Chapter 155: Bing Youqing Becomes a Mother

"If you cry again, I'll refine you into leather…" Bing Youqing threatened again.

Mu Qingyan looked up at her, her eyes devoid of spirit.

"Go ahead and refine me… Besides looking like Mu Qingyan, I have no connection to her anymore."

"Besides, I am no longer the Saintess; I'm afraid I'm already viewed as a traitor…"

Seeing Mu Qingyan in this state, Bing Youqing truly didn't have the heart to scare her anymore.

She was right; from the moment the connection was severed, she was no longer Mu Qingyan.

"As long as you obediently tell me about the matters of your Cultivation World, I will spare your life and guarantee your safety."

In truth, Bing Youqing was not a heartless person. If she were truly heartless, she would have long since used the Soul Searching technique on Mu Qingyan, which would have easily allowed her to learn what she wanted to know.

"Then wouldn't I really become a traitor…" Mu Qingyan lowered her head and said weakly.

Being considered a traitor and actually being a traitor were two completely different concepts.

"Who are you?" Bing Youqing asked in an indifferent tone.

"Who am I…" Hearing this, Mu Qingyan felt as if struck by lightning, and her body trembled. She immediately looked up at Bing Youqing again, her eyes now filled with life.

"Then you must promise not to kill me, and you must protect me."

Before Bing Youqing could speak, she added, "Also, I hope you can cut away all my previous memories. I don't want to carry the stigma of being a traitor for the rest of my life."

Bing Youqing looked at her, somewhat surprised. Severing all memories was not much different from starting cultivation over.

Starting over meant Cultivating from zero cultivation base while retaining memories and insights into Cultivation Techniques. The former, however, meant retaining the cultivation base while all memories and insights into Cultivation Techniques would vanish.

Modifying fragments of memory required a special Cultivation Technique, but clearing memories directly did not. As long as Mu Qingyan did not resist, Bing Youqing could easily wipe her memories.

If it were an ordinary Cultivator, they might end up becoming an idiot. But since Mu Qingyan was a Saintess of a Sect, that naturally wouldn't happen to her.

"Have you really thought this through?" Mu Qingyan nodded heavily.

"It will probably be a burden for you for some time afterward." She was referring to the fact that after her memories were cleared, she would be like an ignorant infant and would need some time to relearn everything.

"Fine, relax your mind." Bing Youqing placed her delicate hand on her forehead.

"Drip." A tear fell to the ground. Mu Qingyan closed her eyes tightly and emptied her mind.

She was no longer Mu Qingyan. For a Clone, having the connection severed by the original body was like being reborn. Now that she had just obtained a new life, she did not wish to go to the Yellow Springs.

"Ahhh…" As Bing Youqing began the Soul Searching, she let out a scream. The pain was like having her Divine Soul torn apart, agonizing enough to make one wish for death.

After a few breaths, she fainted from the pain.

"So that Cultivation World also has seven great Sects… And the names are similar, just changing 'Tai' to 'Geng'… Could the Heavenly Dao of these two worlds be good brothers?"

After Bing Youqing learned the information about the other world, her expression was rather strange. Aside from slight differences in the Cultivation Techniques practiced, almost everything else was the same, including the layout of the regions: the Northern Demon Race, the Western Buddhist Sect, the Southern Border Demon Realm, and the Wokou Archipelago in the east. There had also not been a Cultivator who had achieved Ascension to the Immortal Realm in over ten thousand years. There was also some other information.

As for the secrets of the other great Sects, even a Saintess of a Sect could not know them all.

Bing Youqing stored all these memories into several ancient mirror Magic Treasures. She could just hand these ancient mirror Magic Treasures to the Sect when the time came. Then, she unleashed the Power of Zhu Xian to wipe away all of Mu Qingyan's memories. Her methods were extremely powerful.

"Ah…" Mu Qingyan was jolted awake by the intense pain. Immediately, she crawled on the ground and hugged Bing Youqing's leg. With an ignorant voice, she called out softly, "Ma… Ma…"

Bing Youqing's mouth twitched. Suddenly becoming a mother was quite unexpected. But remembering what she had done to her earlier, she patted her head. She clearly possessed a youthful and beautiful appearance, yet she revealed such an ignorant gaze, which seemed very strange. However, it stirred a special emotion in Bing Youqing's heart.

"Since she called me mother, it wouldn't be wrong for me to hold my daughter…"

"I seem to need to give you a name." "Hmm…" Bing Youqing, the genius namer, found herself in a bind. Such a beautiful daughter deserved a pleasant-sounding name. She cast her gaze toward Xiao Lu and the others. "Xiao Lu, Jinyu, Leng Yu, think of a nice name for your niece."

The three of them held their chins in thought. "Bing Qingyan?" "Bing Qingzhu?" Jinyu and Xiao Lu suggested. Finally, Leng Yu said, "Master, I think the name Bing Xiyan is quite good." She had thought of their Mistress, directly combining the names of the three people. Bing Youqing thought about it and felt that the name Bing Xiyan was the most sophisticated, making it seem very profound.

"Then let's call her Bing Xiyan." She then patted Bing Xiyan's head again. "Xiyan, be a good girl from now on." At this moment, her maternal radiance shone brightly. She loved raising daughters the most, especially since this daughter was so beautiful.

"Mommy! Drink milk!" Bing Xiyan rubbed against her chest. Bing Youqing's face turned black.

…

The journey back to the Taixuan Sect was not far. They arrived in a little over the time it takes to burn an incense stick. It must be said, a Saintess is indeed a Saintess. Under Bing Youqing's earnest teaching, Bing Xiyan had already learned to walk and talk, equivalent to a child of seven or eight years old.

She put away the flying boat and took Bing Xiyan toward Ruyun Peak.

"Mommy, this place is so pretty." Bing Xiyan looked around with curiosity. Her voice carried an inherent attraction, causing the Cultivators along the way to cast glances, all of them astonished by her beauty.

"Senior Sister Bing Cheng actually has a daughter this old in the outside world? Oh no!"

"But I remember Senior Sister Bing Cheng's bone age is only thirty, how could she have a daughter this big?"

"Yeah, I think Senior Sister Bing Cheng is actually the daughter; that woman's bone age is nearly sixty."

"…" The whispers were endless. Bing Youqing patted Bing Xiyan's head, ignoring what others were saying or doing.

Just as they arrived at Ruyun Peak, she felt an invisible giant hand gently grasp her, pulling both of them directly to the mountaintop. They arrived in front of Wuming.

"Why do big things always happen whenever you leave the Sect for training?" Wuming's indifferent voice rang out.

"Er…" Bing Youqing scratched her head awkwardly. She couldn't exactly say that she was the person chosen by the Heavenly Dao. It would be fine if Wuming didn't believe it, but if she did, Bing Youqing would probably have no fruit to eat.

"Is this girl the Cultivator from the other world?" Wuming asked.

"Xiyan, hurry up and call… call her Senior." Bing Youqing reminded her.

"Auntie." Bing Xiyan tilted her head. She didn't understand what 'Senior' meant and felt that Wuming should be around the same age as her mother, so she blurted it out.

Bing Youqing broke into a cold sweat.

"Hehehe… What an interesting little girl." Wuming chuckled softly, then turned to look at Bing Youqing.

"Senior Wuming, this is the information from the other world." Bing Youqing understood and presented an ancient mirror Magic Treasure.