Moreover, there are too many secrets on my father’s body, whether it’s the bizarre cultivation technique that can turn others into blood crystals or the mirror fra that requires the devouring of massive spiritual power, none of these can be known by outsiders.
Not even Third Mother.
"Moreover..." Lu Yaoyao’s gaze lingered for a mont on Shen Hanyi’s silver hair.
Following her own advancent to Divinity Transformation, her originally black hair with streaks of silver might have been influenced by "Ice Purity Skills", now almost identical to Third Mother’s.
Standing side by side at this mont, their silver hair lightly fluttered in the wind, an observer might think they were sisters.
Though we have similar physiques, it’s still uncertain if that ans anything concretely.
Who knows, maybe my father is in the Imperial City right now, involved in sothing with Second Mother, Xuanyuan Muqian.
And there, at Jiyuan Temple, there is also a group of female Bodhisattvas waiting.
After Shen Hanyi heard this, her ice-like expression finally eased a bit, nodding slightly: "Greedy without asure, deserving of one’s own ruin."
Just eight words, yet they carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Last ti she entered only the outer fringes of the palace, just the Cyan Fla Profound Turtle at Spirit Slash Realm Perfection had gravely injured her.
Those two dared to venture into the core area, truly a path to their own doom.
There could be beings at the Demon Emperor level inside.
Fortunately, Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao did not tell them the palace had only five days limit, and hid imdiately upon entering, managing to escape the calamity.
After Lu Yaoyao finished speaking, she suddenly hesitated, then gathered her courage and spoke softly: "Sister Shen, my brother Zhou is surely the destined person who can bring you luck, right?"
Shen Hanyi nodded: "Naturally."
"He is also my destined person!" Shen Yunzhou interjected from the side.
If it wasn’t for Brother Zhou, how would he have found those corpse fluids, let alone currently breaking through to Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection?
"Who let you speak?" Shen Hanyi’s eyes slightly narrowed, a sudden chill manifesting.
Shen Yunzhou imdiately fell silent, only daring to mutter quietly with lowered head.
Seeing this, Lu Yaoyao quickly took over: "It’s like this, I’ve been having nightmares these days, dreaming that Brother Zhou is covered in blood, surely facing danger. I wish to go to the Imperial City to find him..."
She sneakily glanced at Shen Hanyi, then in a slightly coquettish tone softly said "Sister, your flying ship is the fastest, could you... take a small part of the way? Just a small part."
As she spoke, she gestured a tiny distance with her thumb and forefinger.
Shen Hanyi pondered for a mont, finally nodding: "Alright!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yaoyao’s face imdiately blood into a smile, joy reaching her eyes and brows, while her heart began to plot.
Sister Shen was a great figure at late-stage Spirit Severing Realm, her cultivation comparable to the current Old Emperor, and from the legendary fifth-level Cultivation Country, her power unfathomable.
Though this request was a bit selfish, if she could take this opportunity to lead Sister Shen to the Imperial City, maybe it could help with father’s affairs.
"However," Shen Hanyi spoke, "I need to first visit Kunpeng Palace, to ensure the Yan family uncle and nephew haven’t left any traces."
"Alright!" Lu Yaoyao responded obediently, a hint of cunning flickering in her eyes.
Just as these words dropped, Shen Hanyi suddenly removed the cold barrier within the room, her gaze piercing through the void, shooting far into the distance.
"Splash—"
In the darkness, two figures stepping through the sky suddenly spurted a mouthful of fresh blood.
The Lu family sisters’ faces filled with shock, while cultivating they captured a strand of terrifying aura, yet never thought their opponent’s cultivation was so unfathomable.
The pressure seed as if one thought could crush them.
"Forgive us, Senior!" The two hurriedly saluted, also imdiately on guard.
Shen Hanyi’s silver hair moved autonomously in the wind, coldly said: "Since when did Taiqing Sect have two at Spirit Severing Realm? What is your purpose here?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yaoyao finally reacted, hastily explaining: "Sister Shen misunderstood, they are new tributors invited by Taiqing Sect, they are allies!"
Shen Hanyi seed slightly surprised upon hearing, then withdrew her gaze, the surrounding pressure dissipating.
"If that’s so, then let it go." She slightly raised her hand, slicing a space crack in the void, "Since everything is in order, let’s set off."
With that said, she stepped into the crack and disappeared.
Seeing this, Shen Yunzhou quickly urged: "Miss Lu, hurry up and follow, my sister hates people who dawdle."
After saying that, he imdiately followed into the void.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Yaoyao shouted hurriedly outside: "Master Lu, don’t worry, I’m fine, goodbye!"
With that, she called out joyfully and leaped into the space crack.
The Lu family sisters looked at each other, transforming into two streams of light, hurriedly heading towards where Cao Zhengyang was located...
...
Imperial City, outer mountain range!
Zhou Qing slowly opened his eyes, stars seemingly flowing in his gaze.
At this mont, in the void around him, a total of nine thousand spirit seals encircled like a star river, each emitting brilliant spiritual light.
"Done!" He slightly curled his lips, a wave of his robe, the countless spirit seals converging like rivers to the sea, all entering his body.
As expected, the cultivation this ti, with forty wood attribute spirit stones and a year’s ti, with the last strand of ethereal energy exhausted, perfectly condensed nine thousand spirit seals.
"Might as well push through in one go, directly strive for a fourth-level Array Master!" Zhou Qing muttered.
Unfortunately, just twenty wood attribute spirit stones remain, wanting further breakthrough, at least sixty are needed.
Which ans, he’s still lacking forty.
"In a year, I wonder if Elder Mo managed to acquire excess wood attribute spirit stones?"
Zhou Qing shook his head self-deprecatingly, suddenly feeling his own face rather thick.
Duobao Trading House has practically beco his personal treasury, and debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay.
Yet in this Imperial City, he has no other choice.
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