Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

"boom----"

A deafening explosion rocked the villa district of Qiantang City, sending up a small mushroom cloud.

Flames erupted, debris flew everywhere, and a group of people ran out through the smoke and dust.

Peng Shaoxun, without even checking his own injuries, shouted urgently, "Is anyone hurt?"

After shouting, he anxiously looked to his side: "Junior sister, Yin Hang, are you alright?"

Pang Wanyi stood not far from Peng Shaoxun, shaking her head slightly: "I'm fine, just a minor injury."

A faint, clear light surrounded her, and it was that light that shielded her from the explosion.

Peng Shaoxun breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, but also felt a pang of envy.

My junior sister is now at the Inner Core Realm. Having experienced her first Minor Heavenly Tribulation, her life level has changed.

As long as she still has her magic power, an explosion of that magnitude wouldn't seriously injure her.

Yin Hang was pale and trembling as he said, "Zhang Yue and Ning Hongbo didn't get out; only Wei Hui and I did."

His expression was somber, and his tone was somewhat unsteady. His comrade, who had been laughing and joking not long ago, was now buried in that deep pit filled with ruins, and was clearly beyond saving.

This was the first time Yin Hang had experienced the terrifying nature of the cultivation world, where life and death were not determined by fate.

Wei Hui's lips trembled; he was too frightened to speak.

Peng Shaoxun said bitterly, "It's my fault. I thought we were just capturing a nobody in the Body Tempering Realm, so I brought you newbies along to give you some experience."

"Since I started practicing Taoism, I've only been thinking about Taoist magic and supernatural powers, but I've forgotten that for us cultivators with lower levels of cultivation, the destructive power of modern weapons is far more terrifying."

No one expected that the demonic cultivator, who was only at the Body Tempering Realm, had somehow obtained hundreds of kilograms of C4 explosives—enough to blow up a building.

They detonated it immediately after they entered the house.

If Peng Shaoxun hadn't been at the Divine Cultivation Realm and Pang Wanyi hadn't been at the Inner Core Realm, and hadn't had a premonition and run away quickly, the casualties would probably have been even greater.

The other bureau staff were also sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the burning villa.

"I will report this matter, and I will take full responsibility. Zhang Yue and Ning Hongbo will receive their compensation."

"Yin Hang and Wei Hui, I'm giving you a few days off. Take a good rest and don't let any psychological trauma get to you, as it's not good for your cultivation."

Yin Hang nodded.

Wei Hui, on the other hand, was completely disoriented and staggered to the side.

No one thought there was anything wrong with him. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and people with poor mental resilience would react this way.

suddenly,

As Wei Hui approached Pang Wanyi, a black light flashed in his eyes. He pointed a finger, his fingertip crackling with purplish-black lightning, aiming straight for Pang Wanyi's throat!

Upon witnessing this, Peng Shaoxun was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Junior Sister, be careful!"

Pang Wanyi also received a warning, but the enemy was too close and there was no time to dodge.

Moreover, Wei Hui's aura was also at the Inner Core Realm!

If one were to be hit by its attack, one would likely be severely injured, if not killed.

Just when everyone was in despair, thinking that Pang Wanyi might perish and that the Inner Core Realm attacker would kill everyone present.

Suddenly,

A gentle breeze blew by, and time seemed to stand still. In everyone's eyes, everything around them began to slow down.

Suddenly, on a tall tree nearby, a woman dressed in a brocade palace dress stood proudly.

She wore a heavy veil, her beautiful white hair styled in a matronly manner, and her deep, unfathomable eyes, like a thousand-year-old cold pool, only glanced at 'Wei Hui'.

Wei Hui's face was contorted with terror; the skin on his face melted away, and he became a stranger.

Seeing this, who wouldn't know that Wei Hui was probably already dead, replaced by the people of the Six Paths Demonic Sect's "Humanity" faction?

This demonic cultivator at the Inner Core Realm had been biding his time until now in order to kill Pang Wanyi, who was also at the Inner Core Realm.

"snort!"

The woman in the palace dress let out a loud snort, and the man from the Six Paths Demonic Sect showed fear on his face. His magical power became chaotic and wandered around. In an instant, there was an explosion, and he turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Having survived the ordeal, Pang Wanyi recovered from her shock. She glanced at the woman standing atop the tree and quickly bowed, saying, "Wanyi greets Your Majesty, and thanks Your Majesty for saving my life!"

The others then seemed to realize what was happening.

Upon hearing Pang Wanyi's respectful address, everyone present glanced at the suddenly appearing woman with surprise and uncertainty.

Although the woman was covered by many veils, just by looking at her, one could tell that she was a peerless beauty, a rare sight in the world.

However, compared to the 'beauty' that represents women, the woman in front of me gives me a greater sense of immense oppression, like a deep abyss.

Everyone present quickly lowered their heads when Jiang Zhi glanced at them.

As members of the management bureau, they knew perfectly well who the visitors were.

Everyone followed Pang Wanyi's lead and respectfully greeted, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Everyone present trembled, a mixture of fear and excitement.

They actually got to see that peerless and beautiful empress, the living empress!

Jiang Zhi naturally wouldn't care about these mortals.

She said in a light yet authoritative voice, "The matter of the Immortal Palace has been resolved. I am about to return to the capital. Wanyi, you may return with me."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Jiang Zhi's gaze then fell on Yin Hang. After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Who is Qin Zijun to you?"

Yin Hang was startled, not expecting the Empress to speak to him. He stammered, "I... I grew up with Brother Qin."

Jiang Zhi nodded slowly.

She had actually researched Qin Zijun's background information beforehand and knew that Qin Zijun cared most about his relatives in this life.

My cousin, his wife, and my eldest niece.

Secondly, there's my childhood friend, Yin Hang.

Since we've met him, let's grant him a favor out of respect for the young monk.

Jiang Zhi casually tossed a celestial sword she had previously obtained from the Celestial Palace in front of Yin Hang.

"This immortal sword is yours."

Then, she took out a jade pendant and threw it to Pang Wanyi: "You have served me all these years. Even if you have no merit, you have worked hard. I bestow this magic weapon upon you. It is enough to block a full-force attack from an Inner Core Realm cultivator."

"If you encounter a similar sneak attack again, it will save your life."

Pang Wanyi and Yin Hang were overjoyed and quickly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ignoring the others, Jiang Zhi waved her sleeve and, along with Pang Wanyi, vanished in a streak of light.

The intense sense of oppression disappeared after the Empress left.

The group looked at Yin Hang with envy.

Yin Hang carefully drew the immortal sword, and saw that the sword had a chilling light, indicating that it was extraordinary.

Peng Shaoxun exclaimed, "Yin Hang, you're really lucky."

"This immortal sword is extraordinary. Those below the Inner Core Realm will likely find it difficult to withstand a single strike. Once you reach the Divine Cultivation Realm, you can mark it with your divine sense. At that time, the sword will move with your will, and you can truly use it as a flying sword."

He spoke with envy, for in this day and age, magical treasures are rare, and he himself did not possess such a treasure.

As a disciple of the Yuanshi Daluo Sect, he also had some discernment.

Yin Hang scratched his head and chuckled foolishly, "This is all thanks to Brother Qin's blessing, it has nothing to do with me, I'm just taking advantage of it."

At this moment, Yin Hang had already become a member of the Qin Jiang faction.

Brother Qin, this is your wife. I wholeheartedly support your relationship!

Unless Brother Qin has a soulmate who is an unparalleled swordswoman and can give me some pointers, I might switch to another political party!

Looking at the dead bodies around him, Peng Shaoxun sighed softly, "Let's clean up the scene first. I wonder where the real Wei Hui is, and whether his body is still there."

"If it weren't for the Empress's intervention, we would probably all be dead here."

The others were also still shaken.

If the strongest of them, Pang Wanyi, is killed in a sneak attack, none of them will survive.

……

An electric SUV drives on a road outside Qiantang City.

This is the car that Qin Zijun picked up from the 4S store not long ago.

It was already quite hot in Qiantang City in May.

But neither the frigid Siberian cold nor the scorching heat of the volcano made any difference in the eyes of a Taoist practitioner.

After driving more than 100 kilometers out of Qiantang City, we arrived at a small town.

Qin Zijun parked the car in the small town, took out tools from the back of the car, and walked step by step into the deep mountains and forests in the distance.

The air pollution in the city is too serious. Even though it doesn't pose a problem for Taoist practitioners, people always prefer places with fresh air.

Qin Zijun sensed the distribution of spiritual energy on the mountain and quickly found the place with the most abundant spiritual energy.

The mountains are steep and the forests are dense.

Qin Zijun crossed the mountain rocks and came to a stream, which was the most spiritually potent stream in the entire mountain.

Qin Zijun casually sat down on the ground and opened the package she had brought.

Inside wasn't fishing gear, but a complete set of rosewood teaware.

Pouring tea to admire the moon, watching the snow and listening to the rain, tasting wine and smelling its fragrance—these are Qin Zijun's favorite ways to pass the time.

Skillfully, he washed the teacup clean with the stream water, then filled it with water imbued with spiritual energy, and lit the stove to boil the water.

The tea was requested by Qin Zijun from Yin Hang, who in turn obtained it from the government as top-quality tea.

Although it cannot compare to the spiritual tea of ​​the cultivation world, it is still a rare item in the mortal realm.

Qin Zijun sat leisurely beside the teapot, picking up her phone and starting to scroll through short videos.

This is deep in the mountains, but Qin Zijun's phone can connect to the government's Starlink network, so she has internet access no matter where she is.

This is also one of the privileges of reincarnated individuals.

Watching interesting short videos while sipping fragrant tea, this afternoon was incredibly pleasant.

More than a week has passed since the incident at the Celestial Palace, but Miss Jiang still hasn't come to find him.

This gave Qin Zijun a slight sense of anticipation.

Perhaps, Miss Jiang no longer cares about this cause and effect?

Just as he thought of Miss Jiang, Qin Zijun's heart stirred, and he instinctively turned his head to look at her.

Before he knew it, a beautiful young woman dressed in a brocade palace dress sat down on the upper reaches of the stream not far from him.

The girl seemed not to see Qin Zijun. She was gazing into the distance, with a bamboo basket beside her and her delicate, snow-white feet soaking in the stream.

Qin Zijun glanced at the tea in her cup, her face darkening. She said, half-laughing, half-crying, "Miss Jiang, are you trying to make me drink your foot bath water?"