This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 521 Heavy Losses, Six Wives Merged into One Wives

Upon seeing the heartless old Taoist priest crouching behind the Yellow Spring Mother Tree, the Queen Mother of the West's expression became extremely solemn.

"Does the Queen Mother of the West recognize this fiend?" Lao Tzu asked with a smile.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Who are you calling ill-mannered?"

The old Taoist priest, unwilling to back down, stood up and walked towards Laozi, puffing out his beard and glaring, determined to make Laozi explain himself clearly.

The Queen Mother of the West coldly stared at the two old men tugging at each other: "The incarnations of the Moral Celestial Venerable and the Lingbao Celestial Venerable are two of the Three Pure Ones. Where is the incarnation of the Primordial Celestial Venerable?"

"He's arrogant and thinks he's something special. He said this game is too low-class and he won't come," Lao Tzu kindly explained.

"Can't you speak properly? What do you mean by 'too low-class'? Aren't you insulting the Queen Mother of the West?"

The old Taoist priest with a lack of conscience disagreed. He said that Laozi liked to humiliate himself and that he shouldn't be included. Laozi would only squat in the bushes and would never hide at home trembling. He had always only played high-level games.

The incarnation of Yuanshi Tianzun did not appear in Qianyuan Realm. Perhaps he was humiliated by the two brothers, or perhaps, as Taishang Laojun said, he was arrogant and proud, and had to lower his noble status to save face.

The second possibility is more likely: given that the Moral Celestial Venerable is unreliable and the Spiritual Treasure Celestial Venerable is foolish, the Primordial Celestial Venerable must constantly maintain his persona in order to uphold the orthodox authority of the Three Pure Ones.

There has to be someone reliable who steps up; the three of them can't all fall apart.

After the old Taoist priest with a missing heart entered the scene, he kept arguing with Laozi and had a heated discussion about whether Yuanshi Tianzun was being hypocritical and obsessed with saving face.

The "Heartless Old Taoist" was the affirmative debater, insisting that Yuanshi Tianzun was a hypocrite, pretending to be virtuous while engaging in all sorts of shameless acts, making him dirtier than anyone else. Taishang Laojun, on the negative side, loudly refuted this, arguing that the "Heartless Old Taoist" was talking nonsense and had portrayed Yuanshi Tianzun in an overly positive light.

The Queen Mother of the West observed coldly, for people's joys and sorrows are not shared. She felt no happiness, only pressure.

Who knows if these two guys are just avatars? What if they suddenly appear in their true forms while they're fighting?
Seeing that the two Taoists had been arguing for a while, and that the moral character of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable still had room to decline, as if it could continue to decline for another day and night, the Queen Mother of the West could no longer sit still: "Fellow Taoists, according to the agreement, the Heavenly Emperor belongs to the Three, and the Six Paths belong to me. You should not have shown yourselves today."

“The Queen Mother of the West shouldn’t have shown herself either. It’s not the time for the Six Paths Goddess to appear in the world yet,” Laozi said hurriedly, refuting the old Daoist with a lack of understanding.

The old Taoist priest with a lack of conscience chimed in, "What agreement? What agreement? Who did the Queen Mother of the West make an agreement with? How come I know nothing about this? Did you agree to it, old man?"

"I wouldn't dare say anything like that."

"That must be the Primordial Celestial Venerable!"

"Eighty percent yes."

"Pah, always scheming against people, what a waste of a handsome face, he's a real piece of trash."

"Who says it isn't?"

"..."

The Queen Mother of the West couldn't get a word in edgewise on this topic. The two brothers opposite her were cursing the Primordial Celestial Lord, which was their usual friendly and respectful behavior. If she joined the conversation, the three brothers would definitely turn their guns on each other.

Moreover, it was not Yuanshi Tianzun who agreed to her request.

The Heavenly Emperor's affiliation to the Three Pure Ones was decided by the Three Pure Ones themselves. As for the Six Paths Goddess, the Three Pure Ones never claimed any territory from her. Moreover, the Queen Mother of the West and the Six Paths Goddess did indeed have some sisterly affection. Whether it was the Jambudvipa Gate or the Reincarnation Relic, it was all decided by the Six Paths Goddess in advance after consulting with the Queen Mother of the West so that she could return smoothly.

Regardless of whether the Queen Mother of the West had ill intentions from the beginning, or whether her plans changed and she adjusted her strategy, there is a reason for her to help the Six Paths Goddess return, and her actions are legitimate.

She didn't ask the Heavenly Emperor for anything, only the Goddess of the Six Paths, which didn't conflict with the plans of the Three Pure Ones, hence the tacit agreement.

In retrospect, the Three Pure Ones were not acquiescing at all; they were clearly feigning death and remaining silent so that they could cite scriptures when things turned sour.

Rumble!
Sensing the Queen Mother of the West's wrath, the West Kunlun Mountain within the Wushuang Palace's small grotto-heaven began to be unsealed.

"Queen Mother of the West, please calm your anger. I was merely teasing you. The Six Paths Goddess has a pact with you. Both of you are rare beings of great supernatural power in the world, and are among the few remaining deities. Since this humble Taoist has already acquiesced, I will not make a fuss about this matter..."

Lao Jun looked apprehensive and spoke rapidly. After finishing, he looked at the heartless old Taoist beside him and said, "You think so too, right?"

“Yuanshi Tianzun is indeed shameless.”

"Who told you this!"

"..."

Seeing that the two brothers kept mentioning Yuanshi Tianzun in their conversation, Xi Wangmu suppressed her anger and said in a deep voice, "If that's the case, what exactly is the purpose of your visit?"

"The Six Goddesses of the Paths Return to the Queen Mother of the West..."

Laozi first affirmed the previously tacitly agreed-upon agreement, and then added: "The Queen Mother of the West will return to the Heavenly Emperor to fulfill the marriage vow!"

"Wait a minute, marriage is a matter of mutual consent. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to force it like this?"

The old, heartless Taoist priest lowered his voice and complained, "My disciple is weak and easily bullied, with a pure and kind nature just like mine. Look at this Queen Mother of the West, so high and mighty, so arrogant. If they were to become husband and wife, my disciple would probably... probably..."

"A tiger crouches on the balcony," Lao Tzu added.

"Yes, yes, that's what it means."

The old Taoist priest shook his head repeatedly: "I do not approve of this marriage. The families are not well-matched, and the marriage will end sooner or later. Before the divorce, my disciple will suffer. In my opinion, the engagement should be called off!"

"But with Heaven and Earth as our matchmaker, how can we simply back down?" Laozi asked, perplexed.

"Yeah, what should we do?"

The two brothers looked distressed, sorted things out, and finally said, "Yuanshi Tianzun is shameless."

"Too deceiving!"

The Queen Mother of the West was furious. Yes, the Three Pure Ones did not want the Six Paths Goddesses, and they did return them to her as promised. But what did she mean by returning them to the Heavenly Emperor? Was it all part of the Three Pure Ones' scheme, a complete package deal?

So, this is what you call keeping your promise? Is this how you fulfill your agreement?
Above the Netherworld, the gray sky tore apart, and a pillar of light pierced through the heavens and earth, falling from the void and illuminating the outline of an incomparably majestic immortal mountain.

West Kunlun.

After the Nine Immortal Mountains were unsealed, the entire mountain was cast from white jade and black gold. Ancient runes covered the mountain, radiating divine light, and every line flowed with the supreme will.

The Nine Heavens Terrace rises in layers, resembling nine heavenly gates. At the summit, a palace floats amidst the sea of ​​clouds, named 'Jade Pool,' the sacred place where the Queen Mother of the West resides.

The entire West Kunlun Mountains are not just mountains, but also the embodiment of ancient order and the concrete manifestation of rules and principles.

Such principles are far beyond what the origin of the Heavenly Dao of the three thousand worlds can compare to. They come from the most ancient times, traceable back to the beginning of heaven and earth, when the Heavenly Dao was one.

The moment West Kunlun appeared, the entire spatial structure of the Netherworld trembled!
Under the violent pressure, invisible waves surged through the Netherworld, and the two Taoists were forced to retreat with the waves, almost losing their footing.

The Supreme Lord Laozi was shocked and his face changed drastically: "The West Kunlun has truly been unsealed. This thing is ancient and is one of the original orders. Although this old Taoist is not capable enough, for the sake of all living beings, I can only give it a try and risk my life."

After reciting his lines, he swept his whisk upwards, forcefully stopping the descent of West Kunlun.

There were no special effects; it just froze like that.

It cannot be said that West Kunlun was frozen in one move. Laozi's face turned red and his neck bulged, with veins popping on his forehead. He hummed and laughed and waved his whisk repeatedly at West Kunlun to block the descent of the Nine Immortal Mountains.

"The drama queen."

The old Taoist priest looked disdainful. When he played high-level games, he would kill anyone's entire family if he said he would, and he would also kill them if Heaven came. He would never cheat like this.

"What are you still standing there for, fellow Daoist? I have blocked the Western Kunlun, preventing it from having the power to suppress the world. You deal with the Queen Mother of the West. Do not let her set foot on the Western Kunlun, otherwise the Lord of Immortality and the Ancestor of Longevity will return to their positions, and it will be too late to regret it!" Laozi said, panting heavily. He was doing his best to resist the Western Kunlun and was unable to fight against the Queen Mother of the West.

"Ah, is this humble Taoist priest attacking the Queen Mother of the West?"

The old Taoist priest pointed to himself, then looked at the Queen Mother of the West, whose face was ashen and who was on the verge of exploding. He waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, how can I be her match? How about we switch places?"

"I would rather die than let my fellow Daoist die; I cannot go through that."

"We have to switch, even if we can't. It's two against one, and not only is the chance of winning slim, but it's also dishonorable to win..."

The old Taoist priest, who was halfway through his sentence, suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "I've got it! I've come up with a perfect solution!"

"What kind of underhanded trick is it?" Laozi asked curiously.

"You should say, 'What's the plan...'"

The old Taoist priest curled his lip and pointed at the Six Goddesses who were about to awaken above the Yellow Spring Mother Tree: "The goddess's magic power is boundless, beyond our reach. She is the most suitable person to deal with the Queen Mother of the West."

"But the goddess has already fallen into the Queen Mother of the West's scheme, and even if she returns, she will not be able to escape control. This move is unlikely to succeed."

"This humble Taoist priest is not talented, but I happen to have a method that can solve this problem."

"Oh, you have such great supernatural powers?"

"A fluke, a fluke."

As the two brothers sang in unison, the old Taoist priest with a heartless heart swept his sleeve, and a wisp of ordinary chaotic light rose into the air, like a sword yet invisible, directly slashing at the Yellow Spring Mother Tree.

The Queen Mother of the West was prepared. From the blank pages of the 'Kunlun' book, a beam of chaotic light leaped out, appearing like a sword and blocking the sword light of the Heartless Old Daoist.

"Eh, this is my move!"

The old Taoist priest's expression changed, and a sharp look appeared between his brows: "I originally did not want to compete with the Queen Mother of the West, but you stole my teachings without my permission, so you were in the wrong first. My actions this time are based on propriety..."

"Can you stop talking nonsense?" Lao Jun interrupted, babbling on and on, using more words than he did.

"Hmph, what a vile creature."

The old Taoist priest glanced at Laozi with disdain, but before he could make any move, the blocked Chaos Sword Light suddenly flashed, annihilating the counterfeit sword light and erasing its existence, thus preventing the Queen Mother of the West from using this technique again.

The skill trial card has expired.

The chaotic sword light plunged into the void, cleaving through layers of space, allowing the Yellow Spring Mother Tree to truly descend upon the Netherworld. This prematurely awakened the Six Paths Goddesses and disrupted their return schedule.

Premature awakening is never a good thing; it can lead to some irreversible aftereffects.

"Now is not the time for the two of you to return..."

The old Taoist priest, lacking common sense, spoke calmly, then turned and left.

Lao Jun also felt that the Netherworld was not a place to stay for long. With the two goddesses fighting, he, an old man, probably couldn't even withstand the aftershocks.

Feeling for the hardships faced by all living beings, and fearing that the two goddesses would not only destroy the Netherworld but also the Qianyuan Realm, he risked his life before leaving to consolidate the Netherworld's space, making it infinitely magnificent and powerful, so that it would not be shattered when the great calamity came.

Judging from his energetic swing of the whisk and his disheveled retreat, it was clear that this move had almost exhausted his energy.

That's what it's like to have weak magical power; it's very difficult!

With the departure of the two troublemakers, or rather, the two chess players, the Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain and the Yellow Spring Mother Tree faced off in the sky above the Netherworld. Even before their auras were fully revealed, they had already caused the entire Netherworld to tremble.

In the hazy, shrouded passage of reincarnation, a figure in white slowly emerged, her beauty breathtaking and unparalleled. Beside her floated an ancient mirror of reincarnation. The white robes, neither silk nor satin, seemed woven from the heavens, untouched by dust, like snow falling to earth, or clouds returning home. Her dark black hair cascaded down, swaying gently in the wind, yet never disheveled; each strand followed an ancient rhythm.

Her skin was as white as jade, radiating a faint, pure glow; her eyes were as clear as water, yet unfathomably deep.

Six Paths Goddess!

At this moment, the goddess lowered her eyes, as if she were looking through life and death and discerning reincarnation, or perhaps she had just woken up and was wondering who she was.

Images flashed through her mind, many of them about pretty boys, so much so that she couldn't help but feel a fondness for him and, following her heart, was eager to meet him.

The next second, heavy memories returned.

A Taoist emerged from the Demon Realm, severed the Yellow Spring Mother Tree, and seized its roots. The Heavenly Emperor, with his overwhelming power, annihilated her physical body and will.

Fortunately, she had made preparations in advance and entrusted her close friend, the Queen Mother of the West, to ensure her return today.

Then, a series of images came into view, unfolding from six perspectives.

The Queen Mother of the West in the picture is cold and ruthless, recounting how she was awakened and how she was controlled...

"If it weren't for that sword light, you would have succeeded."

The Goddess of Six Paths stood atop the Mother Tree of the Underworld, her eyes filled with the bewilderment of someone just awakened, looking with disappointment at her former friend, a heartless and ungrateful person who had betrayed her trust.

"The future of this road is uncertain; it's either life or death. What wrong have I done?"

The Queen Mother of the West stands atop the nine-layered immortal mountain of West Kunlun, the pages of a wordless book turning. Her past life as a deity and her present life as an immortal are intertwined. She is not only the lord of immortality and the ancestor of longevity, but also possesses the power to control yin and yang, life and death, and the cycle of reincarnation.

Even without moving, her supreme pressure swept across the surroundings. Just by standing there, she plunged the entire Netherworld into absolute silence due to the countless strange phenomena caused by the awakening of the Six Goddesses.

The Goddess of the Six Paths gently shook her head, wanting to say something more, but because she had awakened prematurely, the cause and effect were disordered, her memories were difficult to reconcile, and her aura was chaotic and complex.

One second they were as one, sun and moon, their auras intertwined; the next, the sun blazed overhead, displaying its domineering power. Amidst the crisscrossing sword light, it slashed down from the void, attempting to sever the chaotic chains of memory and piece together a complete trajectory of destiny. Yet, as the petals of the Thousand-Handed Lotus merged, it reshaped its own order, rendering any interference futile...

Everyone has their own ideas, and they can't reach a consensus.

After a series of auras flashed by, the Six Paths Goddess's eyes went vacant. Her return had failed, and she fell into a state of unconscious disorientation.

good chance!
The Queen Mother of the West stood atop the western Kunlun Mountains, her gaze as cold as frost.

She slowly raised her hand, her fair fingers gently clenching, and the entire West Kunlun Mountains trembled. The Nine Heavens Immortal Platform released a dazzling golden light, and the eternal law of immortality, wrapped in an ancient aura, transformed into an inverted golden bell that pressed down.

The target of the suppression is the Yellow Spring Mother Tree!
The Yellow Springs Mother Tree sensed the threat, its branches and leaves fluttering and trembling violently.

Lost in thought, the Six Paths Goddess took a step forward, her figure ethereal and dreamlike, serene and beautiful as a painting. The void naturally parted, and a lotus flower appeared beneath her feet, its petals as white as snow, with ripples spreading around its edges.

The Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation protects its owner on its own; though its surface is dark, it reflects all things.

In the center of the mirror, there is a chaotic void. Upon closer inspection, countless gray particles rise and fall, each grain of sand a microcosm of a world.

The ancient mirror of reincarnation shines into the sky, revealing the figure of West Kunlun on its surface. It continuously peels away the reincarnation laws that do not belong to the Queen Mother of the West, while simultaneously redefining reincarnation, reshaping the world, reversing the order of heaven and earth, and unfolding a series of intricate rivers of time.

In the vast river, the water rushes and roars, flowing through the intersection of the past, present and future. Every surge of waves is a rewriting of destiny.

The entire universe is contained within it!

The river of time sweeps down, washing away and devouring everything. Any living being that steps into it is subject to reincarnation, unable to escape the repeated alternations of order and chaos.

Those who have not yet returned to their place in the past are swept into the river and will be forced to accept a new fate;
Those beings who had long since escaped the cycle of reincarnation were also pulled back to their origin, beginning their journey of cause and effect anew!
Reincarnation restarts!

Among the oldest gods, the Six Paths Goddess, who governs reincarnation, was the last innate god to be born. She was the final masterpiece of the Heavenly Dao in correcting its mistakes and making up for itself. She was also the only possibility left for the future to have infinite possibilities, allowing the Immortal Path to grow stronger.

Its powerful authority is beyond question.

Frustrated by the ever-decreasing cycle of reincarnation, the Queen Mother of the West turned the blank page, causing the Nine Heavens Celestial Platforms to resonate in unison, releasing supreme divine power to suppress all spirits. West Kunlun used itself as an anchor to stabilize itself, unafraid of the erosion of the river of time.

The outcome of the battle between the Six Paths Goddess, who is still in a daze, and the Queen Mother of the West, who has not yet fully regained her magical powers, is entirely in the hands of the chess player...

Because the Netherworld was reinforced as a whole, the earth-shattering battle between the two goddesses could not affect the outside world. The internal time was chaotic. In the blink of an eye, countless years passed, and countless years were added together, but it was only a blink of an eye.

Because of this restriction, Ji Wuzhou, who was peering out from the Great Luo Heaven, was completely blind and couldn't see anything.

In fact, long before Laozi and the simpleton entered the scene, when the Queen Mother of the West summoned the six reincarnated beings, he could no longer see anything.

The reason I'm still looking down...

There's always the possibility of something going wrong!
After all, the Jade Emperor is the ruler of the Three Realms. What if he takes notice of us?

It's not impossible.

Just as Ji Wuzhou was peeking out cautiously, worrying about the possibility of something going wrong, a heavy, oppressive sky crashed down from the Great Luo Heaven.

They arrived with incredible speed, so fast it was as if a guide had pointed out the way long ago. They were so fast that Ji Wuzhou was caught off guard. By the time he reacted, the Heavenly Emperor of the unknown upper realm had already arrived in Qianyuan Realm.

With one step, he appeared in the Great Luo Heaven.

This Heavenly Emperor was dressed in a black robe. His face was slightly handsome, but his eyebrows were sharp. His figure was tall and aloof, as if he existed with heaven and earth, yet also seemed to be detached from all things.

The black robe moved without wind, its fluttering fabric shimmering with starlight. It was as calm as an abyss, yet concealed a raging storm. Just one glance sent shivers down Ji Wuzhou's spine.

If I'm not mistaken, he shouldn't be a match for this Heavenly Emperor.

They have a destiny!
That said, this face bears little resemblance to the Heavenly Emperor's true appearance...

It seems, perhaps, or appears that I've seen it somewhere before.

What a coincidence, he looks exactly like his disciple Xiang Yuan.

Probably not. Xiang Yuan became the Heavenly Emperor in another realm, so why wouldn't he tell him?
Ji Wuzhou thought he was seeing things, so he closed his eyes, shook his head, and looked again. Those eyebrows, those eyes, and that pretentious air of authority—from head to toe, he looked like a complete scoundrel. It was clearly Xiang Yuan.

For a moment, Ji Wuzhou was stunned. He had plenty of time, but he thought about many things.

His expression was incredibly complex, a mixture of shock, confusion, disappointment, a sense of entitlement, and above all, a feeling of relief.

"This day has finally come..."

Ji Wuzhou sighed repeatedly, with a hint of self-mockery: "So be it, so be it. Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll get stabbed sooner or later. You've already shown great respect for your teacher by enduring this for so long."

Xiangyuan: (一''一)
What nonsense are you spouting? What are you imagining? I am a loyal subject, okay?
"Disciple, when did you comprehend the Mandate of Heaven? When did you obtain this realm? How long have you been planning for this day?"

Seeing that Xiang Yuan remained silent, only casting a look of concern for the mentally challenged, Ji Wuzhou was quite dissatisfied: "You have already obtained the Mandate of Heaven, and your master is no match for you no matter what. What harm is there in letting your master die knowing why!"

The moment he spoke, Ji Wuzhou was kicked out by the Heavenly Dao. Before the fusion of the origins of the two Heavenly Daos had even begun, the Heavenly Dao had already made its choice.

Ji Wuzhou was even angrier. He knew that the Heavenly Dao had long been in cahoots with Xiang Yuan, but this was a planar war, and the Heavenly Dao of the Qianyuan Realm would most likely become a pawn. Right now, he was one of their own, so why should they look down on their own people?

Xiang Yuan silently watched the Heavenly Dao principles converge, then looked at Ji Wuzhou's lazy attitude of not bothering to resist, and waved his hand, allowing the Heavenly Dao principles of the two realms to merge.

Then he grabbed Ji Wuzhou and threw him into the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

Jade Emperor, it's time to work overtime!
Ji Wuzhou was completely bewildered as he immersed himself in the origin of the Heavenly Dao. He subconsciously took the lead in merging the two realms, but only realized something was wrong as soon as he got started. The last time he was asked to take the lead in merging the origin of the Heavenly Dao was Zhang Tianyang, not because he voluntarily relinquished his position, but because of a conspiracy. What price was Xiang Yuan going to make him pay this time?
Xiang Yuan didn't speak, dispelled the false destiny, and just stood there with one hand on his hip, looking at Ji Wuzhou.

Beside him, the White Moon Hermit slowly approached, looking at the Heavenly Emperor of this Realm with surprise: "Junior Brother, why didn't you kill him?"

"Uh, is it possible that he was my junior brother's master? Killing one's master is wrong..."

Xiang Yuan wiped away non-existent cold sweat, telling Da Ci Da Bei to stop talking about fighting and killing all the time. Is that your line?

Baiyue Jushi was stunned, glared at Xiang Yuan in annoyance, bowed to Ji Wuzhou, and said no more.

She closed her eyes and tried to sense herself, but still gained nothing.

"My worthy disciple, what are you doing...?"

Ji Wuzhou sorted things out, not understanding what had happened, and said incredulously, "You...you're not the Heavenly Emperor anymore?"

"There is no Heavenly Emperor in the Qianyuan Realm. What happened just now was a false destiny, a trick to fool the Heavenly Dao. How could you have believed it?"

Xiang Yuan said irritably, "Just be your Jade Emperor. You are the Great Celestial Venerable. No one will fight you for it. I won't, even if it's given to me for free."

"Is this true?"

"really."

"Swear it! Write it down!"

"What's the point of a written agreement? A gentleman's word is law, how could it be false?"

"..."

Ji Wuzhou rolled his eyes at the rebuke, but happily accepted reality. Only then did he notice that there was another Guanyin Bodhisattva beside Xiang Yuan. She was somewhat similar to the Bodhisattva in Qianyuan Realm in terms of her eyebrows, but there were some differences in her aura and temperament. She was not the same person.

"My worthy disciple, have you seduced another Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"..."

The word "again" is used inappropriately. The Guanyin sisters are very easy to talk to. Getting on the good side of one is equivalent to getting on the good side of all of them. There is no need to use "again".

Xiang Yuan had the correct answer in mind, but fearing that the Red Powder Skull Ghost might possess him, he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he asked about the current situation in the Three Realms and how much time had passed.

Ji Wuzhou was completely bewildered, and returned an awkward smile: "To be honest, your teacher..."

"Alright, that's enough. It's my fault. A good disciple shouldn't make things difficult for his master."

"Since you know you are wrong, I will not pursue the matter further."

"..."

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes, telling Ji Wuzhou to stop his nonsense and focus on merging the origins of the two worlds' Heavenly Dao so that he, as a pseudo-destined one, could borrow more Heavenly Mandate in the upcoming battles.

Looking towards the underworld, it was pitch black.

At this time, Xiang Yuan was unaware of the heavy losses he had suffered; six women had been merged into one.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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