The Martial Soul sneered, looking at the fetal corpse in the coffin.
Xin Lin was startled.
After speaking, the Martial Soul closed the coffin.
He walked to the side, and a flash of fire appeared in his hand. Within Yangshen Hall, flas shot up to the sky, and in just a short while, a fire had been lit.
Clearly, the Martial Soul intended to destroy the evidence.
At this hour, the patrolling Imperial Army had just moved away from the entrance. By the ti they returned, the side hall would likely have been burned empty.
The Martial Soul flashed and disappeared, soon losing his trace.
He did not notice that there were others present in the side hall.
"Take the coffin away."
Gui Hu released Xin Lin.
He raised his hand, and the fetus in the small golden coffin was enveloped by a mist of Ghost Energy.
With the Ghost Energy surrounding it, the fetus’ corpse would not decay.
Xin Lin understood intuitively and stored the black mist inside the Tuling hairpin.
Taking advantage of the fire not having spread yet.
Xin Lin used the Ghost Escape Technique to leave the Imperial Palace.
"Sothing is strange about this, what exactly is the origin of that Martial Soul, and why destroy the evidence?"
After leaving the Imperial Palace, scenes from monts ago kept echoing in Xin Lin’s mind.
But one thing was certain, it must be related to the Dragon Ascending Royal Family.
Xin Lin returned to Qingtian Academy, just as night fell.
Upon reaching the door of cabin number 24, she saw Little Xinzhuo waiting there, dejected.
"Sister, I went to the School Clinic, and Master Mo said you hadn’t co back. It’s all my fault, trusting Long Jin wrongly."
Little Xinzhuo wore a face full of guilt.
Today, if it weren’t for the Empress Dowager’s sudden illness, he and his sister would likely have had a hard ti escaping unscathed.
He didn’t matter, it was his fault, but if his sister had been implicated, he would be filled with regret.
"Ah Zhuo, the matter with Long Jin is just a lesson for you. You must know, the Heavenly Family has no kin. In the Imperial Palace, apart from your mother, you cannot trust anyone, including your father."
Xin Lin comforted.
Today’s incident with the dead fetus made Xin Lin see the Dragon Ascending Royal Family as even more inscrutable.
She originally thought that only Empress Feng was the most troubleso in the Royal Family.
But now it seed, there was still an elusive shadow lingering behind the Royal Family.
The box left by General Shi and the mysterious Martial Soul were completely without clues.
Xin Lin had even sent ghost soldiers to follow the Martial Soul, but once the Martial Soul exited Yangshen Hall, he vanished without a trace.
Little Xinzhuo had no idea of the storm brewing in Xin Lin’s heart at this mont, and he simply nodded obediently.
Earlier, Long Jin had co crying to him to apologize, and he had scolded him fiercely, sending him running off.
"I have a Five Elents Gathering Spirit Technique here for you to cultivate, and there are also so Interdiate Qi Stones. Before the End of Year Assessnt, you must be cautious and avoid interacting with outsiders."
Having obtained the Earth Water Vein and the Heavenly Fire Vein, Xin Lin’s speed in gathering spirit and refining Qi Stones had increased significantly.
After sending off Little Xinzhuo, Xin Lin returned to cabin number 24.
She looked at the date, today happened to be the opening day of the Black Obsidian Market.
She thought for a mont, then took out the Spiritual Brightness ditation Mat from the Tuling hairpin.
She still had so excess Qi Stones, which she could take to Jiang Qing.
Xin Lin’s soul, driftingly, left Qingtian Academy, heading toward Purple Cloud City.
At the Black Obsidian Market, midway through the event, Jiang Qing felt disappointed among the crowd, having not sensed Lord Dominator’s presence; it seed Lord Dominator wouldn’t be attending this ti.
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