The Secret of One's Origins

Watching her husband with bleeding eyes and continuous screams, Murong Qinghong felt a sharp pain in her chest due to anger.

Shangguan Youyun, Shangguan Youyun, what exactly does that woman have over me!

Murong Qinghong's beautiful face twisted into a ferocious expression as she shrieked the question, a clear teardrop slipping from the corner of her eye.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Xing Yunjun was like a wild beast, roaring in pain, completely ignoring Murong Qinghong's questioning.

Enough, why waste my temper on a waste like you.

Murong Qinghong slowly let out a breath, wiped her tears, and looking at Xing Yunjun's miserable state, actually felt her heart soften again.

She took out a pill bottle from her sleeve, lifted Xing Yunjun's chin with her hand, and gently sprinkled the medicinal powder onto his eyes.

The elixir from the Immortal Sect would restore Xing Yunjun's sight within three days.

Murong Qinghong looked at Xing Yunjun and said with a leisurely smile: "Don't you like Shangguan Youyun? That girl's soul has already been imprisoned by me. Next, she will become my new flesh!"

Now, she was already over forty years old.

No matter how skilled she was at preserving her youth, the day would come when she aged.

When she met Shangguan Qianqian, Murong Qinghong had already begun to feel jealous.

To put it bluntly, Shangguan Qianqian was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen, her looks even surpassing her mother, Shangguan Youyun.

Back then, wasn't it precisely because of this face that Xing Yunjun was utterly bewitched and driven out of his mind by that vixen!

If she looked exactly like Shangguan Youyun, would Xing Yunjun have chosen her instead?

This answer was already impossible to know.

Xing Yunjun stared blankly at Murong Qinghong.

With his current mental state, he could no longer understand what this woman was saying.

Murong Qinghong glanced at Shangguan Qianqian and said coldly: You, go out and wait.

Yes!

Shangguan Qianqian's face was expressionless as she turned and slowly left the dungeon.

Then, the dull look in her eyes actually regained its liveliness.

Shangguan Qianqian had not been controlled.

It was the pendant engraved with the character "Cheng" on her chest that had played a role, resisting Murong Qinghong's soul impact.

Shangguan Qianqian's face was icy cold, her jade-like hand trembling as it clutched the pendant.

She never could have imagined why Murong Qinghong had targeted her—it was actually because of her origins.

Shangguan Youyun... Mother, so that's your name...

Shangguan Qianqian curled her lips into a smile, a sorrowful expression on her face as she spoke slowly.

So, she was originally from the Immortal Sect.

But why had she fallen to the secular world and become the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect?

Was the father Murong Qinghong mentioned still alive...

Shangguan Qianqian's eyes turned serious.

The complete answers to her origins might be found with this woman.

For now, she was only a soul controlled by Murong Qinghong, following her arrangements. Basic self-care abilities in daily life were still something she could manage.

And Murong Qinghong's commands to her had always been to cultivate, continuously using various heavenly and earthly treasures to assist her cultivation.

In just a few days, Shangguan Qianqian's spiritual power had already reached the mid-stage of Body Forging, and this momentum showed no signs of slowing down!

Shangguan Qianqian was now desperately suppressing her realm. She knew Murong Qinghong's goal was to seize her physical body.

She estimated that once she cultivated to a certain realm, the possession would happen!

A look of seriousness flashed in Shangguan Qianqian's eyes.

The top priority was to contact An Yi first.

Before being soul controlled, she had already followed Murong Qinghong out of the Heavenly Palace, letting many people know her identity as the Saintess, and she had even seen Han Liang.

She just didn't know if Han Liang had found An Yi yet.

In the dungeon.

Husband...

Murong Qinghong lifted her veil, revealing her beautiful features, and lowered her head to kiss Xing Yunjun's lips.

Her jade hands gently loosened her garments, piece by piece falling to the ground.

Her flawless, snow-white figure was exposed!

Although she was already over forty, Murong Qinghong's skin was crystalline and smooth, showing no signs of aging on her body. Compared to a young maiden, she instead possessed an indescribable mature charm.

To restore the Tian Gong's glory, relying on me alone is impossible. You won't blame me, will you?

Murong Qinghong whispered.

Then, she gave a wry smile. Never mind the mentally unclear Xing Yunjun, even the him from twenty years ago had been indifferent to her.

His eyes held only Shangguan Youyun!

It must be said, Murong Qinghong's ambitions were vast.

After gaining control of the Heavenly Palace, she wanted to control the entire Immortal Sect and had been scheming for this for twenty years.

Xing Yunjun stared blankly, unmoved by the enchanting naked woman on top of him.

Murong Qinghong placed a pill into Xing Yunjun's mouth, kissed his face, and said softly: Husband, love me...

The pill slid down his throat, transforming into boundless power that surged towards his kidneys.

In an instant, Xing Yunjun's eyes turned blood red, he panted hoarsely, his muscles bulged, and his large hands reached for Murong Qinghong's soft, snow-white waist...

At the Qingyuan Pavilion.

One after another, people from the Shura Gate had gathered, over a hundred by now.

But upon closer count, two-thirds of the people had still not assembled.

At the mountain gate, Kim Jung-ho leaned against the entrance.

These past two days, many people from the Shura Gate had arrived. The members of the Qingyuan Pavilion didn't recognize them, so he waited here to guide them in.

Today, a disheveled and dirty young man with red hair arrived at the mountain gate, shouting in a hoarse voice: Boss! I need to see the Boss!

Han Liang!

Hearing the voice, Kim Jung-ho looked over, his expression brightening with joy: But, what's with your appearance...

Han Liang at this moment looked as if he had just crawled out of the dirt.

Then, Kim Jung-ho remembered.

The potion the Boss gave this guy was supposedly some sort of... groundhog?

Had he really gained the ability to dig tunnels?

Quick, quick, take me to see the Boss! I've found traces of the Deputy Sect Leader! She's in danger!

Han Liang said urgently.

In the Qingyuan Pavilion conference building.

An Yi, Mu Qingyi, Shen Muxuan, Bai Xiu, Gu Changfeng, Ning Er, Tu Langlang, Kim Jung-ho, Wang Yue, Protector Yang...

The spacious hall was now filled with people.

The day the Tian Gong master appeared, I saw her. And then, I saw the Deputy Sect Leader. She secretly threw this to me.

As he spoke, Han Liang handed over a bamboo tube wrapped in vines.

An Yi took it, quickly opened the bamboo tube. Inside was a piece of paper with several lines of small writing.

Mu Qingyi and Shen Muxuan gathered around to look as well.

After carefully reading it, An Yi casually put the paper away and pondered: According to Shangguan Qianqian's message, the Heavenly Palace isn't an unbreakable whole either. If we want to take down the Heavenly Palace, we might need to dismantle it from the inside!

Hearing An Yi's words, everyone was taken aback.

Take down the Heavenly Palace!

Was this guy serious? That was the Heavenly Palace!

However...

If they could really take down the Heavenly Palace, then ruling the entire Immortal Sect wouldn't be far off either!

Instantly, everyone's blood began to boil with excitement again.