saying that, she remembered Zhao Ji's question earlier and then said, "As for how I find the right path in the white mist..."
"You don't need to worry about that."
"Those old guys from the 'Immortal Heavenly Tomb,' and 'Tyrant' are likely to launch an attack on 'Chaotic Western Capital' in the next day or two. I need to go and assess their strength and see what they're up to. They definitely won't get lost."
At this point, Jasmine paused for a moment, then said,
"Look, we've arrived."
Following Jasmine's gaze, what came into Zehime's view was an increasingly thinning white mist and a continuous stretch of tents.
Clearly, Jasmine wasn't exaggerating; she genuinely seemed to be able to walk out of the white mist on her own without anyone else's help...
.......
Meanwhile, just as Jasmine and Zeki arrived at the camp area of the "Immortal Tomb".
Qing'e finally returned to the camp from outside.
At this moment, Qiu Tu was still sitting in his tent, full of questions.
He wasn't stupid; he had initially assumed that Qing'e wanted a special massage from him.
However... when Qing'e ran out in shame and anger, with tears in her eyes, after she had finished enjoying herself, Qiu Tu still sensed that something was wrong.
Although it was unclear what the problem was, Qiu Tu was certain of one thing: Qing'e probably didn't know what her special massage was mainly about.
Thinking about this, and then recalling Qing'e's delicate and soft body, Qiu Tu couldn't help but curse inwardly, "What a mess this is!"
"But... where exactly did the misunderstanding occur?"
Just then, as Qiu Tu was thinking this, Qing'e stepped in from outside.
With her entry, the already quiet atmosphere in the tent immediately became even more awkward.
Seeing this, Qing'e did not rush to talk to Qiu Tu, but went to the bedside to clean up the mess.
After changing the wet sheets and making sure they were fresh, Qing'e looked at Qiu Tu and said, "Lord Qiu Tu, I'd like to talk to you about the massage we just had."
Qiu Tu was a responsible man. Regardless of who was right or wrong today, Qiu Tu had come out on top. So when he heard Qing'e's words, he couldn't help but look up and try to clarify the misunderstanding and ease the tension.
Before he could even speak, Qing'e spoke first, saying, "I want to apologize to you first."
“Because… during the time you were massaging me, I had some doubts about you, about your massage…” At this point, Qing’e blushed, perhaps thinking of something, and then continued, “I also had some questions about your massage ‘techniques’…”
"At the time, I felt that you were deliberately taking advantage of me."
Upon hearing Qing'e's words, Qiu Tu's expression remained unchanged, but he was somewhat bewildered: Huh?
Why did you apologize to me?
How is this going?
In a way, I was taking advantage of her.
What on earth was she thinking?
I don't understand, let me take another look...
The beginning is always the hardest, so once Qing'e took the initiative to speak, she spoke more and more fluently. She recalled her experience and then slowly said, "In addition, I may have never had such intimate contact with a man before. My body just reacted naturally and uncontrollably."
"Plus, you claimed to be number one on the 'Boundless Sea of Hearts Must-Eat List,' and insisted I try you."
"I couldn't accept it for a while, so I ran away."
Qiu Tu: .....
To be honest, if the woman in front of him was someone Qiu Tu was compatible with, Qiu Tu would probably find it very interesting, because to some extent, it could be considered flirting.
But the problem is... Qing'e isn't the woman Qiu Tu is in love with; what happened before was a misunderstanding. And... Qiu Tu has already figured out he was wrong, so hearing his own lewd words from back then makes him so embarrassed he wants to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of his skin.
However, at that moment, Qing'e spoke again.
She said to Qiu Tu, "Of course, now it seems that it was all just a misunderstanding."
"After I went out, I wanted to be alone and calm down. But to my surprise, I found that my cultivation threshold had been broken through at some point, and my strength had increased dramatically."
"This is exactly as Lady Elena said."
At this point, Qing'e's eyes shone as she looked at Qiu Tu, "God King Qiu Tu, you are truly amazing!"
Qiu Tu: .....
What kind of nonsense is this!
To be honest, Qing'e's words contained a lot of information. Even with Qiu Tu's god-king-level brainpower, it took him a few seconds to sort everything out.
'He broke through the threshold of his cultivation realm... his strength skyrocketed... exactly as Elena said.'
"Oh...so...Qing'e has been begging me to massage her all this time because she mistakenly believes my special massage can help people break through cultivation barriers and experience a surge in strength?"
How could she have such a naive idea?
After sorting out the whole story, Qiu Tu discovered the most absurd part: Qing'e had actually broken through her cultivation level under his massage.
Was it Qing'e's good luck, or was it just her own? She managed to succeed through sheer chance.
After all, Qing'e is not an ordinary deity, but a fourth-level god-king.
It's simply amazing that a god-king of such power could break through his realm for such an inexplicable reason.
Or perhaps...
Thinking of this, Qiu Tu seemed to have a flash of inspiration.
There's actually another reason for this...?
Thinking this, Qiu Tu's expression remained unchanged, but he had some guesses in his mind.
And...he suddenly felt that this little misunderstanding had become quite interesting...
At least it made him feel that perhaps he didn't need to explain, but could simply accept his mistake.
Thinking this, the expression on his face slowly calmed down, he nodded slightly, and then said, "It's also my fault. I didn't explain it clearly beforehand. I didn't tell you that this kind of massage to enhance strength would be so intense, catching you off guard."
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Chapter 832 Jasmine: Tie me up too (Seeking monthly votes)
As an official who rose through the ranks of officialdom, Qiu Tu was naturally also adept at shifting blame.
So, after admitting his mistake, he immediately shifted the blame to Elena, "However... the reason I didn't explain beforehand was because I thought Elena had already told you."
At this point, Qiu Tu pointed to the soaking wet sheets that Qing'e had just changed and said, "After all... you know, this kind of massage is indeed not convenient to talk about openly."
Hearing Qiu Tu's words and seeing the bed sheet he was pointing to, Qing'e blushed slightly.
What Qiu Tu said was exactly what she had just been thinking: this unique massage method couldn't be explained clearly before it was performed.
Especially since the two had always met in public and on official business, discussing such topics was even more sensitive.
In addition, since he had always said that Elena had recommended him to try it, Qiu Tu naturally assumed that he knew the whole story.
Therefore, after discovering that Qiu Tu could indeed improve her strength, Qing'e never blamed Qiu Tu again.
So, when she heard Qiu Tu trying to shift the blame, Qing'e took the initiative to take the blame for Elena, saying, "Indeed."
"However... this has little to do with Your Majesty; it was just that I didn't ask carefully enough at the time."
As she said this, Qing'e looked at Qiu Tu again and asked, "So... if I get trapped in a certain realm again next time, can I still come to you for a massage, sir?"