She truly couldn’t understand why Chu Zheng would take such a huge risk, the reason he had to obtain it, which didn’t resemble the Zheng Chu she knew, who was always calm. "This matter is very important to me." Chu Zheng shook his head and revealed part of the truth: "The Heavenly Mirror contains part of the Heavenly Fate accumulated by the Star Moon Ancient Clan." "Heavenly Fate?" Xue Qing was slightly startled, then even more puzzled, "Just for that Heavenly Fate? More important than your life?" She couldn’t comprehend, though Heavenly Fate is indeed precious, given Chu Zheng’s abilities, there might be other ways to acquire it, so why go this far? "More important than life." Chu Zheng responded without hesitation: "If the matter fails, it’s nothing more than death, but if I don’t do it, for me, it would be a fate worse than death." Upon hearing this, Xue Qing’s eyebrows knitted together, her face showed intense worry and a trace of anger, she spoke softly, her voice faintly trembling: "The path of cultivation is a long and arduous journey, reaching such a realm today, having gone through so many hardships and obstacles, how difficult is that to achieve?! You... how can you speak so lightly of life and death? So... reckless with yourself." To her, life isn’t something so cheap and trivial; everyone only has one life, and once gone, everything is void. She never believed in those vague theories of reincarnation and rebirth; she only valued the present, only grasped this life. Chu Zheng’s attitude of nearly disregarding his own life for a goal made her feel a tremor in her heart, even some shock and anger. She hesitated for a moment, seemingly resolving some kind of decision, and spoke softly: "If you urgently need Heavenly Fate, you don’t necessarily have to risk the Star Moon Ancient Clan, perhaps... there are other ways. Give me some time, I’ll help you find it." She paused, lowering her voice: "Previously I accidentally encountered the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit, it seems to have the strange divine power to gather Heavenly Fate, perhaps it could help one collect Heavenly Fate." "Heavenly Destiny True Spirit?!" Chu Zheng’s expression changed instantly; the sharp light erupted in his always tranquil eyes: "Are you certain it’s the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit?! Where is it now? What did it say to you?" He spat out a series of questions, his heart in extreme turmoil. Xue Qing, taken aback by his series of urgent inquiries, carefully recalled, then shook her head slightly: "Just a wisp of black mist, able to affect one’s mind, it only appeared briefly, trying to entice me, promised Heavenly Fate, but I refused, then it vanished without a trace, whereabouts unknown, this matter is eerie. I intended to report to the Martial Ancestor, but since Martial Ancestor took Jun Huang as a disciple, he became increasingly busy, either secluded or traveling through time and space, I sought him several times but never met him." She noticed the exceedingly grave expression of Chu Zheng, her doubts became deeper, but she still tried to persuade: "Ah Zheng, listen to me, stay in the Martial Pavilion, okay? The Martial Ancestor once privately told me, as long as you’re willing, he would shelter you for a time, the Martial Pavilion resources are also at your disposal. You can cultivate here in peace, without dealing with external storms, why..." Her words were interrupted by Chu Zheng. Chu Zheng’s expression was extremely solemn, even with a hint of unprecedented admonishment: "Regarding the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit, do not tell anyone, including the Martial Ancestor, never mention it again, remember." The Evil Corpse seeking out Xue Qing was completely unexpected, this shouldn’t have happened. The source of thɪs content is 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✦𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✦𝓷𝓮𝓽 Xue Qing was slightly puzzled by his serious attitude, but still nodded in agreement: Chu Zheng took a deep breath, looked at Zheng Ping beside him, and said in a deep voice: "I will leave Zheng Ping here; the journey to the Star Moon Ancient Clan is too perilous, he would only throw away his life if he followed." Zheng Ping opened his mouth to speak but swallowed it silently. His current cultivation is too weak, just barely reaching Half-Saint Perfection, not even a Martial Saint, not as good as Chu An. Seeing this, Xue Qing’s expression slightly tensed, saying no more, she took a deep breath and headed toward the door: "I will wait for your return."