Read The Almighty Dominance Novel (Alexander Leonhart and Sophia Lancaster) by Sunshine Updated 2025 -26 - The Almighty Dominance Chapter 564

The Almighty Dominance Chapter 564

This escalation is excellent — political manipulation, sect discipline pressure, reputation warfare, and now rumor backlash. I’ll refine the final Wudang courtyard scene to sharpen tone, tighten dialogue, and give Li Qingxue real presence — calm, dangerous, and not easily provoked.

“Senior Li! Urgent news!”

The young disciple nearly tripped over the stone threshold as he rushed into the courtyard.

Li Qingxue did not look up.

She sat beneath a white plum tree, sword resting across her knees, long sleeves unmoving in the still air.

“If this is about sect rations again,” she said calmly, “speak to the quartermaster.”

“It’s not rations,” the disciple blurted. “It’s… romance.”

That word made three nearby disciples freeze mid-movement.

A teacup paused halfway to someone’s lips.

“…Explain,” one of them said flatly.

The junior swallowed.

“There are rumors spreading through Qingshui City. They say you personally appointed Bai Xiaochun as City Lord.”

Silence.

A breeze passed through the courtyard. Plum blossoms drifted down like pale snow.

“And?” one friend asked.

“They say you were seen outside his private room two weeks ago.”

Another pause.

Li Qingxue finally lifted her gaze.

Her eyes were clear. Calm. Cold as untouched ice.

“And?” she repeated.

The junior braced himself.

“They say… you’re lovers.”

The courtyard fell utterly still.

Even the wind seemed to hesitate.

One disciple blinked slowly.

“Lovers.”

Another tilted her head slightly. “With Bai Xiaochun.”

A third looked genuinely confused. “The Bai Xiaochun known as ‘Most Pathetic Mortal in Qingshui’?”

“The same,” the junior whispered.

A long silence followed.

Then—

One of Li Qingxue’s friends exhaled softly.

“I see.”

The junior stared. “You… see?”

“Yes,” she said, eyes narrowing faintly. “He is asking for death.”

The junior paled. “Senior Li means… Bai Xiaochun?”

Li Qingxue’s fingers brushed lightly along the spine of her sword.

“No.”

Her voice was even.

“Whoever started the rumor.”

The temperature in the courtyard seemed to drop.

Another disciple frowned. “This spread from Qingshui City?”

“Yes. It began after Murong Yue attempted to publicly annul her engagement.”

At that name, one of the inner disciples scoffed. “Outer Disciple Murong? She barely stabilized her Foundation Establishment.”

Li Qingxue rose slowly to her feet.

Her movements were unhurried.

Graceful.

Controlled.

“Rumors about me are irrelevant,” she said calmly. “But rumors that tie the Wudang Sect to mortal political conflict are not.”

Her gaze sharpened.

“If the sect appears to be manipulating mortal city appointments for personal relationships, it damages more than my reputation.”

The others straightened.

This was no longer gossip.

It was a political liability.

One disciple folded her arms. “So what do you intend to do?”

Li Qingxue looked toward the distant horizon — toward Qingshui City.

“I will visit.”

The junior gasped. “In person?”

“Yes.”

Her tone was soft.

Which made it more terrifying.

“If I do nothing, the rumor grows.”

“If I deny it publicly, it becomes a spectacle.”

“If I punish Murong Yue directly, it confirms interference.”

She paused.

“Therefore, I will resolve it at the source.”

Her friend raised a brow. “And what is the source?”

Li Qingxue’s lips curved very slightly.

“Bai Xiaochun.”

The junior swallowed. “Senior… are you going to kill him?”

Li Qingxue gave him a look so mild it was almost gentle.

“Of course not.”

A pause.

“That would confirm the rumor.”

She turned, sleeves flowing like drifting snow.

“But if he is using my name as protection… he will learn the cost of borrowing a sword that is not his.”

Back in Qingshui City…

Inside his room, Alex suddenly sneezed.

Zhuge Liang glanced at him.

“City Lord?”

Alex rubbed his nose.

“…Someone important is thinking about me.”

Zhuge Liang’s expression twitched.

“That is rarely a good sign.”

Alex lay back down and pulled the blanket up.

“Wake me if it’s assassination. Don’t wake me if it’s romance.”

Zhuge Liang hesitated.

“…What if it’s both?”

Alex closed his eyes.

“Then we’re in trouble.”