I just reached the maximum level, and you want me to be a puppet emperor?

Chapter 378 I wasn't crying, I was just sleepy!
"Jun Shenzi."

Yu Jing pushed open the door to the guest room.

In a room filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, Jun Wuhui sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, resting.

Even though he wasn't cultivating, the surrounding spiritual energy still drew him in like moths drawn to a flame, turning into starlight and converging into his body.

This scene made Yu Jing feel as if she had returned to twenty years ago, the day Jun Wu Hui was comprehending the Dao amidst the waterfall, surrounded by water vapor, his white robes billowing without wind, handsome, mysterious and powerful, like a young immortal stepping out of a mythical painting.

"Isn't Patriarch Qiu still at the manor?"

Jun Wu Hui did not open his eyes, and his indifferent tone seemed to keep people at arm's length, instantly extinguishing most of the love that had welled up in Yu Jing's eyes.

As always, this mysterious and powerful man had only his path to immortality in his eyes, and was unwilling to even glance at her.

Yu Jing understood perfectly well that Jun Wu Hui was reminding her that she was now a wife. Too many words stuck in Yu Jing's throat, ultimately culminating in only one sentence:
"Divine Child, Zhan Tian and Qing Xia are back. It's almost time for dinner."

Yu Jing's expression was complicated. If she had been more determined back then and had not chosen to marry Qiu Zuo, would things be very different today?
Soon, Qiu Qingxia rejected this unrealistic idea with a wry smile. How could Jun Wuhui's path to immortality possibly pause for her even for a moment? Being able to obtain Jun Wuhui's promise to go to the Hidden Waterfall again was already enough for Jun Wuhui to help her fulfill her unfulfilled wish from back then.

Even though Yu Jing already knew in her heart that no matter what she did, this was the only result she could get.

But Jun Wu Hui was right there in the manor, and her restless heart was like a kitten scratching, wanting to get close to Jun Wu Hui. Even if she could only exchange a few words with him, she was still willing to do so.

Thinking of Qiu Qingxia's ambiguous relationship with Jun Zhantian, Yu Jing's heart clenched again. She absolutely could not let everything that happened to her today be repeated with her daughter, Qiu Qingxia! Never! Even at the risk of being resented by Qiu Qingxia!

"I understand, I'll be there shortly."

Jun Wuhui replied indifferently.

Qiu Zuo did not appear at the dinner party today. Jun Wu Hui glanced at the fire-patterned girl following behind Jun Zhan Tian but did not say anything and just ate his food in silence.

She didn't seem to care why her son had so many romantic relationships, since he was the same way.

When Yu Jing saw the almost scalping gaze of the woman with the fire pattern staring at Jun Zhantian, and then looked at Qiu Qingxia's hostile gaze towards the girl with the fire pattern, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

How is Qiu Qingxia any different now compared to when she was vying for attention with her sisters back then? Jun Zhantian's indifference, as if he hadn't seen anything, is exactly the same as Jun Wuhui's back then!

Qiu Qingxia doesn't have the special physique of Luo Zixi back then, so she can't give birth to a divine child with the talent of Jun Zhantian, nor does she have the cultivation talent of Xuan Ji. She has absolutely no chance of reaching the Saint Realm, and in the end, she will probably become a complete failure like her mother.

Thinking of this, Yu Jing's resolve to break up the couple grew even stronger.

After dinner, looking haggard, Yu Jing sat at the tea table in the private room. While ordering the servants to summon Qiu Qingxia, she racked her brains trying to figure out how to persuade her daughter to stay away from Jun Zhantian.

"Mother, I heard that Hongmen Manor is holding a grand competition for outstanding talents in seven days. Has Qiuyue Manor received an invitation?"

Upon entering the room, Qiu Qingxia's first action was not to greet them, but to ask for something.

The Grand Competition of Prodigies at Hongmen Manor invited many families and sects from the surrounding area. Although Qiuyue Manor is not well-known, it should have received an invitation as well.

Of course, one can participate in such a competition without an invitation, but families and sects with invitations will have their own seats in the audience, while independent cultivators can only stand and watch from below the stage.

After learning about this from the fire-patterned girl, Jun Zhantian declared without hesitation that he would participate. He reasoned that there would be beauties everywhere and geniuses all around, making it a perfect opportunity to show off.

Qiu Qingxia would never allow the young master, a divine being, to be squeezed together with those down-on-their-luck rogue cultivators.

"Yes, there is, but..." "Oh, Mother is the best! I want to see it, Mother, please let me see it!"

Before Yu Jing could finish speaking, Qiu Qingxia tugged at her sleeve and started to act coquettishly.

Qiu Qingxia usually wears black even when she goes out for training, and she has always disdained these competitions. The reason she wants this invitation is probably because of her young master.

All the words of advice Yu Jing wanted to offer were stuck in her throat, and in the end, she could only sigh deeply and say:
"In the box on my dressing table."

"Thank you, mother."

Qiu Qingxia excitedly kissed Yu Jing on the cheek, then skipped over to the dressing table, grabbed the invitation, and ran outside. It was obvious she was going to curry favor with Jun Zhantian.

As a mother and someone who has been through it all, Yu Jing knows that now is definitely not the time to offer advice.

Given the unique nature of the Jun family father and son, who are always surrounded by beautiful women wherever they go, it's only a matter of time before their daughter feels disappointed. Right now, all she needs to do is wait for that opportunity.

As Yu Jing expected, as time went on, more and more young women returned from their training with Jun Zhantian and his daughter.

On the first day, Jun Zhantian acquired the Fire Pattern Girl, Lü Shanshan, during his treasure hunt.

The next day, Jun Zhantian hunted down a powerful demonic beast and won the favor of the sword-cultivating sisters Mo Yan'er and Mo Yan'er.

On the third day, Jun Zhantian accidentally wandered into the lakeside and encountered the alluring young woman Liu Yu, who was taking a bath. As before, upon seeing her body, she wanted to kill Jun Zhantian, but unable to defeat him, she had no choice but to follow him.

In just three days, nearly half of the guest rooms at the already small Qiuyue Villa were already gone.

Yu Jing stood on the high platform, quietly looking down at Jun Zhantian and the others in the courtyard of the guest rooms, her mind filled with many thoughts.

Today, Jun Zhantian and his group returned from their training, bringing back the corpse of a sheep demon. At this moment, a group of beautiful women are surrounding Jun Zhantian, waiting for the sizzling mutton on the campfire to cook. However, Qiu Qingxia is the only one missing from the group.

In the past, whenever Qiu Qingxia was wronged, she would hide in her room, cover herself with the blanket, and cry secretly. As her mother, Yu Jing knew this all too well.

A smile flashed across Yu Jing's elegant face as she slowly walked towards Qiu Qingxia.

As someone who has been through it all and is also Qiu Qingxia's mother, how could she not know when Qiu Qingxia was most vulnerable? Now is naturally the moment she has been waiting for.

"Oh dear, why is my sweet daughter hiding under the covers crying again?"

Yu Jing pushed open Qiu Qingxia's bedroom door and teased the figure curled up in the quilt as if in jest.

"I didn't cry! I was just sleepy, so I went back to my room to rest."

Hearing her mother's voice, Qiu Qingxia remained hidden under the covers. Although her words were full of stubbornness, a hint of sobbing could still be heard in them.

Yu Jing shook her head helplessly, gently lifted the quilt draped over Qiu Qingxia, and took out a handkerchief with her own fragrance from her bosom to gently wipe away the tear stains from the corners of Qiu Qingxia's eyes.

Seeing that her mother had already seen through her, Qiu Qingxia simply stopped trying to hide it and threw herself into her mother's arms, sobbing again.

That look is just like a little girl who lost her favorite teddy bear.

(End of this chapter)